A/N: Okay, so I messed up A LOT in the first chapter. Augh! What am I gonna do... Sigh. Okay, so let's see how I can make everything unconfusing...Erm...
Well, okay, so Julie and Amelia are Ravenclaws...and um...Professor McGonagall made an exception for Ginny. Ginny is VERY good in Transfiguration, so Professor McGonagall thought that she'd do better in 5th year Transfiguration. (If it doesn't make sense, then e-mail me.)
And let me see...well, about sticking to one person's POV, I'm thinking of just sticking to Draco's and Ginny's...I guess that will be okay.
Alright, so enjoy the second chapter... R&R!
Diclaimer: Don't own anything except Amelia and Julie...maybe some other people as they enter this exciting story.
Its Impossible
By: Jey4eva
Chapter 2: The Worst Assignment Ever
Ginny's POV:
I looked up and saw an owl fly into the class. A letter was dropped into Professor McGonagall's hands. She opened it and read the letter then looked up at us.
"Students, please gather up your books and follow me," she said. She headed to the door. Everyone followed her whispering about where we were going.
I fell into stride with Hermione.
"Hi," she whispered.
I smiled.
Professor McGonagall led us into the Great Hall. The whole school were seated at their tables. I folowed Hermione to the Gryffindor table.
Proffesor McGonagall joined the professors at the high table.
Professor Dumbledore stood up and said, "You all must be wondering why you're here."
Murmers went through the crowd.
Professor Dumbledore raised his hand to silence them. "I will let Professor McGonagall tell you all the details." He sat down and Professor McGonagall stood up.
"Students, the reason you were called here today was to discuss your grades," she said.
Everyone groaned.
"We have checked everyone's average grades and we have decided to assign an extra credit project..."
Fred ang George started catcalling.
I blushed, embarrassed as everyone turned to look at my two brothers.
When they quieted down, Professor McGonagall continued, "The extra credit project is NOT optional, meaning that you have no choice but to take the project. This includes all years," she said glaring at Fred and George as they started catcalling again. "You will work in groups of 7...each group having 1 person from a different year."
The 7th years' groaned. They obviously didn't feel like spending their time with younger years.
I rolled my eyes.
"The teachers and I will be choosing the groups," Professor McGonagall continued. She held up a list, "These are the groups, when your name is called, please sit with your group."
My heart beat. What if I get stuck with a group with all Slytherins? I thought. The thought just made me sick.
Everyone held their breath as the first group was called. The group had a majority of Slytherins. I sighed with relief when my name wasn't called. I sympathized with the Hufflepuffs and a Gryffindor who were forced to sit at the Slytherin table. My eyes landed on Malfoy, was he in their group? If he was, then that meant that I wouldn't get stuck with him! Thank God! But, no, he had moved away from the group, sneering. My heart dropped... there was still a chance that he'd be in my group...
Draco's POV:
I moved away from the group and sat down next to Goyle. Poor Crabbe had been put in that group. Goyle was cracking his knuckles nervously. I rolled my eyes, "Would you stop that?" I demanded.
"Sorry," Goyle muttered. But he still continued to crack his knuckles.
"Second group:" Professor McGonagall announced. She called out seven names, and that group gathered at the Ravenclaw table.
Professor called out more groups. Goyle was called into a group with mostly Gryffindors. He looked green as he sat down at their table. I snorted. I wouldn't be surprised if he threw up right then and there. That would be an amusement, I thought.
I looked around and saw that there were only a few more people left. I checked to see if little Weasley had been called. She hadn't. She was nervously tucking her red fiery hair behind her ears. I smirked. Hopefully, I wouldn't get stuck with the annoying brat.
The next group was called. I checked and counted the number of people left. Seven...and little Weasley was one of them. I groaned. This wasn't happening. I couldn't get stuck with her.
Professor McGonagall called the last group:
"Eliza Marshters, Derick Hampton, Rachael Parker, Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Bryan Reagan, and Mary Fowler."
I sucked in my breath as my name was called. It couldn't be true. Professor McGonagall couldn't have called my name. Damn the Professors, I thought as my group gathered at the Slytherin table. How could they even think of matching me up with the little Weasley girl in my group? Were they mad? The little Weasley hesitated before sitting down across from me.
