Hello and thanx for the continual reading of this (crappy) story. Don't worry, danger is looming ahead, and naturally the girls will be in and front of the action! let the mystery roll! (Oh and there will be lots of humor in this story too!)
Chapter 6: Stole-away
Amita is a level-headed person. She never do anything without thinking…although there was that one time when she got excited and constantly shout out the wrong answer to her team during that one competition, or when that time when she chased after Yin in a fit of rage only to slip on the ice on the ground…or when that time…ahem as I was saying, Amita is a level-headed person.
So then why is she hiding under the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall?
Good question…and like always we have a good answer for that question.
Amita, the level-headed person, who almost never do anything without thinking, is currently under the table, hiding from one very pissed Potion Master.
It was a good idea too, for you see, we do not often see our Potion Master in such anger, unless you last name is "Potter" that is. (Or perhaps "Longbottom", but it is only in potion class…anyway)
Now, our little Amita here is in some deep trouble.
But surely not Amita! Why she is an angel! She will never cause any trouble for any teachers!
Too bad for her (and great entertainment for us), it is true. Amita is in trouble. She was in trouble with Snape the moment the hat had called out "Gryffindor." And even more so when she blow up her cauldron in potion class.
Now, under the table, she just hopes that the storm would just pass.
Um…that's weird, where's that snake that was with her? You know the big white one? You didn't see it either? Oh, dear, this can't be good.
Why? Well, you see, that snake is no ordinary snake. It's a girl. No really, I'm not making this up!
That snake was once a (annoying) girl name Yin. She was the result of an unfortunate potion mishap. (What a troublesome girl! Now it seems like she is missing, too!)
However, Amita seems unaware that her once human friend was missing; her main concern in mind would be on the angry Snape. Unfortunately, it seems like the slimy old bat had found the cowering Amita…and advancing.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the castle, Yin, who had decided to explore Hogwarts, slithered happily about up and down the halls. Always one to be adventurous and lack patience, Yin was a walking – or in this case, slithering disaster. It was this very disaster did Yin fell prey to one pet-loving Hagrid.
Hagrid took one look at the beautiful white snake, and fell in love. With a grab and a jerk, Hagrid lifted the snake as if was nothing, and took off.
Poor, Yin, not matter how she tried; desperately trying to get away, there was no escape from the loving giant. Thus, hauled she was, onto Hagrid's hunt.
Yin glared as much as a snake would and hissed angrily at the loving giant. If Hagrid wasn't one of the Hogwarts staff members, and if Yin was not ordered not to harm anyone, Yin would have bitten Hagrid by now.
It was all Amita's fault, Yin concluded. If it wasn't for god knows what she put into that potion, it wouldn't have turn out like this. Now I can't change back until the effect wears off…
Thus, poor Yin, unable to return to her original form, was stuck in a rather sticky situation.
Chapter 7: The Five Wonders
Oliver Wood stood at the Quidditch field in content. It had been awhile since he had last seen Hogwarts.
Smiling softly at the memories, Oliver was glad to be standing on a familiar ground.
Perhaps teaching children how to fly wasn't such a bad idea, he thought, It's not like we can play professional Quidditch in such a dark time…with you-know-who returning and all…
Nodding in agreement at his own musings, Oliver smirked slightly at the two identical red-heads next to him. It seems like trouble is heading for Hogwarts in the least expecting form.
When Professor Dumbledore had asked Oliver to help Madame Hooch out in instructing her flying class, Oliver wasn't sure if he should accept the offer or not. Even though all Quidditch games were put on hold, Oliver had hoped that everything would work out in the end.
However that was not so, with the news of the Dark Lord's return, everyone in the wizard world was on edge. The tension did not dissolve and only intensified after several Death Eaters' attacks, especially after the Championship, and the news about the TriWizard Tournament. After that, everything fell apart; with or without the Ministry's insurance that everything was fine. No one was foolish enough to believe or have any confident in the Ministry.
