Chapter 9: Another magical dream
Harry awoke the next morning in a groggy state of mind. He kept thinking about Karista, and how she had hit Malfoy. Of course, she had plenty of reason. He wished he could have been there though. It all seemed too good to miss. He glanced at his schedule and realized that he double herbology with the Hufflepuffs this morning. As he got dressed, the remembrance of a dream he had last night swept through his brain:
"Karista, you look…amazing," harry murmured. "Just gorgeous."
"I clean up nicely, don't I?" She asked, a smile glinting on her face.
"I didn't-," Harry muttered, but Karista put up her hand.
"I was kidding, Harry," she chuckled.
She had just swept down in a beautiful golden robe. They had gone through the evening without trouble, when they had gotten up to dance.
Harry had let go of her hand and wrapped it around her waist. He pulled her in tighter. She wrapped her arms around his neck. She looked into his eyes, and understood why she liked him.
"I love you, Karista," he murmured, as they leaned in closer.
"I love you, Harry Potter," she said, as they closed their eyes and kissed.
Harry smiled at the dream and then he headed down to breakfast, where most of Gryffindor was already.
"Late start there, Harry?" a voice boomed from the staff table. Hagrid was smiling cheerfully down at them as he took a deep swig from his goblet, which thankfully was full of orange juice. He waived at him, then sat down next to Karista, who looked extremely tired.
"You don't look so good," Harry said, stifling a yawn as he poured himself some juice.
"Long night…no sleep," she muttered, biting off a chunk of her toast.
"Ooo…that sucks," Harry said, ladling porridge into his bowl. "I've had those kind of nights before."
She gave one of her familiar weak smiles, then stood up to leave before she sat down again and took a letter out of her pocket.
"This came for you earlier and I was going to bring it up to you, but then you came down," she said, once again standing up. "See you in Herbology."
She then turned to walk out the great hall, with someone following behind her; Malfoy.
"Karista! Karista, let me talk to you , please?" Malfoy pleaded, sounding very different. She turned to see the left side of his face slightly puffy.
"What? You come back to insult me again?" she cursed, stomping up the stairs.
"Insult you? How do you think I felt? Anyways, that isn't what I want to talk to you about," he said, tripping on a rug on the 2nd floor.
"Well, what is it then? I haven't got time to talk about this right now, I have to be at Herbology in 20 minutes," she said, turning to face him this time.
"I'm sorry about last night," Malfoy drawled, an unctuous tone in his voice.
"Oh, glad to hear it," she said, stomping along the corridor looking for the pink lady.
Malfoy suddenly realized he never had seen the entrance to Gryffindor tower. She had stopped at the portrait of a fat lady dressed in a pink dress. She stopped and turned to him.
"look, I don't know why you are pursuing me. I am not interested in a relationship right now," she said, a pleading look in her eyes. "Please, just leave me alone."
Malfoy turned to walk away. He heard her mutter something to the portrait, which swung open and closed.
***
Once in greenhouse 5, a greenhouse with many exotic plants, Harry felt relieved. At least there isn't anything to dangerous in here, he thought to himself, taking a seat near the back with Karista, Ron and Hermione.
"What did Malfoy say to you, Karista?" Hermione whispered, moving dirt around the pot, waiting for her dancing spidervine from Professor Sprout.
"At first, he seemed kind of made that I had embarrassed him in front of 'all those people'," Karista said, a flicker of anger in her eyes. "Then, before I entered the portrait, he said he was sorry for last night."
Hermione nodded her head with approval, then went back to planting her spidevine.
"Harry, you have a crush on Karista, don't you?" Ron whispered.
"Yeah, a little I guess," Harry whispered, turning a bright pink at Ron's question.
"Why don't you ask her out?" Ron chuckled.
"I…I don't really think she is looking for anyone right now," Harry muttered, casting a sidelong glance at Karista, who was animatedly talking about New York. He remembered hearing a cold slap radiate through the hall and McGonagall streaking by to see what happen. He could almost imagine being the one who received it.
"Ron, I had another dream about her last night," Harry said, blushing.
"What happened?" Ron asked, positively dying to hear more.
"We were at some kind of ball here at Hogwarts, and well, she…no I mean, I kissed her," Harry said. "She kissed me back."
Ron was beside him self with a fit of giggles that made Lavender and Parvati laugh at him.
"I must say Harry, we should get your head checked. It seems your dreams are getting stranger with 'your friend'. Maybe it was the curse, eh?" Ron said Chuckling hard. Harry smacked him on the arm and jammed his spidervine into its' pot with an awkward smile on his face.
Soon, Professor Sprout told them to clean up and they were marching across the grounds towards Hagrid's cabin, where fang was sleeping on his back, his legs kicking wildly in the air.
