Harry clutched Hermione in his arms, “Hermione. Hermione sweetie please wake up. Please!” he pleaded to deaf ears.
A porter entered the compartment. “Is she all right?”
“Expelliarmus!” Harry replied.
The man’s wand flew out of the man’s hands, clattered to the ground and the porter stood holding his hand like a child stunned at being struck for trying to eat one too many cookies.
The man grumbled, “What’d you do that for, Potter?”
“Get back or the next one’s a hex!” the boy threatened.
The disguise fell like a cloak, disappearing in smoke at the man’s feet. “You think you’re a smart one do you, boy?”
“We don’t travel alone,” a woman exclaimed appearing out of nowhere. The anti-apparating spell on the train was obviously no longer working.
Harry fired off a hex which she deflected. The white haired woman laughed using a shield spell to keep her and the other Death Eater from being blasted by Harry‘s attacks.
“You’d best surrender now, boy. We’ve taken the train and you’re not going anywhere,” another Death Eater said from the door at the other end of the compartment. He ducked as Harry flung a fallen trunk at him.
Harry knew he couldn’t keep them all at bay for long but he would try.
“I’m sorry, Hermione,” he said as he fired more spells. “I’m so sorry.”
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The boy smiled as he entered the luggage compartment. It had not been easy getting there through all the fighting. He’d scurried about when he’d had to, to avoid being seen, and when he’d had to he had blasted a few people along the way.
“And what pray tell are you doing here?” a voice from up above asked. “Isn’t there enough fighting going on out there to keep you amused?”
The boy simply smiled as his gaze fixed on a white cat sitting above the door of the compartment above him an open vent.
“Maxie, the name’s Maxie Zeus.”
“Pleased to meet you, I’m sure,” the cat replied. If he intended to introduce himself he showed no inclination to do so now.
“I’ve always thought people I’m going to spell should know my name,” lied Maxie.
“You’re not very swift kid,” the cat replied, “we’re both on the same side. I’m a Death Eater, too.”
“That’s just it. I’m not a Death Eater, I’m just a lowly student!” the boy remarked and blasted the spot where the cat had sat.
“Well, I guess my allegiance is out,” the cat replied running out of the compartment through the open vent. Maxie watched him fleeing.
He didn’t like talking cats, those pesky things were always trouble. Maxie sighed wondering if the nasty curious little beast had been snooping in his possessions.
He walked over to Draco Malfoy’s trunk, popped it open. Nothing interesting there, ridiculously foppish clothing, a few items of questionable use and ownership including invisible ink, and some Weasleys wizard wheezes products, which surprised him considering how he hated the Weasleys. The lack of books did not surprise him, however.
Next he looked through Blaise Zabini’s bag, and found a few interesting magazines, including Wizard Vogue, the muggle Vanity Fair, and Tiger Beat. Pansy Parkinson’s trunk is where he found a shrunken head that did not take nicely to being ejected from the train through an open window. Eventually, Maxie made his way to his own luggage, cuddling his right hand in his left one after the stinging spell he had received trying to open Teddy D. Bear’s trunks.
Having checked the trunks of all those person’s of interest he stopped to sit to catch his breath. Heaving heavy trunks around was back breaking work, thank Morgaine for house elves, this wasn’t a job fit for people. Which left only his trunk, Maxie was worried about the contents but they were guarded by heavy spells. It was necessary, given the delicate nature of his ‘package’ and the necessary delivery of said items to certain individuals, in the exact state they had been given to him. Maxie’s boss did not take kindly to failure, and Maxie was not fond of the metallic acrid taste of defeat either.
His was a dusty old trunk, made to look like any other so as not to draw attention to itself, old brown leather, beaten and covered with old stickers from around the globe. Maxie blew the dust off of it and the spell wavered revealing it for what it truly was, a fancy black leather trunk with gold chains and locks all of which opened at a wave of his hand. He did not immediately open the trunk but whispered a few incantations for it to release it’s lock and allow him to check the contents.
Meanwhile on the roof of the train, Prince the white cat screamed obscenities into the rushing air and vowed revenge against Maxie as soon as he could get into another compartment.
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Originally Posted by Conners
I love how cute Teddy is when he's innocent of what's going on. Or at least when he makes everyone think he doesn't know what's going on.
U_U; Uh, uhm, sorry no, Connie. That's not one of those instances. Teddy does know what's going on ... he really does think like that about Ottery

but that's okay ... he doesn't know he secretly loves his best pal, if he did then he'd really try to kill him, because Teddy doesn't like weaknesses like feelings.
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Originally Posted by Not takin' the pill Connie
But, he's still just as lovable being the pill that he is.
Teddy is not a pill. He's a teddy bear who for this fic, became a human boy.
And no Conners, neither Ottery or Harry end up with Sebastian at the end of this train wreck

Did I just drop a massive spoiler? Or is it just more commentary on the state of this poor fic
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Originally Posted by Maxie
Hmmm?
Mmhmm.
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Originally Posted by Max
LOL! This was funny. That's what you call 'calm in critical situations,' I believe. VERY calm. =DD
Mrs. Jones has been in a lot of trouble, let's just say,

so she's not easily flustered ...
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Originally Posted by Won't take a compliment Max
You flatterer, you! *pounces*
I only speak the truth Max.
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Originally Posted by Obi-Wan
Ooooo! Super cool


Thank you Obi
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Originally Posted by a smilies best friend Lari
:eyeroll:
You mean

rolleyes
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Originally Posted by not a wonton Obi-wan
Yeah that was fake
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Originally Posted by LMAO Lari

I fail to see the humor, Lari
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Originally Posted by Loves the nutters Obi

Hopefully she's on the side of the not-insane-honorable-good-guys

The not-Teddy-and-Otty list you mean

like Ron, Hermione, and Harry.
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Originally Posted by LOL Lari

AHAHAHHAHA! Ahem...Yay

Although...he's a bit sadistic...so not yay?

I don't know Lari, whatever it takes to win, no?

We'll have to see Ottery's reaction to the deaths of ...

I was about to spoil ...
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Originally Posted by Missed the crow but not the train Lari

Crow? *goes to look*
The crow watching everything where this wicked evil loooooooooooong chapter begins, you know, when they get to the train station.

You don't remember? Yeah, I can't blame you

this chapter needs to end, soon.
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Originally Posted by My best pal Lari
I loved this entry by the way, especially the description in the beginning of the uh...state of things

You roxors Lari

I'm glad you're always here ...

you encourage me. I love my readers.
Look everyone, SS borrowed my siggy idea
The moral of this story is: Stay out of Teddy's trunks unless you're invited