Yet Wood wasn't sure what to do after that. Quidditch was his life.
So, after a few days of considering Professor Dumbledore's offer, Wood decided that he would accept. The games wasn't about to get reschedule; they are canceled. Quidditch will have to wait.
So imagine his surprise when he found himself greeted by redheads on his way to the Headmaster's tower a few days before school starts. Apparently, almost the whole Weasely's family was invited as well; Bill, Charlie, Fred, and George, to precise.
It seems that the Headmaster thought Hogwarts needed some loudness. Bill hired to place some advance charms and shield upon the school Quidditch field, while Charlie was hired as an assistant for Hagrid. As for Fred and George? As far as Wood had heard, Dumbledore missed them; too quiet he said.
Oliver didn't know if he should laugh or gawk at that response.
Nevertheless, there they were; all five of them back in Hogwarts.
Oliver grinned slightly at his thoughts. It was good to be back regardless.
Meanwhile Hagrid was happily carrying one snake off to his hut. As he passed the Quidditch filed, Hagrid spotted three unusual people lingering about. Being the school Gate Keeper that he is, Hagrid narrowed his eyes and walked toward the figures. It was a dark time, and Hagrid was suspicious; he has a school to protect!
"Aye! Who 're ye!" Hagrid shouted to the intruders. "Do ye h've permission to be here?"
The said intruders turned toward the half-giant.
"Hagrid! Mate, how are you?" Charlie was the first to greet the advancing giant.
"Charlie?"
"Yup! Bet you were surprised weren't you?" the Dragon tamer grinned ear to ear.
Hagrid stared, astonished. "What 're ye doing here?"
"Well," Fred or is it George, grinned mischievously. "We were invited by,"
His mirror image cut in, "Bumbledore dearest, and"
"He asked us to decorate Hogwarts,"
"Yes, decorate and lighten up the gloomy place,"
"And who were we to say no, so,"
"So, we packed our bags,"
"Grabbed some things,"
"And came right on over."
Hagrid nodded uncertainly at the twins, unable to fully keep up with them. "Well, it's good to see ye," Hagrid beamed nonetheless.
"Say Hagrid," Fred peaked over the giant's hands, "What do you have over there?"
Hagrid followed Fred's stared and found himself looking at Yin. "This?" he trusted his hand toward the gathering group. "I found her slithering around. Isn't she a beauty?"
In his large hands rested a very unhappy snake.
Chapter 8: Oliver Poisoned!
Yin hissed darkly at the curious eyes above her. She did not like the looks, nope not one bit. And with good reasons too; no one would like those looks from two devil red-heads.
"Hey, Hagrid," one of the devil called out to Yin's jailer, "She doesn't seem very happy."
Yin shifted her head toward the speaker and snapped her jaw at the bit-too-close-demon.
George fell back. "Whoa!"
Yin "humphed" and turned her head haughtily away from the fallen prankster as if she was saying, "serve you right!" and "nyahh!"
The group blinked.
"Well…" Bill said slowly, "I think George just had been had…"
Charlie grinned. "Yea, it seem like so."
Everyone burst out laughter.
Fred smirked, "I think I just might like this snake!"
"Yup," Oliver agreed, "She seem like fun," he cooed at Yin.
Yin glared in offense. Who the hell does he think he is cooing at? I'm not a little kid! Damn it!
However, no one seems to notice Yin's annoyance, and thus, Oliver continued to advance. Taking hold of the snake – with Hagrid's permission of course - Oliver lifted Yin to pet her on the head.
Say the snake-girl was thoroughly pissed was not an understatement. Wanting to get away from, as Yin had now dubbed the group "buffoons", Yin once again snap her jaw in warning…
Unfortunately, at the same time, George who now had gotten up from his fall, wanted to get back at the snake, reached to grab Yin, resulting Yin's fang to actually sink into Oliver's tanned skin.
One second…two second…
"AAAHHHHH!"
