Bring It On, Hogwarts Style
Part IX
Disclaimer- HP belongs to J.K. and BIO belongs to Hollywood.
A/N- Here's part 9!!! I keep saying I'm going to make a longer chapter!!! I just can't seem to do it! Grrrrr… Oh well! Thanks all of you who took the time to review (hint hint hint…)
The cheerleaders left the floor in humiliation. As they walked together, who did they run into? The Beauxbatons team.
"'Ey- zat vas quite… interesting," said Fleau, the cheerleaders behind her giggling. "You vould 'ave done better to keep our cheers!"
Hermione blushed and kept walking.
"Hey-HEY! What in the hell was that?" shouted Big Cho.
"Why didn't you tell us you were stealing cheers?" Hermione asked Fleur, boiling over with anger. Cho and Terry had rushed up to Hermione after the show.
"When I was captain, I had to do what I had to do for the good of my team! Look where it got us- 5 national championships! If there was one mistake that I made as captain, it was picking you to be my successor!" Big Cho shouted at Hermione. Hermione rushed off, tears stinging her eyes. Big Cho and Terry stood looking after Hermione and Terry turned to Cho.
"Bad! That was very bad!" he said, then left after Hermione.
"You don' think I'm a bad captain, do you?" inquired Hermione.
"Herm, you're a great cheerleader, but… well, what I'm trying to say is that… maybe you're just not captain material." He hugger Hermione tightly. "Maybe you should pass the squad over to Pavarti and Lavendar. They are a lot like Big Cho."
Hermione just looked at him like he was crazy. He gave her a kiss on her cheek and he left. But he didn't leave the premises! He still has to drive her home… heh heh.
Hermione just stood in the middle of the room, staring after him. He had no faith in her? Great. Just great…
"Are you Hermione Granger? We seem to have a little problem." A man walked up to Hermione. He sort of reminder her of the wizard of oz/ a walrus. "My name is Chuck Rodebaugh." Ok- this guy was my band sub and I swear he looked like the wizard of oz and a walrus combined. "I am with the Wizarding World Cheerleading Organization. Does the name… Sparky Peladry ring a bell?"
"Sp-Sparky Peldary? Well, uh…"
*
Ginny and Ron walked into the room where Hermione was. They saw her standing there, and Ron was about to yell to her when Ginny stopped him.
"Ron, it doesn't look like a good time now…"
"Oh, yeah? Watch this- YO! HERMIONE!" he yelled at her. Hermione looked at him and gestured for him not to talk to her.
"Smooth move, man…" Ginny said, laughing. Ron just looked embarrassed.
*
"Let me help you out. He is a choreographer and has been traveling all throughout Europe with the same cheerleading routine. 6 squads in all. Now, I'm going to have to take this to the committee. You should be disqualified…"
"Oh, no please don't penalize the squad! I called Sparky. It's my fault!" Hermione cried.
"However," he continued, "There is no precedent to this and since you are automatically given a bid to nationals because you won the world finals last year, I'm afraid there is nothing I can do." With that, he left her with a scornful look. Hermione stood there.
*
"Thanks for taking he back Terry," said Hermione as he walked her to the Gryffindor common room entrance.
"Hermi, I'm so proud of you!" he said, giving her a kiss.
"'Night."
"'Night, sweetie!"
Hermione turned towards the Fat Lady and was about to say the password as she noticed something moving in the shadows. It was Ron and he was holding a huge bouquet of daisies.
"A friend of yours?" he asked, rather uncomfortably.
"He's… Ron, he's my boyfriend."
"Ah, I see. So you just lead me on like that."
"No Ron! It was just a goodnight kiss!"
"Yeah, right. I got you these." He thrust the flowers in her face and ran through the portrait hole before her, sprinting up the stairs.
"Ron…" she muttered, tears in her eyes. How could this day get any worse? She thought.
She entered her dormitory and got dressed for bed. She was alone in the dormitory. The others were not back yet. She looked at the flowers on her night stand and picked them up. As she was looking at them, a cassette tape came out. Hermione looked at it for a moment and put it in the handy cassette player, right by her bad.
"Uh- Hey, Hermione this is Ron and I wrote you a song, so, uh- here it is and I hope you like it…" Hermione heard from the tape. A guitar began playing and then singing began also.
"Hermione, I hate that you're a cheerleader. I hate your pom poms but I'd feed you bon bon's all night…" She found herself smiling and tapping her feet to the next verse of the song. She soon found herself jumping on the bed and dancing insanely with her pom poms. When the tape was over, she lay down in bed, still smiling, and soon fell to sleep.
At the next practice, Lavendar and Pavarti pounced on Hermione as soon as she reached the Quidditch field.
"You're making the right choice, Hermione!" said Pavarti.
What are they talking about, she thought.
"Terry called us last night and told us that you were giving control of the squad to us," explained Lavendar.
What? When did I say that… she thought.
"We just want you to know that we won't hold any of the terrible mistakes that you have made in the past with the squad against you!" said Pavarti.
"Well, uh, that's sweet…" said Hermione, but she was cut off. They had reached the rest of the cheerleaders and Lavendar began to explain to them that she and Pavarti would be the new captains.
"HEY HEY HEY!!! Wait!" shouted Hermione. "Only the captain can resign the post of captain, and I'm not going anywhere!"
"Well, in that case, we overthrow you!" countered Pavarti. "You can be easily replaced."
"Hey!" said Ginny and Neville and Seamus, and the rest of the team. "We never agreed to that!"
"Well, like, if Hermione stays captain, we quit!"
"You can be easily replaced," Hermione mocked the two. "Look, we are going to start fresh! We'll devote every free moment to this. You will practice between classes, during free time and at night, along with all of the regular practices. We'll derive inspiration from musicals, swing dancing, interpretive dancing, as well as good old cheers. Are you guys with me?" said Hermione.
"Yeah!" chorused the team.
"Whatever." Said Lavendar and Pavarti. Practice began that very day. It would be a long road to nationals and Hogwarts was planning to win.
A/N- YAY! That art is done… well, I guess I'll say the same thing that I always do! R&R that is… heh heh =)