Chapter 10
A/N: I'm sorry it took so long to get this chapter out, but there just never seems to be enough time for anything else than schoolwork. I know what you all must be thinking, and yes, I'm very aware of the fact that 'Order of the Phoenix' will be released on June 21st, and that this story is set during the same year as 'Order of the Phoenix'. That will not affect this story, though; I'm not going to change the plot so it will match 'Order of the Phoenix'. Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy your reading! =0)
And my thanks go to:
Serenella- Thanks very much for saying all those kind things!!! =0)
Katina Wellson- He he... I know, I'm no fun. ;0) BUT, just because you're such a faithful reviewer, I'm actually going to let the hot guys make an appearance. Thanks a bunch for reviewing!
Sydney Bristow- Thanks heaps! =0) I'm so glad you like it.
MandyTheFreak- Who says Draco needs to HANG OUT with Hermione and her Muggle friends just to show up at the Gryffindor slumber party? There could be many reasons why he shows up. By the way, it's not like you can see his blond hair in a fanfic.
Skye- Thanks so much for all the nice things you said!!!
Angelgirl1- Thank you!!! =0)
Jack Kelly's Lady former IndyFan14- Hi Jessie! Thanks for evaluating your review! It's really helpful.
Hermione tried to study, but failed. It was impossible to concentrate on Potions when she heard all that noise coming from the common room. I wish they could show some respect for people who don't have time to go and have fun, but have to study, she thought. If I don't get this to stivk in my head, I'll fail the pop quiz Snape surely will have on Monday.
She heard them turn up Christina Aguleria to the loudest volume, and groaned. That settles it; I have to get out of here. She looked at her watch. The library would still be open for a few hours. She collected all her things, put them in her schoolbag, and headed down to the common room. Nobody noticed when she got there, and when she had reached the portrait, somebody shouted "Food fight!" Immediately, everyone grabbed something of the food Fred and George had sneaked from the kitchen, and started throwing it at each other. Oh, please, Hermione thought and rolled her eyes, talk about being easily amused. She quickly went through the portrait, and ducked from a piece of jelly that came rushing towards her.
"Oi!" she heard someone say astonishingly.
Apparently, someone else hadn't been as lucky as she had, and escaped the jelly. She looked up to see who it was, and burst out laughing at the sight of Malfoy with a surly expression and jelly on his face.
"Here," she said still laughing and handed him a Kleenex.
Crabbe, Goyle and the other Slytherins were laughing too. Malfoy gave them all a withering look and they all awkwardly became silent. He didn't make any attempt to accept the tissue.
"Oh, come on," Hermione said. "What's worse; accepting a tissue from a 'Mudblood' or walking around with jelly on your face?"
Malfoy looked like he had a hard time deciding, but finally took the Kleenex, still not having said a word.
While he was wiping the jelly away, Hermione turned to Crabbe (Or was it Goyle? She hadn't told anyone, but even though she'd attended the same school as them for four years, she still couldn't tell the difference between them.).
"By the way, what are you doing here? If I haven't missed anything, Gryffindor doesn't have any more new students."
"We were going to sabotag... ow!" was all he had time to grunt before Malfoy kicked him on his shinbone.
"You have yourselves to blame," Malfoy muttered and spoke for the first time.
"Excuse me?" Hermione said. "Ourselves to blame? Since when did we invite you? It's not like we've been wearing signs saying 'Come and Ruin Our Common Room' or something like that."
"Well," he said scornfully, "you actually did." "Your little Muggle friends were practically down on their knees, begging me to come their stupid little slumber party."
He laughed. "They were so eager to make sure I got here, that besides giving me the password, they even drew me a map."
Malfoy took out a crimpled paper from his pocket.
Hermione just stared at it. Oh my gosh! she thought. They even drew him a freaking map!!! And with a heart instead of a dot over the i in Gryffindor! She shook her head, and found herself quickly.
"All right," she said. "I don't care what you were planning to do, but all I care about now is getting you out of here. There's no need to waste time trying to get in, because we've switched passwords and taken other measures, so move it!"
Okay, so the last thing wasn't really true (they had only decided that the Fat Lady would go away if someone said the wrong password three times, which could be a problem to Neville, but hey, she'd come up with that under pressure!), but at least it seemed to work, since they started to go away. Malfoy lingered and gave Hermione one last contemptuous look before he turned on his heel and left.