I glared at her, and she glared back at me.
"Ahem," Professor McGonagall said, grabbing our attention. "You will find your assignments in front of your group."
I looked down at the table and saw 7 rolls of parchment on the table. I sat there amazed at how quickly it had appeared. We each grabbed one.
"This extra credit project will continue till' the end of the year. Depending on how well your project is, the extra credit points will be added to your exam grades," Professor McGonagall said.
Had I heard her right? A year project? A YEAR!!! It was absurd. How was I supposed to survive a YEAR with the little Weasley?
"I suggest that all of you get to work," Professor McGonagall advised. "But not right now. All of you are to report to your classes. Thank you."
I jumped up and rushed out of the Great Hall. I suddenly thought of a brilliant idea. I could ask Professor Snape to excuse me from this project, I thought. He would surely help me out... Wouldn't he?
Ginny's POV:
I was in Draco Malfoy's group. How could this happen? It was insane. I snorted, Malfoy and I working together...for a YEAR! It would never happen in a million years!
"Hey Gin," someone whispered.
I looked up, it was Fred, George, and Ron.
"Man, I feel bad for you," Ron commented.
Oh, that just made it a billion times better, I thought sarcastically.
George patted my shoulder, "It'll be alright, Gin. Don't worry."
"If that little bastard bothers you, just tell your big brothers... We'll take care of it," Fred said, puffing up his chest and checking to see if I was laughing.
I gave a forced giggle.
Fred grinned.
"Thanks, see you guys later," I said and walked away.
After I had taken a few steps, I overheard George say, "The poor kid..."
I sighed, and continued on. Maybe I could ask Professor McGonagall to excuse me from the project. i surely didn't need it. My grades on last years exams had been pretty high... I didn't need the project. I decided to talk to her tomorrow about it.
A/N: So are there still any flaws? I tried to make it longer, but I think it just became shorter. I'll try really hard to make the next chapter longer. And right now, I don't think this story will ever be PG-13 material...Nope, because I'm such a good little girl. (hah, right). Please review!
~Jey4eva~
Well, okay, so Julie and Amelia are Ravenclaws...and um...Professor McGonagall made an exception for Ginny. Ginny is VERY good in Transfiguration, so Professor McGonagall thought that she'd do better in 5th year Transfiguration. (If it doesn't make sense, then e-mail me.)
And let me see...well, about sticking to one person's POV, I'm thinking of just sticking to Draco's and Ginny's...I guess that will be okay.
Alright, so enjoy the second chapter... R&R!
Diclaimer: Don't own anything except Amelia and Julie...maybe some other people as they enter this exciting story.
Its Impossible
By: Jey4eva
Chapter 2: The Worst Assignment Ever
Ginny's POV:
I looked up and saw an owl fly into the class. A letter was dropped into Professor McGonagall's hands. She opened it and read the letter then looked up at us.
"Students, please gather up your books and follow me," she said. She headed to the door. Everyone followed her whispering about where we were going.
I fell into stride with Hermione.
"Hi," she whispered.
I smiled.
Professor McGonagall led us into the Great Hall. The whole school were seated at their tables. I folowed Hermione to the Gryffindor table.
Proffesor McGonagall joined the professors at the high table.
Professor Dumbledore stood up and said, "You all must be wondering why you're here."
Murmers went through the crowd.
Professor Dumbledore raised his hand to silence them. "I will let Professor McGonagall tell you all the details." He sat down and Professor McGonagall stood up.
"Students, the reason you were called here today was to discuss your grades," she said.
Everyone groaned.
"We have checked everyone's average grades and we have decided to assign an extra credit project..."
Fred ang George started catcalling.
I blushed, embarrassed as everyone turned to look at my two brothers.
When they quieted down, Professor McGonagall continued, "The extra credit project is NOT optional, meaning that you have no choice but to take the project. This includes all years," she said glaring at Fred and George as they started catcalling again. "You will work in groups of 7...each group having 1 person from a different year."
The 7th years' groaned. They obviously didn't feel like spending their time with younger years.
