Tucker: Let's get it started on, ha!
Me: Let's get the story on here!
Dani: Like she said, let the story begin!
Danny woke up with the sun blinding his eyes. He groaned. "Great, it's going to be burning hot today, I just know!"
"The hell are you talking about? It's November!"
Danny sat up to see Draco. "Yeah, sure it's November. But it's only the first of the month. And the sun is terribly bright. Anyway, Quidditch is today, right?"
Draco nodded. "Yep. Our house versus Gryffindor."
Danny scratched his head. "At least there are no classes today." He got out of bed and dressed himself. "Anyway, I'm going to go to breakfast. See ya!"
Danny left the Slytherin common room and headed towards the Grand Hall. On his way, he met up with Tucker. They continued their way to the Great Hall. When they arrived, they saw that Harry was not eating. Ron and Hermione were trying to help him.
"Take, a bit of toast, mate. Go on!" Ron gestured. Hermione looked at the boy who lived.
"Ron's right, Harry. You're going to need your strength today."
Harry sighed. "I'm not hungry."
Danny decided to join the conversation as he and Tucker sat down. "Do I need to force feed you? Because I will if I have to. Especially since breakfast is the most important meal of the day."
Harry rolled his eyes at him. "I don't care. I'm not hungry."He muttered. Just then, Snape walked up to the group. He looked down at Harry.
"Good luck today, Potter. Then again, now that you've proven yourself against a troll, a little game of Quidditch should be easy work for you. Even if it is against Slytherin." The teacher said before walking away. Harry thought for a moment before looking back at the group.
"That explains the blood!"
Hermione rose an eyebrow. "Blood?"
"Listen, last night, I'm guessing Snape let the troll in as a diversion so he could try and get past that three headed dog. But, he got himself bitten, so that's why he had that giant gash in his leg."
"But why woul-"
Danny laughed. "Harry, giant gashes like that aren't dog bites! That gash Professor Snape had looked nothing like it marks! Besides, he was dealing with the intruder that let the troll in."
"And how do you know?" Ron questioned.
"Let's just say I'm great at persuading people into giving me information."
The group was interrupted by the sound of an owl. They looked up to see Hedwig carrying a broom wrapped in paper. It flew towards Harry and dropped the package. Harry caught it.
"This is an odd time to get mail, isn't it?" Hermione asked Harry.
"B-but I never get mail!" He stated.
A smile formed on Ron's face. "Let's open it."
Tucker smirked. "I can't wait to see what type of broom it is!"
The golden trio ignored the techno geek as they ripped the paper off the broom. Harry gasped. "Ow wow, Tucker! It really is a broomstick."
"It's not just any broomstick, Harry!" Ron pointed out. "It's a Nimbus 2000!"
"But who..." Harry trailed off to see Hedwig perch on the table where Minerva McGonagall was. She pat the owl and looked at him, smiling. Harry smiled back.
Danny noticed this. "That's one nice teacher you have." He said as he bit into his pancakes. "After all, not many teachers buy their students gifts as expensive as that."
Harry nodded. "Yeah. Although, one thing has been bugging me."
"What?"
"When we accidentally went onto the third floor, what did you mean by you having an alibi?"
"I was staying after with a teacher. Needless to say, I was let out late."
"Oh."
Sam walked up to the group, Cujo following her. "Hey guys. And Danny, I hope you don't mind that I took Cujo for a walk."
Danny shrugged. "It's fine." He looked at the ghost puppy. "Come here boy!"
Cujo barked before jumping up onto the young halfa's lap. As he petted the Cujo, Danny laughed. "You know, if Valerie were here, she'd so kill me!"
Tucker snorted. "Dude, aren't you already halfway?"
"Good point! Since that's the case, I guess I should say that she'd finish off the job!"
The Amity Trio bursted out laughing. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were stricken by this. "Why are you joking about being killed? Death is a serious thing!" Ron blurted. Danny laughed even harder, causing Ron to glare at him. "I'm not joking! Death is a serious thing in Hogwarts!"
"Like I care! It's funny to talk about my death." Danny snickered. "Not like it's likely to happen though!"
"You don't know that! You're only eleven!"
"You'd be surprised by what I know Ron. You seriously would be."
"Whatever you say, Danny. Whatever you say." Ron sighed. After breakfast, Danny parted from the group to go get his tablet. Cujo followed him to the Slytherin dorm. When they arrived, Danny looked through his things until he found his tablet. Then he searched for some of the candy he had bought the day before. Once he got ahold of it, he changed into more lightweight clothing and began to head out, telling Cujo to stay. However, as he walked out of the Slytherin common room, he bumped into Snape, who looked down at him.
"My, perfect timing, Mr. Fenton. I was looking for you."
Danny rose an eyebrow. "Why?"
"Come. We'll talk on the way."
Danny complied, curious as to what the man was going to say. As they walked, the young halfa noticed that Snape was in a somewhat good mood, not that you could tell from his face. After all, most people aren't empaths, and it takes an empath to read someone like Snape. Luckily for Danny, he was already an empath before gaining his ghost half, which intensified his empathic abilities tenfold. And Snape's energy was screaming excitement. With this knowledge on hand, Danny looked up at his teacher. "It seems like someone is excited for Quidditch!"
