Disclaimer: Once again, I own no one in this story. After, if I did I would have a lot more money then I do now. They all belong to J.K. Rowling.
A/N: I know, I know. This has taken a while. But for those of you who have heard of Stuyvesent H.S. in NYC (My school) You'd know what I'm going through and you'd understand. Besides. Considering the fact I've been getting no reviews, it looks like you guys don't care too much :::Cries over to the side::: But alas, I will write anyway because I enjoy it. So here's my new chapter. Enjoy!
Chapter 5: The Breakfast Before Tryouts
Over at the Gryffindor table there was a strange silence drifting above everyone. Not even Draco Malfoy snickering and calling Ginny Harry's boyfriend (Draco's favorite pastime) could break the tension. All the guys were trying so hard to contain their anger over the rule that they couldn't apply for the position of Chaser that they were just quietly eating their break fast. Meanwhile, All the girls that applied for the position were so excited about the opportunity to play Quidditch that they could barely contain their giggling. However. They knew it wouldn't be fair to the guys if they started talking about Quidditch so they just sat quietly and ate their food. Even they people that weren't interested in Quidditch were quiet. They knew something exciting was going on but they didn't dare disturb it. However, you must've guessed all this silence would not have lasted and sure enough, it didn't. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were all sitting together (Hermione invited Ginny to sit with the fifth years to talk about tryouts because none of her fourth year friends are into Quidditch and because of this aren't trying out) when all of a sudden Harry decided to break the tension. "Ginny, can you please tell Ron to send over the pumpkin juice, unless of course he thinks you're too young for such a task." Harry said to Ginny. Harry and Ron were still obviously bitter at each other after the unforgettable incident back at the boys' dormitory of the Gryffindor house. The think that's fueling all this anger though is believe it or not, love. I guess love truly is the most mysterious magic there is as it can save someones life like it has done for Harry as well as be a force of hate and destroy like the one Harry and Ron had. "Oh yea, well Hermione, if you don't mind, can you please tell Harry that unless his wand is broken to go and get it himself. Of course, if he thinks you don't have enough talent to attempt this task, don't bother." Ron retorted. Going back to the concept of love, one could argue it's a force so strong it could lead anyone, wizard or muggle to kill. However. It usually doesn't turn out like that because, as mysterious as it is, we do know one thing about it. It usually turns out for the better.But anyway, back to Harry and Ron. "Fine Ron, I will" Harry said as he drew his wand with an evil grin. "Wingardium Leviosa!" Harry said as the pitcher of Pumpkin juice floated into the air, went above Ron's head, and went pouring down all over Ron's head and school robes. "HARRY!" Ron screamed over the howling laughter of the Slytherin table. Then in a much lower voice, "I can't believe you would do this. If I can't get these cleaned Mum'll have to get me new robes." Then, in an even lower tone "You know Mum can't afford something like that, she'll send me another Howler for sure." Ron finished as he walked up to the Gryffindor House. He was on the verge of crying. "I...I.." Harry tried to say before Hermione and Ginny cut him off. "Harry, how dare you!" Hermione screamed storming after Ron. "Seriously Harry, I didn't believe you would do something like that." Ginny also scolded, half surprised she could work up the nerve to yell at Harry. Harry just sat there, alone. "What have I just done?" Harry thought.
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A few minutes later Harry returned from the Breakfast hall and into the common room. He had a strange potion in his hand and he need to speak to Ron who was ironicly sitting in the common room alone trying to clean his robe. "Damn, nothing gets this thing out!" Ron screamed as he punched his robe. "Are you sure about that?" Harry asked, shaking the bottle. Startled, Ron turned around. "What do you want, trying to burn the robe now?" Ron said in a ticked off tone. "Calm down, I went down to the kitchens to ask Dobby for some help and sure enough, he gave me this potion. Not even Hermione could make it it's so complex." Harry said calmly. "Fine, can I have" Ron snorted. "Not yet, are we even?" Harry asked. "Yea, were even." Ron said while he snatched the bottle from Harry. Sure enough, once Ron poured it on the robe was instantly clean and dry. "Thanks" Ron smirked. "No prob. But now I have a question for you" Harry said with a big smile. "Let me guess, you want to know why I was so intent on Hermione trying out." Ron said nervously. He knew he was right. "Bingo. So?" Harry asked. "Well I guess I can tell you. I kinda like Hermione and if she tries out maybe she'll like me. So what about you, what's your... wait a minute, you don't like Ginny, do you?" Ron asked even more nervously. "Exactly, why." "YOU CAN'T" Ron screamed. "No one can go out with her. Mum wouldn't like it." "Are you sure, think about it, she loves me, who wouldn't she prefer her only daughter to go out with." Harry said. "Maybe, I guess so," Ron agreed. "Ut oh, we better hurry up, tryouts start any minute now." "Yea" Harry agreed, "I wonder the new girls will have to do?" "Who knows" Ron said.
