I. Do. Not. Own. This was originally written by StarryEyedLove on Quizilla but her evil cousin deleted all her stories. Someone sent me these and I thought I would share them with the rest of you lovelies... So! Without further ado, I give you... Meetings in the Tower. Happy Reading!
"Now why on earth would you ever think that?" you asked trying to sound innocent.
"I'm a tad more observant than the majority our classmates my friend, I see the way you look at each other when you pass in the halls" she said with an all-knowing grin.
"And you- and you don't have a problem with it?" you asked in disbelief that Luna was talking so calmly about this with you. You knew if you were talking to any of your other friends they would tell you were acting crazier than usual and try to convince you of what a horrible person Draco was.
"Why should I? Everyone has a reason for the way they are. Who am I to judge?" Luna answered.
You sat in silence letting her words sink in and you realized how right she actually was. Everyone had a reason for being the way they are; the people who raised you had taught you to be kind and treat everyone with respect. But what if you had been raised by your real parents – the parents who at this very moment were locked up in Azkaban Prison for murdering innocent people? Would you be different? Would you be cruel and believe yourself superior to others?
"You know, I think you are honestly the most brilliant person I have ever met!" you said in all seriousness.
"Well that's something I've never heard before! Thanks Anna" she said with a smile.
You smiled back at her when you felt someone plop down in the seat next to you. You turned around see an overjoyed looking Hermione.
"What are you so happy about?" you asked, "Wait let me guess! Carrot top asked you to Hogsmeade!" you exclaimed excitedly.
"Well no" Hermione sighed, her expression becoming a little less excited than it had been before. "But I do have good news! Ronald and I are going to Hogsmeade together. Since you're going with Roger and Harry is going with Cho, Ron and I are left all by our lonesome!" she said happily.
"So what are you planning on doing? An hour or so of awkward silence in the Three Broomsticks and then another hour of awkward silence at Honeydukes?" you asked mockingly.
"Hey! That was kind of harsh!" she exclaimed slapping you on the arm.
"No, that, my good friend, is honesty. You are both too nervous to even talk anymore. I say you make the first move Herms, or you're just going to end up miserable like usual" you said.
"I wish I could but it's too hard Anna, I just can't come out and say it" Hermione sighed sadly.
"Why? You know he feels the exact same way! You two are hopeless I swear" you said exasperatedly.
"Well anyways let's stop ripping apart my love life and move on to yours. Roger Davies, huh? Well I've got to admit he is gorgeous!" Hermione giggled.
"Ugh- first let me say this, there is no me and Roger! Mmkay?" you said annoyed.
"Yeah, whatever! That's why you actually said yes to him, right? You realize this is your first date! Roger is like a god among all the guys now; he attained the unattainable Anna Darcy!" Hermione responded sounding rather amused by the whole situation.
"You're not serious are you? Are people really actually saying that? Gah! I said yes by bloody accident" you said smacking your forehead.
"Oh stop complaining. Most girls would kill to be you right now" Hermione scolded.
"Well most girls are bloody idiots!" you yelled a little too loud, because nearly every girl at the Ravenclaw table turned to glare at you, except Luna who snorted with laughter.
"Whoops, I got to remember to use my indoor voice" you sighed causing Hermione to burst out into a fit of giggles. "Well I got to go Herms, I have Quidditch practice! Good look with fireball!" you said getting up from the table.
You changed into your dark blue and silver Quidditch robes before pulling your hair back in a tight bun. You slipped on your trainers and grabbed your broom, a Comet Two Sixty, it was all your foster parents could afford.
"Still riding a Comet Two Sixty Darcy? That's kind of sad" Cho sneered raising an eyebrow at your broom. The team keeper, Lauren Edwards, sniggered from behind her.
"I happen to like my Comet, we've become very close over these past few years" you said cheerily, "Haven't we Comet?" you said in a baby voice to your broom.
"Talking to your broom now, huh Anna? You're more of nutter than I thought" Freddie laughed walking in the room and sitting down beside you.
"Yup! You should try it sometime Frederick, it's quite entertaining!" you said with a bright smile.
