Why? Oh why did this have to happen to ME? –part 10

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We had arrived back in London. It was time for the yearly Christmas break. Everyone was excited to see their family. I knew that Abigail and Eleanor would be waiting for me on the other side. I had already said my good-byes and had promised Remus that I would come to the Party at the Potters.

"Over here Emily!" I went into the direction of my aunt she was waving her hands like a mad woman while my uncle tried to calm her down. She had found a crate she could stand on and Eleanor was just waiting beside her.

"Hello aunt, uncle, Eleanor, it is nice to see you all."

"Come on child we need to get you home. You're uncle has brought someone you haven't seen in a while." That surprised me I wondered who could possibly be waiting for me. I had written letters to both Eleanor and my aunt. Therefore I knew that my aunt was already aware of my living arrangements and was also aware that I was dating Remus.

By the time that we arrived it was already the afternoon. When we arrived my uncle wasted no time in dragging me towards the living room where a large cage sat. I couldn't believe my eyes I hadn't see him since I was about six years old. It couldn't possibly be the same one could it?

"Uncle is that…?" He only nodded in confirmation I slowly made my way towards the open cage where he was sleeping.

"Yeah I found him near Egypt. I'm still unsure what he was doing there but he wasn't doing so great. He was poisoned I was able to remove it but I thought I should bring him here anyway. Recently there have been hunters looking specifically for his kind. It's some sort of sport that's gone mad. They have almost whipped them all off the face of the earth."

"Why would they do such a thing?"

"I'm not sure myself but I'm pretty sure he's one of the last of his species."

I couldn't believe it I hadn't seen him in so long I almost forgot what he looked like.

"The Manticore, one of the last of its kind it's a shame really they are such fascinating creatures." After that my uncle and aunt left me alone with him.

The Manticore is a rare species that was best known for devouring men. Its preference was devouring only men, not women. It loves a good hunt only few have been able to see it and live. Many have died before they could utter a word of their existence. It had the face of a man and a body of a lion. It had a mouth that held three rows of razor sharp teeth much like a shark and a malevolent voice. It was a voice that can bring any man to his knees and to cower in fear. The speed it held was unrivaled by any man or beast. When its speed would fail its tail would make up for it. It had the tail of a scorpion with poisonous darts that can hit any target with perfect accuracy. The poison in his darts caused its victims to become completely paralyzed.

When I was six I had happened to come across one that was just a baby. It had been injured and being a naïve child I was, I brought it to uncle. I helped him treat it and take it back to its mother and father. At first my uncle was afraid that they would think we were the ones that hurt it. I believe they would have devoured us if the one I had saved hadn't spoken. He explained to his parents that he had been caught by a bear trap and that I had helped nurse him back to health. I had spent three sleepless nights making sure its fever didn't go too high.

We had expected them to pay us back by letting us go. What we got instead was something else…

"If what our child says is true then we have no choice but to pay you back." I was too fascinated to speak I didn't even know they could talk. My uncle on the other hand was frightened but at least he was more composed than I was.

"Just let us live that would be more than enough." His voice trembled I don't think he believed that we would come out of this alive.

"You don't seem to realize our predicament. We may devour humans but we have our own honor. What your niece did has bound us to you. We are indebted to both of you."

"I didn't do it so that you can owe us." It didn't register my mind that those words had left my lips until it was too late.

"That just makes it a greater debt. If for any reason you need our assistance we shall come to your aid."

"But how do we find you?" It was my uncle regardless of his fear I knew that he was intrigued by the turn of events.

"Take this regardless of where you are we will find you." With that they had left before we could blink our eyes. I looked down and found a pair of flutes. They had given us one for each of us.

Even up till this day I carry the flute wherever I go. It was a habit that my uncle had forced me into. He said that if I was ever in any danger that I should use it. Just then the Manticore stirred from its sleeping position.

"Are you alright?" Recognition flashed over his eyes before he turned towards me. He had been ready to pounce but when he recognized my voice he had stilled once again.

"Yes, where am I?" It was still a bit shocking to hear him speak. I had almost forgotten how terrifying his voice can be.

"You are in my aunt and uncles house. My uncle found you in Egypt poisoned can you tell what happened. Can you remember how you got poisoned?" He began to stretch as he contemplated his answer.

