Jon rolled his eyes and muttered, "bloody luddite idiot" under his breath as he turned away from Harry.
"Depends on what you want to do..?" Jon said, and fluttered his eyelids at Ed.
"Shut it and just be telling me." Ed retorted.
"Even IF I tell you ..You won't figure it out and..." Jon said in a bored voice. "No. You'll end up breaking it. "
"So? It being my fault you can't be making good stuff?"
"Let me remind you that YOU. MANAGE. To break your own fake. METAL! ME-TAL!! arm at least once a month, and THAT'S definitely bleeding edge when it comes to toughness..No. Let me. At least I'll know what I'm doing."
Harry watched Ed scowl and fold his arms across his chest. "It didn't look dat hard to me. Spill it."
"It didn't look hard because I'm just THAT good. Now move it." Jon said with a tilt to his head.
"I vant to be checking de other cameras like you did dis vone. Just tell.." Ed said in a flat tone.
"I can work ALL the cameras at one time. You can barely operate one, remember?"
"How many?" Ron asked. "Uh..how many cameras do you have?"
Ed turned away from the monitor with a frown, and eyed Ron as if he would really regret asking that question.
"Uh..lost count actually. It's well over 500..." Jon said, and he pulled out a tiny key pad from behind a monitor on the shallow shelf, and plugged it into one of the tiniest of monitors. He then touched the screen a few times, and merrily typed away with both hands. All the monitors had a series of what looked like numbers scroll down their screens over the images.
"Don't ask him VHERE most of dem are." Ed said in a loud whisper with rolled eyes.
"Pleeease..that's common knowledge. And they make SUCH a good cover for my other activities." Jon said proudly. "Ha..there we go..Now watch the master work."
The monitors flickered..Harry though about twice...then suddenly, they all were plunged into the darkness. Harry couldn't tell the difference if his eyes were open or closed.
"Vell done, gearhead." Ed said sarcastically.
"It bloody well wasn't me!!" Jon hissed. "I didn't touch the grid this time, I swear!!"
Harry heard someone take a sharp intake of breath.
"Get down!" Ed hissed.
"Wha..?"
POP!POP!POP!
Harry felt rough hands pushing him to the ground from behind him, and solid, heavy weight pinned him there.
"Obliviate!"
There was a flash light in which Harry could make out three people with wands pointed towards where Ed, Jon, and Ron had been standing moments before. Then there was the distinct sound that Harry couldn't place. A flash of blue light and blue lightning. Then the cheap card table's legs, one of which had been gouging painfully into his shoulder, were suddenly gone. A loud THUNK! against the far wall, like something metal had struck it. Followed closely by a light cluttering sound as something hit the tile floor behind him.
Harry could feel Herione's paniced breaths in his hair.
' She's right next to me, then.' He thought.
He heard a "Eeep!" and a crash of something against the door, and he felt even more weight on him, so much so he found he could hardly breathe.
POP!
"Shit....!" Harry heard Ed say, now in a completely different area of the room, and another louder BANG!!
"What just.." Ron's voice..whimpering..
The monitors flickered back on, and Harry blinked at the now too bright seeming light in the room. He as Ron was on the floor in front of him, his face looking shocked and very much afraid. Jon was collapsed next to him, eyes half-lidded and his face looking like he was in a state of bliss, Ed's bag just behind him.
"I'm gonna kill dem..." Ed said like a mantra, voice low and angry. "I'm gonna kill dem...Dey have no right..." Then he switched to his odd language.
BANG! CRASH!
Harry looked as Ed removed his right arm from the wall..or rather a new HOLE in the wall that his fist had just finished making, noticing it went right through a monitor. Ed turned and paced back and forth in that corner with his hands clenched tight close to his chest.
"Harry..? You ok?" Hermione asked, trying to get up from behind him. He looked over his shoulder, and noticed for the first time just how pale, and sallow Lupin's face looked as he too, tried to get up.
"Uh..yeah...Professor?"
"I'm fine, Harry. Just wasn't expecting an extra pair of legs on me."
"What..?" Harry said, and turned as far as he was able, which wasn't far. He didn't want to end up crushing Hermione.
CRASH!
Ed's continued muttering loudly in his language. Harry held fast to the idea that his friend was not in the slightest way pleased.
To say Ed was furious would be an understatement, as his temper had a notorious short fuse to begin with, and it was even less so with a splitting headache. He struggled to get it back under control as he paced in that corner, punching the walls every now and then and leaving holes behind. It was all he could do..there were no more there to fight with, or beat bloody.
" FUCK. Just FUCK!! Shit. What Shit...FUCKERS!!" What he said didn't matter, and he didn't care if it didn't make sense. He just had to let his lips move. It was some time before he stopped seeing red in his vision. It was then he realised he was speaking in Amestrian. And his right glove was in tatters, letting the gleaming metal shine in the soft blue glow of the monitors. He took a deep calming breath, and looked at his handiwork.
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