Werewolf

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Chap8 St. Mungos

Harry stood in front of the polished black car. The vehicle had a reflection of the moonlight on its hood.

" This is the car," Harry announced.

" Whose car is it?" Hermione asked.

" Who cares it is beautiful," Faith added.

A smile appeared on Harry's face as he ran his hand across the hood of the car. He looked through the window seeing nothing but darkness. Brining out Harry's wand he pointed it at the door.

" Alohormora," he whispered.

" Is this a good idea?" Hermione questioned. " None of us know how to drive."

" How hard can it be? I saw Ron do it" he grinned. " Get Ron in the car we are running out of time."

Hermione dragged Ron's lifeless body into the back of the car. She then urged Faith to follow.

" I'll seat in the front," Hermione offered. " So I can monitor Harry."

The car keys weren't in the car so Harry stuck the wand in the keyhole and whispered a word. Suddenly the car roared into life. Looking in the back he saw Ron. He had to do this for him. Slowly the car lifted off the ground.

" Oh we are in so much trouble," Hermione realized.

" Hold on," Harry hollered.

Zooming through the sky the car seemed to fly smoothly.

" A flying car wow," Faith smiled. " Do all cars fly here?"

" Yes," Harry answered. " Told you I was good Hermione."

" Maybe you're right," Hermione relaxed.

" Of course I am right," he smiled.

Down below Harry could see the train tracks of the Hogwarts express. The ride was quiet until Faith began to talk.

" How long you both been friends with Ron?" she asked.

" Five years," Hermione responded.

" That is so cool," she grinned.

" And we aren't going to let five years go down the drain," he replied stepping harder on the gas pedal.

Speeding through the sky Harry maneuvered the vehicle around birds and other flying objects, which was mostly birds. Harry saw muggle London below so he began to land. A huge tree was in the way so he quickly flew around it.

" Harry," Hermione glared.

" Sorry," he said landing in a parking lot.

They all climbed out of the car. Faith dragged Ron behind her as she followed Harry and Hermione.

" Don't drag him like that," Hermione demanded.

She pointed her wand at Ron and he began to hover a few inches above the ground.

" Won't people talk?" Harry asked.

" You're right," she frowned.

She found an abandoned buggy and transformed it into a stretcher on wheels. Smiling she pushed it along.

" I still think people will talk," Harry repeated.

" Not as much," Hermione corrected.

Harry stopped in front of a run down store. In the window were two manikins. Looking around he made sure no one was there to see him. He talked to the first manikin for a while. Faith stared awkwardly at him as he spoke.

" What is he doing?" she asked.

" You'll see," Hermione smirked.

The door opened and they stepped in. In the waiting room was dark. A receptionist stood behind a window reading a magazine. She looked up once she saw Harry.

" What can I do for you?" she asked.

" We need medical assistance," Hermione piped up.

" You both look fine," she smiled.

"Not me, him," Hermione huffed pointing at the boy on the stretcher.

" Take him to the back," she ordered. " Through that door."

" Don't we need to sign papers?" Harry asked.

" Yes," the lady handed Harry some forms.

After thirty minutes he was through. Handing back the papers he smiled at the lady then headed through the door.

" Someone doesn't like her job," Faith whispered. " Where is this place anyway?"

" St. Mungos is a hospital for the mentally unstable, wounded, and bitten," Hermione explained. " It is a magical hospital."

" Full of magicians?" she grinned.

" Yeah," Hermione smiled.

Doctors walked past them as they traveled down the hall. Harry immediately turned around to talk to one of them.

" Sir my friend needs help quick," Harry yelled.

" Really?" he questioned.

" Yes could you-

" Can't help you without your forms,"

" They are with the receptionist," he answered. " Could you-

" Wait for me on the second floor in room 56," he responded. " Tell them you have a patient."

" Sure,"

Harry went back to his friends and told them the news. They piled into the nearest elevator and pressed the number two. When the doors opened Harry directed his friends to room 56. Once the door was opened all the nurses looked at Harry and his friends.

" We have a patient," he spoke.

The entire nurse staff stopped staring and went back to work. Harry shrugged then turned to one of the nurses to ask for help.

" Do you have forms?"

" No, but I signed-

" Then I can't help you," she rudely replied.

" My friend has-

" Five minutes," Hermione interrupted.

" To live," Harry added.

A frown appeared on the lady's face. Her brown hair swayed slightly as she shook her head.

