Sorry I've been so late guys, but school has started up again. :/

Chapter 4

After detention with Umbridge was finished and Harry's hand looked like it had been burnt several times, he headed back up to the common room. He held his hand, cursing and wincing. His eyes scanned over the words etched over and over and over in his skin. He told the password to the Fat Lady and entered the room, being sure to hide his injured hand. Ron was slouched over a text book while Hermione was curled up, reading. Harry immediately went over to Ron, who looked about ready to throw the book across the room. "Hey mate, what're you doing?" Harry asked pleasantly.

Ron glanced up at his friend. "Just studying for the bloody Transfiguration test that McGonagall gave us," Ron grumbled.

Harry smirked. "Oh really? Huh, weird. She didn't give US any test," he said in triumph.

Ron sat there for a moment as if he was thinking of a good comeback. "Well, we're ahead of you, so ha!" Ron gloated and Harry just raised an eyebrow.

"Really? Ron, that's not something to be proud of. You've got a class full of nerds since you're so ahead of us," Harry teased the redhead, who sulked and turned back to the textbook.

"Yeah, whatever...hey wait!" Ron spun around to look at Harry again. "How was your detention with Umbridge?"

Harry awkwardly focused his gaze on the floor. "Er...it was...fine."

"Fine?" Ron asked incredulously. "What do you mean, fine? She's a bloody monster!"

Hermione took her nose out of her book to glare at them. "Keep your voices down!" she hissed before turning back to the novel.

"So you just wrote lines? That's it?" Ron asked skeptically after Harry had told him.

Harry nodded. Technically it was true. He had written lines...that had been carved into his skin, but what Ron didn't know couldn't hurt him. "Yeah, that was it. It was boring and she was leering at me with her fat face, so it was kind of a punishment." Harry joked, but Ron still looked a little doubtful.

"Yeah, okay Harry, whatever." Ron turned back around to study, which he never really did.

Harry looked at Hermione who was glancing over at Ron with a strange look in her eyes. Harry grinned and spun around to see Jessica standing inches from him. He jumped back in surprise. "Oh, uh, hey Jessica," he adjusted his glasses.

"Hi Harry. How was your detention?" she asked him.

"Oh, it was fine. Umbridge just made me do a bunch of lines and such, you know? Really boring, but nothing painful." Harry cringed inwardly, silently begging Jessica not to bring up the last part of his sentence.

Jessica just looked confused, but nodded. "Er, okay Harry," she followed him as he sat on the couch. "So are you trying out for Quidditch? Everyone's been telling me that you're a really good Seeker," she pointed out.

Harry shifted uncomfortably since Jessica was sitting so close to him. "Erm, yeah, I probably should. I think Angelina's the captain, so that'll be good," he nodded.

"Oh, do you think that I should join Quidditch?" Jessica questioned.

"Are you any good at Quidditch?" Harry asked.

Jessica shrugged. "I'm not entirely sure. I've been on a broom before, but only once," she admitted.

"Then you probably shouldn't be on the team this year. Maybe I could help you practice?" Harry offered and saw Jessica's face light up.

"Really? That would be great!" she smiled warmly at him, but he was distracted by the portrait door opening and another Weasley entering the room.

"Hold on a second, I have to go ask Ginny something." Harry told Jessica and hopped off the couch, heading towards Ginny.

Ginny saw her crush heading towards her and she gave him a small smile. "Hi Harry," she greeted.

"Hi Ginny. Jessica and I were talking about Quidditch and that remind me, are you going to try out for the team? I remember you liking Quidditch." Harry asked her. Ginny could hardly jump for joy that Harry remembered her talking about Quidditch. He had been talking to Jessica about Quidditch? Ginny bet that Jessica had no skill on a broom. "Er...Ginny?" Harry asked and she snapped out of her thoughts.

"Oh, maybe. We'll see. Who's captain?" she asked.

"Angelina Johnson," he answered and Ginny shrugged.

"I dunno. I'll think about it," she told him as she started to walk to the girls dormitory.

"You're really talented on a broom," Harry called after her, desperate for her to join since he had seen her skill. There was no way that he could stand losing to Malfoy. Ginny blushed at his compliment, but since she faced away from him, Harry didn't see it.

"Like I said Harry, I'll think about it," she turned and smiled before climbing up the stairs. Harry sighed and walked back to the couch, slumping onto it. Jessica, who had watched the whole exchange with narrowed eyes, looked at him.

"So, when is my first lesson?" she asked brightly.