Hermione shook her head again. I so need to have a talk with Theresa, Linda and Megan about what we DO NOT do at this school, she thought as she made her way to the library. I'd better look up a spell that will make a room clean. The house elves WILL NOT need to clean up the mess they've made.
Cho turned page in her History of Magic book, and sighed. Some fifth year Hufflepuff students glanced curiously at her, from the other side of the library, which they hid very badly. Just ignore them, she told herself. Keep on reading your homework and pretend like you haven't seen them, and they'll get bored eventually. It was easier said than done, though. Cho knew what they were thinking, even before she heard what they were saying to each other. It was simply what the whole school must be thinking. She had always had a good sense of hearing, and her parents used to joke and call her 'Dumbo', since 'she had so big ears and always heard what they were talking about'.
"Don't you think she looks inappropriately happy so soon after Cedric's death?" Hannah Abbot said.
"Yeah, she should still mourn," Ernie MacMillan agreed. "Cedric died only three months ago and WE all still do."
Hannah nodded. "I bet she only dated him, because he got to compete in the Triwizard Tournament. Hey, did you see how she was acting all trashy towards Oliver Wood the other day? She doesn't deserve him, just like she didn't deserve Cedric either."
"Uh huh, and you know how she's always laughing and smiling with her friends, in public, like she's got no worry in the world," Susan Bones interposed.
Cho shut her ears. She had heard enough. She felt tears stinging in her eyes, and was choking with sobs. That was one of her worst qualities; her sensitivity. In her 16-year-old life she had been hurt many, many times, since she got hurt so easily. Whatever you do, she told herself, don't cry. You are not going to give them that satisfaction. Now, show them what a good actress you are and go back to reading, like you don't have ANY idea of what their conversation is about. She took a deep breath and was just going to start reading when she saw Hermione enter the library. Hermione noticed her and started walking towards her. Cho waved and put on a smile that was quite the opposite to how she felt.
"Hi Cho," Hermione said, "mind if I sit with you?"
"Hi Hermione," Cho said. "No, not at all; it's just nice with some company."
"What are you doing?" Hermione asked.
"History of Magic," Cho said quickly. "I used to like it before, and didn't think it was hard at all, but now we have this incredibly boring book, which can bore anyone to death. You have to read a chapter 10 times before you'll remember one third of what it's about. On top of that, it's very heavy."
Cho laughed nervously and babbled on. "You know what? A guy in my year actually succeeded with losing his book! I can't understand how he did it. I mean, how can you avoid noticing this book? If it falls out of your schoolbag, you'll certainly notice it, because a burden will literally be lifted from your shoulders."
Hermione looked at the book and nodded.
"He said he forgot it at the toilet," Cho continued in the same fast tempo as before. "And... uh... and... and..."
"Cho," Hermione said softly and gave her a scrutinizing gaze, "is everything all right?"
"Yes, of course it is," Cho said exaggeratingly cheerfully. "School has started again; what could possibly be wrong?"
Hermione didn't seem to be convinced, and had a concerned look in her face. Cho buried her face in her hands, because she felt tears stinging in her eyes again. Who am I fooling? she thought. I can repress it how much I want, and pretend like nothing has happened, but there will always be someone who will dig it up again. I can't move on until I've gotten even with it. Move on. That's what Cho wanted more than anything. She was tired of hiding her true feelings and showing people a façade, putting on an act.
"Is it about... Cedric?" Hermione asked prudently.
Cho looked up and saw the concerned look in Hermione's face. She seemed to really care and Cho felt like she could trust her. She looked right into Hermione's eyes, and was determined to get even with the past. "Yes."
"Look, you don't need to tell me anything about it," Hermione said.
"I know," Cho said and swallowed, "but I want to and will, because it's not at all what you and everybody else think."
A/N: And here's where I'll leave it for now. Want to know why Cho has been repressing Cedric's death? Then I suggest you to read the next chapter! ;0) Enough about the next one now. What did YOU think of this chapter? Funny, sappy, good, bad or boring? You name it! Please review and tell me the adjective(s) YOU think describe(s) this chapter the best; all feedback is welcome and highly appreciated.
