CHAPTER 4
Double Potions with Slytherins was the first thing on Tuesday morning and Harry was, to put it mildly, not very enthusiastic. Carlie, on the other hand, didn't seem too disturbed by it. She had told Harry, Ron, and Hermione how she had to grow up in both worlds, wizarding and muggle, because she was always staying on a military base. Since her dad was in a special magical unit, she got to grow up with other witches and wizards and went to Zymmer Academy for magic. But along with those magically inclined kids came more than twice that amount of muggle kids. She was, at the moment, singing a muggle song and dancing wildly as the four entered the room.
The guys were all staring as she entered. That girl could move! She was pretending to sing into a microphone and her blonde hair was all let down and she looked windswept. Snape looked on with utter disgust,
"You. Doin' that thing you do!" Carlie sang. She had a great voice. "Breakin' my heart into a million pieces. like you always - "
"MISS WONDER!" Snape barked. Carlie stopped singing and did not move an inch.
"Yes professor?"
"Class is in session and might I remind you that while you are here in my classroom you are to abide by my rules or suffer the consequences!" Snape looked all hot and bothered. Carlie glanced quickly at her watch. She then relaxed from her dancing position and stood up straight.
"Actually, Professor Snape, class has not officially started yet so technically I'm still on my time and not yours." Everyone in the classroom looked shocked that she would say such a thing to Snape. Ron looked at her all dreamy like he'd been dying to see something like this all of his life.
"Ten points from Gryffindor! Would you like to repeat that Miss Wonder?"
"No, sir, but I would like to say that I'm proud that I am able to learn from a fine educator such as yourself and I'm glad to know that you do not hesitate to discipline the ignorant students that we tend to be and that you will not except attitude from anyone and I am willing to pay the consequences."
"Good. Then you can suffer through detention with me Thursday night if you're so willing. Now take your seat before I make it a week's worth of detentions."
"I am more than willing sir, I know that I must accept the penalty for my heinous crime and would be happy to serve my detention dutifully."
Snape wasn't sure how to take Carlie's reaction. He just stared at her for a moment, apparently not sure how to take it all. The class continued to watch her, Draco more than anyone, as she placed herself neatly on the stool next to her cauldron. The other Gryffindors were looking at her with immense respect and didn't stop sneaking glances at her throughout the lesson. Though it may have been her looks that drew most of the boys' attention; even the Slytherin boys were watching.
The assignment for the day was to brew a potion that would cause the partaker to become totally desensitized to his or her emotions. Thus it was called a de-emotion potion. Harry was having a little difficulty and was muttering to Ron about it while Hermione was whispering directions to Neville as usual. Carlie was bobbing her head and was singing quietly to herself "Wild Thing" - presumably another muggle song - while whipping up her potion.
Snape came around the room to check everyone's potions and stopped dead when he saw Carlie's. It was exactly as it should be. The color was just the color that chartreuse was supposed to look like and it was thin, water like almost. She smiled sweetly at Snape who scribbled on his parchment and moved on saying nothing. Harry and Ron did not fair too badly and Hermione got a good score as usual. Walking out of class, Hermione and Carlie were discussing their potions.
"I thought mine was a little to watery but I guess I'm just not use to potions that lack a certain solidity." Carlie was saying quite intelligently.
"Well, I thought that my color was a teensy bit off, perhaps that's why I got a few more points taken off than usual but I think we both faired much better than the rest."
"Yeah I think so too."
"Whoa! You sound like, smart or something! What's wrong with you?" Ron was amazed that someone could have the same cranial capacity as Hermione or at least enough of that capacity to carry on an intelligent conversation with her. Carlie looked quite amused.
"Just because I'm a loud mouth American girl who sings crazy muggle songs, head-bangs, and eats a lot doesn't mean I can't be smart or anything."
Ron looked still more amazed and followed the gang to their Charms class. When the four entered the classroom, Oliver Wood was deep in conversation with Professor Flitwick about charming particularly large objects to fly. Harry's guess was that Oliver was going to try to charm himself to fly but kept his skepticism to himself. He never did find out about Oliver's "injury" and why he couldn't play this season. Oliver seemed to not have noticed that the four of them had walked in and they all took their seats. Carlie began to twirl her wand again only this time little silver sparkles were flying out everywhere making the space around her all glittery.
Oliver and Professor Flitwick ended their conversation as more and more students filled the classroom. He seemed to have noticed Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Carlie for the first time.
"Hey guys!" Oliver came to the table at which they were sitting. "Looks like you've got an addition to the gang. I'm Oliver Wood. When I was here at Hogwarts I was the captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team." Carlie flashed a knockout smile before responding.
