The final chapter of Fiction. It took me a while, but hey, I did it! The final edit is here.
Thanks so much to my lovely reviewers! You guys really made this story fun for me to write. I'm glad that you liked it.
For those of you interested in the sequel, there's a sneak peek to Fiction 2 at the bottom! The next chapter for Fiction 2 will be sometime in March.
Thanks to chapter fourteen's reviewers:
Light Dragon SunsSong, DannysGirlForever, PhantaBaby13, Purple Ghost Sausage, I Brake For Ghosts, Lucifer, ghostlymangarocker, purrbaby101
Disclaimer: Danny Phantom is owned by Butch Hartman and Nickelodeon Studios. Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling.
Previously In Fiction: With just a minute to spare, Danny, Jazz, and Tucker make it out of the book with Dumbledore's help. And Harry's memories will never be forgotten this time.
Fiction
Chapter Fourteen
Bonding
"Danny!" Jazz shouted. She figured he was out. She stood at the bottom of the stairs anyway, so that she could call out nearer his room in case he was.
"What?" replied a voice. The first door in the hallway opened up and her brother appeared at the top, looking down at her. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong, I just didn't expect you to be here," she said honestly, smiling.
"Oh, well, I am," he said.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
He walked slowly down the stairs towards her. "Reading."
She blinked, raising an eyebrow. "Really?" He grinned and she placed her hand on his forehead. "You don't feel warm…okay, who are you and what did you do with my brother?"
He shoved her hand away. "Ha ha, very funny," he said sarcastically.
"What are you reading?" she asked.
"Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone," he answered. He ran a hand through his hair (glad he could do it now) nervously. "I kind of stole it from your room, sorry."
"That's okay. Wanna take a walk?" she asked.
"It's below freezing out," he pointed out.
"Well, walking will warm us up. Come on, please?" she pleaded.
He shook his head, but nodded. "Okay, but you have officially lost your mind," he said. "Let me get my coat." He rushed back up the stairs.
Jazz grabbed her own jacket from behind the door and a blue-green hat. She placed it over her red hair, just above her ears.
Danny headed back down the stairs, joining her.
"Come on," she said. She put an arm around his shoulders and they walked out into the winter air, stepping out onto the snow covered sidewalk.
Snow fell lightly as they walked, for a few minutes of silence. Finally, Jazz broke the lack of conversation.
"Danny, I think you were destined to be the hero," she said.
"Why's that?" he asked, giving her a look.
"Think about it. You could have been anyone in the book, but you were Harry. And Harry's the one who usually saves the day…just like you do here."
"I'm no hero," he said, looking away.
"I can't believe you just said that!" she said, shaking her head. "Danny, you save people without question. You protect people, most of whom aren't grateful because they fear you when there's nothing to fear." He didn't say anything. "Danny, I know I haven't been the most encouraging person, but you're a lot more powerful than you think. And it's not just your power that amazes me Danny. Yeah, teleporting and invisibility, flying… Those are amazing. But it's not your power that amazes me Danny," she said again.
"Then what?"
"It's your heart Danny. No matter how much you are dragged down, you keep going to save the ones you love, because you are a hero," she said. "At your age, teenagers like you could care less. You were forced to grow up a little faster than you should, but you get through it anyway. You're stronger than anyone I've ever met."
He remained silent for a few more seconds and they continued to walk.
"Danny, I know this sounds silly. But….it's just…I've been thinking," she said.
"About what?" he asked.
"Everything. Your ghost powers…how you fight. I just want you to know, that I'm always here for you," she said. "And I always will be."
He nodded. "Thanks Jazz," he said at last.
She grabbed his shoulder and kissed the top of his head. He made a face and she laughed. "Okay, we can go back home now if you want."
"I say snowball fight, just us," he said. He pulled away before she could protest and looked around.
"Hey, don't you dare," she warned.
He grinned and suddenly vanished into thin air. She stomped her foot on the ground, getting into a crouch, but paid attention anyway to make sure she didn't get smacked.
"Danny, using your powers is cheating!" she yelled, looking.
"But that's why it's fun," he taunted.
"Uh huh," she challenged. "So why don't you come out where I can see you and face your doom like a real man."
She heard a laugh, coming from beside her and scooped a large handful of snow, packing it into a ball, then launched it as hard as she could towards the noise.
"Ow," was the reply.
She laughed hysterically. "Oh, I'm good. You know, if I can still manage to hit you when you're invisible, what does that tell you?"
"That I'm an idiot who forgot to go intangible," he said, reappearing near an oak tree about ten feet away from her. He gave her a look and wiped snow away from his cheek.
"You know what?" he asked, tossing a snowball in the air.
"What?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Our situation with the whole book thing," he said. "It could have been worse."
"How's that?" she asked.
"We could have been in The Lord of the Rings," he replied.
She laughed and had to dodge as a snowball came flying at her.
The End
Continued in Fiction 2
Well, that's the end! Thanks so much to my reviewers, I love you guys a lot! A lot more editing to come your way soon!
Check out Fiction II! Here's your sneak peek!
Fiction II
Chapter Eight: Frenzy
"Don't you know better than to mess with people who know more than you by now?" Jazz challenged. Danny and Sam watched in amusement; Hermione and Ron's faces were set in awe. She leaned down right into the pale boy's face. "And in your case, I know a lot more."
"What are you going to do?" he pleaded.
"Scared are you?" she asked, smiling. "You should be. Obida quedu quedat!" she chanted, throwing out her hand. Her head snapped back up, her eyes glowing a bright white. "I'm not going to make you a ferret, but there are other animals I think you'll enjoy."
Lateraina Wolf