A/N: I'm sorry it took so long to get this chapter out, but there just never seems to be enough time for anything else than schoolwork. I know what you all must be thinking, and yes, I'm very aware of the fact that 'Order of the Phoenix' will be released on June 21st, and that this story is set during the same year as 'Order of the Phoenix'. That will not affect this story, though; I'm not going to change the plot so it will match 'Order of the Phoenix'. Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy your reading! =0)
And my thanks go to:
Serenella- Thanks very much for saying all those kind things!!! =0)
Katina Wellson- He he... I know, I'm no fun. ;0) BUT, just because you're such a faithful reviewer, I'm actually going to let the hot guys make an appearance. Thanks a bunch for reviewing!
Sydney Bristow- Thanks heaps! =0) I'm so glad you like it.
MandyTheFreak- Who says Draco needs to HANG OUT with Hermione and her Muggle friends just to show up at the Gryffindor slumber party? There could be many reasons why he shows up. By the way, it's not like you can see his blond hair in a fanfic.
Skye- Thanks so much for all the nice things you said!!!
Angelgirl1- Thank you!!! =0)
Jack Kelly's Lady former IndyFan14- Hi Jessie! Thanks for evaluating your review! It's really helpful.
Hermione tried to study, but failed. It was impossible to concentrate on Potions when she heard all that noise coming from the common room. I wish they could show some respect for people who don't have time to go and have fun, but have to study, she thought. If I don't get this to stivk in my head, I'll fail the pop quiz Snape surely will have on Monday.
She heard them turn up Christina Aguleria to the loudest volume, and groaned. That settles it; I have to get out of here. She looked at her watch. The library would still be open for a few hours. She collected all her things, put them in her schoolbag, and headed down to the common room. Nobody noticed when she got there, and when she had reached the portrait, somebody shouted "Food fight!" Immediately, everyone grabbed something of the food Fred and George had sneaked from the kitchen, and started throwing it at each other. Oh, please, Hermione thought and rolled her eyes, talk about being easily amused. She quickly went through the portrait, and ducked from a piece of jelly that came rushing towards her.
"Oi!" she heard someone say astonishingly.
Apparently, someone else hadn't been as lucky as she had, and escaped the jelly. She looked up to see who it was, and burst out laughing at the sight of Malfoy with a surly expression and jelly on his face.
"Here," she said still laughing and handed him a Kleenex.
Crabbe, Goyle and the other Slytherins were laughing too. Malfoy gave them all a withering look and they all awkwardly became silent. He didn't make any attempt to accept the tissue.
"Oh, come on," Hermione said. "What's worse; accepting a tissue from a 'Mudblood' or walking around with jelly on your face?"
Malfoy looked like he had a hard time deciding, but finally took the Kleenex, still not having said a word.
While he was wiping the jelly away, Hermione turned to Crabbe (Or was it Goyle? She hadn't told anyone, but even though she'd attended the same school as them for four years, she still couldn't tell the difference between them.).
"By the way, what are you doing here? If I haven't missed anything, Gryffindor doesn't have any more new students."
"We were going to sabotag... ow!" was all he had time to grunt before Malfoy kicked him on his shinbone.
"You have yourselves to blame," Malfoy muttered and spoke for the first time.
"Excuse me?" Hermione said. "Ourselves to blame? Since when did we invite you? It's not like we've been wearing signs saying 'Come and Ruin Our Common Room' or something like that."
"Well," he said scornfully, "you actually did." "Your little Muggle friends were practically down on their knees, begging me to come their stupid little slumber party."
He laughed. "They were so eager to make sure I got here, that besides giving me the password, they even drew me a map."
Malfoy took out a crimpled paper from his pocket.
Hermione just stared at it. Oh my gosh! she thought. They even drew him a freaking map!!! And with a heart instead of a dot over the i in Gryffindor! She shook her head, and found herself quickly.
"All right," she said. "I don't care what you were planning to do, but all I care about now is getting you out of here. There's no need to waste time trying to get in, because we've switched passwords and taken other measures, so move it!"
Okay, so the last thing wasn't really true (they had only decided that the Fat Lady would go away if someone said the wrong password three times, which could be a problem to Neville, but hey, she'd come up with that under pressure!), but at least it seemed to work, since they started to go away. Malfoy lingered and gave Hermione one last contemptuous look before he turned on his heel and left.