"Um- hello there Nimbus 2000, how are you doing today? Good? Oh well that's good, I'm fine myself. You know I'd really appreciate it if you flew a bit faster today, see this psycho chick named Anna keeps out flying me and we can't have that can we?" Freddie said to his broom.
"Oh Freddie stop encouraging her!" Cho snapped getting fed up with the whole situation.
"Don't listen to her Nimbus; she's just a bitter old seeker" Freddie cooed stroking his broom.
"Arrgh!" Cho yelled in a mix of annoyance and frustration before grabbing Lauren's wrist and marching her over to the other side of the lockers.
"What did you two do this time?" Roger asked suspiciously as Cho stomped past him.
"We were just having an innocent chat with our brooms and she got all 'Arrgh!'" you said with a shrug.
"It's true mate!" Freddie declared.
Roger chuckled and shook his head at the two of you before walking over to his locker mumbling something that sounded like "bunch of nutters" under his breath.
You stepped out on to the pitch between Roger and Freddie. You and Freddie were trying to convince Roger that talking to your broom actually made it fly faster.
"I swear to you mate! That famous chaser Damien Corey, the one on the Cannons, he does it all the time! I read it in Witch's Weekly" you lied convincingly.
"And I remember reading something about it in Quidditch Today" Freddie added playing along.
"Did you really? I don't remember that article-" Roger began, but he stopped in mid-sentence when he saw the pitch. "Oh no bloody way! I signed Ravenclaw up for the pitch from seven to nine Friday! No bloody way!" he yelled storming out to the center of the field with you and the rest of the team close at his heels, looking similarly pissed.
"Wood, get your arse down here!" you yelled at him as he flew away from the hoops over to tell Angelina something. He looked a little surprised at the sound of his name; he looked down to see you and the rest of Ravenclaw team standing there and quickly touched down to the ground looking confused.
"Can I help you Miss Darcy?" Wood asked politely flashing you his famous 'lady-killing' smile.
"No, but you can leave her alone Wood! However you can help me, by getting off the bloody pitch" Roger shouted.
"Sorry mate, but the Gryffindors happen to be practicing at the moment" Wood replied.
"Oh hell no Oliver Wood! We're signed up for the pitch right now and you know it. So you get your team out of the air and down on the ground and be on your way" you said coldly. You loved Quidditch and didn't want anyone getting in the way of your time to play.
"I don't know what you guys are talking about; I signed up yesterday with McGonagall" Oliver said looking this time genuinely confused.
"But I signed up with Hooch on Wednesday! McGonagall must not have double checked with her" Roger said angrily.
"Well looks like we're both signed up for the pitch" Wood said with a shrug, "how about a friendly scrimmage?"
"Do you really think your ego can handle getting its ass kicked so early in the season Wood?" you asked with a smirk.
"Oh we'll see about that Darcy" he laughed winking at you. You saw Roger's expression turn from anger to jealousy as you and Wood talked.
"Alright, you're on Wood" Roger said stepping in front of you, so you were out of Oliver's sight.
"Brilliant, prepare to go down" he said in an overconfident tone before flying off into the air to fill his team in on what was happening.
"We've got to beat him" Roger said fiercely, his fists were clenched at his side shaking slightly. Roger and Oliver had always competed in nearly everything from girls to school to Quidditch. They were both two of the brightest boys in the seventh year and were always rivaling each other for the top marks. They were both fantastic Quidditch players who made captain of their house teams. You also remembered when they both had a crush on Katie Bell in fifth year and now they were competing for you. 'Well neither of them is going to win me' you thought to yourself somewhat amused by the thought.
"We will Roger! I'll make sure of it" Cho said smiling flirtatiously at him.
"Yeah, but we might have to win by goals rather than the snitch. Harry's a brilliant seeker and he's got a bloody Firebolt" you said glancing sideways at the offended look on Cho's face, "So Roger and Freddie we've got work our asses of okay?"
"Anna's right!" Roger exclaimed to Cho's outrage, "Lauren keep their goal scoring to a minimum. Corner and Lyndon keep sending bludgers at their chasers alright? And maybe a few at Wood for laughs, and we'll take care of the rest" Roger said with a wink to you and Freddie.
"Anytime now, Davies!" Oliver called from the sky looking a little annoyed.
