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Chapter 4
Harriet's P.O.V
Every single girl in the class fought to get a seat at the front of the class. Surprisingly, Hermione won. I just sat at the back with Harry, Ron, Dean and Shamus, enjoying the spectacular cat fight. "If you were in there, they'd have more then a few scratches." Ron grinned. "Don't I know it." I laughed. Just then Gilderoy Lockhart himself swept into the classroom in deep pink robes. "Settle down girls." He laughed. When they eventually did Lockhart handed round a bunch of quiz sheets. "Ok, so I've been told that you guy's are very behind, so I've composed a little quiz to see how many of you have read my books. Start." I took one look at the said quiz, flipped it over and started doodling all the ways I was going to inflict pain/kill Lockhart. I signed it with a flourish and handed it back. "Miss Potter, these questions don't seem to be answered."
"Why don't you flip it over and you'll see what I've been doing for the last, ten minuets." I smile sweetly, Lockhart flips it over and is eyes widen until the fill his whole head. Without saying another word he turned and collected the rest of the sheets. Hermione got full marks, what a surprise. Then Lockhart brought out a covered bird cage that was rattling. "I've decided to give you some, shall we say, on the job training. No one scream now, they don't like the noise." He whipped the cover off to reveal about twenty evil looking blue creatures about the size of my hand. Shamus snorted with laughter but Lockhart took it as a scream. "Quite terrify aren't they?" He smiled brightly and unlatched the cage. Pandemonium erupted. Books where everywhere, pages fluted around like little birds, Lockhart yelled a spell that didn't work and his wand was throw out the window. "HARRY!" I yelled over the racket as Lockhart ran out the classroom followed the rest of the class. "DO SOMETHING!"
"WHAT CAN I DO?"
"THEY FLY!" Realisation hit Harry like a brick. He raised his hands and the pixies froze, struggling against the now rock hard air, Harry guided them into their cage, Ron slammed the door and did the latch. The pixies rattled the cage. "That man has no idea what he's don't." I said, flicking my wand to fix the desks. "That much is obvious." Ron agreed looking at his spellotaped wand. "I am so not next time." I said, gathering all the ripped pages with my wand and returning them to the right books. "You have to!" Hermione insisted, fixing a picture of our teacher. "Not if they can't find me. And I refuse to be 'taught' by that mushy brained excuse for a person." I said angrily. "He made one mistake!"
"With everything he's supposedly done he should have know what was going to happen!"
"You're just JELLOUS of him for getting all your attention!" Harry and Ron gasped. "I thought you where my friend." I felt tears gather at the corners of my eyes. "It thought you new me." I sniffed. "But I guess you don't. You think I asked for my parents to be killed? You think I want Voldemort to want me dead? You think I like the fact that people ogle over me and Harry because we stopped the guy when we where a year old? I thought you understood Hermione, but I guess, you're just another person who wanted a piece of fame and now that someone more famous has come along, you just leave." I turned and left, tear falling down my cheeks.
Fred's P.O.V
Harriet didn't turn up for Herbology or lunch, of Transfiguration, or dinner. She just disappeared. Parvati told us she wasn't in her dorm and she defiantly wasn't in the common room. George and I checked the kitchens but she wasn't there. "Have you checked your map?" Neville asked when he got back to the common room from Hagrid. "No, I didn't think of that." Harry pulled the parchment from his pocket and tapped it. Hogwarts spread out in front of us. "She's not on the map!" Ron exclaimed. "The Room of Requirement." Harry said. "Come on." Ron, Neville, Harry, George and I quickly left the common room and made out way to the seventh floor. "We need the place where Harriet is." Harry said, probably feeling pretty stupid talking to a wall. Slowly a large wooden door appeared in front of us. "Should we go in?" We all looked at Neville. "I mean, will she want to talk to us?"
"It's worth a shot." Harry said, pushing open the door. What greeted us was surprising, mainly because it shouldn't have been possible. Harriet was lying on her front on a massive cushion, a whole range of muggle snacks around her. In her hands she was holding a controller which was attached to a bronze box. "Ok team lets do this." She said, that's when I realised she was wearing a strange contraption on her head. "Seaweed Brain, you take on the wolves. No, you can't Percy, just shut up, I'm the teem leader. Anyway, Motors, see if you can fix the ship, Sunshine, go with her and heal any survivors, we do not need any more zombies on the lose. Wise Girl and Maimer, guard the civilians, Thing 1 and Thing 2 you're with me. If anybody gets into trouble call in the backup but for now we should be fine, move out. Yes Wise Girl, I am meant to be in class and no, i don't care if I get kicked out, now move before I feed you to the fucking bears."
"Uh, Harriet." Harry stepped forward. "Harry, I'm busy. Piss off. Thing 1 stop beating up the pixies, they're on our side. Thing 2, get out of that van, we're walking whether you like it or not." Harriet rolled her eyes. "Harriet, it's almost curfew." Ron said. "Don't care. DIE YOU UNDEAD MOTHA FUCKERS!" What ever she was killing was soon gone and she and the other two players moved on. "Harriet, what are you doing?" I asked. "Hang on Things 1 and 2, keep moving forward." Harriet removed the contraption. "What did you say?" She asked. "I was wondering what you're doing." I shrugged. Harriet grinned. "I'm playing a video game." Fred looked confused. "Hang on." She put her contraption on again. "Ok guys." She started talking really fast in ancient Greek. Suddenly Percy, Annabeth, Poppy and four kids I didn't recognise appeared on the screen. "Ok, Percy, do you think you can explain to Fred what a T.V is?"
"I'll try. Basically, A T.V is a box, that. Oh jeez, it's really hard to explain. Um, it's kind of like you moving portraits." I nodded. "Ok, I think I get it, what's a video game?"
"It's a game you play on the T.V, wanna join in?" Said on the boys, he and the boy next to him were identical, they both had curly brown hair, blue eyes and the same trickster grin as George and I. "Uh sure." I shrugged. "And we'll just ah leave." Ron said, awkwardly walking backwards out the room, quickly followed by the others. "Ok, Fred meets Connor and Travis Stoll, son's of Hermes, and what ever they tell you, Travis is a year older, if you ever meet them keep a firm grasp on your valuables. That's Clarisse La Rue, daughter of Aries, tough as shit and she's Nyssa, daughter of Hephaestus, awesome mechanic." She moved along her cushion so I could sit next to her. "Ok guys we're going to teach Mr Rookie here on the job, so lets get to it. Fred you're to need this and this." She handed me a controller and a contraption. "Headphones and a controller." Harriet grinned. "Right, lets get started. Good thing tomorrow's Saturday."