Chapter 5
The boat suddenly stopped with a hard jerk, almost causing Kitty to fly into Harry's lap.
"I really, really hate that part of the trip." Nakhte muttered, taking off his seatbelt.
"Where abouts are we?" Wosret questioned, taking off his own seatbelt.
"Almost past Hatshepsut's Mortuary Temple." Kitty replied for her friend, glancing out the window.
"Roughly a half an hour at the speed we're going at." Wosret mumbled to himself, stroking his chin thoughtfully.
Nakhte stood up and yanked down his trunk, nearly squishing poor Kitty with it too.
"What are you doing?" the goddess in training asked, slightly amused as Nakhte took out several weapons from the top of the pile of things he had brought.
Harry and Ron looked cautiously at the weapons, which were a Khepesh sword, two daggers and a shrunken spear.
"My father bought these at the market." Nakhte explained, proudly showing off his hand crafted sword.
"A second hand sword none the less." Ramses sneered as he suddenly appeared in the doorway. "Worthy of nothing more than a master of poor blood."
Nakhte growled low in his throat. "At least I am a pure blooded god and not a worthless half blooded sorcerer."
"You're just jealous that he can take training in the basement with Menhit while those with wizard blood have to study for apprenticeships… if you're lucky enough, that is." Kitty added smoothly, though she was ready to pounce on her prey and listen to his pitiful screams.
"What about Potter and Weasley?" Nefret asked, appearing beside Ramses. "They're full of wizard blood, are they not?"
The two said wizards glared at her.
"Indeed they are, Nefret." Wosret said coolly. "But they were invited into the cabin where there are those of purer blood, therefore they are our guests."
"And guests of those with ancient blood running through their veins, have the same status as we do." Chris finished, looking smug.
"We'll see about that." Ramses replied, narrowing his dark eyes. "We'll see."
Once the door was closed once more, Ron let out a sigh of relief.
"You know, you didn't have to lie about that whole lot with the guests of the ancient blood." He said. "I don't mind."
"Neither do I," Harry added.
Kitty shrugged. "We didn't lie, it's true."
"The whole lot of it," Nakhte folded his hands under his head.
"Though there is a small catch." Wosret said slowly.
"What's that?" Harry questioned, glancing wearily at the teen.
"You two have to dress in formal Ancient Egyptian attire for the feast on Sunday in order for the proclamation to be seen for all that you two are indeed our friends."
Nakhte's closed eyes suddenly flew open wide in horror. "Does that mean the full attire?" he dared to ask. His hand subconsciously reached up and grabbed a fistful of his longish black hair.
Kitty smiled wickedly. "Of course, why ever not?"
"Is that bad?" Ron asked, glancing from Nakhte, to Wosret, to Kitty and back again.
"Bad? It's horrible!" Nakhte shouted. "By the gods it is the worst punishment they could give me!"
"What's that?" Harry questioned, pushing his glasses up farther on his nose.
"You guys all have to cut your hair in the traditional Ancient Egyptian way. Shaved head except for one side lock." Kitty explained. A catlike grin spread across her tanned face.
Harry and Ron both had the same horrified expression on their faces as Nakhte, if not worse.
"She's only joking." Zalika stated shyly as she peeked into the cabin. "It's not part of school uniform."
All the guys who had believed the trick breathed a sigh of relief.
Nakhte ran his dark eyes over Zalika with a raised eyebrow. "You're still dressed weirdly."
Zalika blushed. "I was on my way to the changing rooms when I stopped in, is that a problem?"
"Not at all." Wosret said loudly before Nakhte could. "You'll tell us everything later when we're alone, right?"
Zalika nodded and went on her original course to the change room.
Nakhte continued to inspect his new weapons, when Emma, Hermione and Ginny suddenly appeared in the doorway, all of which seemed slightly out of breath.
"What's wrong?" Kitty demanded immediately, sensing something was amiss.
"The Sets and the Sekhmets are having House War Three on deck. All perfects are to report up there." Emma panted out. Sweat dripped unattractively down all three teenager's faces.