Oliver Wood, Quidditch champion, sport-fanatic, and soon-to-be-co- flying-instructor had been bitten…you heard this first from me, the Narrator.
And if you would just step into the Great Hall of Hogwarts, you can hear the distant calls for help.
Harry raised his brow in inquiry. "Hey, Ron did you hear that?"
"What mate?"
"I don't know, but I could have sworn I heard your brothers calling for help," our black haired hero replied.
Ron shook his head, "Nope, although I thought I heard something about Oliver been bitten by a snake."
The two boys shrugged and shook their heads. Some things are just unexplainable. After all, why would Ron's brothers be at Hogwarts? Why would Oliver be at Hogwarts? And why in the world would Oliver be bitten by a snake? There is no snake in Hogwarts. And more so, Oliver would never be near one in the first place.
Walking away, the boys believed that they were just imaging things, and blamed it all on their increasingly large amount of homework.
Unknown to them…Oliver was halted to the Hospital Wing…with Yin still firmly attached to him.
Chapter 9: When You Die, You See Naked Girls
Amita sulked angrily after her encounter with Professor Snape. She swears the guy was like a stalker. No matter where she hides, he was never too far behind.
Amita sighed. It's not fair! It's not like it's her fault that she was bad with cooking. Who could have thought that a simple and small mistake could have such a disastrous result? And to make the matter worst, that stalker-of-a-teacher had gave her detention. DETENTION! Why Amita never, ever gotten a detention before! Oh, the rotten luck.
Now, walking toward the Hospital Wing, Amita was supposed to pick up some list for the batty Professor.
Amita had just entered the room when she was almost flattened by a stamped of red.
"W-w-what?" she spluttered as she fell against the door.
One of the red-headed blurs stopped at Amita's question.
"Oh!" it gasped, "I'm sorry."
Amita looked up; in place of the blur, it was a boy…no man.
The man was tall, Amita gulped, and towered the tiny girl as if she was nothing.
"Here, are you ok?" the man reached out his hand to help Amita to stand up.
Amita nodded wordlessly.
Scratching his head sheepishly, the red-head tried to explain his rudeness. "I'm Bill by the way. I'm sorry if my brothers and I knocked into you. We were in a hurry you see here," Bill gestured at the stiff tanned boy, "our friend Oliver got bitten by a snake and now he had blacked out and well…"
Amita peaked over Bill's towering body to see want the man was indication.
A flash of silver caught her eyes.
"YIN!"
And indeed it was Yin…still firmly attached to the poor blacked out boy.
"What are you doing!" Amita screeched.
The group of red watched fascinated as the white snake show signs of acknowledgement toward the dark skinned girl.
Slowly, after wiggling her white little head slightly, Yin extracted her fangs and hissed darkly.
Amita waited patently for the reply, eyes scowling Yin all the way. "Well?"
"Well… you ssssee Amita,"Yin giggled anxiously as much as a snake would, "I was exploring the groundssss…and and, this giant person came out of nowhere and and he grab me, and then next thing I knew I wassss being carried away." Yin ranted nervously, "Then these people," at this Yin shifted her head to gesture at the stunned and shocked family of red-heads, "came over and tried to pick on me…I tried to make them sssstop with warning bitessss but this idiot-,"
In the background George Weasley came be heard as he gave out an undignified "Hey!"
"He came and tried to grab me and it causssed me to crasssh into the guy on the bed…and my fangssss accidentally really went in!"
Amita sighed…great just what she needed… "So?" Amita rubbed her temple as a headache began to form. "Is he going to be ok?"
"Well…now would be a bad time to tell you that," Yin smiled awkwardly, "I am poisonous…right…"
"YOU ARE WHAT!"
The Weasley who was overly concerned of Oliver condition, put aside their shock of a talking snake, jumped toward Yin each went for an attempt to grab Yin.
It was Bill who got the snake.
Yin at this moment and time hisses loudly and aggressively. "You're hurting me!"
The oldest Weasley brother said nothing for a full minute before looking into Yin's eyes and asks calmly, "Can you help save our friend? Is there a cure?"
