Shout Outs:
the time maker: THANK YOU! I couldn't have asked for a better first review. I was so excited. I wanted to publish another chapter ASAP. It's a bit short, but I'll try to make the next ones longer.
Three cloaked figures walked down the alley, their cloaks billowing in the cold wind. Bulgaria was very cold at this time of year-especially at 1:30 in the morning. They approached a tiny, crumbling down shack made of rotting wood. They each took out sticks, tapped the door three times, and whispered, "Aparacio". Suddenly, a voice with a thick Bulgarian accent spoke to them in their minds.
"Who are you, and vhat are you doing here?"
They thought their answer, "We are The Saviors. We are here to see Viktor Krum."
The molding door shone like burning magnesium. The Saviors had to shield their eyes from the intense light. When the light went out, they went into the tiny shack. They were suddenly inside a huge room with witches and wizards buzzing about, getting food, checking reports, and doing other jobs crucial to the mission at hand. They removed their hoods. Three different sets of hair-one long, brown, and bushy, one flaming red and in a structured mess, and the third was jet black and in an unstructured mess.
A tall Bulgarian wizard approached them, beaming.
"Harry! Ron! And my darling Hermy-ow-ninny!" He kissed her hand as Ron and Harry stifled giggles.
"So, Viktor," inquired Ron, "who came up with 'The Saviors'?"
"I did. I thought it seemed appropriate, since you will be saviors."
"So what information do you have," asked Harry.
"Vell, our team of researchers," he gestured to the Research Section of the Bulgarian chapter of the Order, "haff come up wit dis."
He gave them a slip of paper with strange symbols on them. They saw what looked like Greek symbols.
"Ve found these markings on a tomb in Egypt. Ve realized dees vere not Egyptian, so we began to study it, and found it vas a cipher. In English, it read, 'In the Tilted Tower is a carving. If you find it, you'll be starving.'"
"It's a riddle," said Hermione. "Have you cracked it?"
"Yes, ve haff! Zer is apparently a carving somevere in ze Leaning Towher ohf Piihza. Vrom zer, ve do nhot know…"
"Thank you, Victor. I suppose we're off to Piza."
"Anyzing for you, Hermioninny."
Harry couldn't help but notice the shocked look on Ron's face when Hermione giggled despite the butchering of her name. Ron then preceded to ask:
"Is there anything else we should know," before adding under his breath loser.
Harry caught this and sniggered. Krum and Hermione, however, did neither.
"Yes. I haff a friend in Piza. She vill help you."
"Where can we-er-find her?"
"She vill find you, trust me."
"Thank you, Viktor."
"Please, haff something to drink before you go."
"I'm sorry. We can't we should find this Horcrux as quickly as we can. We'll eat in Piza."
"Okay. I'm sure ve vill meet again. Goodbye, friends."
"Goodbye."
"Bye-bye!"
"Mee-yahj," Ron grumbled. Hermione glared at him.
The three friends left the shack/lair. With the swishing of the cloaks and three cracks, they were gone. They never noticed the spy watching them...