Part Two: Fiendfyre in The Memorial Home
Jade took Aunt Muriel to the memorial building on Chamber's Village.
"When did you get this hot piece of ride?" Aunt Muriel asked as Jade helped her out of it.
"Harry lent it to me for a while until I can get my own broom. I'm short out of money and until I get paid, I won't be able to get a new one." Jade said.
"But what happened to the 50,000 galleons you earned when you caught Malfoy?" Aunt Muriel asked.
"I needed to pay off my debts for a lot of things and even for the new apartment. Life is a bitch." Jade said.
"Tell me about it…now how are we going to get inside?" Aunt Muriel asked.
Jade looked at the building and looked around to find an entrance. She snooped around the back door and saw it open. She stumbled backwards, trying to find a hiding place but Aunt Muriel poked her head out.
"I found a way in!" Aunt Muriel whispered.
"How did you do that?" Jade asked in disbelief. Jade ran in and closed the door, looking around the building.
"What's the pile of dung's name?" Aunt Muriel asked. Jade set Harry's broom on the counter and looked through the files.
"Marjorie Parkinson." Jade said pulling a file under 'P'.
"Marjorie? Marjorie the jolly whore? I knew her! She's that brat Pansy Parkinson's grandmother! Did you know she got your Great Uncle to screw around behind my back? Rot his soul!" Aunt Muriel said, hacking up spit and spitting on the floor. Jade crumpled in disgust.
"I wish you never told me that." Jade said starting to walk to Marjorie's room.
"It's a good thing I told you, because I hate Marjorie and her family…and that brat Pansy Parkinson. A family full of leg spreading ninnies." Aunt Muriel said.
Jade lightly pushed the door open and saw Marjorie sleeping soundly in her bed, the room completely dark. She went to take out her wand to apprehend her but heard her Aunt Muriel scuffling with something and a small crash against the wall. Jade went to check on Aunt Muriel but saw her out cold on the ground and a man in a multicolored knit ski mask standing over her with Harry's broom in his hand. He looked up and made eye contact with Jade. It was an ordinary thief and to her relief, it wasn't that crazy and murderous jester.
"What did you do to my Aunt?!" Jade asked seeing his eyebrows gather.
"I swear I didn't mean to hurt her. I only wanted the broom…and some money from the memorial, that's all but she came out of nowhere and gave me a purple nurple!" he said rubbing his nipples.
"Give me my broom back!" Jade said advancing towards him.
"No!" he said, clutching the broom to him.
"Give me the fucking broom! It's not even mine!" Jade said. The thief dropped his shoulders, staring at Jade as if she were a joke.
"Are you kidding me? You stole this broom from another person and you act like it's yours? Bah-hah, this'll teach you from stealing…who's the weirdo behind you? Did you all come to steal this memorial too? I heard it's pumped with money from the government and…" the thief kept talking and Jade turned around to see the jester standing behind her, smiling menacingly.
Her heart stopped, died, jumped away, whatever it was doing; it wasn't making her feel too good. The jester raised his wand and pointed directly at Jade's face.
"I can't believe you'd take this clown and your grandma to rob a memorial. How stupid is that?" the thief asked.
"Get out…" Jade said. "Get out. Run, he's going to kill us." Jade said starting to back away.
The jester slowly made his way towards them and Jade looked down at Aunt Muriel. She grabbed Aunt Muriel and started hauling her away.
"What are you doing? Why are you running away from him? I thought you were with him! Is he not nice?" the thief asked.
"Shut the fuck up and RUN!" Jade roared.
The jester threw a Fiendfyre curse towards the thief and the thief's arm caught on fire, along with Harry's broom. The thief shrieked and jumped around, trying to slap away the fire and Jade stood there horrified with an unconscious Aunt Muriel in her arms. Jade quickly shot a spell towards the Jester who kept blocking them all with finesse.
Jade was near the door, starting to leave but the jester advanced towards them and threw his hex. All of a sudden, his foot slipped on Aunt Muriel's glob of spit that she threw a while earlier. The fire hit the ceiling and rapidly spread around, setting everything in flames. Jade took out her cell phone, seeing the jester struggling to get up but his leg had given up on him.
"Hello?" Draco answered.
"Draco! There's a fire in the memorial home! It's the jester and he's hurt!" Jade said.
Draco disconnected and Jade looped Aunt Muriel's arm around her and apparated back to her home. She found her father still sleeping on his dinner and Jade dragged Aunt Muriel into her bedroom and set her on the bed. She quickly owled Ginny for medical help and went to her Dad to get him off of his stone cold pot roast and mashed potatoes.
"Dad, you have to get up." Jade said seeing him grumble.
"What? What?" he asked touching his face. "What's this? It tastes like mashed potatoes and…what's my dinner doing on my face?" he asked.
"Maybe you should lie down." Jade said taking him up. She walked him to his bedroom, cleaned off his face and tucked him in. She let out a sigh of relief and started cleaning her table up. Her phone started ringing and she took it out, answering it.
"Where are you?" Draco asked.
"I'm in my father's house; why?" Jade asked.
"I just wanted to see if you were okay and I didn't find you in your apartment." He said.
Jade stood silent, unsure of what she should say.
"You're okay aren't you?" he asked. The doorbell rang and Jade walked to the door.
"I'm fine. Hi Ginny." Jade said opening the door to Ginny.
"Hey, what did you need me for? Oh my God, there's a burn on your shoulder, the size of a grapefruit!" Ginny said. Jade looked at her shoulder, seeing that there was a large burn hole on her sweater and her scalded skin peeking through.
"I changed my mind; give me your father's address." Draco said over the phone.