Hermione shook her head again. I so need to have a talk with Theresa, Linda and Megan about what we DO NOT do at this school, she thought as she made her way to the library. I'd better look up a spell that will make a room clean. The house elves WILL NOT need to clean up the mess they've made.
Cho turned page in her History of Magic book, and sighed. Some fifth year Hufflepuff students glanced curiously at her, from the other side of the library, which they hid very badly. Just ignore them, she told herself. Keep on reading your homework and pretend like you haven't seen them, and they'll get bored eventually. It was easier said than done, though. Cho knew what they were thinking, even before she heard what they were saying to each other. It was simply what the whole school must be thinking. She had always had a good sense of hearing, and her parents used to joke and call her 'Dumbo', since 'she had so big ears and always heard what they were talking about'.
"Don't you think she looks inappropriately happy so soon after Cedric's death?" Hannah Abbot said.
"Yeah, she should still mourn," Ernie MacMillan agreed. "Cedric died only three months ago and WE all still do."
Hannah nodded. "I bet she only dated him, because he got to compete in the Triwizard Tournament. Hey, did you see how she was acting all trashy towards Oliver Wood the other day? She doesn't deserve him, just like she didn't deserve Cedric either."
"Uh huh, and you know how she's always laughing and smiling with her friends, in public, like she's got no worry in the world," Susan Bones interposed.
Cho shut her ears. She had heard enough. She felt tears stinging in her eyes, and was choking with sobs. That was one of her worst qualities; her sensitivity. In her 16-year-old life she had been hurt many, many times, since she got hurt so easily. Whatever you do, she told herself, don't cry. You are not going to give them that satisfaction. Now, show them what a good actress you are and go back to reading, like you don't have ANY idea of what their conversation is about. She took a deep breath and was just going to start reading when she saw Hermione enter the library. Hermione noticed her and started walking towards her. Cho waved and put on a smile that was quite the opposite to how she felt.
"Hi Cho," Hermione said, "mind if I sit with you?"
"Hi Hermione," Cho said. "No, not at all; it's just nice with some company."
"What are you doing?" Hermione asked.
"History of Magic," Cho said quickly. "I used to like it before, and didn't think it was hard at all, but now we have this incredibly boring book, which can bore anyone to death. You have to read a chapter 10 times before you'll remember one third of what it's about. On top of that, it's very heavy."
Cho laughed nervously and babbled on. "You know what? A guy in my year actually succeeded with losing his book! I can't understand how he did it. I mean, how can you avoid noticing this book? If it falls out of your schoolbag, you'll certainly notice it, because a burden will literally be lifted from your shoulders."
Hermione looked at the book and nodded.
"He said he forgot it at the toilet," Cho continued in the same fast tempo as before. "And... uh... and... and..."
"Cho," Hermione said softly and gave her a scrutinizing gaze, "is everything all right?"
"Yes, of course it is," Cho said exaggeratingly cheerfully. "School has started again; what could possibly be wrong?"
Hermione didn't seem to be convinced, and had a concerned look in her face. Cho buried her face in her hands, because she felt tears stinging in her eyes again. Who am I fooling? she thought. I can repress it how much I want, and pretend like nothing has happened, but there will always be someone who will dig it up again. I can't move on until I've gotten even with it. Move on. That's what Cho wanted more than anything. She was tired of hiding her true feelings and showing people a façade, putting on an act.
"Is it about... Cedric?" Hermione asked prudently.
Cho looked up and saw the concerned look in Hermione's face. She seemed to really care and Cho felt like she could trust her. She looked right into Hermione's eyes, and was determined to get even with the past. "Yes."
"Look, you don't need to tell me anything about it," Hermione said.
"I know," Cho said and swallowed, "but I want to and will, because it's not at all what you and everybody else think."
A/N: And here's where I'll leave it for now. Want to know why Cho has been repressing Cedric's death? Then I suggest you to read the next chapter! ;0) Enough about the next one now. What did YOU think of this chapter? Funny, sappy, good, bad or boring? You name it! Please review and tell me the adjective(s) YOU think describe(s) this chapter the best; all feedback is welcome and highly appreciated.