"I was running away from a bunch of wizards who were hunting me. They have been hunting my kind for a couple of months now. My family and I had moved to Egypt to seek shelter but we were almost ambushed. We went into hiding I had gone out to find some food but I was ambushed instead. They started to do some weird incantations which almost caused me to black out. I can't remember the rest all I can remember is running. About a year ago we had stopped hunting humans I think that was when they started hunting us instead. My father thinks it is because they believe we have become weak. We only eat animals now like normal lions apparently that hasn't done us any good."

I was in shock I didn't know what to say. I hadn't expected any of this but he had become my friend. I felt compelled to help him in some way. He began to stand up he was opening his wounds again.

"No, stop, you shouldn't be moving or you will open your wounds again."

"I have to go my family is waiting for me."

"You can't go back are you crazy you'll get killed."

"What else do you expect me to do? I refuse to leave them behind."

"If that's the case I'll come too."

"I'm coming as well." I turn around to see my uncle I hadn't noticed him enter the room.

Before we left my uncle had handed me a pin. It is supposed to keep the Ministry of Magic from finding out that I used magic outside of school. My aunt ended up coming along with us we had left as soon as we could. Our friend seemed to be in a bit of a hurry and we couldn't blame him.

It didn't take us long to find his family. They were surprised to see us but nonetheless grateful for the help. We had agreed that they would stay at my home since I lived in the middle of a forest and my house offered the best protection. The forest along with the house had been given to me as a gift. Right when we were about to leave we were confronted by a hunting party.

"Stay back!" My uncle had motioned for the Manticores to stay behind us.

"What's this? This has to be some kind of a joke, since when to wizards protect man-eaters?"

"Leave them alone they have done nothing wrong they no longer eat humans."

"And you believe them what a laugh. No matter we shall finish them once we are done with the lot of you."

"We let you live yet you hunt us down like some animals." It was the father Manticore they were standing alongside us. I had forgotten that they weren't the kind to watch from the side lines.

"Listen to this, you saw us coming and became scarred that is why we are alive. You did not spare us we spared you for later enjoyment. We hunt you down because your animals therefore you should be treated like one."

I'm unsure as to who let out the first spell. In the mists of battle they had struck down a Manticore and would have killed her if I hadn't jumped in. I wasn't sure what I was thinking but I couldn't let them kill them. They didn't want to kill humans otherwise they would have been dead long ago. I don't know why they couldn't just see that and leave them alone. By the end we managed to escape with a few injuries.

"You have saved us for the second time and have given us a place to run free. We are indebted to you all. We are Manticore that stick by our word of honor and you shall have our loyalty. You may use us whenever you wish. We are your humble servants." They were bowing at our feet I could see that they were being completely sincere but that was not what I wanted.

"No, we don't want or need servants," they seemed sad at my proclamation. They must have thought that I wanted something more. "But there is one thing I would like if I may ask?" The Manticore seemed to straighten up at my request.

"Anything, whether it be jewels, servitude, gold it is yours." The other two nodded in unison each waiting for my answer.

"I would like for us to be friends. We did not save you so that you can be in our debt. We saved you because we consider you as friends. I can only hope that if there is another time you may need us that you can come to us as well. We are like family now so please stop bowing its making me feel a little weird."

The three of the Manticores wore a look of surprise. I don't think they expected me to say that but slowly the eldest Manticore stood and took a step forward.

"Thank you."

Those were the only words that had to be uttered for all of to come to an understanding. We had become friends with three of the last surviving Manticores.

Time seemed to fly by it was already the day of the Party. I had asked my aunt and uncle if I could go. They had told me yes and sent me off. I was running a bit late what with everything that had happened only a few days ago. As quickly as I could I made my way to the Potters where I was greeted once again by Mrs. Potter.

"It is nice to see you again Emily."

"It is nice to see you too Mrs. Potter and thank you for inviting me into your home."

"No need for formalities dear, just call me Angela."

I thanked her before stepping inside. I noticed that the house was full of guests from outside it would have seemed as though nobody was home. Everything was decorated in red and silver. There was a small band playing with a pianist. It was soft music that was usually only used for high class events. I made my way upstairs were I knew the rest would be. When I reached it I only found three of the Marauders and no Remus in sight.

"Hey Emily glad you could join us." - James

"Hey James, Sirius, Peter what are you three up to." - Me

"Unfortunately nothing since Prongs refuses to do anything fun." - Sirius

"That's not true and you know it. I can't and you know that." - James

"What's going on?" – Me

"Prongs's parents placed a spell on him to make him behave for the duration of the party." – Peter

"Why?" – Me

"Prongs, over here, got caught constantly trying to jinx a certain guest." – Sirius

I was confused there was something they weren't telling me.

