Hogwarts Overexposed: Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-five
Missing: One brain. Believed to have melted from the sheer stupidity of this story.
"That was the worst night's sleep I've ever had," Kim complained, her body aching all over. "I don't know how Tarzan and Jane ever managed to sleep in a tree."
"Well, for one thing, they had a tree house. For another, Jane didn't have to sleep with one eye open all night for fear that Cheetah would bugger her," Caitlin mumbled. "Every little noise made me twitch." Uh, the Clabbert went for her vagina, and I thought that bugger was slang for sodomize. I guess I should bow to Neil's SUPERIOR mastery of British slang.
"Funny, how back home the sounds of nature are calming and here they're... well, here they're just plain scary."
Caitlin nodded her concurrence. "I hope we get out of this tree soon. I have to pee and I just don't feel right doing it while up here."
"Consider yourself lucky," Kim stated. "I've been holding back a number two all night. I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ABOUT IT. I HOPE YOU DIE OF AN IMPACTED COLON. If I'm required, I could probably bring myself to pee in front of the others, but I'll simply die if I have to do the other item with anyone watching."
"Yeah, some things should always stay private," Caitlin agreed. "I think even Emily might be hesitant about doing that openly. Poor Emily, she most likely thinks we're all dead."
"It's just a matter of time," Kim replied downheartedly.
Caitlin glared at Kim.
"Don't look at me that way. I'm just being rational," Kim explained. "I don't want to die any more than anyone else, but I can't possibly imagine how we're going to get off this island."
"The author will find a way to keep us alive, no matter how utterly implausible it seems! Mum and Dad will find a way," Caitlin said positively. "I just know they will."
"Okay, listen up everyone," Harry called out. "We don't see any signs of the Erumpent or any other dangerous beasts, so we're going to get out of this tree and have an orgy. We'll do up the rope thing again and then slide, one at a time, down to the ground. Then Caitlin will untie it from the limb before she jumps down into my arms. Once we're on firm earth, I'm sure many of you will be keen to get your clothes back on, since you are oppressive 'textiles' in spite of them being rather the worse for wear."
A number of the students, especially the boys, nodded their agreement.
"Then what?" Jeffrey McDowell asked.
"Then we'll decide on the best course of action to take," Harry responded. "Our ultimate goal is to get back to that abandoned work shed on the beach and our Portkeys. We'll discuss our options for doing just that, but first let's get out of this tree. I for one am tired of playing monkey. I mean, my hands are just filthy from flinging my shit around all night!"
Harry and Ron climbed down the makeshift rope first so that they could steady it for the others. Climbing down went much easier than climbing up, although Nora did lose her grip and end up plummeting down on top of both Ron and Harry. It was a toss up as to who was the most embarrassed, student or professors, as they untangled their intertwined bare limbs. WHAT PURPOSE DOES THAT SERVE. Oh wait, it's just another excuse for Harry to touch a naked, underage girl.
They made fast time and soon only Hermione and Caitlin remained in the tree.
"Caitlin, as soon as Hermione is on the ground, untie your end and toss it down," Harry instructed. "Then you jump. Don't worry, Ron and I will be ready to catch you and grope you as you are accustomed."
"Professor Potter, look!" Nora cried out, excitedly. The Ravenclaw girl was anxiously pointing in the direction of an Erumpent, lumbering toward them.
"Hermione, you don't have time to climb down," Harry shouted. "Just jump; you too, Caitlin. Ron and I will catch you."
It was at least twenty feet from the tree limb to the ground, but Hermione didn't hesitate. Unfortunately, Ron wasn't prepared for the impact Hermione's weight, though trim, would have when falling from that height. He was sent sprawling and Hermione hit the ground awkwardly, her ankle shattering on contact.
"What about the clothes rope?" Caitlin asked, neither she nor Harry aware of Hermione's blight. Her blight? What, does she have some sort of parasite or something? Is that why her boobs are so big?
"Just forget it," Harry yelled. "Jump!"
Harry stumbled when Caitlin hit him, but managed to remain upright. Ah yes. Because Ron is just a stupid, filthy Weasley, but Harry can do no wrong.
"Let's get out of here before that thing gets too inquisitive," Harry ordered.
"Harry, I'm sorry. Hermione's hurt," Ron said, his voice etched with remorse. "I dropped her; I think she's broken an ankle."
