The Animator (Larry Stylinson)

CHAPTER SIX - THE BOOKSHOP

To Harrys immense disappointment as they walked out of the inn the following morning, it was still raining quite the deluge. The sky was dark but Harry was sure this was because of the actual weather and not the looming attack of Zaphiors men.

They'd started their morning well with a somewhat decent breakfast in the inn before they'd decided it was best to just get the walk done as soon as possible. After all, it would take them nearly all day to reach their destination and they still had to go and see Louis too.

They were wet immediately and as they walked from the small town and back towards the footpath leading them towards Cunningham Port, they were already soaked through to their socks.

"This is worse than yesterday and I was ready to throw myself over the cliffs then," Niall groaned pulling his damp coat around him like that would do anything to warm him through.

"I don't think the world likes us at the moment," muttered Harry, Ferdinand clutched in his arms giving him a very little heat. It was definitely better than nothing although he was still shivering and both their teeth were chattering.

"Why couldn't we have just taken the boat east?" Niall asked unhappily.

"Because turning up into a town on an enchanted boat wouldn't have bought any attention to us." Harry sighed. "Plus I didn't think about it."

"Walking into the town completely drenched with a flyaway teapot is going to dra in enough attention and not to mention the loud fit Louis will have when you walk into his shop again."

"Hey! Have I bought anything to life in the last twenty odd hours?" Harry asked and Niall shrugged, Harry definitely had him beat with that one because he hadn't actually bought anything to life since the boat. He hadn't even had the weird tingles through his hands that he corresponded to bringing them to life either.

Having said that however he did feel an odd sort of vibration throughout his body and he wasn't entirely sure if it was his body getting used to walking on the ground again or simply from walking so much and not getting much sleep.

They decided against walking close to the cliffs, the grounds were slippery and both Harry and Niall had slipped over a couple of times. Harry definitely did not want to risk walking too close to the edge when the ground was unstable as well as his feet.

Instead they found a path parallel to the other which made its way through fields and wooded footpaths.

They were wet, tired and covered in mud when they stopped off for lunch but the rain finally seemed to subside. They pulled out the map and followed the path they'd taken, and determined their location.

"I'd say we'll get there within about an hour." Harry said and Niall sighed happily.

"Thank god, I thought we'd be walking for another day." Harry rolled his eyes as he took the map and stood up from the ground. He looked down at Niall who was shoving Ferdinand off him who'd been climbing up his neck.

"Please learn how to un-animate these things." He said and Harry huffed as he reached out and picked Ferdinand off him.

"Don't be horrible. Ferdinand makes up our trio now. He'd higher in ranking than you." He said shoving the map into his bag before throwing it over his shoulder.

"How the hell could he be higher in rank than me?" Niall asked sounding offended as he stood up too.

"He keeps me warm and doesn't look inside my head." Harry told him starting to walk along the path again. "That means he's upped you by two."