When Harry met Wednesday

Chapter 25: It's a nice day for a Black Wedding

Author's Note: Well hello there. To make a long story short, I rejoined the workforce shortly after posting chapter 24. I hope this chapter is worth half of the waiting and hype.

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Chapter 25
It's a nice day for a Black Wedding

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Deep in thought, Harry didn't notice Morticia's silent approach as she glided across sitting room floor. Her gentle voice startled him out of his contemplation.

"What's wrong, Harry? You look so depressed, and I can't imagine that Wednesday has been able to thoroughly crush your soul yet."

With a small sigh of frustration, Harry gave a weak smile. "No, it's not that. It just dawned on me that the only Gryffindor keepers worth anything are dead."

"Oh dear, then I suppose one of our guests last night was a member of your school athletics club." Morticia looked thoughtful. "Perhaps this is why people tend to get upset about little things like murder. I suppose it can be quite inconvenient at times."

"I think most people have other reasons, but yeah that's what I've be thinking about." He nodded in agreement. "I've thought about maybe lashing McLaggen to the center ring, but I'm pretty sure that will upset people. Besides, that won't be too effective in the long run."

Hearing the miserable groans of the family butler down the hall gave Morticia an idea. "Well, if you still have all the pieces, Mama and I would be happy to reanimate him. It's a shame we're so far from the family mansion, or we'd have plenty of spare parts on hand."

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Wilkie Twycross looked up at the young lady who had entered his office moments ago. "Now, I can understand your impatience Miss... Granger, but apparition is not something that you can just learn from a book. I'll be giving lessons at Hogwarts soon after the holiday. I trust I'll see you then."

"You're not even going to let me take the test?" Hermione was stunned, she couldn't even find the words to argue her case.

It was always the muggleborns that gave him grief like this. Although, the pure-bloods from old families also caused their own share of headaches. Twycross avoided rolling his eyes in annoyance as he sighed. He didn't recognize the name Granger, so her confidence probably came from ignorance instead of a misplaced sense of superiority.

"Apparition can be very dangerous Miss Granger. If you absolutely insist, I will let you try, but failing an apparition test isn't the same as failing a charms quiz. The results could very well be fatal if you aren't up to the task." During the controlled setting of the test, and under his supervision, death was almost impossible, but he wanted to really drive his point home.

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As a stark contrast to the atmosphere of Grimmauld Place, Persephone's saccharine voice sang out, accompanied by giggling. "The arm bone's connected to the..."

"Ankle bone!" Pubert laughed as he finished the verse.

"Yes, well, as funny as it may be, I think we should put everything back in it's proper place." The Addams nanny playfully swatted Pubert on the nose as she swapped out McLaggen's foot for his hand. "There, isn't that better?"