Curse of a Breaker
A resounding pop announced Bill's arrival in the town of Aswan. It wasn't the largest of the muggle towns that he had been to but that was due to the fact it was the middle of the desert. Heat pounded down on him already, even at the early hour of seven thirty. He walked along the main road of the town heading towards the temple that Tibbo had mentioned to him.
It was a slow walk taking more time that he thought it would. Finally though he made it to the temple. Well it wasn't exactly the temple. No of course the muggles had set up a tourist spot at the temple. He'd need a ticket to get inside the compound. He looked at the signs they were all muggle ones. No there had to be a wizarding one somewhere.
He looked at the posters in the small ticket offices. He caught sight of one that had a golden ball on it. To anyone passing it wouldn't mean much. But to a wizard it was the snitch. The key ball in the game of Quidditch. This was the wizarding entrance, the only one who would know of wizarding money.
A woman stood in the space and smiled at him. Her hair fell in a straight line down her back and her dark eyes were shining at him.
"Fifty Egyptian pounds."
"That's a nice picture of the snitch. Gatherhole loves Quidditch."
She smiled and nodded at him. A ticket was passed straight to him and he walked through into the area. He loved the fact that working for Gringotts got him into all the ancient temples free of charge. It was because the Breakers were expected to know the history of Egypt well enough to understand the curses. Yes he loved that part of his job.
He walked up towards the entrance. He moved through a small room where the muggles waved some sort of beeping machine over him. He knew that he was safe from their sensors they never picked up a wand, why would they? They thought they were just a piece of wood.
Slowly he walked up the sandy path towards the temple of Ramsses II. It was crowded with muggles already. He could see tour groups of people stood around with others telling them of the history. They knew nothing though. No they knew of the fables that the wizarding world had told them. They didn't know that there was magic in this area.
He looked up at the front of the temple. It was magnificent it was the only word for it. There was something about the temple that spoke of great architecture. He walked quickly through the door into the temple. The shade inside gave the impression that it was cool but the heat was sitting in it.
People were 'ohhing' and 'awwing' as they looked at the amazing paintings. As he walked passed one column though a picture on his right caught his eyes. He moved quickly pushing passed the muggles to get a clear look. There was the king Ramsses on a chariot. He was being pulled by a pair of horses and pulling on a bow. Was that the bow of the gods? Could that be the very item that had been lost to time as a myth? Surely it was.
He had to find that bow. He needed to find it before that man. Nothing good could come if it was in his hands. He moved back to the main path and walked up to the back of the temple. He looked at the four statues and remembered the story that it lighted up on Ramsses' birthday. He could just imagine the look on the muggles faces and the ideas they had to explain it.
Os had once said that the muggles believed it was an astrological event. That the Egyptians were smart enough to figure it out. No way. It was the wizards. Ramsses was said to be one of the greatest wizards of ancient times. That's how it was done, with the knowledge of wizards not muggles.
Yet as he looked at the statues he knew that wasn't the importance. No it was finding the scroll. Tibbo had told him the location of it. When the temple had been moved in the 1970's due to the building of the dam and the formation of Lake Nasser they had moved the temple back. It was now on higher land than it had originally been built on. Tibbo had told him that when they taken it apart the ministry officials had found the scroll. They had put it back into a hidden compartment under the seat of the four statues.
Bill pulled out his wand and muttered an enchantment that would keep people out of the statue room for a good ten minutes. He probably wouldn't need all that time, but it was better safe than sorry. He climbed over the rope and faced the statues. Nobody had touched these statues (with exception of the movers) for hundreds of years.
Bending down he moved his wand over the hieroglyphics until he found the one he needed. Touching his wand to it he watched as the compartment opened. His eyes widened as he looked inside. It was empty … Ramah had beaten him to it.
Without skipping a heartbeat Bill sprinted from the room down the temple into the morning air. His eyes scanned the area. Surely he couldn't have beaten him by much. Yet he knew that the man had had a head start. But he didn't have the documents; maybe it had taken him longer.
That's when he noticed it. Over by the fence by the lake. Ramah was sat there looking at something. He had the scroll! Pulling out his wand Bill ran towards him. He needed to get that scroll and quick.
"Accio Scroll."
A smile spread to his face as the papyrus roll flew towards him. Ramah looked up his eyes clouded.
"Weasley what do you want? I paid you already."
"I want the udjat back. You can have your money I don't want it."
"Finally realised what you are? A petty thief. You can't have it, and while I have it I'm untouchable."
He had it with him. He just said so. That was what Bill had been hoping.
"Accio udj–"
"Protego."
Bill watched as his spell bounced away. They were lucky that the muggles were too busy looking at the temple and not them.
"You think that you can beat me. You're wrong Weasley."
Bill looked at him closely and knew what he had to do. He needed to do this the muggle way. He ran quickly at the man. He was within inches when he heard the banishing charm. He flew up into the air and hurled towards Lake Nasser.
As his body hit the water all air burst from him. It was freezing as he went under. He quickly did a bubblehead charm and was rewarded with air. His eyes scanned the scene and he screamed into nothing.
A crocodile was coming straight at him. There was no chance of him out swimming it. So he pointed his wand at him and cast impedimenta watching with relief as the crocodile slowed down. Then using all the strength that he had he kicked to the surface and the bubble charm broke.
He swam to the bank and pulled himself up. He was soaked but he didn't care. He reached the spot where Ramah had stood and felt like he had let the world down. He looked down at the ground and there was a little relief. There was the scroll. Picking it up he knew where he had to go next. Yes this wasn't over.
Sorry for the delay. I've only just finished writing this chapter (While watching Argentina against Serbia and Montenegro) and well its not quite what I wanted but it works. More soon (not much left) just gotta finish writing it.
K.