#93 Chicken
Peter was taking a walk by the lake, enjoying the fresh, cool breeze.
Suddenly he felt something brush against his leg. He looked down and saw two chickens circling him.
“Ahh!” he cried as one of them flapped its wings. The other one copied it.
“STOP!” Peter shouted fearfully. But the chickens didn’t stop; instead they started to stab his legs with their beaks violently, which really hurt. Frightened, Peter ran away, screaming girlishly. The chickens chased him.
A few feet away from where he had been, James and Sirius roared with laughter, controlling the wild chickens with their wands. |