"I'm Carlie Wonder. Just moved here from California in the U.S. I play quidditch too. You wouldn't guess but I'm a beater. I tried every other position and was pretty good but I enjoy sending bludgers at the opposing team's heads. It's so much more satisfying that anything else I think. If there was any room on the house team I was going to try out."
"I seem to remember a kid on the team last year. what was his name? Oh well, he wasn't very good. He knocked himself out with his own bat so I'm sure once they see you play then they would want you to replace him. By the way Harry, Dumbledore now wants a supervisor for all quidditch activity and that would be me. I may be able to give you guys a few tips from the professional team."
"That's cool Oliver. I can't wait." Harry remembered the years playing for Oliver when he was so passionate about winning and training hard. So hard he almost drove the whole team to drinking.
"That would be so swanky! Imagine how good the team would be if we had professional help!"
"Newsflash Carlie, we're already the best team." Ron poked Carlie in the side only to discover that she would jump about a mile out of her chair if he did so. In fact, she jumped so high that she leapt clear out of her chair and into Oliver. Oliver looked quite amused and it seemed as though he really didn't mind the American blonde jumping into his arms. Carlie hastily withdrew herself from him and straightened her robes.
"I'll have you know that I am way ticklish and it would be in your best interest not to even think about tickling me again. You may end up with your face concaved." She smiled to indicate that she was only kidding. "And from what I hear from other people, you just barely scrapped winning the quidditch cup so you had better be feeling lucky to have Oliver's help."
"Class!" Professor Flitwick called. "Settle down, settle down."
"Oops, see you guys later." Oliver whispered and headed out of the room.
The four spent the rest of the period practicing a complicated dancing charm and none of the group could pronounce it's ridiculously long name. The point of the charm was to charm an otherwise dancing uninclined individual be able to perform any dance that was ever created and more. Hermione and Carlie perfectly executed the charm the first time on Ron and Harry and had more fun asking them to do the tango together that it wasn't long before Professor Flitwick approached them full of laughter and asked that they remove the charm so that the boys could have a turn practicing.
It was obvious that Carlie didn't need any dancing charms but nonetheless, Harry and Ron were having fun getting revenge on the girls for making fun of them. Hermione was on a chair doing the chicken dance and Carlie was doing the cha-cha with Neville.
All were in good spirits as they strolled back to Gryffindor Tower.
*A/N: I realize that this chapter was much shorter than the rest of my chapters but I also realize that the story must go on so onward! Onward to the interesting stuff!!
Double Potions with Slytherins was the first thing on Tuesday morning and Harry was, to put it mildly, not very enthusiastic. Carlie, on the other hand, didn't seem too disturbed by it. She had told Harry, Ron, and Hermione how she had to grow up in both worlds, wizarding and muggle, because she was always staying on a military base. Since her dad was in a special magical unit, she got to grow up with other witches and wizards and went to Zymmer Academy for magic. But along with those magically inclined kids came more than twice that amount of muggle kids. She was, at the moment, singing a muggle song and dancing wildly as the four entered the room.
The guys were all staring as she entered. That girl could move! She was pretending to sing into a microphone and her blonde hair was all let down and she looked windswept. Snape looked on with utter disgust,
"You. Doin' that thing you do!" Carlie sang. She had a great voice. "Breakin' my heart into a million pieces. like you always - "
"MISS WONDER!" Snape barked. Carlie stopped singing and did not move an inch.
"Yes professor?"
"Class is in session and might I remind you that while you are here in my classroom you are to abide by my rules or suffer the consequences!" Snape looked all hot and bothered. Carlie glanced quickly at her watch. She then relaxed from her dancing position and stood up straight.
"Actually, Professor Snape, class has not officially started yet so technically I'm still on my time and not yours." Everyone in the classroom looked shocked that she would say such a thing to Snape. Ron looked at her all dreamy like he'd been dying to see something like this all of his life.
"Ten points from Gryffindor! Would you like to repeat that Miss Wonder?"
"No, sir, but I would like to say that I'm proud that I am able to learn from a fine educator such as yourself and I'm glad to know that you do not hesitate to discipline the ignorant students that we tend to be and that you will not except attitude from anyone and I am willing to pay the consequences."
"Good. Then you can suffer through detention with me Thursday night if you're so willing. Now take your seat before I make it a week's worth of detentions."
"I am more than willing sir, I know that I must accept the penalty for my heinous crime and would be happy to serve my detention dutifully."
Snape wasn't sure how to take Carlie's reaction. He just stared at her for a moment, apparently not sure how to take it all. The class continued to watch her, Draco more than anyone, as she placed herself neatly on the stool next to her cauldron. The other Gryffindors were looking at her with immense respect and didn't stop sneaking glances at her throughout the lesson. Though it may have been her looks that drew most of the boys' attention; even the Slytherin boys were watching.