"Then I'll simply have to carry her," Harry said firmly, certainly not about to leave Hermione behind. So they are fully grown wizards who successfully defeated Voldemort, but they NEVER LEARNED TO MEND BROKEN BONES? Stupid. He effortlessly swept the stunning nude witch into his arms before she had a chance to protest or for that matter even utter a word.
"Everyone, this way," Harry called out, heading in the direction of the safari ride tube.
"But, Harry," Ron exclaimed, running next to his best friend, "I thought you didn't want to stay in the tube? Weren't you apprehensive of being trapped in there?"
"I didn't and I still am," Harry answered, "but Hermione and I discussed it last night. It's seems like the only way out of this place. I'll explain once we're out of harm's way."
Luckily, Harry's earlier supposition concerning the Erumpent seemed to be holding true. The animal didn't seem to be looking for a fight. As long as the group didn't provoke the beast it seemed to be content to let them alone. Unfortunately, Caitlin could not resist shoving her genitals in its face, and it attacked them savagely. They were all killed.
As soon as they were back inside the tube and it was apparent that the Erumpent was not following, Harry placed Hermione gently on the ground.
"Caitlin, will you have a look see at your Mum and do what you can about her ankle?" he asked.
The young girl quickly did as requested and, in spite of Hermione's protests, began methodically examining her mother. When she reached the lower limbs, Caitlin's skilled hands first stroked Hermione left leg, then her right. When she reached her Mum's right ankle, she briefly cupped it in her hands as she closed her eyes. Why does she have to stroke both legs?
"Just a few bruises and her right ankle was shattered," Caitlin said, almost casually. "She's fine now." Ah yes. The REAL reason why Neil made the Trio incompetent: so Caitlin could show off her SUPER SPESHUL abilities.
Harry gazed at both his wife and daughter with astonishment, as Caitlin helped Hermione back to her feet. Caitlin's abilities were now so potent that they sometimes made Madam Pomfrey seem like a fraud by comparison. Oh bitch you did NOT just insult Madam Pomfrey. She will kick your ass.
Once confident that Hermione was satisfactory, Harry gathered Ron and all the students together. "We have to make a decision," Harry said solemnly. "I'd rather we all remain together, but I'll not force anyone to do something with which they are uncomfortable. O RLY? How about forcing them to spend the night cuddled together naked in a tree?
"If I thought that the Ministry had dispatched a rescue team, I'd most likely recommend that we remain here. Regrettably, I think that is doubtful. In all likelihood, they presume us all dead. They're probably having a party to celebrate as we speak. As you all know, there was a second explosion. Hermione and I believe that it occurred near the starting point of the safari ride. If that blast also breached the tube, it could soon be teeming with creatures, possibly Acromantula.
"I feel the tube is our only way to safety, but only if we use it without delay before it becomes infested. I suggest that we follow the tube until we get to the termination point of the ride. Then, if the key fences are still secure, we should be able to follow the main road back to the beach.
"As much as I'd like to, I can't give you any guarantees that we'll all make it. If anyone feels more secure staying here, we will treat you as adults and allow you to make that choice. If we make it home, we'll send back a rescue team. Take a few minutes to make your decision."
Harry turned and walked a distance away in order to give the students the opportunity to discuss the situation privately. Ron and Hermione followed him. Likewise without discussion Jamie, Caitlin and Kim joined the three adults.
"What if the tube is already infested?" Brian asked apprehensively. "We know what is out here. We made it through the night without any problem Death could be waiting around any corner of this damn cylinder."
"True, but how long will we survive here without them," Debby commented. "They're arguably the three greatest heroes of the century." Oh, it's definitely arguable. Especially since their magic skills seem not to have progressed past fourth year.
"If they don't make it, no one will ever be sent to rescue us," Nora added.
"I'd rather take my chance in that tube with them" -Dick glanced at the professors- "then spend my last days here living in constant fear with nothing to eat but bananas," Dick said reluctantly. Heh. Bananas are phallic, just like his name! "What's more, if the tube does become overrun, what's to prevent the creatures from taking over this section of the park?"
It only took a few minutes to reach a unanimous conclusion.
"Do you think it would be safe to go back and grab our clothes?" Lee Wilson asked meekly.
"As long as the Erumpent isn't hanging around," Harry responded understandingly.
"Forget it," Ron said wincing. "It looks like Neil wants maximum nudity the Clabberts had other thoughts."
Everyone looked in the direction of the tree in which they had spent the previous night. A group of the creatures were having a fun time shredding the clothing rope into small pieces.
Kim smiled and whispered to Caitlin. "It looks like I'm no longer the only reluctant nudist."
