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"So… How to 'invite' guests," Tom mused, "Step one, find the bloody flying chicken!"
Thud!
"Ow!"
Tom glared at the 'bloody flying chicken' and thought, 'Step two, find a way to strangle said thing without being kicked out.'
The eagle screeched at him and gave a piercing 'I'm watching you' glare with its sharp golden eyes.
"Come over here, er… Bird." He said uncertainly, definitely trying not to offend the eagle in case it decided to attack. Although he was great at agility and spell casting, physical activities were something he was not specialised at.
"His name is Hunter," An amused voice said behind him.
Tom spun and glared coolly at Hermione, "How and when did you get here?"
"I walked, and I just came," Hermione said smirking.
He rolled his eyes, seething with annoyance.
"Hunter, could you give this letter to my Gramps?" She asked her eagle. Hunter cried softly and flew to her, making sure his claws scrape Tom's hair.
Tom huffed with an annoyed air and said, "I also need to send-"
"Wait your turn, Tom," Hermione said grinning, "But I don't think Hunter likes you. You can use my owl, Hedwig." As if they had practiced, a pure white owl with big green eyes flew to them and hooted softly.
Hermione hid a sad smile as she saw an almost carbon copy of Harry's owl. Tom took the owl and put some letters around her leg.
"Take these to Malfoy Manor, Abraxus Malfoy, the House of Black, Alphard and Cygnus Black, Prince House, Eileen Prince and Lestrange Mansion, Killia and Jeremiah Lestrange."
(Pronunciation: Abraxus: a-brac-sus. Alphard: AL-fard. Cygnus: sig-nuss. Eileen: ell-LEE-nuh (soft). Killia: kee-LEE-uh. Jeremiah: je-ruh-my-uh)
Hedwig hooted again and flew out of the window, disappearing into the forest.
Hunter preened his feathers and rubbed his head against Hermione's cheek. Hermione stroked his feathers and attached the letter on his leg, "Fly safely, Hunter. Come back soon."
The royal bird nodded and took flight.
Tom said softly, "I don't think he likes me."
"Isn't that obvious." Hermione muttered.
The moon rose and fell as the two inhabitants of Ravenclaw Castle continued with their individual activities, and soon, the sun broke surface and Tom woke up with a jolt.
Crack! BOOM!
"ARGH!"
Tom quickly changed and hurried to where the sound erupted, the fifth floor.
He opened the door hesitantly and what he saw surprised him.
Hermione was panting as she began to cast a succession of spells so quickly, he could barely see her hands.
I would not like to be at the wrong side of her… He thought.
"Come. In. Tom!" Hermione gasped out as she slashed at a moving target with her dagger that was hidden in the… Upper regions of her shirt.
Tom slowly went in as she said softly, "Stop."
Everything in the room froze and burst into dust, and Hermione dusted herself off, "Did you want anything?"
"Yes," Tom said, adopting his cold attitude, "Why are you… Training… At…" He looked at the watch strapped on his watch, "Five in the morning?"
She laughed mirthlessly, "Where I was from, we had to wake up at two. Be glad I don't force you to train all day, no breaks and sleep for only one hour before you train again. Now if you don't mind, I have to train more, so leave."
It was a dismissal.
Tom rolled his eyes and went out of the room, muttering to himself.
(XDDDD Yeah, he did! He's just… Sleepy!)
Hermione sighed as the door shut behind him. It's better if you're hot and cold with him… Her heart ached as the words 'hot and cold' reminded her of the future, the muggle Katy Perry's song 'Hot n Cold'.
She sighed again as she looked at the crumbled marble target-man and she took out her wand, "Start!"
The target created itself again and sprung back to life and took the form of a dark wizard. It began to shoot spells at her and jump around.
Hermione dodged and shot back non-verbal spells, Crucio! Expelliarmus! Scicious! Hecsmus!
Dark spell after dark spell was shot back and forth, none of the fighters relenting on their barrage of spells
Reducto Maximus!
BOOM!
The marble target-man exploded, raining grit and chunks of pale rock everywhere. Hermione quickly dodged most of the rocks as they began to gather and form again into an identical – but extremely cracked – target-man.