I rolled my eyes.
"The teachers and I will be choosing the groups," Professor McGonagall continued. She held up a list, "These are the groups, when your name is called, please sit with your group."
My heart beat. What if I get stuck with a group with all Slytherins? I thought. The thought just made me sick.
Everyone held their breath as the first group was called. The group had a majority of Slytherins. I sighed with relief when my name wasn't called. I sympathized with the Hufflepuffs and a Gryffindor who were forced to sit at the Slytherin table. My eyes landed on Malfoy, was he in their group? If he was, then that meant that I wouldn't get stuck with him! Thank God! But, no, he had moved away from the group, sneering. My heart dropped... there was still a chance that he'd be in my group...
Draco's POV:
I moved away from the group and sat down next to Goyle. Poor Crabbe had been put in that group. Goyle was cracking his knuckles nervously. I rolled my eyes, "Would you stop that?" I demanded.
"Sorry," Goyle muttered. But he still continued to crack his knuckles.
"Second group:" Professor McGonagall announced. She called out seven names, and that group gathered at the Ravenclaw table.
Professor called out more groups. Goyle was called into a group with mostly Gryffindors. He looked green as he sat down at their table. I snorted. I wouldn't be surprised if he threw up right then and there. That would be an amusement, I thought.
I looked around and saw that there were only a few more people left. I checked to see if little Weasley had been called. She hadn't. She was nervously tucking her red fiery hair behind her ears. I smirked. Hopefully, I wouldn't get stuck with the annoying brat.
The next group was called. I checked and counted the number of people left. Seven...and little Weasley was one of them. I groaned. This wasn't happening. I couldn't get stuck with her.
Professor McGonagall called the last group:
"Eliza Marshters, Derick Hampton, Rachael Parker, Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Bryan Reagan, and Mary Fowler."
I sucked in my breath as my name was called. It couldn't be true. Professor McGonagall couldn't have called my name. Damn the Professors, I thought as my group gathered at the Slytherin table. How could they even think of matching me up with the little Weasley girl in my group? Were they mad? The little Weasley hesitated before sitting down across from me.
I glared at her, and she glared back at me.
"Ahem," Professor McGonagall said, grabbing our attention. "You will find your assignments in front of your group."
I looked down at the table and saw 7 rolls of parchment on the table. I sat there amazed at how quickly it had appeared. We each grabbed one.
"This extra credit project will continue till' the end of the year. Depending on how well your project is, the extra credit points will be added to your exam grades," Professor McGonagall said.
Had I heard her right? A year project? A YEAR!!! It was absurd. How was I supposed to survive a YEAR with the little Weasley?
"I suggest that all of you get to work," Professor McGonagall advised. "But not right now. All of you are to report to your classes. Thank you."
I jumped up and rushed out of the Great Hall. I suddenly thought of a brilliant idea. I could ask Professor Snape to excuse me from this project, I thought. He would surely help me out... Wouldn't he?
Ginny's POV:
I was in Draco Malfoy's group. How could this happen? It was insane. I snorted, Malfoy and I working together...for a YEAR! It would never happen in a million years!
"Hey Gin," someone whispered.
I looked up, it was Fred, George, and Ron.
"Man, I feel bad for you," Ron commented.
Oh, that just made it a billion times better, I thought sarcastically.
George patted my shoulder, "It'll be alright, Gin. Don't worry."
"If that little bastard bothers you, just tell your big brothers... We'll take care of it," Fred said, puffing up his chest and checking to see if I was laughing.
I gave a forced giggle.
Fred grinned.
"Thanks, see you guys later," I said and walked away.
After I had taken a few steps, I overheard George say, "The poor kid..."
I sighed, and continued on. Maybe I could ask Professor McGonagall to excuse me from the project. i surely didn't need it. My grades on last years exams had been pretty high... I didn't need the project. I decided to talk to her tomorrow about it.
A/N: So are there still any flaws? I tried to make it longer, but I think it just became shorter. I'll try really hard to make the next chapter longer. And right now, I don't think this story will ever be PG-13 material...Nope, because I'm such a good little girl. (hah, right). Please review!
~Jey4eva~