Kim was correct. Everyone in the group was starkers and would apparently be remaining that way for some time to come. The only exception was Dick Bancroft, who was still clad in his tidy whities. Nora was animatedly quarrelling with Dick, apparently determined that he should get rid of them. Ah yes. Briefs: the ultimate evil.
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They find Rishard's body. He was killed by an Acromantula. Hermione-Sue is so perfect that she feels sorry for him. I feel sorry for him too: he's the most offensive caricature of a gay man that I have ever come across (and I've read Jack Chick, so that's saying something). He was holding a bomb, which they decide to take with them despite having NO IDEA of how or when it will detonate. Oh, and apparently it's just sticks of dynamite. Silly Rishard. C4 is a MUCH better option.
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As they moved along, Harry kept referencing the map plans they had found with Simone's body.
"Hermione, have you noticed the numbers that are engraved every so often on the tube?"
"Yes, I have."
"I'm not sure what they indicate, probably just panel numbers, but the same numbers are posted on this map," Harry said. "At least it gives us an idea of where we are and how much further we have to go."
"Number fifty," Hermione said, pointing to the nearest panel.
"According to the map, that means we are now in the region inhabited by the Quintapeds," Harry explained. "The numbers should be decreasing. When we reach number one we should be at the end of the tube and back on safe ground."
"Forty-nine," Hermione said excitedly. Harry had to smile. Hermione sounded like a little girl and that turned him on like nothing else! calling off mileage posts on a Muggle highway.
"Forty-eight."
With every number that Hermione called out, the smiles of the group increased. Soon everyone was calling out the numbers in unison.
"Twenty-five."
"Quiet, everyone!" Jamie said, hushing the group. "I think I heard something."
Everyone stopped and remained motionless.
"What did it sound like?" Ron asked.
"I'm not sure exactly," Jamie replied. "Wait, there it is again."
This time everyone heard a distinctive fapping clicking sound. Ron's face paled. He would never forget that sound. It was the sound the author made whenever the girls got naked or lost control of their bladders. Worse, it was getting louder and more frequent.
"Penis Spiders!" Ron called out. "And not just one or two. They're moving this way."
Harry grabbed Hermione's hand. "Do we run or fight?" he asked.
Hermione forced a smile. "I'm not prone to running," she said courageously. That's not courageous, that's just STUPID. But then again, I'm not exactly Gryffindor material.
"Ron, give me that Muggle bomb," Harry ordered.
"Harry, no! I won't let you sacrifice yourself," Hermione cried. Harry the suicide bomber?
"I assure you that I'm not going to play hero," Harry answered her. "I doubt there is enough explosive to kill them all anyway, but it might get two or three and make the others hesitant."
"How are you going to set it off?" she asked concernedly.
"I figured a few well placed Reducto Cruses might do the trick," Harry clarified. So they are going to shatter the bomb into pieces and that will detonate it? TNT is pretty unstable, but I think they'd just be destroying it.
"But what if the blast breaches open the tube?" Ron queried. Why couldn't they just use MAGIC to make some sort of barrier? Shield charms? Conjuring something? Anything?
"Then my friend, we'll have a choice of whether we want to be killed by the Acromantula or the Quintaped," Harry replied pointedly.
The students had overheard the conversation of the professors and knew that their remaining time was short.
"I've been a fool for seventeen years," Bancroft declared. "Zacherley, for what it's worth, I'm sorry for being such a prat. My brother seems to be the only one in the family with any brains."
Really? I liked the old Dick better.
"I don't know about that," Jamie said, giving her one time nemesis a grin. "You managed to find yourself a jewel of a girl. I only wish you both had the opportunity to spend the rest of your lives together."
"We do," Nora said, forcing a laugh. "Unfortunately it will probably be less than an hour. I don't want to die a virgin! Take me now, Dick!"
Harry placed the bomb in position and then the group backed away so that they could avoid the direct impact of the blast. "Jamie, will you assist Hermione, Ron and I?" Harry asked. "The rest of you keep low."
Harry surveyed the students; they were so young and held such promise. No war was worth the cost of innocent sacrifice. Meh, these kids are anything but innocent. Kill them all, I say. It's the American students that I feel bad for.
"They're getting closer," Harry said as the distinctive fapping clicking became more and more intense. "There must be at least a couple dozen of the monsters. Wait until I give the signal, then hurl your first spell at the bomb. Then hit the ground. The blast should take out at least a few of them and cause the others to temporarily retreat. If the tube bursts, we'll all make a run for the opening." He laughed. "If we're going to breathe our last breath, let's at least make it fresh air."