"She started it if she hadn't called me a prat I wouldn't have jinxed her." Both Sirius and Peter rolled their eyes in response.

"She only called you a prat because you insulted her first." – Sirius

"How in the blazes did I insult her?"

"You called her a know it all."

"That's because she called me a moron."

"That wouldn't have happened if you hadn't called her a feminist."

"I wouldn't have called her a feminist if she hadn't called me a sexist pig."

"She wouldn't have called you a sexist pig if you hadn't called her woman."

"That's only because she smacked me."

"That was only because you insinuated that she was a man."

"I didn't know she was there besides whose side are you on anyway."

They had stopped arguing when there was a knock on the door. In walked in Mrs. Potter

"Now James if you promise to leave the poor girl alone. I'll let you go to Hogsmead with your friends tomorrow."

"She started it."

"Now James Lily Evans seems like a perfectly nice girl. I don't understand why you boys have to act like that. Always picking on the girls you like. Why can't you just be a gentleman and tell her how you feel."

I wanted to laugh so hard the look on James's face was priceless. I could see both Sirius and Peter snickering at James from behind. James had a look of betrayal and mortification.

"Mother how can you even say that? I hate Evans I don't like her not now not ever. She is my enemy. Why is everyone against me?"

By the time we managed to get James outside it was already night time. I had yet to see Remus I wanted to ask but I wasn't sure if I should pry into others personal life.

I hadn't realized how long I had stood there staring off into the night sky. It was already dark and everyone else had gone back inside while I stayed there staring into the night sky. I didn't even realize it had gotten cold until I felt two arms wrap around me. My body went stiff I had been caught off guard until I heard the all too familiar voice.

"I'm sorry I'm late." He had only whispered into my ear and I could already feel myself become warm. I had missed him it felt like I hadn't seen him in months even though it had only been a few days.

"I missed you," he had released me and I turned around to face him. I was once again trapped in his blue eyes. They are the same eyes that had caught my attention during first year. I let my arms wrap around his neck and slowly our lips touched. He gave me a soft smile before he kissed me again but this time it was more desperate. He gave me soft kisses on the lips until I pulled away to catch my breath. He proceeded to give me soft kisses along my neck. I had missed this too much.

When we finally pulled away he took me by the hand and pulled me towards the Potters house.

"Come on we should head inside before you catch a cold."

The following day I had to head back since I promised my aunt and uncle that I would spend Christmas with them. By the time I arrived it was already the afternoon and both of them were nowhere in sight. I decided to head on outside to see if she might be taking care of the garden.

When I found no one I figured that they probably left to do some last minute shopping. Leave to my aunt to leave things at the last minute. Just when I was about to head back inside a voice stopped me.

"I think you get fatter every year wouldn't you say." I silently cursed my horrible luck it was him. The guy from next door I hated him with every fiber of my being. He has always been a jerk even when we were kids.

His name is Ephraim we met during the first summer I had come to visit my aunt. It was in that same summer that I began to realize I am a gullible person and that he is the type to take advantage of gullible people.

It was my first summer away from home and I was only five years old. My aunt had told me that there was a kid my age living next door. I quickly tried to meet this person so that I could have someone to play with. He was playing in the backyard with a ball. My aunt had told me that he was a wizard like me.

"Hi my name is Emily." He had stopped doing what he was doing and turned towards me. I was startled for a moment he had black hair and gray eyes. He looked to be a bit older, he looked cute and…

"So"

A complete meanie, what's this guy's problem anyways.

"You don't have to be mean about it. I was just wondering if we could play together."

"You want to play with me?" I just nodded my head in response.

"Okay we can play hide-and-seek. I'll count while you hide." I was so excited that I ended up running off to go hide. It took me about four hours of waiting to realize he wasn't coming. I had to go look for him at his house where he was having dinner. When I accused him of leaving me out there he had only one response.

"You mean you were actually out there waiting bloody hell. You really are a moron." With that he ended up slamming the door in my face.

I had been so upset that I had vowed revenge. By the next summer I had completely forgotten about my revenge. You would think that I would have learned my lesson sadly I hadn't…

"Hey you there!"

"Me?"

"Yes you" Hadn't I seen that boy before.