" Sorry sir no forms no-

" I traveled all the way from Hogwarts School of witch craft and wizardry to save my friend Betsy," Harry yelled reading her nametag. " I will not let him down."

" Sorry sir," she frowned. " No forms no service."

" Couldn't you just get started because the doctor sent us here and…

" Miss I already told your friend,"

" It is okay Betsy got their forms,"

" Oh doctor Melvin," she bowed. " I didn't know."

" Yes you did," Harry hollered.

" Get this boy to intensive care," he ordered.

The nurse nodded and took Ron away.

" It will take five hours for him to recover," he smiled.

" That quick," Harry gasped.

" He was only attacked by a teenaged ghost right?"

Harry nodded.

" Then he'll be fine,"

" Good," Harry sighed.

Harry left the room with his two friends.

" What should we do now?" Faith asked.

" Explore this hospital," Harry suggested.

After walking down hallway after hallway the three kids were bored.

" Did they say what room Ron was in?" Hermione asked.

" They did say intensive care,"

" Hey nurse," Faith called. " Where is intensive care?"

" On the seventh floor,"

" Thank you,"

Entering the elevator they noticed the numbers weren't in order. Harry thought this was a bit odd. He pressed the number seven. As the doors opened they noticed everywhere was dark.

" What is this place?" Harry stared.

" I don't know but I have a bad feeling," Hermione shook.

Out of the corner of Harry's eye he saw glowing images. Turning around he saw five ghosts hovering behind them. Harry pushed his friends out of the way. Pulling out his wand he got into fighting stance.

" Harry what is going on?"

" I don't know Faith, but it looks dangerous," he whispered.

Before Harry could attack a hand pulled all three of them into an elevator.

" Doctor Melvin?" they called.

" What do you think you are doing here?" he growled.

" We didn't know that…

" This elevator takes you somewhere else bad," he informed. " That is why there was a out of order sign on the top of the door on the outside."

" We didn't see it," Hermione frowned.

" It's okay," he grinned.

The elevator door open and they stepped out. Doctor Melvin disappeared down the hallway into a huge crowd of nurses.

" Weird," Faith breathed.

" Too weird," Harry pondered.

" Hey did you here that?" Hermione asked.

" What?"

" It sounds like…

Hermione's voice faded as she opened the door behind them. Inside nurses bustled around two hospital beds. In those two beds two red headed boys sipped on pumpkin juice.

" Fred, George," Harry shouted.

The nurses turned to look at them.

" We are friends," Harry answered.

" Oh," they grinned.

The entire staff left the room.

" Harry," Fred grinned. " Long time no see."

" Very long," George added.

" What brings you all here?" Fred asked. " Oh and whose that girl back there?"

" Well…

" Where's Ron?"

" That is the reason we are here," Hermione began the story. " It all started in the dark forest. We were camping out until we got a visitor."

" Malfoy," Harry butted in.

" He is dead," George raised an eyebrow.

" Exactly he was back for revenge," she added. " He wanted to kill Ron. So he continued to torture him until we stopped him."

"The git," Harry whispered.

" Malfoy nearly killed Ron so we brought him here to St. Mungos," Hermione concluded.

" Ron went back to Hogwarts?" the twins asked.

" Yes,"

" That is where he went," Fred frowned. " Mum and dad were so worried."

" Especially mum," George added.

" Whose the girl?" they asked.

Faith walked up two the two boys in the beds. She shook each of their hands.

" You must be Ron's brothers," she smiled.

" You know Ron?" George asked.

She nodded.

" Are you his girlfriend or something?"

" No," Hermione huffed. " She is his friend and Faith is her name."

" Is this true?" Fred asked.

Faith nodded her blonde hair splashing onto her face. Lately the little girl has been keeping her hair down because she saw Hermione's hair. Fred and George smiled at the girl.

" So since Ron isn't your boyfriend," George smiled.

" George she is twelve," Hermione explained.

" Oh," he smiled. " So you are in your second year then, but wait how did you meet Ron if he was kicked out."

" Maybe he met her before that?"

" Why didn't he tell us?"

" She is a muggle," Harry informed. " Ron met her in the woods a few miles away from your house."

" They both flew over to Hogwarts together," Hermione added.

" Ron took a muggle to Hogwarts?" Fred asked.

" Why was she in the woods?" George questioned.

Faith shuffled her feet.

" I am a werewolf,"

" Whoa a muggle werewolf," they exclaimed. " That is unheard of."

" You're not going to runaway?"

" No," Fred and George shook their heads. " We think that is cool, but dangerous. But still very cool."

