The Chicken Chronicles : Saving The Wizarding World

Chapter 3

Disclaimer: If you really think that I own the Potterverse, lick your elbow.

See? I don't own it. :D

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When one plans to sleep on the floor, he or she usually brings their own blanket, or a mattress, depending on their tastes.

I am a mattress person.

Teddy, it seems, is a 'anywhere flat and not infested with snakes' person. Or chicken.

But in the Shrieking Shack, when you are scared stiff of spirits and complete strangers attempting to roast you for dinner, the only person (or chicken) who will even manage a short nap will have to be Teddy. I couldn't sleep, whether I wanted to or not. But even if Teddy could sleep all he wanted, he was still a bit shaken with the 'hungry and desperate' incident.

As for Sally and Rodney, I figure that they're still in that tunnel opening thing. They didn't come out after us.

I lay there on the floor, my cloak wrapped around me and Teddy. It was unusually cold. I got up stiffly and walked over to the boarded up window. I peeked through a crack.

It was raining. And no, there wasn't any lightning. But that wasn't all I noticed. The town was close to empty. Most of the shops were smoking - I figure that they had been burning not long before. I went back to Teddy and gave him a small poke.

'It's raining,' I said.

'I know,' Teddy ruffled his feathers. 'So what do we do now?' My mind was blank.

'Er ... stay here?'

Teddy seemed really impatient all of a sudden and started squawking very fast in Chickenese. (A/N : I love playing with words ... hee!) 'The world has been taken over!' he said in English. 'We're supposed to save it!' And all this coming from a chicken. Makes me wonder whether my brain wasn't functioning right.

'We don't have to,' I said uncomfortably. 'The Potter boy will sort everything out. He's done it loads of times according to Dumbledore.'

Teddy sighed. 'If I remember correctly, he's dead. Didn't you see Voldemort with the boy's robes? So it's up to us.'

I remembered Voldemort standing there in the middle of Hogsmeade with the bloody and torn robes. Horrible sight. I grumbled. 'Fine. Come on. Where to?' I put my cloak back on and scooped Teddy up into my arms.

'Hogwarts. That Sally girl in the tunnel said that everyone is being turned into slaves. We'll rescue them first and see whether there are anyone who are in their right state of mind to help.' I wondered vaguely whether I was in my right state of mind. I'm taking advice from a talking chicken for goodness sake!

'Right,' I said aloud.

And with that, we walked out of the door of the Shrieking Shack.

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We were in the Forbidden Forest. When Teddy first said that we needed to get into the forest, I freaked out. After all ... it was forbidden. There should be a perfectly good reason for it to be forbidden in the first place. I didn't want to know what was living in the dark shadow of the forest. We had to go one huge round until we reached the Forest. It was a tough job trying to keep hidden, but miraculously, we made it.

'Lumos!'

I lighted my wand. Although the narrow beam of light it produced wasn't really that helpful due to the fact that I couldn't see anywhere farther than around three feet. But then, it was the only thing we had.

'Well, this is a fine mess,' I said. 'Now what do we do? We're in the middle of nowhere! We should have just went in through the front gate!'

'And get killed?' Teddy pecked my finger. Painful. But not so bad.

I didn't reply. We walked on in silence, only broken by my footsteps on the forest floor. It was a while, but I soon noticed that the trees around us were thinning, and it was easier to see.

'Nearly there!' I whispered excitedly.

In my excitement, I didn't hear the extra set of footsteps coming from behind. Then I heard them. But before I could turn around to see, something heavy tackled into me from behind. It felt oddly familiar. I yelled, and Teddy squawked hysterically.

I managed to twist around, and saw the face of my attacker.

'You?'

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Author's Note: Here's a tasty little cliffie for you to chew on! See whether you can guess who it is. I dropped a huge clue up there. Anyway, sorry for this taking an awful long time, but I wasn't really in the mood to write. :ducks rotten tomatoes:

Shout Outs!

Miss Piratess:nods: Uh-huh. I love being dramatic. Heehee.

Drakken's Woman: Oh yes. Very horrifying. After all, he's never been in any kind of danger before.

Emma Barrows: Glad you like it!