A/N: FINALLY I have updated…at last. Even if a lot of you do not care, it's about time and it's been too long. I've been really busy with school, Ashley moving to a different city and school, and those things among many others. I have finally made it to Grade 12 Extremely happy. So now that I have to take over this fic by myself, I will improve a lot of it, and try to make the future chapters better.
But on to other matters.
Thank you to all the readers who thought that this was funny. It may have grammar mistakes, and be childish at times, but bare with me. It will be fixed.
With all of that said, enjoy chapter 14
Previous Chapter Update:
"Harry! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" Hermione yelled. She looked at Harry for an answer, but all that she got back was a shocked stare from both Harry and Ron, having heard their best friend curse. With the silence for an answer, she decided to continue.
"YOUR..YOUR JUST CLUELESS. STOP GETTING INTO THINGS THAT HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU!" With that said, Hermione abruptly turned around and ran out of the Great Hall, looking for Ashley.
Ron glared at Harry for upsetting both of their friends, and soon turned to catch up with Hermione to find their brunette friend.. All Harry could do was stare in the direction his friends went, feeling slightly guilty.
Chapter 14 – Admitting It Was Stupid
Ron soon caught up with Hermione and joined her in the quest to find Ashley. It didn't take long for they found the brunette in the Gryffindor Common Room, sitting on one of the couches fuming.
The two walked towards her and sat on either side of her, looking at her in sympathy.
"Are you ok?" Hermione asked. "Harry can be so clueless at times."
"NO, REALLY?!" Ashley screamed back.
"Whoa, Ashley, calm down, just breathe." Hermione said, trying her best to calm her friend.
"I AM BREATHING KATT!" Hermione looked at her in confusion. "I mean Hermione. I'm sorry for yelling at you, it's not your fault. I'm alright, I'm alright," Ashley repeated, talking more to herself than to Hermione.
The other two stared at Ashley like she was crazy. "Who's Katt?" Ron asked in confusion. "And why are you pretending to talk to an animal?"
"What? Oh, Katt is one of my friends back home, and that's what we call her. She always tells me to breathe when I am breathing normally and then I get mad at her. I don't know why, I just don't like it." Ashley explained.
"Ok…..well anyways, let's go watch some Quidditch shall we?" Ron asked. "The Ravenclaws are practicing."
"Yay!" Ashley exclaimed with joy. It was the best idea she had heard all day.
With that said, all three made their way down to the Quidditch pitch, talking excitedly about event's that were to come in the future, trying their best to stay away from the topic of 'Harry'.
When they got to their destination, they sat down in one of the many stands.
Ashley turned towards Ron. "I love Quidditch! Your on the team right?" She asked.
"Yeah, I started this year. I love it! Although I'm not the best." Ron answered.
"Oh, I'm sure your not that bad." She told him sincerely. "I would love to play, when is your guys' next game?" Ashley quickly asked.
"Saturday."
"Really, already? Wow, good luck." Ashley said as she smiled.
"Thanks! I'll need it, badly." Ron told her dejectedly.
Ashley just gave him a skeptical look in response, and turned back to the practice. After a few minutes she turned back towards the other two. "So who are you guy's going with to the dance?" She asked.
"Oh! Well, were going, together." Hermione spoke up sheepishly, leaving both Ron and herself blushing.
"Oh, great! It's about time!" Ashley exclaimed with a grin.
"What do you mean by that?" Ron asked her.
"Ohh, nothing."
"No, really. What?" Hermione also asked, wanting to know just as much as Ron.
"Uh, it's really nothing. I just thought you two had a thing for each other."
"Oh!" Hermione said, blushing even more.
Ashley nodded and once again turned towards the Ravenclaw Quidditch practice, ending the converstation.
SamAshleySamAshleySamAshleyLater in the evening, Sam found herself in the Syltherin Common Rooms, trying to finish some Potions homework, when she suddenly put down her quill. She thought of the many things going on, Ashley and their fight the first one popping in her head.
"Maybe I should just talk to her." Sam said to herself out loud, thinking that no one would hear her.
"What was that Sam?" Pansy asked as she came up behind her blonde friend.
"Oh, nothing." Sam replied, giving Pansy a strained smile. "Just talking to myself."
"Oh ok." Pansy sighed, accepting the answer. "Want to come to supper with me?"
"Sure." She said back, setting her books aside, confident that they would still be there when she got back. "Let's go." She said as she stood up to walk beside her slightly taller friend.
Soon after they reached the entrance to the Great Hall, about to walk in, when Sam had spotted Ashley.
Turning to Pansy to tell her she would catch up with her afterwards, she walked towards where her best friend was, stopping in front of the brunette.
"Montgomery, I want to have a word." Sam said coldly, keeping up the Slytherin appearance.
"Sure, Miss Lemiere." Ashley replied, giving her Gryffindor friends a nod for them to go in with out her, following Sam away from everyone else.
"We're going outside, if that is alright?" Sam asked, looking over her shoulder to the other girl, but Ashley all but nodded her consent.
Once outside, and alone, Sam stopped and turned around and said,
"Look, Ashley. I'm sorry, what happened was terribly stupid."
Ashley all but looked at her. After a few seconds of silence she finally replied, "Yeah, it was, but we were both in the wrong. So…" Ashley stuck her hand out in front of them.
"Friends?" Sam asked hopefully as she took the hand.
"Yes! Of course." Ashley replied, both laughing long over how stupid the whole disagreement was.
