#24hourcontest: We’re headed to Madame Maxime’s at the edge of the universe.

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My entry:

The colossal carriage moved fast through the foggy dirt roads as a light mist rained down. An uneasiness set in with the passengers, namely the two school age passengers, who had only heard of whimsical tales such as these.

Professor Dumbledore himself had put them in the carriage, telling them that this would be experience over textbooks, and yet they must remember whatever lesson it provided.

Only the reason for this pop quiz frightened them out of their wits, and rightfully so . . .

“We’re headed to Madame Maxime’s at the edge of the universe!” Shouted Rubeus Hagrid as he drove the carriage in the cold night air.

“OK,” said the children inside the carriage with a sense of wonder and amazement.

The winged Abraxan horses lifted the carriage off the ground. All around them the mystical haze of storm clouds seen through the beads of water on the carriage windows.

Then suddenly the carriage set down again with the wheels digging into the tundra that surrounded them.

A moon illuminated the glossy ice surface of this new planet. In the distance a large statue of a giant frozen in time immortal, and as big as a mountain, could be seen from the carriage window.

The beads of water replaced with black dots that moved on the snow. Upon closer inspection the two children realized that these black dots were their classmates. They walked in a single file line through the snow to a destination unknown. Only they were lead by a woman three times their height.

The carriage raced to cut them off.

Soon the progress of these pilgrims stopped abruptly with the blizzard of the wheels of the carriage, then too the Abraxan horses ceased in their sprint. All stood still in the chill of the mountain shadow.

“Hagrid! Why yeh kick’n de snow sky high? Can yeh see, we labor through hair with enough burd’n?”

“Yes, Madame Maxime, only I’ve got two children that are late to class and didn’t know where to go.” Hagrid said with a wink to the kids as he opened the carriage door for them. The effect kept them from spilling the beans about the mess they’d gotten themselves into earlier in the day.

“Well, yeh could’a kept them Abraxan in the stable and brought em two hair jus de same.”

“Yes, Madame Maxime, my apologies. Only the Abraxan needed to stretch their legs a bit. No trouble at all for me my lady. It’s part of my job description.”

“Fall’a me children. De ice cave jus ahead.”

And they all began to walk again in a single file line. The two children from the carriage ride falling in at the end.

Hagrid smiled, and looked up to the sky remembering his adventures with Harry Potter. Only at his advanced age he found happiness in a test run.

Thank you,
Cyrus Emerson

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