Harry Potter around the world

The quests- chap.5

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She was doing the whole black leather kinda look. She had a black leather jacket, knee-high boots, black sunglasses (shades for you Americans) and her hair was crazier than ever.

 "I'm Lestrange. Bellatrix Lestrange." She said all James Bond like.

 "Uh... yeah... I'm Harry Freakin' Potter." Somehow my entrance didn't sound as epic as hers. 

 "We already know who you are, actually." Even in situations like this, Hermione couldn't resist to show off her knowledge.

 "Uh-huh. I know you know, you shitblood. It was just my amazing entrance. Anyways, let's get down to business."

 "Don't call Hermione a mudbl-" Ron went to Hermione's rescue.

  "I didn't. I called her a shitblood. There's a difference. Mud is just soggy wet earth, shit is poopy, faeces."

  "Um, yah. So what's with the look, Bella?" I went for a lighter subject of conversation.

 "Yeah, well you see, I joined the Mafia. Kinda the dress code there. Ya think it suits me? “She asked, doing a full turn.

  "Yup, totally. Just emphasizes your badassness." Hermione said.

  "Aww, thank you. “She said, touched. "Hey...wait, did you just say that, Maybe I have been slightly harsh on you, calling you a shitblood. Yeah,mudblood would be better." Bella was feeling merciful today.

"Thank you so much." Hermione said in relief. People are such liars. Flattering gets you everywhere.

 "So... why did you join the Mafia, I mean, what about Voldy?" I asked. Ron didn't even bother interrupting (Don't say his name!). 

"Yah, well, he sucks." We all gasped. He sucks? How could she say that after all these years of being his servant?

"What... you mean; you're not a Death Eater anymore? Why?" I was very surprised.

  "Nah, it's just... Vody. He's wayyy too slow, he was supposed to have destroyed Hogwarts already, no offence, Sirius black haunted half the Death Eaters and now they're scared to death, haha death, so they're pretty much useless; and Voldemort keeps talking about Quirell."

"Um...ok. I totally understand." I didn't.

"No you don’t. “Wow, she caught me out.

"Anyways, as you said, let's get down to business."

"Yes, I believe you read the map?"

"Oh yeah! I couldn't believe our luck! But...you're our helper? “I was getting confused. Bellatrix Lestrange, our helper? Oh, I just remembered! You're probably thinking why I'm not killing her instead of doing small talk. Well, because it turns out it wasn't her that killed Sirius, or that tortured Neville's parents. No, it was her twin. Yeah, her twin, called Belle. I found out it was her twin 'cause Belle's hair seemed too straight and tidy, and I dunno, I could tell it just wasn't Bella. If it was, she would be boasting and laughing at me right now.

"Yeah... I'm your helper." The way she said helper was kind of... weird.

"So, help us, then." This didn’t seem like it was going to well.

 "Well, you know me. It's not going to be that easy." What? This was nowhere near easy!

"Ok, what do we have to do?" Asked Hermione.

"To get the completed map, with the location of the horcruxes; you must complete three tasks, take them as tests to see whether you are worthy enough to look for horcruxes." Whoa. This so was not gonna be easy.

"Ok, I'm The Chosen One. Bring it on!" I tried to sound confident.

"Ha! The Chosen One! Anyways, here are your three tasks: you must go on the California Screamin' ride, the Tower of Terror and you have to dress up as Disney characters for a whole day and amuse kids."

"Huh? What? Is that it? The quest? “I nearly laughed out loud.

"Yes. If you are able to do all of these, I think you would be worthy of finding the horcruxes."

"Ha! We'll do it in no time!" 

 "But, where are we going to find the costumes?" Hermione always had to...just know.

"I've got some. But that's your last task. First, go on the rides."

"Ok, we'll meet you here, behind the castle, to get the costumes, right?"

"Ok, but send red sparks in the air with your wand, so I know when you're coming."

"Won't people suspect something?" OMG. Ron talked!

"They’ll just think it's fireworks or something."

"In broad daylight?" He didn't seem so sure about this.

'Muggles are dumb, ok? Just send the flippin' sparks when you need the costumes."

He said no more. Hermione didn't seem so sure about it either.

"Well, come on! Let's do this! It's gonna be so easy!"

Boy was I wrong.