The Chicken Chronicles: Saving the Wizarding World

Chapter 2

Disclaimer : The only thing I own is Teddy. Everything else belongs to someone other than me who is a multi-millionairre.

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When I opened my eyes again, I was still on the floor, and the chicken was still looking at me with it's black beady eyes.

'Sorry for scaring you,' said the Chicken-Who-Speaks.

'You talk.' I brought myself up to a sitting position.

'I know. And you are rather rude,' the chicken pointed out.

I scowled. 'I'm not being rude, you're the one who's not giving any explanations as to why a bloody chicken is talking to me!' Immediately after I said it, I wished I hadn't. Now I really sounded rude.

'I'm not a bloody chicken,' it said, looking hurt. He gave one sad cluck. 'I only wanted to now who you are. After all, you're th first person who actually cares about me. They left me out there to die. I should have know it was too good to be true.' And with that, he walked into an opening in the wall. The opening looked as if it had been torn open. I thought of the spirits that everyone said had haunted this place.

'Hey, where are you going?' I called after him. But he didn't answer. I watched as his bright yellow plumage disappeared down the dark tunnel. I swore under my breath. How could I be so stupid?

Just then, I heard a sound so horrible that I screamed like there was no tomorrow.

It was the sound of a chicken's screams (Or should that be clucks?) of terror.

I whipped out my wand and ran into the opening in the wall. It was very dark, and I couldn't see anything.

'Impedimenta!'

The blast of light went flying through the air, illuminating two people who were hanging onto the chicken. I just saw the shocked looks on their faces before my spell hit them. Well, one of them, at least. The other one yelled something in a strangled voice, dropped the chicken and ran right at me.

Ever been seconds form being crashed into, knowing exactly what is going to happen ... but you stand there anyway? Yeah well, that's what happened to me. I myself don't know why I didn't just step out of the way. Must be an inches-from-disaster thing.

'OOF!'

CRASH.

SQUAWK!

'WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SISTER?'

'Hey, I was just-' I got punched in the jaw.

'Listen, will y-' got kicked in the gut this time.

'Bloody -' now pushed backwards into the wall.

'Stupefy!'

Wow. Didn't think of doing that. Whoever it was who attacked me was sprawled on the ground in front of me.

'Right now. Listen, will you? I only cursed that sister of yours 'cause you were attacking my chicken buddy! What were you thinking anyway?' I rubbed my bruised jaw, scowling at the boy at my feet. He was wearing very dusty clothes and had messy, curly black hair.

'Sorry,' said a feminine voice from behind me. I turned around. 'We didn't know he was yours. But we were hungry, and, well, desperate.'

The speaker was a girl with the same black hair as the boy, but hers was straight and plaited.

The chicken gave the girl one horrified look at the word 'hungry' and came running towards me, clucking madly with his feathers all stuck up in odd directions. I scooped him up into my arms.

'Er, I don't think you should eat him ... hungry though you are,' I added apologetically, ' but Teddy' I made a name up pretty quick, 'is my chicken. He's my friend. Not my dinner.'

The girl's face went red. 'Sorry,' she mumbled. 'I'm Sally, by the way. Sally-Anne Perks. And that's my brother, Rodney.' she indicated the curly-haired heap on the floor.

'No problem. I'm Blaise. Blaise Zabini. And this is Teddy.' the newly-named Teddy gave a tiny cluck, and I knew that he approved of the name I chose. But Sally didn't look so friendly anymore.

'You're a Slytherin,' she hissed, while helping her brother off the floor. 'Why aren't you out there turning people into slaves?'

Back to my Slytherin status. Why couldn't people just leave the fact alone? 'So what if I am? Doesn't mean I should be out there killing people.'

Now Rodney was standing, and he gave me one cold hard stare. 'We don't trust you.'

I felt mad at that moment. As much as I rather enjoyed being a Slytherin, ignored though I am, I hated it when people judged me by what house I'm in. 'Yeah? See if I care. C'mon Teddy.' And with that, I walked out of the tunnel, back into the Shrieking Shack.

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Authour's Note: This chapter isn't really getting anywhere, but I had to introduce Sally and Rodney. Sorry if it took a long time! Well, leave a review!

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