The assignment for the day was to brew a potion that would cause the partaker to become totally desensitized to his or her emotions. Thus it was called a de-emotion potion. Harry was having a little difficulty and was muttering to Ron about it while Hermione was whispering directions to Neville as usual. Carlie was bobbing her head and was singing quietly to herself "Wild Thing" - presumably another muggle song - while whipping up her potion.
Snape came around the room to check everyone's potions and stopped dead when he saw Carlie's. It was exactly as it should be. The color was just the color that chartreuse was supposed to look like and it was thin, water like almost. She smiled sweetly at Snape who scribbled on his parchment and moved on saying nothing. Harry and Ron did not fair too badly and Hermione got a good score as usual. Walking out of class, Hermione and Carlie were discussing their potions.
"I thought mine was a little to watery but I guess I'm just not use to potions that lack a certain solidity." Carlie was saying quite intelligently.
"Well, I thought that my color was a teensy bit off, perhaps that's why I got a few more points taken off than usual but I think we both faired much better than the rest."
"Yeah I think so too."
"Whoa! You sound like, smart or something! What's wrong with you?" Ron was amazed that someone could have the same cranial capacity as Hermione or at least enough of that capacity to carry on an intelligent conversation with her. Carlie looked quite amused.
"Just because I'm a loud mouth American girl who sings crazy muggle songs, head-bangs, and eats a lot doesn't mean I can't be smart or anything."
Ron looked still more amazed and followed the gang to their Charms class. When the four entered the classroom, Oliver Wood was deep in conversation with Professor Flitwick about charming particularly large objects to fly. Harry's guess was that Oliver was going to try to charm himself to fly but kept his skepticism to himself. He never did find out about Oliver's "injury" and why he couldn't play this season. Oliver seemed to not have noticed that the four of them had walked in and they all took their seats. Carlie began to twirl her wand again only this time little silver sparkles were flying out everywhere making the space around her all glittery.
Oliver and Professor Flitwick ended their conversation as more and more students filled the classroom. He seemed to have noticed Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Carlie for the first time.
"Hey guys!" Oliver came to the table at which they were sitting. "Looks like you've got an addition to the gang. I'm Oliver Wood. When I was here at Hogwarts I was the captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team." Carlie flashed a knockout smile before responding.
"I'm Carlie Wonder. Just moved here from California in the U.S. I play quidditch too. You wouldn't guess but I'm a beater. I tried every other position and was pretty good but I enjoy sending bludgers at the opposing team's heads. It's so much more satisfying that anything else I think. If there was any room on the house team I was going to try out."
"I seem to remember a kid on the team last year. what was his name? Oh well, he wasn't very good. He knocked himself out with his own bat so I'm sure once they see you play then they would want you to replace him. By the way Harry, Dumbledore now wants a supervisor for all quidditch activity and that would be me. I may be able to give you guys a few tips from the professional team."
"That's cool Oliver. I can't wait." Harry remembered the years playing for Oliver when he was so passionate about winning and training hard. So hard he almost drove the whole team to drinking.
"That would be so swanky! Imagine how good the team would be if we had professional help!"
"Newsflash Carlie, we're already the best team." Ron poked Carlie in the side only to discover that she would jump about a mile out of her chair if he did so. In fact, she jumped so high that she leapt clear out of her chair and into Oliver. Oliver looked quite amused and it seemed as though he really didn't mind the American blonde jumping into his arms. Carlie hastily withdrew herself from him and straightened her robes.
"I'll have you know that I am way ticklish and it would be in your best interest not to even think about tickling me again. You may end up with your face concaved." She smiled to indicate that she was only kidding. "And from what I hear from other people, you just barely scrapped winning the quidditch cup so you had better be feeling lucky to have Oliver's help."
"Class!" Professor Flitwick called. "Settle down, settle down."
"Oops, see you guys later." Oliver whispered and headed out of the room.
The four spent the rest of the period practicing a complicated dancing charm and none of the group could pronounce it's ridiculously long name. The point of the charm was to charm an otherwise dancing uninclined individual be able to perform any dance that was ever created and more. Hermione and Carlie perfectly executed the charm the first time on Ron and Harry and had more fun asking them to do the tango together that it wasn't long before Professor Flitwick approached them full of laughter and asked that they remove the charm so that the boys could have a turn practicing.
It was obvious that Carlie didn't need any dancing charms but nonetheless, Harry and Ron were having fun getting revenge on the girls for making fun of them. Hermione was on a chair doing the chicken dance and Carlie was doing the cha-cha with Neville.
All were in good spirits as they strolled back to Gryffindor Tower.
*A/N: I realize that this chapter was much shorter than the rest of my chapters but I also realize that the story must go on so onward! Onward to the interesting stuff!!