Kim gave Caitlin a hug as the two girls waited apprehensively.
They could now see the first of the monstrous eight-eyed penis spiders. "On three!" Harry shouted.
The penis spiders were twelve feet from the bomb.
"One!"
Six feet.
"Two!"
The first few penis spiders were adjacent to the device.
"Three!"
As one, they pointed their wands and shouted, "Reducto!" Then all four lunged to and hugged the floor as flesh, blood and hairy legs were strewn around them.
When Harry looked up he saw the remains of four, possibly five penis spiders; it was hard to be certain. The detonation had also managed to breach the protective tube. "Is everyone okay?" Harry shouted.
Receiving no notice to the contrary, he called, "Hurry, everybody out through the break."
Once out of the tube, Hermione's first priority was to take a head count. Once she was sure everyone had made it out safely, she turned to Harry. "I could hear the penis spiders regrouping to attack again," she said. "I think there are too many of them for us to handle."
"I don't think we'll have to worry about the Acromantula killing us," Harry said, pointing to a pack of Quintapeds that had every path of escape blocked.
Slowing the carnivorous beasts, which have a particular taste for humans, started advancing on the group.
"This is it then, isn't it, Harry?" Hermione asked, forlornly.
Tears welled in Harry's eyes. "I love you Hermione, but unless you have a miracle up your sleeve, the next time we'll talk will be when you meet my parents. I just never thought it would end like this; alone on a deserted island."
"You're not alone!" shouted a voice from behind them. "You've got us!"
Was he already dead or was he just dreaming? Damn, that sounded like Neville's voice, but how could...
Harry turned to see Neville "Deus Ex Machina" Longbottom helping an extremely pregnant Ginny through the break in the safari ride tube. On Ginny's other side was a girl with straggly, waist-length, dirty-blonde hair, very pale eyebrows, and protuberant eyes: Luna Lovegood. Severus Snape, Katie and Professor Flitwick followed them. Sam hurried to Ron's side, tears streaming down her face. Students followed the faculty, mostly sixth and seventh years. Alex and Amanda pushed their way through to Jamie, Emily hurrying in their wake.
The assemblage wasn't just composed of Hogwarts students and faculty; townspeople were also represented. Harry saw Stan Shunpike, whose release from Azkaban he had been instrumental in obtaining, and Florean Fortescue, who Harry had rescued from Voldemort's clutches. Uh yeah...he died, actually. Sorry about that. Of course Fred and George Weasley were there. In all nearly two hundred people had come to their rescue. Harry had been so overwhelmed that he had momentarily forgotten all about the Quintaped that had them surrounded. They were all eaten messily.
When he turned again to face them, they were gone. Legend has it that the original Quintaped were Transfigured humans. Evidently the breed had maintained a large degree of their human intelligence and realized they were sorely out numbered.
"Sorry, we took so long," Neville said, giving Harry and Hermione a wink, "but we had to do a little exterminating on the way here. Is everyone all right?"
"Our group is fine," Harry said, choking back his emotions. "But, all except for two, the American team along with their coach perished; so did Rishard Simone. But how did you guys find us? How did you know we were alive?"
"You have that persuasive, beautiful blonde to thank for that," Neville said, indicating Luna. Luna was looking around, a vacant expression on her face, trying to find the beautiful girl to whom Neville was referring. "Her and Dr. Soderbergh; between them, they convinced us that the Ministry was lying yet once more."
At last Luna turned her protuberant eyes upon Harry in surprise. "Harry, do you know that you're naked?" she asked seriously. She gave Harry an approving once over and then looked at Hermione and then at all the other survivors. "You're all nude. Are you all members of some alliance? Is this an initiation? Should I be naked, too?"
Luna had started unbuttoning her blouse as she spoke and was about to remove it when Harry stopped her. Ron gave Harry an annoyed look that caused Sam to punch him hard on the arm.
"What was that for?" Ron complained. "I wasn't going to touch, but you can't blame a bloke for wanting to window shop." Really? I can't imagine Ron pulling something like that when he was MARRIED. The only girl he ever reacted to like that was Fleur, and she was part Veela.
"If you do any more window shopping, I'll have to think twice about the welcome home present I was going to give you," Sam threatened. She turned to Hermione. "I'm not sure if I even want to know why you're all naked, but you might want to find something to cover yourselves with. Justin Finch-Fletchley from the Daily Prophet is here with us and his photographer accompanied him. They lagged behind to take pictures of the dead Acromantula, but I'm sure they'll be joining us before long."
