Guys, as much as I want to reply to all your reviews, I'm in a hurry 'cause it's late, so I'll have to just put names, 'kay?
Thank you all so much, though, I really appreciate it!
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Aofyn Eyadanoah (well, mainly for the sake of insanity and humour, and also because they're evil and cant torture him if he's been captured by a brick.)
Alex Lyons3
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Kiori (And I LIKED your 'brickland rocks' joke!)
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Laurel Elven (Honey, your review just confused me. you say it's great, you say it's an insult to J.K. Rowling, and you say it's not a flame. Lucky I didn't dwell on it, else I'd be real confused.)
bella trix (well, they have to save Harry still!)
Updated 11:30 AM Thursday 18th August 2005
How to Rescue Harry From a Brick With Only Eleven People
By SilverWolf7007
Chapter Two: This Day Is Going To Be Hell
It occurred to Remus only ten minutes after leaving the Meeting that collecting more people was a bad idea. He'd had enough trouble just stopping Lucius, Severus and Sirius from killing one another, and now...
James and Sylvan, though they seemed like they got along, actually never stopped arguing. The two vampires had been friends forwell over eighthundred years, and acted like enemies half the time.
Hermione and Draco detested each other, and Hermione was suspicious about Draco's motives for helping them find Harry. Meanwhile, Draco wasn't helping by refusing to answer her nagging questions.
Lastly, Fred and George were taunting Percy about leaving the safety of the Ministry to rush off into danger. Percy merely smirked at them, and they fell silent for a minute. This process began again over and over.
The only reason that Remus didn't drop the idea and run away from them all while screaming hysterically was because of Harry.
Remus sighed. "I really do have a death wish."
Percy nodded glumly. "I think we both do."
"Cheer up!" Sirius exclaimed. "No need to worry, my friends, we'll save Harry from that detestable piece of... Whatever bricks are made of!"
The werewolf eyed him suspiciously. "Padfoot, why exactly are you so cheerful?"
The dark haired man shifted guiltily. "No particular reason...Poor Snape got into a bit of an accident, is all."
"Uh huh. And how did you cause this 'accident'?"
"Me?" Sirius said innocently. "Why, I didn't do a thing!"
"BLACK!"
Remus raised an eyebrow. "Oh really?"
"Uh, yeah," Sirius said distractedly, nervously gazing around to try and find the irate Potions Master.
"And what was this accident?" Percy asked, mildly curious (and hoping that it would be amusing, of course).
"Oh, he just, er, fell upwards into a tree and got his underwear stuck. And then he accidentally managed to lose his robes."
"So he's hanging from a tree in his underwear...BY his underwear?" Remus demanded incredulously.
Sirius nodded. "Pretty much, Moony."
"Ye gods..." Percy murmured. "May we all be spared that sight again in the future."
Harry was crouched in the corner of his pink barred cell, staring in shock at what had appeared just outside it.
"Why me?" he mumbled. "Oh god, kill me now, I don't want - "
"Harry my boy! Wonderful to see you! Have you read my new book? How about I sign a copy for you?"
Our poor, tortured hero moaned as Gilderoy Lockhart moved in closer, holding a book and that gaudy peacock feather quill.
"I don't deserve this..."
"Nonsense Harry! There's no need to be humble, I'd always sign a book for a fellow celebrity, even one not as well known or loved as me."
Harry ignored him. "At least it's not - "
"Harry Potter! Oh my god! I can actually see you! Like, up close!" There was a squeal.
He sighed. "Of course. A rabid second year Hufflepuff fangirl. Now all we need is - "
Rita Skeeter, Colin Creevey and Crabbe and Goyle walked in and over to the pink bars.
"This day can not get any worse."
"Famous last words," sneered Pansy Parkinson.
Lucius didn't know how it had happened. One minute he was quite happily - well, not miserably - walking next to his son (who was still being nagged by Hermione, but they were both ignoring her), and the next he was walking at the back of the group between Sylvan and James.
This is a very bad place to be.
James was, for some reason, insisting that black was white, and vice versa. Sylvan was insisting that white couldn't be black, as it was green.
Lucius had had his suspicions about the vampires, and this confirmed it.Over eightcenturiesor so had gotten to them. They were completely insane.
"White cant be green, Sylv. It doesn't even look green. It's black."
"No, my dear James, you are mistaken. White is green. Black is orange. Get it right, man!"
"I am right, Sylvan. You are mistaken. For my sake get it round the right way!"
Lucius sighed. He was in for a long walk.
Yeah I know, it's very short. I'll try for longer next time, promise!
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S. Wolf