Faith smiled.

" Now welcoming the newly recovered Ronald Weasley," the doctor announced wheeling Ron in.

" Hey everyone," he smiled.

" Ron!" Faith squealed. " You're okay."

" That was less then five hours,"

" I am talented," Doctor Melvin grinned.

" Thank you so much. What do we owe you," Harry asked.

" Nothing," he smirked. " I like your loyalty toward your friends."

" Ron?" the twins grinned.

Ron turned his face away ashamed. He couldn't look at his brothers. He was the reason they were in the hospital in the first place. Doctor Melvin pushed Ron in the wheelchair closer to the boys. Ron noticed the bandages around Fred and George's waist.

" Hey," Ron whispered.

" Hey!" they shouted.

" I'm sorry!" he screamed. " Forgive me please."

" Forgive you?" they asked.

" I am the reason you are here?" he frowned.

" We should thank you," Fred laughed. " We can test our pranks on the nurses with out them knowing."

" Importantly," George added. " The food is free."

Ron smiled and hugged both of his brothers. He cried silently.

" It's okay Ron," they comforted him. " We forgive you."

Tears stained Ron's face and more came rolling down.

" We forgive you," Fred smiled. " Why are you still crying?"

" I thought I killed both of you," he whimpered. " Just like Malfoy."

" We're fine," George smiled.

" And I know I'm not supposed to speak ill of the death, but Malfoy had it coming," Fred frowned. " And if he can hear me right now he should keep away from my little brother."

" He wants to kill me," Ron whispered.

" We heard," they scowled.

" How long you both been in here," Harry smiled changing the subject.

" We are sentenced to three more days," they laughed. " We've been here one or two days."

" Must be boring," Faith glanced around.

" No," they grinned. " We play lots of fun games here."

The lights began to flicker in the room. In the ceiling the light bulbs burst into tiny pieces. Faith and Hermione grabbed onto Harry. The nurses outside squealed out in horror. Everything was dead quiet. Except a low thudding sound coming from Harry's right. Slowly he turned to see a boy walking toward them. There was a broken light bulb hanging from the ceiling. It swung back and forth. The boys face came into view as the light bulb swung in front of his face.

" Harry," Hermione whispered. " I think Malfoy's back."

" Sh, Hermione," Harry calmed her.

He pulled out the wand from his pocket and aimed it at the ghost coming toward them. In his hand the wand was turned into dust. Ron sat in his wheelchair shakily. Whirling around slowly he came face to face with Malfoy.

" Boo!"

Ron yelled out in fear.

" Malfoy," the twins sneered.

" The Weasel twins," he cackled. " How nice to see you again."

" Malfoy leave Ron alone,"

" Leave him alone?" he laughed. " Why should I?"

" Because he didn't mean to kill you," he hollered.

" But he still did," he growled.

Ron shivered slightly. The temperature in the room dropped.

" Are you too cold Weasley?" he asked.

Ron nodded.

"Good because I wouldn't want you to feel any other way,"

" Malfoy it isn't healthy to hold a grudge," George frowned.

" Health doesn't matter to me," he smiled. " I am dead."

" He has got a good point," Fred nodded.

Hermione held onto Harry tight.

"What are we going to do?"

" Hermione, I truly don't know," Harry mumbled. " Maybe Malfoy won."

" Won? No way," Hermione tightened her grip. " We can't give up."

" What do you want me to do?"

" Not give up," she smiled. " Please."

" I'll think," he promised. " I'll find something I can do."

Malfoy watched Ron shiver. He felt better knowing Ron was cold.

" That's how I felt," Malfoy frowned. " Cold alone."

" I'm sorry,"

" Sorry can't bring me back," he snickered. " Sorry can bring me from the grave."

Ron swallowed real hard but it hurt to do so. Malfoy looked through Ron's eyes and saw fear and guilt. He loved it. It filled his empty soul.
" Malfoy give Ron a break," Harry hollered.

" You're right," Malfoy grinned. " Why don't we award him for a job well done. He killed the wicked wizard of Slytheran. Ding dong the wizard is dead."

" We didn't mean…

" I know what you mean," he growled. " You all are glad I'm dead. I can feel it."

" Malfoy if you know when we found out we were shocked, Hermione even cried," Harry informed. " So don't make us look like the bad guys."

" True," he turned back to Weasley. " This is all Weasel's fault."

Ron whimpered under Malfoy's glare. He was going to kill him.

" Before I kill you lets take a step back in time," Malfoy smiled.

