A/N- Hello there! I am feeling bright and chirpy today, despite the appalling weather here in London. This is probably because (unusually for me) I'm not writing this at 2:30 am. Thanks for the reviews I received from ye bande of merry followers…now, on with the weirdness.
Angelina pulled her ear away from the vent, and followed the others down to the ground on the schools tattered old broomstick. She looked around her and squinted. Was that a black robed figure below? Well, if it was…it shouldn't have been very interesting…but for the DIRTY GREAT SCYTHE. Startled, she leant forward…and with an anguished cry, fell clean off her broom.
"Angelina!" Harry and George lent forward over her unmoving face, with the rest of the group crowding in, looking worried.
"Angelina! Can you hear me?… Guys! Give her some room."
Lee Jorden started giggling. "Lee! She may be hurt!" said Harry angrily, but this just sent Dean, Neville, Parvarti, and Lavender into uncontrolled bouts of laughter too. Angelina's eyelashes fluttered slightly, then her eyes opened to look dizzily up at Harry and George.
"Fred?" She grinned up at George with a dazed look on her face.
"No I'm…" But in a split second, Angelina had yanks him down by his collar and kissed him hard.
Ron glanced at Fred, who looked shocked for the first time he could remember.
Dean, Lee, Seamus, Neville, Parvarti, Lavender, Ernie and Dennis were all in fits of laughter at this point, and began to applaud.
"What's with you guys?" Hermione yelled through the noise.
Neville and Parvarti had joined hands, and were spinning round in circles.
"This calls for some music!" Ernie yelled tipsily, conjuring up a violin. He started to play a cheerful jig. He was really quite talented- Harry realised with surprise, considering that he had never heard him before. No one else had noticed. Hermione, Ron, Fred and George were completely silent, and turned to face Dean…who was in the middle of a spectacular leap. Harry stared at him open mouthed. Dean completed a long series of complicated steps, ending in a perfect pirouette. He paused, looking faint, then collapsed.
"Wow" Ron said lamely. "How did he do that?"
Dennis interrupted their awe by vomiting over Lavender, who had been giggling and clapping with the music.
"Dennis!" She shouted, throwing him a punch. He fell backwards, hitting Ernie, and sending the violin flying. Lavender's furious face suddenly broke down into sobs.
Harry gave Ron an extremely puzzled and disbelieving look, then put a comforting arm round her shoulder.
"Come on, we'll go back to the commonroom. Everything's going to be fine."
Hermione, who still looked confused, quickly snapped into gear. "Ron." She barked, Get Ernie's violin, and take him up. George. Put a weightless charm on Dean and take care of Parvarti and Neville (who were sitting dizzily on the grass). Fred. Bring Seamus and Dean."
She stood glaring at them with her broom slung over her shoulder.
"Yes Ma'am" They shouted back in unison.
They troop down the corridor, looking like they had just come back from a long and arduous war- with injured soldiers and all.
"I can't believe we just saw that" Harry said.
"What? Dean the ballet dancer?"
"Yeah…that too"
"Oh, you mean…"
"It's so gross! Dumbledore's like 130 and Snape can't be more than 40" (A/N thanks Caitlyn)
"Hi Cho" Harry said, stopping so that she could catch up with him.
"Hey Harry. What happened?"
"Dunno"
"They just started acting weird" Hermione shrugged. "See…" (Lavender- who was leaning groggily on Harry- started singing in a tuneless voice) "They sound like they're drunk."
Cho laughed. "Or they're high on the insane root"
Hermione stopped abruptly outside the open portrait hole.
"That's it!" she said excitedly. "Insane root!!!" She rushed back down the hall, her robes billowing out behind her. "Meet me in the library Harry" She called back, without turning round.
"Insane girl, more like" smiled Harry as he climbed through.
"Uh…are you sure I can come in"
"Wuh? Oh…yeah, come in," Harry said absently, panting a little under Lavenders weight. He lugged her over to the nearest armchair.
"Where's Ron?" He asked Fred, who was strumming Ernie's violin.
"He helped George take Seamus and Dean to the hospital wing."
Harry turned to Cho. "Wanna go see what Hermione's found" he offered looking down at his feet." She nodded her consent, and climbed out the portrait hole.
The library was devoid of students as usual. They took a seat in a quiet corner.
"Cho…I need to tell you something" Harry moved his chair closer to hers.
"Harry…she gasped, a pained expression on her face."
Harry leaned closer. "Yes"
"Harry" She repeated, eyes glistening.
"Cho"
"Harry………………..Your chair is on my toe"
"Huh?..Oh God! Sorry!" Harry scrambled up quickly.
"I just remembered" She said quickly. "I have to go…and do……something. And look, there's Hermione" She turned away and greeted Hermione on the way out.
"Harry, I got this. I….What's wrong?" She looked up at Harry, who was staring at the door, a hopeless expression on his face.
A/N That's it (for now) OK…so Dean is now known as 'Dean the ballet dancer', Angelina kissed George, Ernie can play the violin and Harry shared an intimate moment with Cho, unfortunately Cho shared an intimate moment with great pain. There you go- Chapter 3 of this brainchild. I hope you liked it….if you did, please review- and if you didn't…review anyway.
