Harry Potter and the Triangle Prophecy - Sahits

“I was--that’s where I learned about this; the Americans even require many people to useelectronic security passes to get into their offices, much more advanced than most businessesin the British Isles. There are exceptions, of course. You wouldn’t believe what--”“I think we’d better keep moving before the spell wears off,” he said quickly, not liking thelook on the man’s face; he definitely thought his facial expression was changing; it waschanging very slowly, but changing.Katie was squinting at one of the business cards in the dim light. “His name’s Adam Justice.Isn’t that perfect? He’s probably been pressured to read the law all his life. Oh, wait--he’s nota solicitor or a barrister. According to this he’s just a clerk.”“Well, clerks can be very important to their bosses.”“Sorry; I just meant that the theory about being pressured to read the law is probably a bitoff.”“Not necessarily--this just means he did the next best thing. He’s probably happier, I shouldthink. Shouldn’t we--”“Obliviate!” she cried suddenly, pointing her wand at Adam Justice. Then Harry noticedanother figure was in the distance, heading toward them. Katie saw too, and cursed under herbreath, surprising Harry.“Back in the tent!” she hissed, and Harry found himself obeying. Adam Justice had hopefullyblocked the other person’s view, so they hadn’t been seen, but if they made a break for the carthat would no longer be true.When they were standing in the tent, Harry threw up his hands and whispered, “Now what?Hide behind some chairs? Under the platform?”The other person’s footsteps were growing nearer, and then they heard Adam Justice startmoving as well; the Impediment Curse had worn off.“No time!” she hissed back at him. Then suddenly, she pulled his face down to hers and hestumbled; the next thing he knew, they were on the ground, her mouth attached to his still.Her hands were locked around his neck and just as her mouth opened he felt the earthvibrating very subtly as two people entered the tent. He realized what her plan was then, andthrew himself into the pantomime wholeheartedly, also opening his mouth and running hishands up into her hair.The intruders didn’t say anything at first. Harry’s lips had moved to her neck and she wasbreathing warmly into his ear when one of the two people behind them finally spoke.“This tent,” said a very indignant man’s voice, “is the property of Rodney Jeffries, and no oneis authorized to be here when tickets to hear Mr. Jeffries are not being sold. We havepermission from the town council to have this tent in this location and have paid all of theappropriate fees for the use of public property; you, I daresay, have not.”44