The front of the room disappeared and was replaced with a giant screen. Malfoy crossed his legs and hovered above the ground.

" What is this Malfoy," Harry glared.

" Oh this is a scary movie any one under the age of thirteen?"

Faith nodded.

" Just wondering,"

The screen glowed. And a scene unfolded on screen.

Ron hurried down the corridor opening the big doors. Running into the dark forest he heard footsteps behind him. Turning around he saw no one. He began to change into a werewolf again. "You are a werewolf!" Malfoy yelled.

The werewolf turned around to look at Malfoy. Scared as ever Malfoy brought out his wand. Inching closer to Malfoy the werewolf growled.

"Come any closer and I will – um – uh – use my wand," Malfoy panicked.

Malfoy brought out his wand and pointed it at the approaching werewolf.

"Stupefy!" he yelled.

The werewolf was flung against the tree. Maulfoy began to gloat happily.

"No one messes with a Malfoy," he said turning to head back into Hogwarts.

Bam! The werewolf leaped onto Maulfoy biting into him harshly. Screaming loudly Maulfoy tired to get the beast off of him. Getting the beast off, Maulfoy tried to crawl back to Hogwarts.
"Ow let go!" he screamed as the werewolf ripped through him.

The werewolf didn't stop it kept biting and biting.

"Someone help me," Malfoy cried, "someone please help me."

Malfoy was dragged back into the forest. The beast ripped a huge chunk out of his stomach. Blood sputtered everywhere.

The display on the screen froze as Malfoy turned to look at everyone.

" Now that you saw what happened do you understand why I want revenge?"

" Malfoy that was just gross," Fred, explained. " Why did you show us that?'

" So you would know how Ron killed me," Malfoy explained. " Do you think that looked fun? Dying like that?"

Everyone shook his or her head.

" I am so sorry," Ron repeated. " So very sorry."

" Save it Weasley today you die,"

Ron's eyes went wide with fear. He rolled his chair back slowly as Malfoy came toward him.

" Please Malfoy," he cried. " I didn't mean to."

More tears slid down Ron's pale face. He was more afraid then last time.

Malfoy grinned at helpless Weasley.

" I don't answer to beggars," he replied coolly.

Outside rain began to pour and lightning lit up the dark sky. The windows in the room burst open letting the cold air and rain in.

" Hear that Weasley?" he grinned. " Death awaits you right outside."

Ron lifted out of his chair. He then was shot out the window.

" Ron!" Hermione hollered.

Ron hovered outside above the ground below. He turned to see everyone inside. Rain mixed with his tears as he pleaded with Malfoy.

" Please," he screamed. " Don't kill me."

Malfoy only chuckled.

" You're right dropping you out of the window isn't bloody enough," Malfoy laughed maniacally.

" Harry, Malfoy, has gone crazy what do we do?"

" Hermione all we can do is…watch,"

" No," Hermione breathed.

She got off the floor and ran frantically over to Ron. Malfoy stuck out his hand and she stopped. Fred and George were both out of bed looking for a solution.

" Not bloody enough?" Ron squeaked.

Lightning struck again lighting up Malfoy's ghostly form in his hand was a knife. Ron began to move back towards the window.

" No," Ron shook his head.

Malfoy only nodded.

" Harry! Harry!" Ron shouted.

" Don't worry Ron we got you," the twins smiled.

They threw a vase but it crashed to the floor.

" Fools I'm a ghost," he hissed. " You can't kill me. I'm already dead."

" Ron hold on we'll think of something," the twins promised.

Ron drifted closer to the window.

" Oh you must be wondering about this knife," he sneered. " Stole it from a muggle walking down the street. One thing I've learned from muggles is they have dangerous weapons."

" A knife?" Harry laughed. " Muggles use those in the kitchen to cut meat. It isn't a weapon."

" Oh don't worry Harry," he glared. " I will be cutting meat."

" Harry!"

Harry snuck across the floor as Malfoy watched Ron fly through the window. Ron was finally inside. He hovered above the ground a little over a foot. Ron's arms were stretched out on each side. He couldn't move. Malfoy lifted the knife.

" Harry please help me,"

" Harry can't help you know,"

Malfoy threw the knife and it stopped right in front of Ron.

" Want it to be as painful as possible," he grinned.

" Harry please," Ron cried.

Harry hollered so loud that it threw off Malfoy's concentration so Ron dropped to the floor.

" Potter," he screamed.

