Creeveys in Counselling

Chapter 02

"Thomas," cried Marlene Avery through the house to her son, "Eliza is back. She's got a letter for you! And come down this instant. Your dad is coming home soon."

Thomas stormed down the stairs. And went to collect the letter Eliza, the family owl had brought. He was very curious what Elly had written.

Dear Thomas,

I forgive you. It's not your fault. It's the fault of your family and their friends. I see that you really didn't want this to happen to my brothers. I appreciate that you loved me enough to tell me this.

You are really the only person I can talk to about this. Colin and Dennis don't want to talk about what happened at that stupid ball. They are in counselling now. That is some Muggle form of therapy, where you talk about your problems. I heard mum and dad talk to Doctor Spock about it. The doctor seemed to think they would me traumatised for life! Oh, Thomas! I wish there was something we could do to help them. If only there was a way for them to get revenge on those two idiots.

Love Eleanor

Finding a way for her brothers to get revenge on those two idiots of a Vincent and Gregory? They were quite stupid with everything unless it dealt with the topic of food or Quidditch. It would have to do something for which you had to be really smart. But then again... they were friends with Draco Malfoy. Draco was the smartest Slytherin of that year. So you had to get them in a place where they were on their own and with no way of contacting someone smarter.

"Thomas," cried Jesse Avery, "your mother said you were down here somewhere. I have got something for you...."

"I'm coming, dad," said Thomas, shoving Elly's letter hastily inside his robes.

"Ah, there you are! Look what Uncle Lucius gave me for you," said Jesse showing Thomas the Nimbus 2002 Lucius had given him. Lucius had gotten it for Thomas, so that Thomas could become the new Slytherin Seeker.

"Wow, a real Nimbus 2002," said Thomas, "I can't wait to show my friends, especially Fifi. She will be so jealous."

"And now we are supposed to get ready for dinner. Your mum, had invited the Masons over, you know those Muggles from next door," Jesse said with a face like, he just swallowed dung. He hated Muggles. "She thinks it very... er, wise to show them we're not harmful. Shame that Mrs. Mason dislikes birds of all shapes and sizes. So Eliza has to be off for the evening. Do you think she can manage that?" Jesse asked his son.

"Sure," said Thomas, thinking what to put in his letter to Elly. "I've got a letter to write anyway. She can go and deliver it."

"Now, get changed, "Jesse said in his usual deep grunt.

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The Masons lived next to the Averys in a small village in Kent. The thought the Averys were quite respectable people. Marlene always looked so elegant, Jesse had some blundering stylishness over him. And young Thomas, their little boy was such a fine- looking chap. A lot better than those Dursleys they had visited once. Mrs. Mason still shuddered at the thought of what had happened. Mr. Mason wanted to make a deal about drills with these strange people. First of all, their son was too fat for his own good and their nephew was too skinny and well... he wore baggy clothes. And besides the nephew had owned an owl. She hated owls. For one, it was a bird. The sound that the wings of the terrible beast made, she still had nightmares about it. Luckily the Averys didn't own a bird. Not even a parrot.

As she and her husband walked up to the front of the house, Eliza zoomed out of Thomas' bedroom with a letter clasped in her beak....

Mrs. Mason screamed as though she was about to die.

"Another ruddy owl," said Mr. Mason. "Are you by any chance related to those stupid Dursleys with their stupid nephew?" he asked the Averys who ran out on the sound of the noise.