After a few minutes of laughing, they came back from their high.
"Well." Sam said, "I have to get back to Slytherin, and I'm sure they are waiting for you at the Gryff table."
"Yeah, let's go back in." Ashley said with a smile as they both turned back to go in.
They returned to the Great Hall, entering just as Dumbledore stood up to say something. Walking to their respected tables, they listened.
"We have just figured out the details of the dance. It will be next Saturday, and will start at 7:00 pm. That is six days from now, I hope you all will be ready in time." Dumbledores voice boomed over the Great Hall as he made is way to sit back down.
"Sweet! Hey Pansy, have you got a date yet?" She looked across the table to Pansy.
"Yeah, it's Blaise. You?"
"Draco." Sam replied.
"Oh." Pansy looked down hurt.
"Um..yes..hmm…well what kind of dress are you wearing?" Sam said in interest.
"A long spaghetti straped black dress."
"Oh, cool. Well…umm…bon appetite." Sam said quickly in discomfort, turning her attention towards the food.
SamAshleySamAshleySamAshleySix days had went slower than Ashley and Sam would have liked, but tried not to let it bother them too badly, their excitement building with each day. It was the day before the dance, and Sam and Ashley were in Potions talking excitedly, finished their potion of the day.
"Ok, I can 'not wait'. I've never been to a magical dance before, it'll be so awesome." Ashley babbled.
"Yeah, I can't wait either. I just wish they had the bands we had though." Sam whined.
"Well, their music is kinda weird, oh well." Ashley laughed. "So what do you want to do when class ends?" She asked.
"How about we sit down by the lake?" Sam suggested.
"YEE-AH!" Ashley yelled slightly and laughed. "Yeah, let's do that."
"Alright." Sam smiled.
Half an hour passed and Potions finally ended, everyone grabbing their books and possessions, going wherever they had to go next. The two girls walked down to the lake and sat in front of it, watching the Giant Squid flail it's tentacles, talking about what songs they thought would be played at the dance, who would spike the butterbeer first. Soon it came to be supper, resulting in both girls having to get up and go their separate ways. After supper they walked with each other to their room, their excitement growing for the next day. As they walked into their room, they silently got ready for bed and lied down to sleep, too tired to talk anymore.
The next day, once both were awake, Ashley exclaimed. "It's today! YAY!!"
"Yay!" Sam unenthusiastically. Ashley gave her a weird look. "No, I'm excited about the dance, it's just that I'm really tired…I wanna go back to sleep," Sam whined.
"Ok, go ahead and fall back to sleep, I'll find something to do. But first, I need a balanced breakfast," Ashley said dorkishly. "Well anyways, see you later. Bye!" She said as she walked out the portrait.
"Later" Sam replied sleepily, turning in her bed, soon falling asleep.
SamAshleySamAshleySamAshleyAshley soon found her self in the Great Hall, walking towards her table. As she reached it, she grabbed a piece of toast and walked back out the Great Hall, out of the castle and sat by the lake.
"Hi Ashley!" Someone said behind her, causing her to yelp in. Ashley turned to look who it was when they spoke again. "May I sit here?" They asked.
Ashley looked up and saw that it was Harry. "Oh yeah, sorry, you can sit here, you just scared me."
"Sorry about that," He said empathetically as he sat down beside her. "So, what's up?" He asked.
"Eh, nothing really, you?" She asked back.
"Nothing much. Are you excited about the dance?"
"Yes, very much so, I haven't ever been to a magical dance before, are they fun?" She asked him in curiosity.
"Well you of all people should know that it wasn't all that great for me last year, but if I had gone with Hermione, which I would have if it weren't for Ron, I know that it would have been. But speaking for all of the other people, I'm sure it was," Harry replied honestly.
"That's awesome, so are you going with anybody this year?"
"Cho."
"Oh, I see, cool…well I can't wait…like I've said a million times this month" She laughed at her own silliness.
"So how come you can't tell me? And please don't freak out." Harry asked cautiously.
"Uh..what?" Ashley had no idea what Harry was talking about, until it finally hit her. He must have been talking about Sam and Snape. "OH! Yeah, I'm going with Fred, "She said cheerfully, deciding it would be best to play dumb.
"Um..cool, but that's not what I ment, you know what I'm talking about, don't pretend you don't. Why can't you just tell me the truth? Come on, please?" Harry tried again.
"Are you talking about Sam and Snape?" Harry nodded, and Ashley sighed. "Harry, how many times do I have to tell you? What do you want me to say? What would make you believe me?"
"You don't have to say the same thing's over again. I want you to tell me the truth. And I'm not stupid, I can tell there's something going on between them," Harry replied.
Ashley sighed again, "Harry!" He was making her upset. "Nothing is going on, ok? Now can we please talk about something else? You did good in the Quidditch game, it was awesome."
"Please don't change the subject, please tell me," Harry pleaded, giving Ashley puppy eyes.
"Haha, but those don't work on me," Ashley said to him playfully, "But nice try."
When Harry realized that it wasn't working, he gave up and sighed, looking the other way, gasping at what he saw he said, "And you're sure there isn't anything going on?" Harry asked, pointing in the direction he was looking at. "There isn't anything going on, but yet they are kissing?" Harry asked with a grin plastered on his face.
Ashley quickly sat up to look over Harry's shoulder, and she gasped. "Ahahaha," She laughed nervously.