Fanpocalypse

Chapter 2: Zombie Pyramid

HI! This is Chikoritagirlie! I'm really sorry for posting this chapter so late! I meant to post it yesterday, but I had a big homework project that I was up late for. I hope you guys like this chapter! Sorry it took so long!

PART BY: @chikoritagirlie

Chapter 2: Zombie Pyramid

I immediately notice that the room is really tall. Unnaturally tall. I realize that the floor of the room above it has been torn away. I mean, that's the only way to make the room that much taller. The ceiling looks really thin and breakable. I eyeball the stairs and decide my plan is probably the best option.

"We'll run up the stairs, and see if we can reach them from there." I say looking at Hermione.

"It won't involve any crazy jumping, right?" She pales. "I don't like heights."

"Well... It's not technically jumping..." I reply. I smile in what I hope is a reassuring way. "You don't have to do the jumping."

She nods, still pale. "It's okay, I can do it. Let's go."

We push the door open and bolt for the stairs. The itch to look back and see if any zombies are following us is almost too much, but I know it's a bad idea. I keep my eyes on Hermione, and she's not half bad at running. Though I doubt anyone would run slowly when they're running for their lives.

We reach the stairs and I finally look behind me. There are about 20 zombies on our trail, I think most of them have realized that their main prey is at the top of the furniture mountain. 10 more join the group. Never mind. Hermione tugs my sleeve.

"Hurry up! You can't stop!" I realize I've begun to slow down, and I speed up, matching my pace with Hermione.

We both speed up and dart into one of the rooms. The zombies pass our room, still running crazily. I know they'll be back.

All of a sudden I hear a groan.

I notch an arrow on my bow. "Who's there?"

"My head... Oh, it hurts..."

Hermione pauses. "I know that voice... Ron?"

"Hermione?" Ron replies his voice groggy.

"Ron!" Hermione squeals with delight. "You're not dead!"

"As far as I know, I'm not dead." Hermione pounces on him, giving him a bone-crushing hug. "Quirrell probably thought he killed me, you know, that blow to the head. That's probably why he left me to rot." Ron looks at me, "Who's this?"

Hermione turns to me. "Oh, this is Katniss. Katniss, Ron, Ron, Katniss." We eye each other warily.

Hermione groans. "Come on. You're not gonna kill each other. Besides, we have to help Harry!"

"Harry? That's the skinny boy's name?"

"Yeah." Hermione answers. "And for your plan to work, we need to be in the room 5 rooms down from this one."

"Okay."

We quietly creep across the hall, watching for zombies. At one point, we almost crash into a boy with short brown hair. He's running across the hallway. A tall girl with brown hair in a ponytail, probably his sister, runs after him.

"Seth! They're zombies! You could get infected! Be careful!" The girl yells.

"Don't be such a worrywart Kendra! We get to see zombies!"

"You're an imbecile!" She yells as she runs past us.

"Well, someone has sibling problems." Ron says. I find myself nodding in agreement.