A/N: Okay, so I ask if people know what the project should be, but no one knows! Oh well, I figured it out.... Thanks to all the people that reviewed!
So this is the moment you've all been waiting for! You can finally find out what the project is. Whoo-hoo! Okay, so I realize that I've been dragging you guys, and you're probably getting bored, so here's the project!
(Its the next day.)
Disclaimer: Don't own anything.
Its Impossible
By: Jey4eva
Chapter 6: The Project
Ginny's POV:
"Oh no!" I moaned as I finished up my lunch.
"What?" Hermione asked, looking concerned.
"I have to work on the project with Malfoy after lunch!" I wailed.
"You agreed on this?!" Ron asked incredously.
"Ron, they have to work on it someday," Hermione said.
Ron rolled his eyes.
Harry sudenly appeared into the Great Hall. He went to our table muttering to himself.
"What?" Ron asked.
"Cho's sick," Harry said.
I rolled my eyes. Really, I mean jeez! Did he have to just blurt it like that. I mean, didn't he remember that I used to have a crush on him?
Hermione glared at him, "Harry!" She exclaimed.
"What?" Harry asked misserably.
"I dunno how you can like that 6th year. I mean, sure she's pretty, but I dunno... She's a Ravenclaw, so that means she's a big geek," Ron said. wrinkling his nose.
"Helloooo?" I asked. "I happen to have Ravenclaw friends," I said glaring.
Ron shrugged.
I rolled my eyes and got up and gathered my books and wand.
"Where you going?" Ron asked.
"To the library," I replied briskly and walked out of the Great Hall.
"What's with her?" Ron asked Hermione.
"Oh Ron, you just don't understand girls!" Hermione said.
I sighed and started walking the way to the library.
"Hi Ginny!" Emma Patters, a 4th year Gryffindor greeted me.
"Hi," I smiled. I went back to my sad mood as I walked closer to the library. Its bad luck, I thought to myself. I remembered Professor Trelawney telling me that bad luck was on my side. But then again, she was all a bunch of rubbish. I sighed again. How was it possible for 5 people to just have something come up when we have a project to do? It was crazy!
The library was just a few corners away. I turned still lost in thought.
Draco's POV:
I crossed my arms glaring at everyone that looked at me. I was leaning against the doors of the library, waiting for Little Weasley.
"What are you staring at?" I snapped at a bunch of 3rd year girls.
They giggled and turned away.
"That's Draco Malfoy," I heard one of them say.
If she was trying her best to lower her voice, then she sucked at it.
"He's pretty cute, don't you think?" Another girl said.
I smirked. This was more like it... Girls are starting to fall at my feet again, I thought. Malfoy is back, I thought.
"What are you doing?"
I looked up and sneered, "Weasley," I spat. "Where've you been?"
"The Great Hall," she glared.
"I've been waiting for you for a full 5 minutes!" I said, haughtingly.
"Well, I'm sorry, but I had the impression that you weren't going to show," she snapped.
I clenched my teeth, "I swear to God Weasley."
"What?" She snapped, her voice rising.
The 3rd year girls looked over at us.
Weasley glanced at them and blushed, "What?" She whispered quietly.
Her voice was lowered, but her glare didn't waver.
"You don't know shit about me, Weasley," I said.
"What's that supposed to mean?" She snapped.
"Figure it out," I snapped back. "Let's just work on this stupid thing."
Weasley rolled her eyes and walked into the library, with me following behind her. I stared fiercly at her back. Her shoulders were all tensed, her back rigid. She carried her books with one arm, her other arm swinging forcefully. She must be really pissed off, I thought. She made a turn to an empty table. I caught a glance at her face. Let's just put it this way... If looks could kill, you'd be dead in a milla-second if you looked at her. But, somehow, I found her face amusing and sort of cute. I found myself smiling as she took a seat.
Ginny's POV:
"What?" I snapped as I caught Malfoy smiling.
"Nothing," Malfoy said, rearranging his face to the usual scowl.
"Are you going to sit or what?" I aksed, crossing my arms.
He nodded and sat down.
We were silent for a second.
"Have you even read the project?" I asked, grabbing the scroll.
Malfoy shook his head, "Never glanced at it," he muttered.
"Me either," I muttered.
"What was that?" Malfoy asked in surprise. "Weasley, are you starting to slack off in work?"
"Oh shut up!" I said. "I've just been busy," I defended myself. "And what about you, Malfoy?" I cornered. "This isn't just my project."
He shrugged and grabbed his scroll, too. He and I unscrolled them at the same time.
The scroll said:
Your Project, is not to be ignored or not given 110%, otherwise, you won't get full credit. All projects are to be handed in to Professor McGonagall on the last day of school. Your points will be added to your exam grades.