"What do you want? I don't know you."

"My name is Ephraim and I was wondering if you could keep score." I turned in the direction he pointed and there were a group of boys. All of them holding a broomstick it was a sport that was commonly played by wizards and witches. My parents didn't like me playing these types of sports so I had never flown one.

"Only if you teach me how to fly one?"

"I don't know… it takes time to do that."

"We'll at least let me borrow one."

"Okay deal."

After they played for what seemed like hours they finished and I went running towards him. I couldn't wait I really wanted to try one.

"What do you want?"

"What do you mean what do I want. You promised to let me use one."

"Oh right here take this one as a matter a fact you can have it." I was surprised I had only meant to borrow it maybe he isn't such a bad guy after all.

"Thanks so much I promise to take good care of it."

"Sure whatever go knock yourself out."

I didn't waste any time in trying it out. I had spent about three hours getting that thing to work while the boys laughed at my attempts. It took my aunt to come outside and tell me that the broom I was holding was a just a regular broom; to realize the real reason as to why they were laughing. I was hoping around like a complete moron for three freaking hours and the jerk never once said hey I was kidding. Or hey I'm sorry I gave you the wrong broom. The jack-ass was watching from the sidelines.

Again I had vowed revenge on the stupid jerk and once again by the following summer my revenge was long forgotten. This time my aunt had invited him over for dinner along with some other kids from the block.

My aunt had made spaghetti and meatballs. The desert was apple pie with whipped cream. I absolutely love food therefore it was only logical that I grabbed the biggest bowl.

"If you keep eating like that I'll have to start calling you porker." Yup it had to be the jerk he had to ruin the one moment in my life that I love the most.

"Leave me alone, eat your own food."

"I am unless you want to eat my food too. I bet that all of this food wouldn't be enough to fill that bottomless pit of yours." I could feel my cheeks redden in anger and embarrassment it reminded me of what my father usually said.

"I may be a bottomless pit but at least I don't have to worry about my ego inflating my head like you."

"You're absolutely right you don't need an ego to inflate anything everything is already inflated."

"What did you say?"

"I said your fat."

"I'm not fat! I'm just big boned."

"*scoffs* right that's why your gut is so big. If there are any bones in your body they are most likely animal bones. From all the innocent creatures that get in your way when you get hungry."

"That's it I've had it *Splat*"

Let's just say that spaghetti ended it up everywhere the walls, floor, table while the jerk ended up squeaky clean. Some idiot taught him how to dodge.

I cursed him into the seventh layer of hell. I vowed that the moment that I learned how to do spells that I would hex him until he begged on his knees. The following summer was different because this time I didn't forget what he did. I was more weary of him; I was on constant alert, 24/7.

"Hey Emily" he had walked across his yard towards ours.

"Oh no you don't I'm not falling for it this year, you egotistical brat."

"I deserve that I'm sorry for the way I have been acting." I still had my hands up in defense.

"Oh and why is that?"

"Look I want to say that I was sorry for being such a prat. I don't expect you to forgive me I just hope we can become friends."

"Oh and what caused this sudden change?"

"Well now that I'm nine I've realized that its time I started growing up."

"You really mean it?"

"Of course like I said I don't expect you to trust me." Something told me I shouldn't trust him but then again he looked so sincere I decided why not. Everyone deserves a second chance.

"Okay I forgive you," they were words that I would soon regret.

He took me to a muggle district he had asked my aunt and uncle for permission. I was only eight he promised that we would be going with his older brother he is fifteen at the time. His brother ended up leaving us to our own devices. Once we reached a corner where he asked me to wait. He told me not to move and that if anybody asked me anything to simply answer "Soy una pendeja." He said it was Spanish for I'm waiting for someone.

What I hadn't realized was that I was in front of a Spanish restaurant and that those words didn't mean what he said they meant. After telling like ten people what he said someone who spoke both English and Spanish came up to me.

"Excuse me are you lost?"

"Soy una pendeja"

"Um do you know Spanish?"

"No"

"So you don't know what 'soy una pendeja' means do you?"

"No"

"Who told you to say that?"

"My friend he said it meant that I was waiting for someone."

"I'm sorry but what you are actually saying is 'I'm an idiot'"

I felt my cheeks turn bright red from embarrassment I could hear him laughing at another corner street. He had been watching the entire time while eating ice cream. That's it he had tricked me for the last time. This means war!

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