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Brace Yourself by mayday
Chapter 2 : Winifred, the Bootlegger.
 
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“You are insane,” Stella said shaking her head, “you are obviously not right in the head!”


“You realize this is illegal right?”


...and......


“We could go to Azkaban for this Winnie!”


Azkaban-schmashkaban!


“Live a little Stella!”, I said jovially throwing my arm around her shoulders.


She glared at me angrily and stalked away muttering things under her breath. Jeez, talk about hormones. She’s only twelve! Well, Ariel said she starting to develop early, which explains A LOT if you know what I mean. So maybe Stell is just all hyped up on estrogen or whatever.


“STELLA! Wait up!”, I shouted jogging up to her huffing figure.


She waited impatiently tapping her foot.


“So where are we suppose to meet this guy”, she asked with a snarl.


Yep, hormones.


“Awe, so you’re coming with me!”, I said smiling.


“Yes,” she huffed, “,but don’t think that I agree with this because I don’t. I just don’t think it’s smart to meet some sketchy Slytherin at night all alone.”


“Thanks Stell, I-”


“Don’t say anything. If we get caught-”


“We won’t!”, I interrupted.


Stella sighed, “But if we do, you won’t even want to know what might happen to you.”


Ohhh creepy!


I hugged her slightly shorter figure, “It’s okay Stell Belle, no need for death threats. I swear not to tarnish your sterling reputation.”


Stella cringed at the use of her much hated nick name, but hugged me back. I love hugging. It’s so much fun. Except when your hugging Ariel, pure torture I tell you. I swear to God, it’s a scientifically proven that if you hug Ariel for too long, her hoeyness and slutocity will rub off on you.


Honey, it’s a fact!


I saw Stella flirting with some dude in the bookstore the other day. Tragic, I tell you, completely and utterly tragic. That’s why I try to stay at least 10 feet away from Ariel at all times.


“Um... Winnie? Can you let go, we have to go meet Snape now.”


Oh, yes! Off we go to Snapey- .... JO!


Why am I meeting Snape in a dark alleyway in the dead of night? Hmm, good question, here I’ll give you three guesses.


A) Snape and I are secret lovers. Our love is so unbelievably PASSIONATE, it is in fact illegal. Stella is coming because she harbors private affection for his owl Jerome, which she is ashamed of.


B) Snapey- Jo, Stella, and I are 007’s that work for the government. We are actually on a top-secret classified quest for the lost city of Atlantis. Yes, we are swimming with the fishes and anyone who gets in our way will be as well!


C) I’m meeting my favorite snarky Slytherin in an alley because-


“Morgan, your late,” a voice hissed.


“No I’m not.”


“Yes, you are.”


“Not!”


“Are!”


“Not!”


“ARE!”


NOT!!!”


ENOUGH!”, Stella shouted annoyed looking between me and the figure that was lurking in the shadows.


“Can we just get this over with and go back home!”, Stella pleaded.


I nodded while Severus Snape stepped out of the darkness. The light  made Snapey-Jo’s nose increase by at least ten sizes and his greasy hair sparkled in the pale moonlight. He sneered at my appearance. He hates me, all Gryffindor’s sans Lily Evans in fact. Something I don’t completely comprehend. It also doesn’t help that Sirius-son-of-a-bitch- (no seriously the woman is a complete female dog) Black is his own personal bully and my former lover.


Gag me please.


“So, have you got the stuff,” I asked cracking my knuckles threateningly.


“Yes, have you got the money.”


Ohh, about that. I accidentally spent all my money for illegal endeavors on hair gel at the market. If you knew what my hair looked like right now, you’d understand.


“Huh, funny story actually...”


“We had a deal Morgan. When you demand, I supply. I expect a payment tonight, you better have the money,” Snape replied cooly.


What could Snape possibly do to me! He’s only one Slytherin! Oh no. I’m in for it this time.


“Haha, Snapey-Jo! I love you... so! We’re friends aren’t we Sev?”, I asked with my sweetest smile.


“No, we’re not. The money if you will, I don’t have all night,” he snapped.


Act cool, Winnie. Just play it cool.


“Where’s the stuff?”, I asked with a raised eyebrow.


“Right here,” he replied pulling out a package and handing it to Stella who was paling quickly.


“Now about the money-”


RUN STELLA RUN! TAKE THE PACKAGE WITH YOU AND RUN LIKE... ummm... A CHICKEN!


They run fast, right?


Stella stayed rooted to the spot in pure terror. Stupid mind communication, it never works.


“-700 galleons.”


“HOLY SHITE!”, Stella shouted in awe.


I turned to Stella in shock., “Hey! Don’t swear Stell! It’s not proper!”


I whirled around to the Slytherin, “But seriously, what the fuck Snape! 700 fucking galleons! Are you fucking insane!”


I heard Stella snort as Snape replied indifferently, “It’s nearly twice as much in Knockturn Alley, your lucky.”


“Fine. Here’s your money”, I replied thrusting a bag at him.


I was ready to run like hell with Stella when I felt an icy hand on my shoulder.


“This bag is filled with rocks. Is this your idea of a joke?”, he sneered.


I chuckled nervously, “They’re not just rocks, they’re magically rocks... filled with MAGIC! So, I’llseeyouatschoolbuh-bye”.


“Hold on a second Morgan.”


I stopped in my tracks, Stella clutching to my side.


“Yes”


“You don’t have the money-”


Duh.


“-so you just decided to completely waste my time-”


Well, when you say it like that.


“- Just, give me the stuff back and we won’t have a problem.”


NO! I NEED IT! I CAN’T GO ON WITHOUT IT!


I saw Stella’s arms loosen around the package, so I grabbed it and clutched it to my chest.


“Give it to me.”


“NO!”, I shouted backing away.


Snape advanced on my figure, “Now Morgan, or you’ll regret it!”


“Stay away from me or... I’ll, .... I’ll scream!”


“No one will here you, besides your sister. So hand it over,” he snarled loosing his patience coming closer.


“Please Severus! It’s important. I’ll do anything for it, anything!”, I pleaded.


He stopped moving and looked at me in contemplation, “Anything?”

I gulped, “Anything.... well not anything, I’m not that type of girl.”


Ewwe, sexual relations with him! Ughh, I rather be with Sirius all over again!


“Don’t flatter yourself Morgan-”


EXCUSE ME!


“-but don’t think this is over. We have a deal. You’ll see me soon.”


I felt a shiver go down my spine as Snape stalked out of the alleyway shoving me out of the way. Once he was gone, I let out a sigh of relief.


“Let’s go Stella,” I said quietly pulling her with me, walking towards our house.


“That was-”


“Yes, I know. Sorry for getting you involved,” I replied as Stella shrugged, but was still trembling in fear.


“So, do you think it will work?”, she asked gesturing to the package.


“I hope,” I replied.


“Just a piece of hair and it will work for an hour, right?”, she asked.


I nodded my head, “All we need to do is get Ariel’s brush and we’re all set!”


“I hope your right.”


Me too Stell Belle, me too.


“Your the best you know that, right?”, I said with a smile.


Stella blushed in the dark as we past the crazy-cat lady’s house. I put my arm around her shoulder as she started to calm down from the excitement.


“Are we having one of those sappy sister moments?”, she asked after a moment of silence.


“Yep, we are.”


“I still think you’re completely nuts Winnie,” she said in a serious tone.


I love you too Sis, I love you too.


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