Disclaimer: We only own Agava, Daylon, and Ayva Bradbury. All of the other Harry Potter stuff is property of J.K. Rowling.
A/N: My sister and I both wrote this, so if the writing style changes during certain parts of the fic, that's why.
HBP SPOILER ALERT If you haven't read the Half Blood Prince yet, I have to warn you that there are spoilers in this fic.
The Bradbury Legacy
Chapter 6:
"Finally, Hogsmeade!" Daylon exclaimed. "I've been in major need of more dungbombs for quite some time now." Ayva rolled her eyes at her brother's habit of setting off dungbombs, or stink pellets, or anything else that might cause a disturbance, and blaming it on Gryffindors. It was funny the first couple of times, but soon just became boring. Malfoy just grunted.
"What? You always loved doing damage to Gryffindor before." Ayva stated, looking at him, puzzled. He just shrugged.
"I'm not going to Hogsmeade." He stated. Daylon's brow furrowed.
"What are you talking about? We've been planning exactly what to do on this trip since last trip, and now you're not coming? What else are you gonna do?" He exclaimed annoyed.
"None of your business!" Malfoy spat. "And you'd do well not to try to find out. It's classified." He gave Daylon one last annoyed look, then stalked off.
(A/N: The italics show Daylon and Ayva communicating through the mental bond they share as twins, unless otherwise noted. For example, if it says they're thinking after the italics then they're thinking)
What's up with him? Daylon asked his twin through their mental bond. Has he been behaving oddly around you at all?
No, not at all. Ayva responded confused. Not that I'm around him very much.
You're still going, though. Right?
Umm… With Harry and them.
You better not mention that to Draco, he'll be pissed.
Don't worry, I'm not stupid. But I hate how he gets mad about that stuff. It would blow my cover if I went with you. They think I hate you along with the rest of our family. And with that she walked away to meet Harry, Hermione, and Ron so they could go to Hogsmeade.
Once in Hogsmeade, Daylon immediately spent all but one galleon, enough to buy a butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks, on dungbombs, as well as pocketed a few while no one was looking. He then went to the Three Broomsticks to buy his butterbeer and stare at the, uh, sights.(coughMadamRosmertacough)
He was quite enjoying himself, until the door opened, letting in much cold wind as well as a commotion.
"He was nicking Sirius's stuff!" He heard Harry yell. He spun around and saw Hermione whisper something to him. Harry sat down, fuming.
What the Hell was all that? He asked Ayva.
Oh, some guy, Mundungus or whatever, was stealing his godfather's stuff to peddle off, and now Harry's all pissed. It's really quite entertaining actually. Harry was whispering now, but Daylon couldn't here what he was saying.
What's he saying? He demanded. He heard her mentally sigh before she began relating the conversation to him.
"Can't the Order control Mundungus? Can't they at least stop him stealing everything that's not fixed down when he's at headquarters?" Wow, he's not happy! Now Hermione's making sure no one's listening. "Harry, I'd be annoyed too, I know it's your things he's stealing ---" Oh! Harry's choking.
Maybe he'll die! Daylon thought excitedly.
No such luck, he's alive and talking. "Yeah, it's my stuff! No wonder he wasn't pleased to see me! Well, I'm going to tell Dumbledore what's going on, he's the only one who scares Mundungus." Now Hermione's talking. "Good idea. Ron, what are you staring at?" Awww… looks like he has a crush on Madam Rosmerta too! Well, that's the end of anything you'll care about. I'll tell you if anything else interesting happens.
You'd better. Daylon saw her roll her eyes, then they both returned to their own devices. He finished his drink and, after one more glance towards Madam Rosmerta, he left.
Trudging up the road to Hogwarts, he noticed an argument between Katie Bell and some stupid friend of hers. Always one to enjoy others problems, he stopped to watch.
"It's nothing to do with you, Leanne!" Katie was saying. Leanne then tried to grab the package in Katie's hand, but Katie tugged it back, causing the package to fall to the ground.
Katie rose in the air, her arms outstretched. Her hair was whipped around by the fierce wind, her eyes closed and her face empty of any expression. Then, six feet in the air, she began screaming. This caused Leanne to scream also, and she grabbed her ankles, attempting to pull her back to the ground. Daylon laughed.
Daylon! Something's happened to Katie! She's been cursed or something and… are you laughing? She asked incredulously, causing Daylon to laugh harder.
Yes. I have an up close and personal view of all the action. And hey, look, there you are! He lifted a hand in greeting to his sister, now doubled over from laughing so hard.
Ayva rolled her eyes as she watched her brother fall over in the snow, his whole body shuddering with laughter.
"What is your brother doing!" Hermione cried in disbelief.
"It looks like he's…" Ron began, peering into the distance. "Bloody hell, he's laughing!"
Instantly, a look of pure rage crossed Hermione's face as words came spewing out of her mouth, "Why that insolent, brutish, imbecilic, thickheaded, dead between the ears, shallow, mentally deficient, incompetent---"
"We should help Leanne!" Harry shouted interrupting Hermione and running over to help pull Katie down.
The others followed and as soon as they grabbed her legs, she fell on top of them. Harry and Ron were able to catch her, but were forced to lower her to the ground when she continued writhing.
"Stay there!" Harry shouted above the wind as he ran for help, returning moments later with the giant, bear-like form of Hagrid close behind.
Ayva snickered mentally at the sight of the enormous man running after Harry and noticed Daylon must have been looking at this new appearance in the same way, as he fell back to the ground, where he had managed to get up just seconds before, holding his stomach.
Upon reaching Katie's thrashing, screaming form, Hagrid told everyone to get back then, after studying her for a second, scooped her up and ran off toward the castle causing Daylon to, once again, fall to the ground as he was getting up.
Ayva turned back to see Hermione talking to the wailing friend. "It was when the package tore," Leanne sobbed as she pointed.
The brown-paper package Katie was carrying was now on the ground and revealed a greenish glitter. Ron bent down, reaching out to the package, but Harry pulled him back telling him not to touch it.
Ayva moved closer, and saw the opal necklace, her eyes lighting with recognition as Harry began talking.
Ayva finally tore her eyes away to look up at Daylon who was now watching them curiously, no longer seeing anything funny as no one was being hurt and no half-giants were running.
Daylon, it's the cursed opal necklace from Borgin and Burkes. How did Katie get it?
Daylon smirked, I don't know, but she definitely didn't buy it. She's too much of a Gryffindor to be in Knockturn alley, let alone Borgin and Burkes.
Well, you're right about her not buying it at least. Leanne just said Katie got it in the bathroom at the Three Broomsticks. I guess it was a surprise for somebody at Hogwarts.
Not a surprise I'd like to get.
She wouldn't say who she got it from. Ayva mentally laughed, Oh, now she figures out Katie was under the Imperius Curse.
Daylon shook his head, Muggle-lovers are so stupid. They don't even notice when their best friend is under an Imperius. I guess she should have paid more attention to the Minstry's pamphlets.
Ayva silently agreed with him, glad they didn't have to worry about such things,as the small group began walking up to the castle.