Wosret and Kitty were the first out the door, even though Kitty wasn't even a perfect. Nakhte grabbed his sword and slid it into his belt before running out after them, followed by the four Gryffindors and Emma.
A wave of heat hit the group as they reached the deck and the four from Hogwarts immediately regretted wearing their black robes, as did Nakhte.
Kitty suddenly dove towards Harry and the two fell onto the floor just as a stray curse hit the wall where they had just been standing seconds before.
"You alright?" Kitty asked, getting off Harry and crouching down low behind a pyramid of crates.
"Yeah, the floor broke my fall." The wizard replied sarcastically, getting out his wand.
Kitty just stared at the piece of wood in his hand.
"You've never seen a wand before, have you?" Harry asked, looking over at the goddess in training.
Kitty shook her head. "The W.I.T.'s at the school use spears to control their magic, the rest of us use our hands usually."
"Kitty!" Nakhte hissed. He and the others were a few feet away also crouched behind a stack of crates. "Plan Lioness Jackal Defense, okay?"
Kitty nodded, while Harry just looked confused.
"Just watch and learn." Kitty said with a smirk as she crept silently towards the battle. Nakhte was also creeping towards the battle, only as the large black jackal the four had seen him as in the beginning.
Ramses spotted Kitty and instantly threw a semi-powerful spell at her.
Kitty easily moved out of the way and stood up, before going down onto all fours as a sandy coloured, and rather large, lioness.
"Be still!" she roared loudly. Her eyes began glowing blue as she allowed the magic running through her veins to spread throughout the war zone.
Nefret growled in irritation and threw a powerful spell at the vulnerable lioness. A bright red light hit Kitty's side and her concentration was shattered.
"You are so dead." The teen said in a deadly low voice. Kitty stood up in her human form once more and hissed threateningly.
"We're supposed to be helping the situation, Kit, not making it worse!" Nakhte yelled. He shifted into his jackal form and began to focus all of his power on defending all the spells being thrown until a teacher came up.
"Scared, Miw-Sher?" Nefret taunted, tightening her grip on her long spear.
Kitty gave her an evil toothy grin. "In your dreams."
Hermione looked around the deck in horror. Someone had to do something other than just sit and wait.
Emma, as if reading the witch's mind, turned to Zalika. "I don't think the Defense plan is working, Wanderer. Can't you try a time stop?"
"I could, but I might get knocked out or…" the teen never got to reply, because Nefret chose that point in time to deflect a spell from Kitty over to their crates.
Harry began using the petrifying spell on random Sets and Sekhmets, Ron, Ginny and Hermione joined in after a few moments.
"What in the name of the gods is going on here?" a loud, booming voice demanded. The deck suddenly went deadly silent. A tall man with the head of a jackal, dressed in a traditional Ancient Egyptian kilt, slowly walked into the sunlight.
Harry's scar began tingling slightly as Anubis passed him.
Nakhte looked embarrassed as he shifted back into his human form and made his way back towards the cabins.
"Most of you are in your fifth year, and some are even older." Anubis commented. "The semester hasn't even begun yet and still you fight. For this, you will all be deducted fifty House points each. Is this clear?"
Everyone mumbled a reply and sulked off to their cabins.
Anubis turned to the four from Gryffindor with a cold look to his features. "I am not quite sure how European schools are run, but I am sure that what you four just did right now is not permitted either, is it?"
"N-no, it isn't… Sir." Hermione replied, only because she was the only one who could find their voice.
"Everything's cool, Professor." Kitty stated, walking over to the group while trying to stop her nose from bleeding onto her purple T-shirt. "We were just practicing our dueling techniques so we don't have a repeat in history. Like last year, for instance."
Anubis sneered at the group before walking back into the cool depths of the ship.
Letting out a sigh of relief, Kitty followed after him.
"I should get to the hospital wing." She said, walking down a brightly-lit hallway. "I'll see you all later."
"Are you sure you're alright?" Emma questioned, taking a step towards the teen.
Kitty waved her off. "I'm sure, it's not broken. I'll see you later." She disappeared down the hallway without another word.
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