The Chicken Chronicles: Saving the Wizarding World

Chapter 4

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'You?'

I was lying on the Forest floor, and my attacker was on top of me, glaring at me.

'Get off me,' I snarled, kicking out at him. My foot caught him in his face. There was a yelp of pain, and Rodney Perks rolled aside, clutching his nose, which was now dripping blood everywhere. I was horrified, if anything. I've never liked blood. I didn't mean to kick the guy. Okay, fine, I did. But he tackled me, for goodness' sake!

Rodney stumbled to his feet, still clutching his bleeding nose.

'Listen ... I didn't mean to ... it was an accident ... are you okay?' I reached forwards, hoping that I hadn't caused too much damage. And anyway, the blood was making me feel nauseous. I wondered vaguely where his sister was.

'Oh, I'm just perfectly fine ... and as for an accident ... let's make this an accident!' and with that, he lunged forwards, his hands outstretched.

But by now, I wasn't going to be an idiot and stand there staring. I leapt aside. But this didn't stop him. He turned around and leaped. His face was a horrible mask of blood ... I felt sick ...

And, just as he was about to strangle me, I vomited all over him. There goes my breakfast. It seemed such a long time ago, breakfast. Sigh.

Well anyway, Rodney just stood there, staring at his shirt which was now covered in sick. Now he looked like some freakish monster, with a mask of blood and a sick-covered shirt.

Before neither of us could do anything more, there was a sound of footsteps, and Sally-Anne Perks came crashing through the trees, her robes scratched and her hair a mess. For one split second, she just stared at us. Then, she made a sort of yelping noise and hurried to Rodney, and began to mop up his bloody face with the sleeve of her robes. 'What did you do to him?' she half-shrieked in my direction.

'I didn't do anything!' I cried indignantly.

'He kicked be!' said Rodney thickly.

'He tackled me first! I was defending myself!'

'Which doesn't explain why he's covered in-' Sally scrunched up her face in disgust, '- vomit.'

'Ah ... I did that.'

Sally stopped mopping up the mess and looked revolted. I felt an odd sense of satisfaction at the look on her face. Just then, Teddy came into view, looking wary. I scooped him up.

'I'b hungry,' said Rodney suddenly, staring pointedly at Teddy.

'Well, you're not getting roast chicken tonight, that's for sure,' I growled, 'nobody touches the chicken. Got it?'

Sally scowled, but she nodded anyway. Rodney's eyes never left Teddy.

'Er ... now, I think we should make a plan,' I said rather lamely, when Teddy pecked my finger.

Rodney stopped staring at Teddy and stared at me instead. 'What pland? If you thik I'll join you Death Eater idiots, you're bistakend.' Again, I felt anger boiling up within me. 'Stuff it, will you? Do I look like a Death Eater to you?' Bad remark.

'Never judge a book by it's cover,' said Sally, frowning at me. Typical Ravenclaws. Always making some wise comment or other. Teddy made a weird growling noise in his throat, which surprised me. I didn't know chickens could growl.

'Then, why are you two judging me, just cause I'm Slytherin?' I said calmly, but inside, I was boiling. Hah. I got them there. They didn't say anyhing.

There was a long silence. Then ...

'Fine. We'll work together for now. If Potter isn't here to save our skins, we'll do it ourselves. And if you ever turn on us, we'll have something to say about it.'

I bit back another one of my little 'comments'. I didn't want to start arguing again. 'Fine.' I held out my hand, and we shook on it.

'So, adyways ...' said Rodney slowly, 'what's for eating?'

Authour's Note: First off, I apologise for not updating for so long, and for the lack of humour. I've been busy digesting HBP, and such. Secondly, I'm very sorry if anyone felt sick themselves while reading this chapter. Bit disgusting, this chapter, I think. Well anyway ... y'know the drill. Review! 'Cause it's fun for me and ... er, you!

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And a huge-mungous thank-you to Emma Barrows and CrimsonReality! I'm really glad you're enjoying it!