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The Spiders - Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

They’d heard warnings about crazy young Maurice and his animatronic spiders wandering around campus on the loose, but Dawn hadn’t really taken them seriously. How spooky could a fake spider be? She thought real spiders were almost kind of cute -- she’d even begged for a tarantula when she was younger, before Piglet had begged her not to get one since he was too scared. Even after she’d read him Charlotte’s Web, he still hadn’t been excited about the prospect, so spiderless she’d remained.

Dawn and LJ had been walking down the hall side by side, chatting about the cutest new romcom they’d seen, Dawn almost on the brink of asking if LJ had ever considered doing doggie matchmaking... when she heard a clicking sound, one that was unnatural and had her stopping dead in her tracks. She clung onto LJ’s arm, not wanting to be as afraid as she was but unable to stop the way her nails dug into her friend’s flesh and probably would leave a mark later. 

“What was that?” she gasped as the sound rang out again, and the little spiders clicked out into the hallway in front of them. Light sparkled off them and the way they moved was so... unnatural. It wasn’t like a real animal only in metallic form, it looked creepy to Dawn’s eyes, and she shrieked loudly, her screams deafening her... or was LJ screaming, too? She wasn’t entirely sure as she dragged her friend off in the other direction, not stopping until she was sure they were safely out of reach, where she gasped, “We have got to go watch You’ve Got Mail to help get that mental image out of my head, okay?”