Kapitel 112: Fullmetal Wizard | Chapter 112
Five o'clock rolled around, and both Ed and Harry were once again knocking on the Toad woman's door. They entered together when they were told to.
As he sat before the blank parchment and pointed black quill on the lace covered table, Harry found himself wondering just what Ed was planning.
He was both greatly concerned over Ed, knowing well he couldn't loose much more blood without passing out completely by just standing up, and dearly wished to witness if it would be Ron who'd make the team at the tryouts this year. Both were oddly equally important in his mind, though he knew, just knew in his head, that Ed was the one taking a much much bigger risk.
Unless mere death really wasn't worse than utter, complete embarrassment before one's peers..
They began writing.
Harry's cut dug deeper. Stinging and smarting.
I must not tell lies
I must not tell lies
Blood tricked down his wrist onto the parchment.
I must not tell lies
I must not tell lies
He looked up whenever he thought he could risk it. Those dark figures swooping about the three goal posts..Whoever was defending the goalposts was doing a very poor job indeed. He hoped that Keeper wasn't Ron.
There was a distinctive clank! across the room. And Harry's stomach flipped and sank at the same time. He glanced at the sound and saw Ed slumped on his own lace covered table. Left hand hanging limply down his side, and sharp black quill lay innocently on the floor beneath. Harry could even see blood as it dribbled down from what had to be his own carved in sentence on his arm.
"Mr. Elric? Now's not the time for you to be sleeping." Came the honey sweet voice of Professor Umbridge.
Ed did not move in response.
Drip drip
drip drip.
"Mr. Elric..? Sit up this instant."
Drip drip
drip drip.
Harry thought 'Gone horribly wrong if this was..' as he got up from his chair and went to him. But before he could so much as touch him...
"Sit back down. Now. Carry on with your lines." Professor Umbridge said as she rose from her own chair and swooped around over to Ed's table. She looked him over, then reached out with her short, be-ringed fingers for his dangling left arm. There was no resistance at all to her touch as she lifted it, something which Harry knew Ed had to find repulsive to receive from most people, but especially so from the pink toad if the past few days were anything to judge by.
"Oh dear." she said in a sweetly girlish voice. "How unfortunate."
"You killed him..." Harry said. "You..you killed him..."
"Mr. Potter.."
The sound was very slight, but Harry heard it most clearly. It was a groan, and it was indeed coming from Ed.
"There now..we're all.."
Ed jerked up out of the chair so fast Harry had a hard time figuring out exactly what he did. All he knew was this: Umbridge slammed her back against the wall by his lace covered table, face set in a sort of panicked surprise; Both the lace covered table, AND the chair he sat in, fell over with a rather large crash; And Ed himself was in something of a crouch, both hands up in that martial arts pose he had seen during the summer months, his back against Umbridge's large, and quite solid desk, breathing loudly.
Right then he was saying SOMETHING in that language of his, and his golden eyes scanned the room in a kind of sleepy daze. He wiped his chin with his quivering left hand, and his legs seemed to give out from beneath him, making him fall to his behind.
"Vhat..vhat happened?" Ed gasped as he looked around him.
"You went out." Harry said softly. "Again."
"Vas..?"
"Mr. Potter, turn about."
Harry glared at the toad woman, who was regaining something of her composure and chose to fiddle with her pink sweater sleeves. With great reluctance, Harry turned about and faced the wall.
"Now..Mr. Elric.. could you tell me.."
"I tell YOU nodhing." Ed said vehemently, making an awful lot of noise, banging into the desk with what had to be one of his metal parts..Harry could only guess it was the arm. There was the sound of papers being scattered and the thumps of several more things hitting the ground as if from a height. He glanced quickly and saw Ed was actually trying to stand, but kept falling back or slipping, just so, before he found his balance.
"Mr. Potter..you were saying this was not the first time Mr. Elric..went 'out of it'?"
"We tried to taking him to the wing several times. He.."
"Shut it, Harry." Ed said. "Iz not her buziness."
"She's needs to know, Ed."
"Shut it!!" Ed gasped.
"But..She's killing you... "
"Mr. Elric? I believe you have something you should be telling me. No..make that I know there is something you ought to be telling me."
Ed's gasping breaths were the only sound for a while. Harry tried to catch Ed's eyes, but Ed was looking at the floor.
"You 'Ministry Appointed Instructor'." Ed said in a whisper, and Harry saw him bang his metal fist to the floor over and over. "Figure it out for yourself."
"I..see..." She said at length, voice very girly and sugary. "Mr. Elric, your time with me is done. I will take you to that hospital wing myself."
"I am get dhere on my own legs." Ed said, as he pulled himself up, using the now cleared desk as a brace. "I vill have no more of you. Ministry Appointed Instructor."
"Very well." She said, and Harry had to look away as she slipped behind her desk to her chair. "I believe I have fulfilled by duties as far as you are concerned, Mr. Elric. For now."
Harry heard Ed grunt. There was a shuffling kind of noise, and Harry glanced back to see that the source of the sound was Ed's feet, as he practically dragged them along as he walked. Once he was on the other side of the door, and it was almost closed, Ed looked directly at him, held up a familiar wrapper, and gave a little wink.
Then, he slammed the door shut with a loud bang!...
Harry didn't know what to think, and looked back at the wall. That wrapper looked an awful lot like.
'..Fainting Fancies..?' Harry thought, and hope rose within him.
The sun was still up and Quiddich tryouts were still on. Harry picked up his quill, and just as the nib touched the parchment..
The entire room was engulfed in glowing blue archs that looked a lot like electric bolts. Harry couldn't begin to count them all, and certainly couldn't tell where, exactly they were coming from. He jumped out of his own chair and backed up to the door, covering his head with his arms. Blinded by the light, he couldn't tell what was going on at all. Then, as suddenly as it began, it stopped.
He lifted his arms and looked around. What caught his eye immediately was the...box..where Umbridge's desk had been. It stretched from floor to ceiling, walls smooth and looking like it was made solidly of wood. The corners each had a sculpture of what looked like a bull, only with very very sharp teeth and fangs--no..those HAD to be tusks, fangs were shorter, right? Each also sported a pair of bat wings that neatly outlined..
He squinted. Right along the top on each side were a series of small holes lined up neatly. It was like it was a giant..bug jar or something. It was through those holes that he heard what could only be the toad woman.
"Professor Umbridge? Are you alright?" Harry called out.
"Let me out! Let me out this instant!!" She was demanding between incoherent screams.
"I..don't know how." Harry said.
"IDIOT CHILD!! Then go GET someone who does!!" She yelled.
"I.." Harry thought about it..Then... "I think Professor McGonagall's at the tryout..she'll be the best for.."
"JUST GO!!!"
Harry smiled widely, and left without a second thought or trace of regret.
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