- matt chia's -
poetry, prose + commentary
poetry, prose + commentary
Tuesday, September 14, 2004
Chapter XVII
“Um... Minellus?� Ms. Ee called out, but she remembered suddenly that she couldn’t talk because her throat wasn’t connected to her head.
“Right, Ms. Ee! Can you reach for your wand?�
Ms. Ee shook her head. Unfortunately, her wand had fallen out of her pocket when her Apparition failed. Kiw had also suffered the same fate.
It might have been more than shocking to see a couple of eyes, a few legs and two arms in the middle of Sahara Desert, but there was no one to see it. There was no one to help them.
They were doomed.
Which might have been pretty good for the students, actually.
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It was the last day of the holidays, and all the Griffindoors were at Matt’s house – as was their normal practice. In previous years, these visits would have been bright, cheerful, and noisy. However, there was something missing this year. Perhaps it was the noise.
They were all bent over their essays, hurriedly scribbling, dipping their quills into their ink bottles furiously, brows furrowed in concentration. All of them, that is, except for Sunny and Yihui, who were fourth-years and had nothing much to do, and Matt and Hu Ping, who had finished all of their homework earlier on as usual. The four of them resorted to taking turns at playing the piano, which, though seemingly innocuous, could turn vicious and attack the player in various ways if it was mistreated.
“Ahhh... help me, please,� Hu Ping pleaded with the other three as he tried, without succeeding, to pry his fingers from the piano keys, which had suddenly grown very sticky after he had played a few discordant chords on them.
In between snorts of laughter, Sunny and Matt pulled Hu Ping back, and with a resounding ‘pop’, his fingers were unstuck. He stared at them pitifully.
“Serves you right for all that noise pollution,� Minyu said absent-mindedly, as she pored over her Arithmancy homework.
“As if you could do any better with ‘Mary Had A Little Lamb’,� Hu Ping replied sarcastically. Minyu was silenced.
“You know what,� Muthu said as he slammed his quill down onto the table, “I don’t care. I’m just not gonna hand this in tomorrow.�
One by one, they put down their quills with the same hardened look on their faces. After all, they were in the same situation – stuck with a mountain of homework, and still struggling with weekly tests.
It was when she looked up that Cheryl saw a curious-looking parcel on the table. It was long, and looked exactly like –
“Whose is that?� she asked, voice quivering.
Everyone looked up at this point, smiling. Sunny reached out for the package, and turned it over. On the other side of the packaging it read: ‘Nimbus 2003’ in small, neat letters.
“We thought you’d never notice,� Muthu said.
Cheryl’s heart gave a jolt.
“It’s yours!�
Comments:
yooooohoooo..im soo sooo sooooooo happy i got a broom!!!!!wahahha...soo cool...yea man..you rock~ wahahah..n kiw n ee deserves deir state..wahaha.bahx..
# posted by 
: 9:17 PM
: 9:17 PM
bahx hha make cherly haf broom but cant fly? lolz bahx gimme a broom too hahaz bahx.. n gimme more lines! bahx u dunno who i am bahx
# posted by : 1:35 PM
: 1:35 PM
yoyoyo! juz floating by... exciting! make kiw and ee kana pricked by a cactus or sumtink... Muahahaha... MiNyU
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