With that you all kicked off from the ground and flew into the sky. The snitch and bludgers had already been released earlier and Adam Lyndon, one of your beaters, had offered to throw up the quaffle. With one swift movement the quaffle was in the air, you sped toward it and clutched it securely in your arms.
You faked to the right then swerved to the left around Angelina only to find Kate hurtling toward you. You ducked down quickly and made a perfect pass to Freddie. Freddie doubled back away from Alicia and threw it over to Roger who in turn sped down the field to score the first goal of the scrimmage – the first of many goals for the Ravenclaw team.
After about twenty minutes, the score was already 140-0; the Gryffindor chasers were just no match for the Ravenclaw ones. You guys worked flawlessly together making nearly all perfect passes.
Suddenly you saw something out of the corner of your eye; Cho and Harry were both speeding down toward the ground where you could see a glint of gold. The entire field had stopped to watch, except for you. You sped down the field unnoticed and over to the Gryffindor's goal posts. You flung the quaffle straight through the middle hoop before Oliver even realized you were there. Just as you scored you saw Harry flying around pounding his fist into the air, he had caught the snitch.
All the Gryffindors began to cheer wildly and pat Harry on the back except for Oliver. "Guys, guys we didn't win" he mumbled angrily.
"What? Of course we did! 140-150!" Angelina exclaimed.
"Nope! Someone scored while you were all watching Harry and Cho" you said happily.
"She didn't-" Katie began.
"She did" Oliver finished looking very crestfallen.
"Oh cheer up mopey! It's a tie, that's not too bad is it?" you said happily ruffling Oliver's hair before touching back down to the ground.
"Quick thinking Darcy! Absolutely brilliant!" Roger exclaimed while pulling you into a tight hug and planting a kiss on your on cheek. Freddie came up behind him and also pulled you into a tight embrace.
"Better luck next time Cho" you said with a satisfied smirk before turning on your heel and walking off the pitch feeling particularly pleased.
You woke up the next morning with a smile still plastered on your face. Last night you got to show up Cho and Oliver, it had been a great day.
You rolled off your bed groggily causing a large bang to echo through the dorm room. All the other girls you shared a room with bolted awake at the noise.
"Darcy! Just get out of your bed the normal way, so you don't wake us all up!" Padma yelled.
"Sorry gals, I just thought you might want to be up by now. There's only an hour before we leave for Hogsmeade and honestly Padma your hair looks like a bird's nest." you said civilly.
"Only an hour?" she screeched literally jumping out of her bed and sprinting over to the bathrooms with her lackeys closely following after her.
"Well that got rid of them" you chuckled quietly to yourself.
You trudged over to your trunk and rummaged through it looking for something to wear. You wanted to look somewhat nice, because you were going to Hogsmeade, but at the same time you didn't want to give Roger the idea you were dressing up for him. You eventually decided on a pair of faded hip hugger jeans with a rip in one knee and a black belt with a rather tight black t-shirt that adorned a red dragon on the front. You brushed your hair and decided just to leave it down for once. You reached for the little make up you actually owned, but then decided against it. 'Why bother, it's only Roger' you thought to yourself. You only really wore make-up on special occasions and only subtly, just enough to enhance your natural beauty.
"That was not funny Anna!" Jane Whitmore, a short girl with frizzy red hair snapped walking into the room. You laughed quietly as you realized they must have finally figured out they still had three hours.
"Sorry, my clock must be a bit off" you lied trying your best to sound sincere, but failing miserably. Jane just stuck her nose up at you and exited the room looking quite annoyed.
You sighed and then willed yourself to walk down the stairs to the Ravenclaw Common Room; you were silently praying Roger wasn't up yet. To your relief when you got down there, hardly anyone was in the room. Only a few Ravenclaw first year boys trying to figure out a question Professor Snape had given them for homework.
"Look on page one hundred and forty five in your book" you said to them as you passed by. They smiled gratefully at you and immediately flicked to that page.
You departed from the Common Room and down the stairs toward the Great Hall for breakfast. For some reason you didn't really feel hungry that morning, but the Great Hall was better than the Common Room by far.
"Anna! Anna wait up!" a voice called from behind you and you instantly knew to whom it belonged.