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"So this is the other branch of PEIP? Not what I expected." Taylor turned to Jeff. She had opened up more, especially to the Starkids and Owen, as they got more comfortable with each of them.
"I didn't think there was another branch until today." He muttered, though it was loud enough for the teen to hear.
"Huh." Towering over the group was a tower (Ha ha I'm so funny) that could've rivaled Stark Tower. It didn't look as much like a llama, because instead of a helicopter pad on one side of the structure, it went all the way around the building, but if you looked at it from a certain few angles, it did have llama-like characteristics. The tower itself was made of mostly glass and metal, well, the sides were. In the night, you would be able to see into the individual levels, and see the different purpose each floor had, but since the entire area was surrounded by giant-ass trees, nobody would ever be able to from the outside world, only the select few that worked for or knew about the organization that some could say actually controlled the government.
"It's huge. Are we going that high up?" Ron asked. He was a little anxious to go up high after the whole debacle with his father's car and the Whomping Willow.
"Joe would hate it too." Joey commented.
"Yeah, remember when during our plane ride to London for the meetup thing, he was on the plane with his Voldemort costume on, because we had the show as soon as we landed, and were doing skits, and the first one was the Zefron scene from AVPM, and he was so worried that if we crashed he would forever be known as 'the shirtless dude in the cape who drowned in the Atlantic'? He hates heights." Lauren reminisced, but the name of he-who-must-not-be-named triggered something in Ron, something he hadn't thought about in a long, long time.
"As long as Harry's around, you'll always be second best! But if Harry were gone, then we could be together forever!" Hermione said from the poster in Ron's hands.
"B-But Harry's my friend!" He replied, not realizing he was talking to a piece of paper.
"But don't you want me Ron, don't you?" The beautiful face of the girl he loved asked him, smiling.
"Yes!" He said.
"Don't you want me Ron?" She pouted.
"YES!" He yelled
"Then you know what you gotta do!" She asked, though it was more of an order.
"Yes. I must kill Harry" Ron no longer had control of his actions. He took the sword in his hands and started swinging it towards his best friend. It was the most terrifying thing he'd ever done or seen. More terrifying than crashing into a murderous tree, more terrifying than spiders, but all the 12 year old could think about was that if he didn't fight the, the demon that was taking over his mind, his best friend would die at his hands.
"Ron. Ron! It's not actually her! It's an illusion! You beat it, remember? You aren't there!" Draco shook the redhead, who had fallen in the middle of his flashback. Ron woke up, gasping for breath.
"I-it seemed so real! She-she said it again, and I almost killed him!" He sobbed into the platinum-blonde's shoulder.
"When do think these are going to stop, Ron? They've been going on for a year and a half. It's not healthy."
"But Mum doesn't know, and I can't tell her or George, because they're still mourning Fred. Dad wouldn't take me seriously, Ginny's always with Harry so I can't tell either of them, Percy's a stuck-up git, and Charlie is in Romania. And I can't tell Hermione I listened to an illusion of her in a poster and almost killed her best mate! I've told Bill, but he's still recovering from the attack. Plus they're all in ANOTHER FREAKING DIMENSION!" He rambled. Draco sighed.
"Well you have to tell them, because they just triggered you, but talk to McGonagall or something! Even Dumbledore's portrait might be able to help." He told the shaken boy, who nodded.
"I guess." The two turned to the adults who were staring at them, concerned.
"What in the flip-flop-frick-frackety-FUCK just happened?" Jeff asked. Taylor had read enough fan-fiction to know, but stayed silent.
"Ron?" The shorted boy looked pointedly at his friend, who sighed. "He gets flashbacks." He explained, causing Ron to look down.
"I do not get flashbacks. I just... remember bad things vividly."
"What things?" John asked curiously, but Ron didn't answer.
"It doesn't matter, but you just said one of his triggers. I can write you a list if you want. There are three. He keeps flashing back to the same moment. I keep telling him to get help, but he doesn't listen." Draco explained. Curt handed him a sticky-note, knowing the importance of not triggering this boy, and the blonde wrote three words.
- Voldemort
- Horcrux
- Sword of Gryffindor
He showed the note to everyone in the group, save for Jemilla and Zazzalil, who couldn't read, but would never know the words not to say. Lauren and Joey shared a look of recognition, and Taylor looked like the knew what the moment was, but that was impossible, wasn't it? They were from different worlds and times.
"Are you good?" Taylor asked the redhead, knowing full well what it was like to think about things you'd rather not think about. He nodded, and stood up.
"Well, with all of that... emotion out of the way, it's about time you all got here. We have work to do." A woman in a combat suit faced the group, hands on her hips.
Harriet Hidgens had arrived.
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Paranormal, Extraterrestrial, and Interdimensional Phenomena
FanficGeneral John McNamara is annoyed. He is on a case, an important one, with his assistant and trainee, Curt Mega, but suddenly a portal opened up. Now, the general is no stranger to portals, but usually, they don't bring anything good. The last portal...