Yin nodded slowly. "The poison won't activate for another 35 minutes. You have more than enough time to milk me by then."
"How does that help?" Charlie questioned.
"My poisssson is curable only by my venom…well part of my venom," Yin explained. "All you needed to do is to issssolate the ssssilver tonic from actual grey poisssson everything will be A-ok!"
Amita stared at the snake before her in disbelief. "And how do you suppose we separate them?"
"One word: denssssity,"
"Density? What's that?" Fred inquired, thoroughly confused. He had never heard of such thing.
"Density," Amita answered, "mass over volume. The amount of mass per volume."
Yin bobbled her head in agreement. "Use denssssity and you can sssseparate my venom."
"Uh?" George looked at his brothers, "Did any of you understand that?"
Four heads shook in response.
"I thought so,"
"So how as it we suppose to remove the tonic and venom again?" Bill asked.
Yin sighed. Yup, all idiots.
Amita opened her mouth again to try to explain when she suddenly stop, "Wait, Yin, if it's by density how come your silver and grey are together?"
"There are ssssubsssstancesss that are in my venom to prevent the silver and grey to separate. In H2O however, the ssssubssstancesss get disssovle and letting the difference in density of my silver and grey to divide evenly. It's just how it is with my poison."
Amita nodded understandingly. "I see." And without another moment of hesitation, Amita grabbed Yin roughly, slamming Yin's jaw down at an empty jar and milked her.
Yin struggled a bit before purring.
After the jar was filled with Yin's venom, Amita added water…
Just as Yin had said, the difference in density, the two substances began to separate.
Slowly, Yin filtered out the tonic and tried to feed Oliver; however, the unconscious boy refuses to accept the antidote.
Frustrated Amita glared at the cowering Yin. "Now what? He won't drink it down!"
Yin slivered onto Oliver's shoulder where she had bit him and sighed in defeat, "I was hoping it won't come to this…"
"Come to what?" Charlie questioned.
"Amita," Yin called to the Indian girl, "Dip my fangs into the antidote, I will have to inject it right into the wound. Not only will it cure this guy faster, but it will help him recover better."
Amita nodded and did what Yin had instructed.
Slowly, Yin dipped her fangs into the antidote, fully absorbing the tonic to the tips of her pointy little fangs, Yin advanced the wound carefully.
Softly she sank her coated fangs into the punctured holes, and let the antidote flow.
Oliver was in a deep pit of black when he felt something warm running through his blood. It first started out in his left shoulder before spreading out into his whole body. Soon, the black faded away as all senses came back to him.
Oliver opened his eyes sluggishly. Something heavy was on top of him.
Grunting, Oliver force himself to wake fully.
Big brown eyes blinked at him.
"Hello?" he coughed out roughly.
Taking a good look at the warm thing/person on top of him, Oliver found himself staring at an orientated girl; clearly Asian with dark hair and all. However, it wasn't until Oliver sat up did he realize something really wrong with the girl.
Suddenly, Oliver wonders if he had died and gone to heaven.
The girl was….naked!
Yin was not angry. No, she wasn't. Yin was a lot of things: happy, sad, cheerful, annoying, funny, confident, vexed, and the list goes on. But never, NEVER, was she angry; no, not once.
However, with such a circumstance, Yin had decided to make an acceptance.
Fuming, Yin stalled off from the Hospital Wing, glaring and threatening everyone and anyone in sight.
Sure, she had slapped the poor Oliver Wood pretty hard. You hardly can blame her. The boy had seen her naked. And truthfully, if Yin had it her way, she would have thrown that table at the poor boy too if Amita hadn't stop her.
Oh, and don't forget the Weasley brothers. They too did not fair well against Yin's anger and humiliation. All five of those red-heads sported a large bump on their head as well.
Now, still angry, extremely pissed, Yin stormed through the hallways of Hogwarts.
Never aware that…something dark is coming her way…