Prophecy ~ Lams (COMPLETED)

Chapter 25: The Atmosphere

I'm SORRY

this is where the angst hits

And remember the french is Google translate

----

JOHN POV

Everything was going swell.

Since Hufflepuff's win at the first Quidditch game of the year, my dad had been only slightly less bitchy towards me. Key word: slightly.

The first Hogsmeade trip of the year had arrived. Eliza had really hyped up the all-wizard town, but I had to get permission from my father. I was going to use our not-so-recent Quidditch win to convince my dad that I should go.

"No."

"Sir, I thought that-"

"No is my final answer. And this time, you will listen to me." I groaned and left his office. Like hell was I going to listen to him.

----

"You got the cloak, right?" Alex asked me. I held up the big bundle of fabric.

"Yeah, you got the map?"

He nodded. "Peggy gave it to me this morning." He pointed his wand at the paper. "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." Ink bloomed across the page.

"Bonjour mon amis! Sorry I'm late." Laf hurried up to us. we all hid right behind a large lion next to the front entrance, where the people with signed permission slips stood.

"Are we can all fit under this thing?" Alex asked.

"Don't worry, Lexi, I have a plan." I aimed the tip of my wand at the cloak. "Engorgio!" The spell bounced off the cape and hit Lafayette's book bag, causing it to swell up.

"Crap! Sorry, Laf, let me fix it." I made his bag normal size again, Alex laughing the whole time.

"Great plan, babe!"

"Hey."

"As much as I like to see Lams in action we should really figure out ou nous allons." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"Peggy said to use the passageway at the one eyed witch statue on the third floor." He knew French and Spanish? I was drowning in his hotness.

"Well, we should get going. And Lex, please don't freak out if Filch sees us," I added.

"I just don't want to get detention! What's wrong with that?"

"Nothing, hon." I ran my hand through his hair affectionately.

"Let's go!"

We arrived at the statue, and after checking to make sure that no one was watching, opened the secret passageway. We crawled single file for what seemed like hours, but I didn't exactly mind. I was behind Alex.

"There's a trapdoor!" Laf called from the front of the line. One by one, we entered a storage room that was filled with boxes of wizard candies.

"So this might be a bit of a struggle," I said, holding up the cloak that was clearly too small to fit all three of us under.

"Ah, well this is where I come in." Laf blinked and his eyes turned sky blue.

"Wait. You're a metamorphmagus and you didn't tell us?" I yelled excitedly, while Alex stood there confused.

"What is a metamorph -whatever you said?"

"Mon ami, A metamorphmagus is someone who can change their appearance at will. We are extremely rare," Laf explained, turning his hair from dark brown to a a bunch of neon hues.