"Hullo Harry," Hagrid said, beaming down at him. "How're ya?"
"Tired, covered with dirt, the usual," Harry said smiling.
"Interestin' lesson today," Hagrid said loudly as the rest of the class assembled in front of his cabin. "Learnin abou' cobbles, those creatures ya learned abou' in DADA with Professor Lupin."
The class suddenly looked uneasy as they remembered Lupin talking about how vicious they were.
"Now, on the other side of this paddock, I have a large crate, however, there is only one," Hagrid added quickly, noticing the worried looks flashing upon some people's faces. They looked the same as they had the year before with Hagrid's Blast ended Skrewts. "Now, no sudden movements, ya hear?"
Hagrid slowly opened a door to a large wire cage. A small, brownish colored hot dog looking animal came wandering out, looking very peaceful. Parvati even whispered that it looked cute. Suddenly, Hagrid poked a stick at it, and the animal began to transform. The whole animal turned a vomit green with nasty yellow eyes. Wings stuck out where the ribcage was and an ugly orange Mohawk grew upon its head. The teeth grew along with its nails until the thing looked exactly like the picture Lupin had showed them.
"Now, you notice that the animal is very small. Muggles actually keep em as pets…well, at least old people do. Then, a young and foolish muggle comes around and starts poking at it and giving it raspberries on its stomach, and the thing turns around and bites em."
The horrible animal started spitting madly, while a terrible stench like a dungbomb emanated from its body.
"It has many defenses. The nails and teeth for obvious reasons, and so are the wings. Its fur is so thin because it for one thing makes it harder to catch because it is slipperier. And, it makes it easier for it to swim fast. The stench backs people off, and the colors make people laugh so hard at it that it just gets away."
The students had fun watching as the animal took flight and started flying around the cage at a marvelous speed. When the bell rang, Hagrid stopped Ron, Harry, Hermione and Karista.
"I won't be here for another two weeks," Hagrid said, causing Harry, Ron and Hermione to look sad. "Now don't give me 'em pouts. I have 'Dumbledore' business I must attend to in France," Hagrid said, puffing himself up proudly. Harry knew that he was probably going to see Madame Maxime and even try and get envoys to the Giants, or at least, that is what he guessed.
"Alright Hagrid," harry muttered. "I hope you get what you have to get done done."
"I will. You four take care now, you hear?" Hagrid said, stomping back over to his cabin.
They slowly headed back to the castle for lunch.
Harry awoke the next morning in a groggy state of mind. He kept thinking about Karista, and how she had hit Malfoy. Of course, she had plenty of reason. He wished he could have been there though. It all seemed too good to miss. He glanced at his schedule and realized that he double herbology with the Hufflepuffs this morning. As he got dressed, the remembrance of a dream he had last night swept through his brain:
"Karista, you look…amazing," harry murmured. "Just gorgeous."
"I clean up nicely, don't I?" She asked, a smile glinting on her face.
"I didn't-," Harry muttered, but Karista put up her hand.
"I was kidding, Harry," she chuckled.
She had just swept down in a beautiful golden robe. They had gone through the evening without trouble, when they had gotten up to dance.
Harry had let go of her hand and wrapped it around her waist. He pulled her in tighter. She wrapped her arms around his neck. She looked into his eyes, and understood why she liked him.
"I love you, Karista," he murmured, as they leaned in closer.
"I love you, Harry Potter," she said, as they closed their eyes and kissed.
Harry smiled at the dream and then he headed down to breakfast, where most of Gryffindor was already.
"Late start there, Harry?" a voice boomed from the staff table. Hagrid was smiling cheerfully down at them as he took a deep swig from his goblet, which thankfully was full of orange juice. He waived at him, then sat down next to Karista, who looked extremely tired.
"You don't look so good," Harry said, stifling a yawn as he poured himself some juice.
"Long night…no sleep," she muttered, biting off a chunk of her toast.
"Ooo…that sucks," Harry said, ladling porridge into his bowl. "I've had those kind of nights before."
She gave one of her familiar weak smiles, then stood up to leave before she sat down again and took a letter out of her pocket.
"This came for you earlier and I was going to bring it up to you, but then you came down," she said, once again standing up. "See you in Herbology."
She then turned to walk out the great hall, with someone following behind her; Malfoy.
"Karista! Karista, let me talk to you , please?" Malfoy pleaded, sounding very different. She turned to see the left side of his face slightly puffy.
"What? You come back to insult me again?" she cursed, stomping up the stairs.
"Insult you? How do you think I felt? Anyways, that isn't what I want to talk to you about," he said, tripping on a rug on the 2nd floor.
"Well, what is it then? I haven't got time to talk about this right now, I have to be at Herbology in 20 minutes," she said, turning to face him this time.
