Chpt. 9
"Are you all right?" Hermione asked John, who looked depressed.
He gave her a weak smile, "Yeah, I'm fine. But I doubt anyone who lived to see the end of the world would feel fine."
"I know I didn't," he muttered just loud enough for himself to hear.
"What'd you say mate?" Ron asked.
"Heh, nothing just, um, thinking out loud," he said a little too quickly. He laughed and scratched the back of his head. He began to look around the kitchen, and walked around a bit. He was lost in thought when he began to glow an eerie blue. John didn't seem to notice anything was happening, until Hermione said, "Um, John?"
"Yeah?"
"You're glowing." He looked down at his body and began to run in a crazed manner.
"Oh not again! Not now!" he yelled as he ran around the kitchen. Mrs. Weasley turned away from her cooking to look at John.
"Oh dear," she said faintly.
John closed his eyes and looked like he was concentrating hard on something. The glow around him subsided, but his hand was still incased in the strange blue glow. With a small pop, his hand disappeared completely.
"Oh f***! Not now! Not now! Not ever for Gog's sake! Can't I ever get a break?" Mrs. Weasley was quite stunned by the turn of events and blinked to see if it was real.
"Oh," John said, "That's where it went." He was looking up at the ceiling where a hand was suspended in the air. John lifted up his arm and waved, and the hand did the same. It was then Terezi decided to come in.
She seemed to observe the events at hand, and promptly burst out laughing.
"Oh Gog, this is hilarious," she managed to say between bursts of laughter. John smiled at her as his hand began to slap the air before glowing blue once again and reappearing back on John's arm.
He happily flexed his newly returned arm and laughed, while the other people in the kitchen stared at him in confusion.
"What the bloody hell just happened?" Ron asked. John shrugged, trying his best to look innocent while Terezi cackled in the background. At the incredulous look Hermione and Mrs. Weasley gave him, he decided to expand a little more.
"Okay, look," he said, "I really have no idea what's going on. Ever since I touched this one thing, I keep teleporting to random places. I don't like it, I don't want it, but it happens, okay?"
"When did that happen?" Terezi asked from the background.
"At the end of the three years." Terezi nodded a bit and sat down in a chair. Mrs. Weasley, who had finished cooking, passed plates of food down the table wordlessly. John sat down in a chair and began to pick at the eggs with his fork.
Mrs. Weasley wordlessly left to get the rest of the house, and Terezi sat down next to John and began to sniff the plate in front of her. She lifted the eggs to her nose before inhaling them with a smile. John watched as she began to repeat the process with the rest of her food.
He turned away from Terezi's display when Hermione asked, "What's your life like John?"
He smiled and began to talk. "Well, for thirteen years it was just me and my dad, my mom died when I was born, and I always felt like there was something missing in my life. I was, what would you call it? Homestuck. Yes," he said," Homestuck. I never left my house, not even for school because my dad home-schooled me. So, on my thirteenth birthday I got this game and-"
"I thought we weren't talking about the game," Terezi said between a mouthful of food.
"I'm not going to," he said quickly.
"What's so important about a game?" Hermione snorted, "It's not like they're real."
"Uh, yeah. Right. Um, so I played the game with my friend Rose, my other friend Dave, and my sister Jade."
"Wait," Hermione said, "I thought you said you just lived with your dad. You didn't say anything about a sister."
"Well, Jade's like a half-sister. We're related, but it's really confusing. And she didn't live with me because she lived on an island in the Pacific Ocean, where she was raised by her grandpa who died when he was shot by a toddler dual-wielding flintlock pistols, so Jade was raised by her dog."
"Um, okay?" Ron said, "But this makes no sense. You're like what, fifteen, sixteen? Where did you go for three years?"
"Three years," he said bitterly. "Of absolutely nothing. Just me, Jade, and tons of random Consorts."
"Wait, what about your dad?" Harry asked, confused from how he got from being homestuck to being with Jade and Consorts, whatever they were.
"And what are Consorts?" Hermione asked.
"My dad died," he said simply. "And Jade and I got stuck in this place for three years. And Consorts are awesome, though some of them aren't all that bright. Like, the crocodiles, all they say is, 'nak nak nak nak nak money economy' , and all the iguanas say is 'thip thip thip thip bluh bluh bluh,'. The turtles don't say anything, but at least the salamanders can talk, even if it is very random."
"Oh, that reminds me," John said happily. "I need to take Casey and Vodka Mutini out. I personally like Dr. Meowgon Spangler better but it's Rose's cat."
He pulled out his wallet and sifted through the cards. He grabbed two, and they expanded into two strange shapes.
One was a small black kitten. It looked completely normal except for the extra set of white eyes on its forehead. It mewed happily and jumped onto Harry, who pet it tentatively.
The other animal was the stranger of the two. It looked like a yellow lizard, but it was a foot tall and stood on it's hind legs. It blew a large bubble and popped it.
John squeezed it tight. "This is my adopted salamander daughter, Casey." 'Casey' blew another bubble and popped it in John's face, who simply laughed and wiped the spittle off.
Chpt. 9! Awkward place to end, but whatever. Sorry if anyone's OOC (again). The next update's not going to be for a while because my family's going on vacation for 2 weeks. So, next update's in 2+ weeks. Thanks for all the kind comments and such! No Karkat for you this chapter, but if you want to listen to an awesome Karkat song look up Little Lion Man by Mumford and Sons. Okay, I'll be going now.
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Harry Potter © J.K. Rowling