Harry and the others were offered garments to cover themselves with before Justin and his photographer got to see them nude; even Caitlin reluctantly covered up. Harry, Ron and Hermione all agreed to sit for an interview with Justin and Luna, but begged that it be conducted back at Hogwarts. Everyone was eager to bid farewell to Fantastic Island. And I was eager to bid farewell to YOUR HORRENDOUS RIP-OFF OF JURASSIC PARK. MAY DINOSAURS BITE OFF YOUR TESTICLES AND SHRED YOU SLOWLY, NEIL.
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There is some really boring exposition. Apparently Luna has an invisibility cloak? Oh, and no chapter would be complete without someone commenting about how big Ron's wang is! Harry thinks Luna should run for Minister of Magic. Look, I love Luna, but she would be a TERRIBLE minister.
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"I must be the most pandered to woman in the entire world," Hermione sighed, after experiencing still yet another orgasm Harry had spent the entire evening pleasuring her, while rebuffing all of Hermione's efforts to return the favor. "Are you sure I can't at least do you once?"
"Not tonight," Harry insisted. "Tonight is all about you and how much I adore you." Well, maybe she WANTS to return the favor? Geez, Harry. And why is it all about Hermione? Did she do something extra special that Harry didn't?
"In that case why don't you give me a kiss and then just hold and caress me until we drift off to sleep," Hermione asked, cuddling closer to her lover.
"Your wish is my command," Harry teased, kissing Hermione deeply and passionately.
"I can taste me on your lips," Hermione confessed bashfully. Yeah, I don't think that's a turn-on for most straight women. "I feel so lucky and spoiled. There was a time I thought I'd grow up to be a lonely spinster like Madam Pince."
"You can't be serious," Harry said. "You're beautiful."
"Have you forgotten the unattractive bucktoothed girl you met on the Hogwarts Express?" Hermione asked. "The girl without any friends." She sighed. "Even when you, Ron and I became best friends, neither of you ever saw me as a girl. Is it any wonder that I jumped at the chance to go to the Yule Ball with Victor?" Oh, or how about the fact that she genuinely liked him?
"I admit that for many years, I was blind," Harry said. "Even when I realized how lovely you were, I was ignorant of my true feelings toward you." Oh, his true feelings? Like how he loves her LIKE A SISTER?
"It all worked out for the best," Hermione sighed. "Although I genuinely missed you the five years we were apart."
Harry nodded desolately. "It must be awful to be alone; not have anyone to love or love you in return."
"You're thinking about Luna, aren't you?" Hermione asked.
"How did you know?"
"I know you," Hermione answered. "You've always had a soft spot in your heart for her, and I hear there is a lot of really great Harry/Luna fic out there."
Harry suddenly looked defensive.
"Don't get excited," Hermione said reassuringly. "I'm not jealous. I know you don't have those types of feelings for her. It's just that you care about her and feel sorry for her."
"Do you think she was telling the truth when she said that I was the first man she'd ever seen naked? Wouldn't that mean that she's never had sex?" Oh, the horror of being in your early twenties and never having had sex!
"I've never known Luna to lie," Hermione remarked. "Maybe she just hasn't met the right guy yet."
"Do you think she plays for the other team?" Harry asked.
"I don't think so," Hermione replied, "but then it's really none of our business unless she chooses to tell us tricky to tell if a person is gay unless they openly flaunt it like Rishard did. Ginny never mentioned anything and I imagine she would have known; she and Luna became best friends during their last three years of school."
Blah blah blah. They talk about how Luna would be a great Minster of Magic. I am still not convinced. Oh, and Hermione finally convinces Harry to let her blow him.
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Friday, June 30, 2006
It was the last day of the school year and as customary breakfast was a noisy event. Some students were saying their final good byes, this being their final year at Hogwarts. Others would be returning in the autumn, but would not see best friends for two long months. TWO WHOLE MONTHS? Say it isn't so!
"It has been an eventful year," the Headmaster said, speaking to Hermione and Harry as they sat down for breakfast.
"You always were one to understate things, Severus," Hermione replied, giving the Headmaster a meaningful smile. Snape hexed her into oblivion for smiling at him.
Hermione looked out over the sea of students, some smiling and laughing, others crying as they hugged friends.
