*(A/N)* Hey everyone, glad you liked 8a!!! Here's 8b, seeing as the other one was rather short. Has anyone noticed how many HP stories there are now? It seems like they just came, like, out of nowhere all of a sudden. When I first started the Chloe series, I remember there were like, 8300 or something...that was only a few weeks ago, and now theres over 10 000!! wow. Just thought I'd point out my amazement. Enjoy!!!
ps. I found a glitch ::horrors:: in my story. Chloe's 5th year Divination class that I wrote on her timetable in 8a, has now been changed to Defence Against the Dark Arts, as on Mondays (I'm assuming that she started on a Monday....) the fourth years have Divination last, as already written in a previous story. The two classes (obviously) can't have the same class at the same time, so I've changed it. Sorry!!
Chloe Patil at Hogwarts: Chapber 8 (B)
The rest of Chloe's day as a fifth year passed quickly, none of her later classes being quite as eventful as her first! She still giggled at the thought. Herbology had gone smoothly, the class was just beginning a study on a new plant called Micocicia, which when crushed, was used in hair removal (Chloe was beginning to see a pattern developing in her classes...) Charms had been fun, Professor Flitwick had spent the first part of the class explaining to her what they had already done, and helping her catch up. She had no problem, and soon joined the class in practicing bashful charms. The students left the class with bright red faces from blushing.
Defence Against the Dark Arts was the only class she had problems in, as it was one that she wasn't advanced in. The class was working on blocks for curses that the fourth years had only started to learn. Professor Pixtar assured her that it wouldn't be hard to catch up, as long as she read her fourth year text as "background reading" whenever possible. Chloe sighed at the thought, her text was 636 pages, and might take her a while.
As she was exiting the class to go down to supper, Professor Pixtar reminded her of the cheerleading meeting later that night. Chloe smiled bleakly and nodded, then left quickly. She wasn't sure if she was going to the meeting or not.
She entered the Great Hall to find Roz, Jessika and the others already seated at the table. She snuck up behind Roz.
"BOO!" she shouted, startling her. Roz was so scared, in fact, that she ended up spitting the tomato soup she'd been eating onto Ashley. They both looked at her with annoyance, although a trace of infuriation could be seen on Ashley's face also.
"Sorry!" Chloe apologized, smiling meekly. Then she cleaned off the table with a flick of her wand, and Ashley with another. She sat down.
"So!" she said cheerfully, now that everything was clean once more. "What did I miss today?"
"Oh, not much." Jessika replied. "Roz and I continued with the unicorn egg, we were supposed to estimate it's hatching day using some calculations....3 months!! I'm so excited!"
Chloe smiled. "Oh, I wish that I could be there when it hatches!"
Roz looked at her oddly. "Who's to say you won't be?" she asked. "It's sounds as if you've already made the decision to stay in fifth year."
Chloe grinned at her, "Well, judging by today, I probably will!" she explained her day to them in length, leaving out her run in with Malfoy. She knew they wouldn't appreciate what she'd done as much as she, herself did. She then helped herself to the sausages that were in front of her, and scooped up some carrots, and other various vegetables.
After she, Roz, Jessika, Sara, Ashley and Aerika had finished, they decided to go for a walk on the grounds. They strolled around the lake, watching for the Giant Squid, but not catching a glimpse of it, and arrived at Hagrid's cabin. They then turned right, towards the direction of the Quidditch Stadium. Chloe wanted a closer look.
They stepped inside and looked around. There was no one using the stadium at the time, leaving them free to wander at will. They walked to the middle of the field, looking up at the sparkling gold posts, and around at all the stands. Chloe, remembering her dreams, had a sudden urge to fly. She expressed her urge to the others, who didn't seem as keen upon doing so as she did. Chole had her own broom, as did Jessika, but the others didn't own one. Chloe finally gave up on trying to convince them, and just accepted that she'd have to fulfill her desire at another time.
They began walking back to the castle, as the meeting began in 15 minutes. Walking back Chloe was silent, it seemed like a waste to spend such a beautiful night indoors. They reached the top of the stairs leading to the great doors of the castle. The others walked inside without a backwards glance, but Chloe, glimpsing once more at the grounds, dimly lit in the setting sun, held back. The urge to fly suddenly overcame her, becoming more important then the meeting, and she fled down the stairs again, stopping only when she heard her name being called.
"CHLOE!!!" it was Roz. "What are you doing? It's about to start!"
"Go on without me!" she yelled back. "I have to do something..."
Roz looked torn between going back inside, and following her friend. When Chloe motioned for her to go back inside, she did, although rather reluctantly. Chloe was relieved, she kind of wanted to be alone.
She sped once more towards the Stadium, stopping only at the Broom Shed, where Roz had told her to put her broom a few weeks back. She pulled her broom of the shelf. It wasn't anything special, just a modest Cleansweep Five, but it got her off the ground, and at that point, that was all that mattered.
Chloe wandered into the stadium, clutching her broom, and looked around once more. Then she wandered back into the middle of the grounds. She swung her leg up over the broomstick and kicked off. When she reached the level of height she wanted, she took hold of the broom and soared around feeling quite content.
Suddenly, the ride became much less enjoyable, her broom began careening from side to side, off course, and she couldn't seem to get a hold of it. Her eyes widened in fear as she saw what was coming up ahead, she was about to crash into one of the gold posts! Gripping the handle very tightly, she managed to just make it out of the way of the post, only for her broom to go into a sudden, and very sharp, dive. She screamed in terror, watching the ground come ever nearer, and gripped the handle of the broom tightly, willing it to stop. It came out of the dive just before she was about to be splattered, only to hover about four feet off the ground, jerking forward violently, in spurts. Chloe took the opportunity to jump off, landing on the ground, but still having a grip on the broom. She grasped it with both hands, still trying to maintain control of it, breathing shakily. Just as she managed to get the broom to stay still, something even worse happened. Laughing, coming behind her, could be heard. Chloe turned slowly, facing whoever it was. Before she came face to face with them, however, they spoke to her.
"That Patil, was the most hilarious, yet most stupid thing I've seen this year." Chloe burned with humiliation. She knew the tone of that voice. She knew only one person who possessed that lazy drawl. She turned around and spotted him.
It was Draco. He'd seen the whole thing, and he was holding a camera.
*(A/N)* Oh dear. I think she might be in for it now!! Draco's out for vengeance, and it looks as though he may get it.....
Anyway, review for me and tell me what you think. I hope you've read the first six or so, so that you know the system (A+ to C, tell me what you'd give me) This one wasn't much longer (it may be shorter, I'm not sure, but I'm starting to think it is) then 8a, sorry.
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