"Harry Potter" is the creation of J.K. Rowling. However, Ada and Ethan McKenzie, Renee Smith and Edwin Jasper are my own creations…They are four students who have no real influence over the events of Hogwarts (unlike other students) but can only really watch on the outside of the events that's going on in their school. (I might get a few flames for stating this, but I haven't read the last two HP books and I have no idea what goes on….AND I have really only written a little bit about these characters, Just enjoy this as a one-shot :D )
The Christmas ball was coming up and everyone was excited, however Edwin was looking slightly gloomy.
"There's no chance in hell, Harry'd go with me" he cried to Ada and me as we sat either side of him on our usual bench during lunch. We glanced at each other and nibbled on our sandwiches.
"Perhaps," Ethan said through a half-eaten baked potato "that's because he is one of the champions and it would look a bit …you know. The teachers would probably go right off their knocker," He paused for a moment to gulp down the remains and added in a hushed tone "depending on which one's you may be near at the time" he gave a small shudder as he glanced towards Dumbledore
"…not to mention the reporters would have a field day." I added.
"But reporters aren't allowed within school grounds…" Ada protested "And haven't you seen the precautions they've put in place…"
"Hasn't stopped them…" Ethan stated as he walked over and pulled out the recent edition of the Daily Prophet from Edwin's hands. Edwin gasped and hurriedly stole the back paper from Ethan.
"Watch it…you almost ripped the photo of Harry! …Oh my dear, sweet Harry…" he cooed into the photograph, the photo looked back at him and pulled a puzzled look, Edwin clutched it harder into his chest, by the time he had pulled it away, Photo Harry was standing behind Hermione, using her as a shield.
"It's not fair how the press can get away with this," Ada pouted, "Where are the ethics in this? I can barely write anything in the halls anymore without some bug or another glancing over my shoulder to see if I'm writing about gossip. Where is the justice in all this?"
I rolled my eyes…
"Ada, stop turning my whine into some speech about a political or ethical injustice in the world" Edwin pouted "…we already have Granger to do that! Besides where is the love for meeee!"
I rolled my eyes again.
"Well." Ethan said as he stood up "It's just a stupid ball anyway, the people who should be worried are the try-hards that want everyone to notice them. Me, I'm not going with anyone…I'm gonna try and get a dance with every girl in the school including the cuties from Durmstrang" Ada pushed him. "…Edwin, I promise I'll to get a dance with you, my fair lady."
Edwin smirked "Yeah, but you know, you just don't have the same build as Harry," He pulled a frightened pose with his hand to his face "You know, you're just all hands…"
Both of them laughed really hard and Ethan walked off.
"Feeling better?" I asked
"Oh yes," he said "but…still. Nothing to do but…"
He grabbed my hand, knelt down, pulled a funny stern face and asked in his regal voice.
"Dearest Renee, Eyes of the colour of toads and hair coloured like monkeys and as flat as your chest…" I punched him for that
"Owww! That hurt…ahem, 'Will you hold your hands around my neck until I am truly and utterly…uh…decapitated?' "
Ada and I looked at each other and we cackled like the stereotypical wicked witches in fairy tales (Although, we usually are).
I replied "Oh dearest swine, of course I shall, but I request upon your greasy forehead and large nose that you shall wear your pink frilly apron and prance about the hallways crying 'who's the fairest of them all!'"
Edwin grinned, "It shall be done sir!" he saluted
"Oh shut up," Ada stated