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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NATM, AND THE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS. BUT I DO OWN MEGERA/MENIVIA, BERNARD, ELAINE, THE MINOR CHARACTERS THAT ONLY SHOW UP IN ONE CHAPTER AND THE PLOT OF THIS STORY

~PatronusNightFlame

MEGERA's POV

The broken statues moved closer to me. Now I wished I could stop time, and stop them form moving. The thing that scared me most is that most of them didn't have limbs...which will scare the crap out of guests...

I walked around to avoid them, then continued down the hall. The paintings around me started talking, and moving from portrait to portrait. A little like how the people in the portraits at Hogwarts would do.

What is going on.

I went further down the hall. Then I realised my bracelet was glowing. What happens when the bracelet glows? Whats the cause, again?

I searched my memories.

Whenever Ahkmenrah was around. Right... That means...Ahk is here. Right Now...In France...

What? Ugh...Meg you aren't thinking straight.

I shook my head and continued down the hall of portraits. But then again, he was missing from the British Museum...

Ahk's here.

Then, a girlish shriek awoke we from my thoughts. "MEG THE MUSEUM'S ALIVE!" Cried a voice. "MEG!"

Great. Blaise. I thought I put him out for the night, not 10 minutes.

"HOW ARE YOU NOT FREAKING OUT? MUMMIES ARE ALIVE! PAINTINGS CAN TALK! THE DRAWINGS ON VASES CAN MOVE! THE STATUES ARE ALIVE!?" he screamed. "Oh...save me! I'm so scared" I said in my dull voice. "You think I didn't notice?" I questioned, "HOW ARE YOU HANDLING WITH THIS SO WELL?" He asked while shaking me.

"WHATS WRONG WITH YOU?"

"nothing!" lie #6038. I'm a witch for goodness sake!

"WHY AREN'T YOU FREAKING OUT?"

"Because I already have and I decided to stay calm incase anything attacks-"

He put his lips onto mine. My hands were on fire. I pushed his away, causing his uniform to have a shade of brown where my hands were.

"BLOODY HELL?" I shrieked. "WHAT ARE YOU?" He asked by half-screaming, staring down at his uniform. "WHO ARE YOU?"

My heart panicked. Crap. I just used magic. I shouldn't have...

"The bravest person I've ever known"

LARRY's POV

Is it just me...or is there a moving fossil.

I was at the Louvre pyramid. Meeting up with my friend Ross Burgmann. We went to high school together and he had become a professor at umm...Cambridge? Oxford? One of them.

Anyway...Why is there a moving fossil. I stood up and walked towards it. I looked down through the glass pyramid...Moving pictures. Moving Statues.

Weren't there any night guards here? I went to another glass window to take a look. The paintings on walls were moving and talking. A jade lion and a golden pheonix were walking side by side in the museum.

Wait...a jade lion? THAT JADE LION? No...it should be back in New York!

"WHO ARE YOU?" Cried a voice. I walked towards it.

The Louvre needs to improve on it's sound proof systems.

A girl with familiar gold hair was standing with her hands on fire. A young man with "shocked" and "scared" written over his face was standing away from her.

Then...Ahk appeared?

Wait...is that Ahk?

That is! He was holding the tablet...which had a faint red glow...

Wait...RED GLOW? What have I missed? It had only been a few months! Back then the tablet was working properly - despite the fact that it triggered someone's memory causing her to almost die.

Speaking of Meg...that must be Meg! That hair with fire on her palms, who else would it be?

I looked back at the young prince, who was holding his lover's hand, stepping up to protect her...at least that's what I think is going on. The shocked man tried to attack Ahk, but instead he was sent flying backwards.

A gold forcefield surrounded Ahk and Meg. The young man tried to hurt them again.

How dumb is he?

But Lancelot came an flung his sword out, protecting both the prince and the witch.

"Trying to look at the exhibits without a ticket, eh?" Said a voice. I turned around to see who it was.

"Oh! Ross! Hey! Great to see you, man!" I greeted, I embraced my long lost friend. Not really 'long lost' but, it's been a while. "Larry! How great to see you! Where's your son? And wife? I haven't seen them since...since Nicky was 2" he said. I gave him a weak smile, "Nick's back in America with Erica and his stepdad, Don" I said shrugging. Ross's eyes widened, "oh...so I guess, it really didn't work out?" He asked, I nodded. "But it's fine, I mean, Erica and I are neutral, and Nick still likes me more than Don, hah...we're cool." I said, Ross raised his eyebrow. "Nick comes and stays every weekend now, since he's off to collage and stuff...yeah"

Ross said nothing, but he nodded.

"How's Oxford?"

"Cambridge"

"Sorry, Cambridge" I corrected.

"Well...I'm quite surprised and proud of my students. Everything's fine I guess...you know, a student of mine went to New York, to the museum you used to work in,"

"Uh-huh" It wasn't surprising he knew, it was all over the news because 'history came alive' at the museum of natural history.

"And she came back with straight A's and not failing Egyptology!" He exclaimed. "I'm quite disappointed that she bleached and dyed her hair...even when she knew that it was bad for her. I'm afraid she's under the influence of others" he said sighing.

Now why does this story sound so familiar?

"You're talking about Megera Varrowe aren't you? Meg Varrowe?"

His eyes widened. "You know my student?" He questioned, "yeah! She, she...she knows Nick! And she's the night guard's sister" I said. "No wonder she improved on history" Ross said smiling.

"Right, I wanted to show you this idea I came up with, see is Daley Services wants to make it a real thing" he said guiding me away from the glass pyramid. I took a last glance down, but they were gone.

The tablet glowing red and the smithsonian coming alive we're signs...this can't be good.