A/N: I know, I know. This has taken a while. But for those of you who have heard of Stuyvesent H.S. in NYC (My school) You'd know what I'm going through and you'd understand. Besides. Considering the fact I've been getting no reviews, it looks like you guys don't care too much :::Cries over to the side::: But alas, I will write anyway because I enjoy it. So here's my new chapter. Enjoy!
Chapter 5: The Breakfast Before Tryouts
Over at the Gryffindor table there was a strange silence drifting above everyone. Not even Draco Malfoy snickering and calling Ginny Harry's boyfriend (Draco's favorite pastime) could break the tension. All the guys were trying so hard to contain their anger over the rule that they couldn't apply for the position of Chaser that they were just quietly eating their break fast. Meanwhile, All the girls that applied for the position were so excited about the opportunity to play Quidditch that they could barely contain their giggling. However. They knew it wouldn't be fair to the guys if they started talking about Quidditch so they just sat quietly and ate their food. Even they people that weren't interested in Quidditch were quiet. They knew something exciting was going on but they didn't dare disturb it. However, you must've guessed all this silence would not have lasted and sure enough, it didn't. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were all sitting together (Hermione invited Ginny to sit with the fifth years to talk about tryouts because none of her fourth year friends are into Quidditch and because of this aren't trying out) when all of a sudden Harry decided to break the tension. "Ginny, can you please tell Ron to send over the pumpkin juice, unless of course he thinks you're too young for such a task." Harry said to Ginny. Harry and Ron were still obviously bitter at each other after the unforgettable incident back at the boys' dormitory of the Gryffindor house. The think that's fueling all this anger though is believe it or not, love. I guess love truly is the most mysterious magic there is as it can save someones life like it has done for Harry as well as be a force of hate and destroy like the one Harry and Ron had. "Oh yea, well Hermione, if you don't mind, can you please tell Harry that unless his wand is broken to go and get it himself. Of course, if he thinks you don't have enough talent to attempt this task, don't bother." Ron retorted. Going back to the concept of love, one could argue it's a force so strong it could lead anyone, wizard or muggle to kill. However. It usually doesn't turn out like that because, as mysterious as it is, we do know one thing about it. It usually turns out for the better.But anyway, back to Harry and Ron. "Fine Ron, I will" Harry said as he drew his wand with an evil grin. "Wingardium Leviosa!" Harry said as the pitcher of Pumpkin juice floated into the air, went above Ron's head, and went pouring down all over Ron's head and school robes. "HARRY!" Ron screamed over the howling laughter of the Slytherin table. Then in a much lower voice, "I can't believe you would do this. If I can't get these cleaned Mum'll have to get me new robes." Then, in an even lower tone "You know Mum can't afford something like that, she'll send me another Howler for sure." Ron finished as he walked up to the Gryffindor House. He was on the verge of crying. "I...I.." Harry tried to say before Hermione and Ginny cut him off. "Harry, how dare you!" Hermione screamed storming after Ron. "Seriously Harry, I didn't believe you would do something like that." Ginny also scolded, half surprised she could work up the nerve to yell at Harry. Harry just sat there, alone. "What have I just done?" Harry thought.
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A few minutes later Harry returned from the Breakfast hall and into the common room. He had a strange potion in his hand and he need to speak to Ron who was ironicly sitting in the common room alone trying to clean his robe. "Damn, nothing gets this thing out!" Ron screamed as he punched his robe. "Are you sure about that?" Harry asked, shaking the bottle. Startled, Ron turned around. "What do you want, trying to burn the robe now?" Ron said in a ticked off tone. "Calm down, I went down to the kitchens to ask Dobby for some help and sure enough, he gave me this potion. Not even Hermione could make it it's so complex." Harry said calmly. "Fine, can I have" Ron snorted. "Not yet, are we even?" Harry asked. "Yea, were even." Ron said while he snatched the bottle from Harry. Sure enough, once Ron poured it on the robe was instantly clean and dry. "Thanks" Ron smirked. "No prob. But now I have a question for you" Harry said with a big smile. "Let me guess, you want to know why I was so intent on Hermione trying out." Ron said nervously. He knew he was right. "Bingo. So?" Harry asked. "Well I guess I can tell you. I kinda like Hermione and if she tries out maybe she'll like me. So what about you, what's your... wait a minute, you don't like Ginny, do you?" Ron asked even more nervously. "Exactly, why." "YOU CAN'T" Ron screamed. "No one can go out with her. Mum wouldn't like it." "Are you sure, think about it, she loves me, who wouldn't she prefer her only daughter to go out with." Harry said. "Maybe, I guess so," Ron agreed. "Ut oh, we better hurry up, tryouts start any minute now." "Yea" Harry agreed, "I wonder the new girls will have to do?" "Who knows" Ron said.