-Tom's room-
Tom was pacing back and forth at the foot of his king sized bed when Hedwig flew through the window and hooted softly with 6 or so letters around her legs.
He thanked the owl and gave her an owl pellet he found on his desk that he was sure that wasn't there when he came in.
"Must have been the house elves…" He muttered as he untied the letters and shooed off the snowy owl.
He opened the first one and found in an elegant script that could only be one person's handwriting. Once he had read the contents he smiled.
Dear T. M. Riddle,
I would be pleased to inform that I will be coming to this place of yours and that I will consent to your terms of agreement – although I may not agree or like them.
I would also like to ask WHY THE BLOODY HELL DIDN'T YOU WRITE TO ME DURING THE OTHER SUMMERS BUT THIS ONE?!
Yours sincerely,
Abraxus Malfoy
Tom looked at the twin letters peeking out underneath the heavy and silky smooth envelope of Abraxus' and opened the first one.
"HELLO TOM!" It yelled, "HA! I PROBABLY GOT YOU SURPRISED WITH THIS CLEVERLY DISGUISED HOWLER, DIDN'T I? ANYWAYS, YEAH, I'M COMING TO YOUR LITTLE PLACE YOU CALL HOME, BUT I'M NOT GOING TO BE PLEASE WITH YOU MESSING 'ROUND MY HEAD. SEE YA TOM! ALPHARD BLACK IS COMING YOUR WAY!" Then the letter tore itself up and Tom was still staring at it shocked. He shook his head and opened Cygnus' letter.
Dear Tom,
I hope my idiot of a brother didn't offend you with the Howler he sent. Don't kill him, my mom would be very much sad. Yes, I can come, but only because I need to get away from that hideous Parkinson girl who keeps sleeping with my father, and I can't believe she's in our 5th Year! Yes, 5th!
Well, I do hope to see you fine and well when we HI TOMMY! Sorry, that was my brother who wrote that when an owl came from my lovely Allegra, and yes, I will consent to you messing around my head although I don't like that thought.
From,
Cygnus Black the big fat dummy
Tom chuckled at the ending. Alphard definitely was the joker of the family, "So… Who's next… Eileen?"
Dear Mister Riddle,
I would be most delighted if you'd allow me to accompany you to your house and yes, I will agree to your wishes.
Love,
Eileen Harmony Prince.
P.S. Hold this letter against something that lets you see colour and gives you warmth.
He frowned at the last sentence and took out his wand, "Since I don't have the sun with me… Lumos." Instantly, words appeared on the other side. He flipped the letter over and began to read it.
Tom, sorry about the snobbiness before…
I think my parents are searching my letters, so I had to make sure my parents won't burn this before reaching you or thinking I'm having an affair. Well, I guess I better pack! See you soon, Tom!
-Leen
"Now the Lestranges." When he scanned it over once, Tom chuckled to see ink splodges everywhere on the paper. He guessed they were fighting over the quill.
Dear Tom,
It's Jeremiah and Killia!
I hope everything's ok there?
I know that I cancome, but I don't know about me so she might not be going to your house since "it is inappropriate for young woman like us to go to men's houses"
I hate that old hag! Not a hag, an evil bit SHE DIDN'T WRITE ANYTHING! I did actually. Well, if I do come, you can erase any bad memories of mine that happened at your home and I hope to see you soon!
Love (I didn't write that, I'd have put SINCERELY I really don't like it when Jerem I don't like it either, Kil when Jeremiah takes my pen, and sorry about this because I'm not a ninny)
Jeremiah and Killia
Tom smirked and tucked the letters into a neat pile, storing them into a box beside his bed. He took out his wand and whispered, "Alertus parchments."
The box glowed a green light and it faded, leaving the box looking very innocent. Tom sighed and sat on his bed, staring at the ceiling, when a crack caught his attention.
Dust trickled from the tiny bits of cracking plaster. His nose twitched slightly as the dust irritated his senses and soon-
CRACK- BOOM!
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Gosh, that ending was sad… I enjoyed writing Alphard, who I will write as even more childish than Sirius! XD Yeah, I feel sad. =P So, review, loyal reader!
(I'm watching you! Review… Or else… MUA HA HA HA!!!!!)