Blah blah blah. There is an article in the Daily Prophet about how Percy should be impeached and Luna should run. It's stupid.
"We need to go to Flourish and Blotts. Jamie has to put in an order for next years Charms textbooks and I want to take a look see at Emeric Switch's new revised Transfiguration series. Then we're going to meet Caitlin and Emily for lunch and go shopping."
"Sounds like you girls have the day all planned," Harry said. "I guess I'll go flying for awhile and then curl up with a good book. Just Crookshanks, Alfred and I."
"I'm sorry, Harry. I didn't mean to exclude you," Hermione said. "Would you like to come with us?"
"No. You girls enjoy your day. I was just giving you a..."
"Hermione, the baby is coming," Katie Bell yelled. "Ginny's water broke on the way down here for breakfast."
"Harry, I have to go," Hermione squawked excitedly. Why? Wouldn't Ginny want her husband there, not SueMione? "Would you please explain to Jamie and ask her to pick up an evaluation copy of Switch's book for me?"
Before Harry could answer, Hermione was scurrying from the Great Hall.
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"Draco's a dad! That's hard to believe," Harry said, shaking his head. "The womanizer has a daughter. Since when was Draco a womanizer? He had a steady relationship with Pansy during school, and was never shown hitting on girls. That poor girl won't be allowed to date until she's thirty-five. Draco will assume that all boys are as lecherous as he was."
"Oh Harry! Molly is just a tiny baby. It will be a long time before her dad has to worry about boys," Hermione exclaimed. "Ben and her will only be a year apart in school. Wouldn't it be something if they..."
"Don't even think it," Harry said barging in. "I've tried to reconcile my differences with Malfoy and I think I've done a fair job, but I'd rather not think about our children someday dating. I wouldn't stop it, but I'd certainly never encourage it either." I'm guessing that Harry does not ship Albus Severus/Scorpius, then?
"Mum! Dad! Is Jamie with you?" Emily called out, as she and Caitlin burst into the room.
"No," answered Hermione. "I thought you three were meeting for lunch." Hermione looked to Harry. "You did talk with Jamie this morning didn't you?"
"Yeah! She understood your wish to be with Ginny," Harry said. "Jamie said that she would pick up that book for you and then meet Caitlin and Emily for lunch." Harry turned to Emily and Caitlin. "Maybe you guys just somehow missed each other in Hogsmeade. Have you checked the castle? Maybe she's in her new professor's quarters."
"We checked everywhere in the castle, she's not here," Caitlin muttered nervously. "And no one saw her in Hogsmeade. We checked everyplace. She never even went to Flourish and Blotts. It's like she just disappeared." Woohoo!
Harry ran for the Marauder's Map and quickly confirmed that Jamie was indeed not in the castle.
"Where can she be," Hermione asked concernedly. "She's certainly no little girl that has to report her every move to us, but ... Harry, Jamie wouldn't just go wandering off and not tell anyone. She's too responsible."
"You don't think she could have been kidnapped, do you?" Caitlin at last asked.
"Why would anyone want to abduct Jamie?" Emily questioned. "She's not rich and certainly no celebrity." It's the boobs, Emily.
"Harry," Hermione cried. "What if it was a case of mistaken identity? What if someone was after me and snatched Jamie by mistake."
"Who would want to kidnap you Mum?" Emily asked and then realized whom and answered her own question. "Slytherin!"
Hermione, Emily and Caitlin all looked at Harry hoping he would immediately dismiss this conjecture as preposterous, but he didn't. Harry didn't want to acknowledge it, but he was concerned that in all probability that was exactly what happened.
Something distressed him even more. What if Slytherin dealt with mistakes in the same manner as Voldemort? Harry's dreams were still haunted by images of that day.
Here, Neil just copy-pastes directly from Goblet of Fire.
Harry couldn't control his emotions. Tears formed in his eyes. Was it by now too late? Was Jamie already dead? Wow, I can't believe we ended this story on a happy note! I'm impressed!
End of Chapter 25 and of book three.
Chapter Twenty-Four: Dead or Alive ~ Table of Contents ~ Hogwarts Underexposed: A New Girl in Town - Chapter One: The Message
Hogwarts Overexposed is FINISHED! Thanks to everyone who commented on, linked, or recced this sporking. I am not exaggerating when I say that I couldn't have done it without you. I'll probably take a few days off before I start on Hogwarts Underexposed, because it's even worse than this one.
And now, I'm going to get drunk and play the Lego Harry Potter game, because it is the most adorable thing in the entire world. :)