Harry crawled away. Malfoy threw the knife and Harry screamed. Malfoy floated over to Harry and pulled the object from his leg.

" Harry!" Hermione hollered.

" Hermione I'm okay," he coughed.

Malfoy saw Ron heading for the door he threw the knife. Harry whispered a word before he passed out. The knife shot through Ron's back. Ron winced in pain. He stood there for a while before he dropped to the floor.

" Revenge is sweet," Malfoy cackled.

He zoomed out of the window. The air became warm and the rain stopped. It was a beautiful morning. Faith crawled over to Ron. Blood seeped out of his back. Faith pulled the knife from his back crying. She held Ron tight as the blood flowed onto her.

" Thank you for being my friend," she cried.

Hermione saw Ron and she flipped. Harry rose from the ground and limped over to Ron. A small smile came onto his face.

" He isn't dead,"

" Harry are you crazy he was stabbed in the back," Fred screamed.

" I whispered a spell before I passed out," he grinned. " I hexed Ron. His wound will heal."

Ron's eyes fluttered opened. The wound on his back began healing it self.

" What happened?"

" Malfoy stabbed you in the back?" Hermione frowned. " Harry saved you."

" Harry your leg," Ron gasped.

" Malfoy that git stabbed my leg," he roared. " But I'll be fine."

" But…

" Watch," he said bringing out a bottle of water.

He poured the liquid on his leg. Suddenly his leg wound disappeared.

" Phoenix tears," he smiled. " I got some from a Phoenix."

" How?"

" She owed me?" Harry explained. " On our way to see you Ron I saw a Phoenix trapped in some bushes so I saved it. And she rewarded me."

" Harry I'm impressed," Hermione smiled.

Fred and George crawled over to their friends and brother.

" You know he is going to keep coming back? Right?" Fred asked.

" Who?" Faith questioned.

" Malfoy,"

" I know," Ron shivered. " We should probably be on our way."

The door opened abruptly and Hermione screamed. Doctor Melvin walked through.

" Is everyone okay?" he asked.

" We're fine," Harry smiled.

" What are you two doing out of bed?" he glared.

Fred and George jumped back into their beds smiling. The doctor turned to Harry and his friends.

" I was trying to think how I knew your name," he pondered. " Then it came to me. You are Ronald Weasley the dangerous werewolf boy. You don't look dangerous to me."

" Don't tell," Ron pleaded.

" Don't worry I won't," he grinned. " I promise. I had a daughter that was a werewolf once until I cured her with wolfsbain."

" We are on a adventure to find the ingredients for wolfsbain," Hermione chirped.

" Well be careful," he smiled.

Harry and his friends waved good-bye to Fred and George then went down the long hallway. Inside the elevator they pressed the number one so they would go back to the waiting room. Outside of the hospital they traveled to the parking lot to find their transportation.

" Whose car?" Ron gaped.

" Uh… we don't know exactly," Harry confessed. " But we didn't have time to worry about that."

" Sweet can I drive?" Ron asked.

" Ron Harry was doing fine," Hermione replied.

" And Ron no offense but you drive like a maniac," Harry piped up.

" Not true," he frowned." I drove us all the way to Hogwarts and…

" Nearly got us killed," Harry answered.

" Well I call the front seat," Ron shouted.

All the kids piled into the car. Slowly the vehicle lifted off the ground.

" Where's our next stop?" Harry asked.

" Pixie meadow," Hermione read from the book.

" Pixie meadow?" he laughed. " Where is that?"

" It says it is located in the heart of fairy field,"

" And where is that?"

" Fairy field is located in the…

" Give me that," Ron growled snatching the book from Hermione. " It is up ahead."

" Well," Hermione huffed.

Below there was a blanket of green land. Harry slowly landed on the ground. Faith turned to look out the window.

" Look everyone!" she screamed.

Everyone looked out the window. Outside little people with wings flew all around their car. Faith tapped at the window when one came close enough.

" Fairies," Hermione grinned.

Once they opened the door they tried to find their way.

" We're now in Fairy field," Hermione pointed at the map in the book. " Pixie meadow should be past those trees."

" These aren't the bad pixies,"

" I'm afraid so Ron," Hermione responded.

" Just great,"

All four friends pushed past the braches of the tall trees. Beyond the point they saw many blue pixies floating around. Faith was about to run in but Hermione held her back.

" Cornish pixies bites are fatal, so be careful," Hermione warned.

" How will we pass them?" Harry asked.

" Let me think," she pondered. " Those leaves can be great invisible dust."

