I see Hermione, Ron and Harry running down the hallway and I automatically disappear into the walls.
Wait, I’m already dead. And I’m invisible so what’s the point of disappearing. I come back out into the opening and see that they are using hushed tones down at the other end of the corridor. I can sense that Snape is coming down in the opposite direction, but he’s not alone. He has Hagrid with him, but he’s trying to back him off into the other direction.
“What do yer mean, they’re up to something?!”
“Hagrid, move out of my way,” says Snape in a terse voice.
“Snape, did yer hear that the Defense against Dark Arts spot is open?”
This made Snape stop and turn around. “What did you say?”
“Umm, yeah! Dumbledore told me that Finch quit. He couldn’t take the students anymore. They were too much of a hassle for him…”
He continued on as Hermione shushed Harry and Ron because she heard nearby voices. They quickly scurried off into a nearby room once they heard the bell ring.
Nora and Patch came out of the classroom hand in hand. Ron oogles and drools over her. Hermione gives him a quick shove because she’s jealous and he trips over his own feet.
“Let’s go, we’re gonna be late to Newbies class. And you know how he reacts when we’re even a second late,” says Harry.
They scoot in and sit in their seats as soon as the bell rings. Newbies gives them a stern look as he begins the class.
I catch sigh of Nora and Patch quickly trying to navigate through the lolly-gaggers that are usually always late to class. I follow them and see that they’re meeting up with Snape.
“What took you guys so long?!,” hisses Snape.
“Sorry, Ron was drooling over Nora,” says Patch, rolling his eyes a little with jealousy.
She gives him a look that says, really? Calm yourself.
“Hagrid kept waiting me up. Or else I could’ve gotten those blasted kids! Agh, they’re always up to something. Do you think they’re planning on reuniting the Wizards and Fallen Angels?”
“Snape, I still don’t understand what’s wrong with Wizard and Fallen Angels getting together again. I mean, we’re talking to each other right now, right?,” says Nora slowly.
He looks at her befuddled and incredulous, storming off.
“Well that set him off.” says Nora.
“Hmmm, I wonder why,” says Patch slyly.
“I mean, I had a point didn’t I? It’s true. We’ve been talking to Snape for a while and even though I’m a Nephilim and you’re a Fallen Angel, he can somehow sand us. It doesn’t make any sense.”
“Babe, listen. We’re only on his side for now, but he doesn’t know that we’re gonna unite them as well. And if that redhead Ron looks at you again, I’m gonna punch him.”
“Patch, calm down! He’s 12! I’m 17! What do you think is gonna happen?! I babysit him and his little sister when his parents are off doing work in other countries. Relax, he’ll be fine. But first, we have to figure out how we’re going to maneuver around Snape without him thinking that we’re actually secretly on the Wizards’ side without them knowing.”
“Hmm…okay I’ve got a plan. I’ve been meaning to tell you this, so come with me.”
As they scurry off into the distance, I see Hagrid fumbling for something in his huge coat.
“Hmm, I knew I had it somewhere here,” he says mumbling as he pats himself down. “Ha! There it is!”
I look and I see it’s the feather. The last feather that Patch has left to survive. He thought he had it, but this is the real one. I can tell because of the rippled edges and the faint glimmer it has to it when it’s turned in the light. Why Hagrid has it? I don’t know. But I do know that something fishy is going on.
I see Hermione getting out of class and going up the stairs that Hagrid is on. He sees her and gives her an evil smile.
“So, I see you’ve got it. Now, it won’t take long to burn this so that the Fallen Angel nation will no longer be able to survive. Killing him will end all of this, Hagrid.” Hermine tone is so severe and evil that I almost die of shock. Oh wait…I’m already dead.
As they turn around, they hear a loud thunder striking boom as Harry comes in with Patch by his side.
“Well hello there, traitors.”