"I'm sorry about last night," Malfoy drawled, an unctuous tone in his voice.
"Oh, glad to hear it," she said, stomping along the corridor looking for the pink lady.
Malfoy suddenly realized he never had seen the entrance to Gryffindor tower. She had stopped at the portrait of a fat lady dressed in a pink dress. She stopped and turned to him.
"look, I don't know why you are pursuing me. I am not interested in a relationship right now," she said, a pleading look in her eyes. "Please, just leave me alone."
Malfoy turned to walk away. He heard her mutter something to the portrait, which swung open and closed.
***
Once in greenhouse 5, a greenhouse with many exotic plants, Harry felt relieved. At least there isn't anything to dangerous in here, he thought to himself, taking a seat near the back with Karista, Ron and Hermione.
"What did Malfoy say to you, Karista?" Hermione whispered, moving dirt around the pot, waiting for her dancing spidervine from Professor Sprout.
"At first, he seemed kind of made that I had embarrassed him in front of 'all those people'," Karista said, a flicker of anger in her eyes. "Then, before I entered the portrait, he said he was sorry for last night."
Hermione nodded her head with approval, then went back to planting her spidevine.
"Harry, you have a crush on Karista, don't you?" Ron whispered.
"Yeah, a little I guess," Harry whispered, turning a bright pink at Ron's question.
"Why don't you ask her out?" Ron chuckled.
"I…I don't really think she is looking for anyone right now," Harry muttered, casting a sidelong glance at Karista, who was animatedly talking about New York. He remembered hearing a cold slap radiate through the hall and McGonagall streaking by to see what happen. He could almost imagine being the one who received it.
"Ron, I had another dream about her last night," Harry said, blushing.
"What happened?" Ron asked, positively dying to hear more.
"We were at some kind of ball here at Hogwarts, and well, she…no I mean, I kissed her," Harry said. "She kissed me back."
Ron was beside him self with a fit of giggles that made Lavender and Parvati laugh at him.
"I must say Harry, we should get your head checked. It seems your dreams are getting stranger with 'your friend'. Maybe it was the curse, eh?" Ron said Chuckling hard. Harry smacked him on the arm and jammed his spidervine into its' pot with an awkward smile on his face.
Soon, Professor Sprout told them to clean up and they were marching across the grounds towards Hagrid's cabin, where fang was sleeping on his back, his legs kicking wildly in the air.
"Hullo Harry," Hagrid said, beaming down at him. "How're ya?"
"Tired, covered with dirt, the usual," Harry said smiling.
"Interestin' lesson today," Hagrid said loudly as the rest of the class assembled in front of his cabin. "Learnin abou' cobbles, those creatures ya learned abou' in DADA with Professor Lupin."
The class suddenly looked uneasy as they remembered Lupin talking about how vicious they were.
"Now, on the other side of this paddock, I have a large crate, however, there is only one," Hagrid added quickly, noticing the worried looks flashing upon some people's faces. They looked the same as they had the year before with Hagrid's Blast ended Skrewts. "Now, no sudden movements, ya hear?"
Hagrid slowly opened a door to a large wire cage. A small, brownish colored hot dog looking animal came wandering out, looking very peaceful. Parvati even whispered that it looked cute. Suddenly, Hagrid poked a stick at it, and the animal began to transform. The whole animal turned a vomit green with nasty yellow eyes. Wings stuck out where the ribcage was and an ugly orange Mohawk grew upon its head. The teeth grew along with its nails until the thing looked exactly like the picture Lupin had showed them.
"Now, you notice that the animal is very small. Muggles actually keep em as pets…well, at least old people do. Then, a young and foolish muggle comes around and starts poking at it and giving it raspberries on its stomach, and the thing turns around and bites em."
The horrible animal started spitting madly, while a terrible stench like a dungbomb emanated from its body.
"It has many defenses. The nails and teeth for obvious reasons, and so are the wings. Its fur is so thin because it for one thing makes it harder to catch because it is slipperier. And, it makes it easier for it to swim fast. The stench backs people off, and the colors make people laugh so hard at it that it just gets away."
The students had fun watching as the animal took flight and started flying around the cage at a marvelous speed. When the bell rang, Hagrid stopped Ron, Harry, Hermione and Karista.
"I won't be here for another two weeks," Hagrid said, causing Harry, Ron and Hermione to look sad. "Now don't give me 'em pouts. I have 'Dumbledore' business I must attend to in France," Hagrid said, puffing himself up proudly. Harry knew that he was probably going to see Madame Maxime and even try and get envoys to the Giants, or at least, that is what he guessed.
"Alright Hagrid," harry muttered. "I hope you get what you have to get done done."
"I will. You four take care now, you hear?" Hagrid said, stomping back over to his cabin.
They slowly headed back to the castle for lunch.