"Only a little bit. However, you shouldn't use your empathic abilities on others, Mr. Fenton. They may not understand such talents."
"Yeah, I know. But at the same time, I really don't care. But how did you know?"
"I may have known a few empaths in my lifetime. Now to business, I would like it if you help me with keeping an eye on Mr. Potter."
"What?"
"I know that someone is out to murder him, and that person is in the school. And yes, Minerva has told me of your helping her with getting information in the forest."
Danny thought for a moment before his eyes widened. "That explains the course of events! Why Neville's broom acted up! The chaos in the forest! The troll situation!The killer must be Voldemort-"
"The One Who Must Not Be Named." Snape corrected.
"Names don't scare me, Professor. They're just words. Anyway, if he is drinking unicorn blood, then that means that he has to have latched himself on someone that is on school grounds! Which means that the person he latched onto is also living a half life! Now that that person is- oh Netherworld! He's going to try something during the Quidditch game!"
Snape nodded. "That is why I'm asking for you to keep an eye on him."
"Got it. And if anything happens, use any counter curse you can. I'll try and find out who the assailant is." Danny said before walking away. "See you professor!"
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Danny was sitting in the back of the Slytherin bleachers as the game began. He watched as the players from each team flew out on their broomsticks. He heard the speaker as she explained the rules of the game. Once the quaffle was thrown into the air, the game began. Gryffindor scored the first points. They scored a second time. But as soon as one of the Slytherin beaters hit Oliver Wood, the Gryffindor keeper, with a bludger, things began to change. Slytherin now started to earn points, and were ruthless on the airfield. Then Danny noticed Harry making his move to get the snitch. However, the young Gryffindor's broom started acting up, doing things a broom shouldn't do. Danny glared. Shit, the assailant is on the move!
The young halfa turned invisible and quickly scouted the area for who wasn't blinking. He knew that Snape wasn't blinking because of the counter curse, so he didn't mind him. What did bother him was Quirrell, who also wasn't blinking. He was near Snape, muttering something that sounded like a curse to Danny. He glared at the teacher before noticing Hermione under the bleachers, about to set Snape's cloak on fire. Seeing this, he quickly overshadowed the teacher right behind Snape and pointed out the fire, pushing Quirrell while doing so. As soon as Quirrell lost his concentration, Harry's broomstick stirred back to normal. The boy who lived went back into the chase. And so was the Slytherin seeker. They took a dive straight down. When the snitch was too close to the ground, the Slytherin seeker stopped following to he wouldn't crash. Harry, on the other hand, did not. He continued to follow the snitch. He stood on his broomstick and reached out. However, he leaned a bit too forward and fell right off his broom. Everyone gasped as Harry threw up the snitch, winning the game. Danny left the teacher's body and invisibly smiled before returning to his seat on the Slytherin bleachers. He grabbed his belongings and headed with the rest of his house back to the Slytherin common room.
The moment Cujo saw the young halfa, he barked and literally flew into Danny's arms. The other Slytherins looked at them weirdly. Danny laughed nervously. "Um, Cujo might have gotten into some of my candy. You know, the one that makes you levitate? I bought some before school." He lied. Yes, he did get the candy he spoke of. However, he bought it the day before and knew that Cujo didn't ransack the candy. Even so, it was the perfect excuse to ghost puppy's real identity. And needless to say, it worked. The other kids shrugged and went back to getting ready for lunch. Danny internally sighed in relief and put away his belongings. After, he and Cujo went to the Great Hall to meet up with Sam and Tucker for lunch. Together, they talked about the movie Logan and created as many conspiracy theories as they could about Logan's death (sorry if it's a spoiler to ya!). After lunch, Danny went down to Snape's office to tell him what he had observed. He knocked on the door before going in. "Hey Professor Snape."
"Hello Mr. Fenton."
"I'm here to tell you about who I suspect is the assailant."
"Who?"
"Quirrell. He wasn't blinking and he was muttering something as Harry's broom steered out of control."
"And how did you see this?"
"Binoculars sir. When he was pushed and his concentration was off, Harry's broom went back to normal."
"I will most certainly keep an eye on him. Thank you Mr. Fenton."
"No prob! Anyway, I'm gonna go. See ya!" And with that, Danny left.
Me: Well, that's short and sweet! However, next chapter will have a very icy forecast!
Danny: I better hope so! I'm sweating balls here! Which everyone knows Dash doesn't have!
Dash: What?!
Danny: Instead he only has a dick that he shoves his personality into and jacks off with!
Dash: FENTON! I'M GONNA KILL YOU! *chases after Danny*
Danny: *running from Dash* I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY!
Dani: Danny is so going to beat the jock in this one.
Tucker and Sam: Yep.
Me: I better hope so. He does have ghost powers after all.
Vlad: And you guys call me the fruitloop.
Me, Sam, Tucker, and Dani: THAT'S BECAUSE YOU ARE!
Vlad: Fudgebuckets!
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