" But Hermione their leaves,"

" Now, but after I crush them," she explained. " They'll be dust."

" So," Ron asked.

" Watch this," Hermione ordered.

She blew the crushed up leaves at Faith. The twelve year old began to fade out and then was gone.

" Whoa, do me next," Ron, shouted.

" Sh Ron the pixies will hear you,"

When all the four of them were invisible they slowly walked through the swarm of Cornish pixies. Hermione nervously held her breath the whole time. When they were on the other side she let out all the air.

" How do we get it off?" Harry asked.

" Easy," she said. " She broke off more leaves.

She blew them at the air and Harry, Ron and Faith showed up. Then she sprinkled them on her self and she came into view.

" Hermione you are a genius," Harry cheered.

" Where are we going now?" Faith asked.

" The book said elf town," she informed. " And it is that way."

" It doesn't seem we are getting anywhere with this wild goose chase," Ron frowned. " And I'm hungry."

Hermione ignored Ron and guided her friends to the Elf Town. Within Elf Town they saw small creatures walking around. Medium size house scattered the area.

" Look a bakery," Ron pointed out.

" Forget about food Ron,"

" Excuse me sir," Hermione politely called.

" Yes," he squeaked. " What are you?"

" Don't be alarmed," she smiled pointing at the map. " We were wondering where this place is."

The small elf man nodded. He pointed up the hill. Hermione thanked him and began climbing the gigantic piece of land. Everyone else followed.

" What are we looking for?" Ron whined.

" This," Hermione smiled pushing the bushes away.

On the other side of the bushes Ron saw a large waterfall and many apple trees. Wildly he ran toward the scene.

" Why here?'

" One of the ingredients is here," she smiled. " They are spread out throughout the magical world."

" I see," Harry grinned.

Ron successfully got him self in the tree. He picked one of the green apples from the bunch. Biting into it he moaned. It was the best thing he every tasted.

" Ron you don't know about those apples," Hermione shouted from below.

" You're right I didn't know they would be so good," he hollered.

" Ron get down and don't eat anymore apples," she warned.

" Why not?" he asked.

He slid down the trunk apple still in hand. He continued to chew and chew. The juice was a little sour but was good going down his dry throat.

" Want one?"

" No," she slapped the fruit out of his hand.

" Read this Ron,"

In the book there was a big green apple underneath there was a warning

Warning: These apples cause hair to fall out and ears to clog up.

" See Ron," Hermione shouted slamming the book.

" Will my hair fall out?" he panicked.

" No you didn't eat the whole apple so you will be okay," she calmed him.

" Good,"

Hermione looked around the area. She jumped for joy once she saw what she was looking for.

" This book says this water is an ingredient," she grinned.

" Good job Hermione," Harry clapped.

" How to store it," she thought. " Harry bring me that rock over there."

" Sure,"

Hermione took the rock and placed it on the ground. She picked up Ron's apple and smashed it on the object. The juice of the apple seeped through the rock making a gigantic hole. Hermione stuck her hand in the hole and pulled out a solid rock cup. She placed the cup in a bag.

" How did you learn how to do that?"

" Oh from this book," she smiled.

Walking over to the waterfall she filled the cup.

" The apple burns through rock," Ron yelled. " I could have…

" No Ron the juice can break down other objects except animal and human flesh," Hermione answered. " Now we have to find purple snake eggs."

" Purple?"

" Come one we have lots of ingredients to find,"

The four determined kids found a pathway going through the waterfall. As they walked through the water washed down on them. On the other side they saw giant dogs with blood red eyes. Their tails had spikes on them. And they had long floppy ears. Horns grew out of their heads.

" Oh no," Hermione kicked the ground. " Those are Spikes. They attack anything that fears them."

" Maybe we should stay on this side," Ron shivered.

" Easy we don't be afraid," Harry smiled.

" I am,"

" Fine do you have a plan then Ron?"

" No,"

" I do," Faith answered.

" What is it?" Hermione asked curios about what a full muggle knew.

The four huddled together and listened to Faith's plan.

" I don't want to do that!" Ron screamed. " I thought you were my friend."

" I am this is just part of the plan,"

" Fine," Ron gulped.

He stepped out into open where all the Spikes could see him. He then picked up a rock and threw it. One of the Spikes came running toward him.

" Go!" Ron shouted.

All three of the kids ran around Ron and snuck past the Spikes. Suddenly one of them saw Harry, Hermione and Faith.

" Uh oh," Faith breathed.

End of chapter eight.