Angelina pulled her ear away from the vent, and followed the others down to the ground on the schools tattered old broomstick. She looked around her and squinted. Was that a black robed figure below? Well, if it was…it shouldn't have been very interesting…but for the DIRTY GREAT SCYTHE. Startled, she leant forward…and with an anguished cry, fell clean off her broom.
"Angelina!" Harry and George lent forward over her unmoving face, with the rest of the group crowding in, looking worried.
"Angelina! Can you hear me?… Guys! Give her some room."
Lee Jorden started giggling. "Lee! She may be hurt!" said Harry angrily, but this just sent Dean, Neville, Parvarti, and Lavender into uncontrolled bouts of laughter too. Angelina's eyelashes fluttered slightly, then her eyes opened to look dizzily up at Harry and George.
"Fred?" She grinned up at George with a dazed look on her face.
"No I'm…" But in a split second, Angelina had yanks him down by his collar and kissed him hard.
Ron glanced at Fred, who looked shocked for the first time he could remember.
Dean, Lee, Seamus, Neville, Parvarti, Lavender, Ernie and Dennis were all in fits of laughter at this point, and began to applaud.
"What's with you guys?" Hermione yelled through the noise.
Neville and Parvarti had joined hands, and were spinning round in circles.
"This calls for some music!" Ernie yelled tipsily, conjuring up a violin. He started to play a cheerful jig. He was really quite talented- Harry realised with surprise, considering that he had never heard him before. No one else had noticed. Hermione, Ron, Fred and George were completely silent, and turned to face Dean…who was in the middle of a spectacular leap. Harry stared at him open mouthed. Dean completed a long series of complicated steps, ending in a perfect pirouette. He paused, looking faint, then collapsed.
"Wow" Ron said lamely. "How did he do that?"
Dennis interrupted their awe by vomiting over Lavender, who had been giggling and clapping with the music.
"Dennis!" She shouted, throwing him a punch. He fell backwards, hitting Ernie, and sending the violin flying. Lavender's furious face suddenly broke down into sobs.
Harry gave Ron an extremely puzzled and disbelieving look, then put a comforting arm round her shoulder.
"Come on, we'll go back to the commonroom. Everything's going to be fine."
Hermione, who still looked confused, quickly snapped into gear. "Ron." She barked, Get Ernie's violin, and take him up. George. Put a weightless charm on Dean and take care of Parvarti and Neville (who were sitting dizzily on the grass). Fred. Bring Seamus and Dean."
She stood glaring at them with her broom slung over her shoulder.
"Yes Ma'am" They shouted back in unison.
They troop down the corridor, looking like they had just come back from a long and arduous war- with injured soldiers and all.
"I can't believe we just saw that" Harry said.
"What? Dean the ballet dancer?"
"Yeah…that too"
"Oh, you mean…"
"It's so gross! Dumbledore's like 130 and Snape can't be more than 40" (A/N thanks Caitlyn)
"Hi Cho" Harry said, stopping so that she could catch up with him.
"Hey Harry. What happened?"
"Dunno"
"They just started acting weird" Hermione shrugged. "See…" (Lavender- who was leaning groggily on Harry- started singing in a tuneless voice) "They sound like they're drunk."
Cho laughed. "Or they're high on the insane root"
Hermione stopped abruptly outside the open portrait hole.
"That's it!" she said excitedly. "Insane root!!!" She rushed back down the hall, her robes billowing out behind her. "Meet me in the library Harry" She called back, without turning round.
"Insane girl, more like" smiled Harry as he climbed through.
"Uh…are you sure I can come in"
"Wuh? Oh…yeah, come in," Harry said absently, panting a little under Lavenders weight. He lugged her over to the nearest armchair.
"Where's Ron?" He asked Fred, who was strumming Ernie's violin.
"He helped George take Seamus and Dean to the hospital wing."
Harry turned to Cho. "Wanna go see what Hermione's found" he offered looking down at his feet." She nodded her consent, and climbed out the portrait hole.
The library was devoid of students as usual. They took a seat in a quiet corner.
"Cho…I need to tell you something" Harry moved his chair closer to hers.
"Harry…she gasped, a pained expression on her face."
Harry leaned closer. "Yes"
"Harry" She repeated, eyes glistening.
"Cho"
"Harry………………..Your chair is on my toe"
"Huh?..Oh God! Sorry!" Harry scrambled up quickly.
"I just remembered" She said quickly. "I have to go…and do……something. And look, there's Hermione" She turned away and greeted Hermione on the way out.
"Harry, I got this. I….What's wrong?" She looked up at Harry, who was staring at the door, a hopeless expression on his face.
A/N That's it (for now) OK…so Dean is now known as 'Dean the ballet dancer', Angelina kissed George, Ernie can play the violin and Harry shared an intimate moment with Cho, unfortunately Cho shared an intimate moment with great pain. There you go- Chapter 3 of this brainchild. I hope you liked it….if you did, please review- and if you didn't…review anyway.