Your Project:
You will have to train on how to duel, because that will be part of the project. Your group will duel against another group, of a teacher's choice. Your group will battle with every group. The rules are posted in your Common Room. We do suggest that you learn many different spellsfor you to win the most points AND to receive an award.
You will also have to write reports on 10 great wizards or witches of your group choice. Each wizard or witch will have to have a report at least 5 feet long (and no big writing). Other details are also posted in your Common Room.
You have to write a 10 feet long report on ANYTHING that has to do with History of Magic. The details are posted in your Common Room.
Then you must raise either a plant or animal (or both) and record what you did to raise it. The details are ALSO posted in your Common Room.
*Ask any teacher if you have any questions or comments*
My mouth dropped open. "How can they expect us to..." I trailed off. "We have to start right now!" I said.
Malfoy was silent. I looked up and saw him muttering to himself.
"Hello?" I asked. "MALFOY!" I said.
"What?" He muttered.
"We have to get started NOW!" I said.
"What?" He asked, confused. He looked up.
I rolled my eyes, "I said 'we have to start our project right now' or we'll never get it done," I said frantically. I got up and started searching the aisles for books on wizards and witches.
"Why?" He asked surprised. "We have until the end of the school year!"
"But, this is too much work!" I exclaimed. "How can you just take it lightly?" I asked, peering out at him from behind a shelf. I hauled the loads of books onto the table, nearly slamming them on Malfoy's hands. He jumped surprised.
I turned and went to get more books before he could open his mouth. I looked around for spell books.
Draco's POV:
I covered my mouth as I saw Weasley rushing up and down the aisles of books. I muffled my laughter. She looked so pathetic... But yet, so cute.
She came back with another pile of books.
I put down my hand and laughed.
"What?" She asked, breathlessly. She brushed aside a lock of red hair and turned to glare at me. "What's so funny?"
"You!" I cried. I gestured towards the books. "This."
"I don't see what's so funny," she said huffily. She stared down at me as I leaned back in my chair, hands behind my head. I put my feet on the table and yawned.
I saw the muscles in her mouth tense. She continued to glare down at me.
"What Weasley?" I snapped.
She took a deep breath. I started whistling and staring at my watch. A minute passed by. All of a sudden I felt my feet being lifted off the table and down to the floor with a thud. I looked up, "Weasley!" I exclaimed. She was dusting off her hands in disgust.
"Get up!" She snapped.
I sat up.
"GET. TO. WORK." She stated and took a seat across from me. She got out her quill and ink bottle and started taking notes down.
I stared at her in astonishment. "You're worse than Granger," I muttered and took out parchment paper, a quill, and ink bottle. I got a book from the pile and started flipping through it, every now and then stealing a glance at her. She never once looked up. I sighed, this was going to be a long day.
A/N: So was that long or what? Whoo! You will not BELIEVE how long this took me... Well, review please!
So this is the moment you've all been waiting for! You can finally find out what the project is. Whoo-hoo! Okay, so I realize that I've been dragging you guys, and you're probably getting bored, so here's the project!
(Its the next day.)
Disclaimer: Don't own anything.
Its Impossible
By: Jey4eva
Chapter 6: The Project
Ginny's POV:
"Oh no!" I moaned as I finished up my lunch.
"What?" Hermione asked, looking concerned.
"I have to work on the project with Malfoy after lunch!" I wailed.
"You agreed on this?!" Ron asked incredously.
"Ron, they have to work on it someday," Hermione said.
Ron rolled his eyes.
Harry sudenly appeared into the Great Hall. He went to our table muttering to himself.
"What?" Ron asked.
"Cho's sick," Harry said.
I rolled my eyes. Really, I mean jeez! Did he have to just blurt it like that. I mean, didn't he remember that I used to have a crush on him?
Hermione glared at him, "Harry!" She exclaimed.
"What?" Harry asked misserably.
"I dunno how you can like that 6th year. I mean, sure she's pretty, but I dunno... She's a Ravenclaw, so that means she's a big geek," Ron said. wrinkling his nose.
"Helloooo?" I asked. "I happen to have Ravenclaw friends," I said glaring.
Ron shrugged.
I rolled my eyes and got up and gathered my books and wand.
"Where you going?" Ron asked.
"To the library," I replied briskly and walked out of the Great Hall.
"What's with her?" Ron asked Hermione.
"Oh Ron, you just don't understand girls!" Hermione said.
I sighed and started walking the way to the library.
"Hi Ginny!" Emma Patters, a 4th year Gryffindor greeted me.
"Hi," I smiled. I went back to my sad mood as I walked closer to the library. Its bad luck, I thought to myself. I remembered Professor Trelawney telling me that bad luck was on my side. But then again, she was all a bunch of rubbish. I sighed again. How was it possible for 5 people to just have something come up when we have a project to do? It was crazy!
The library was just a few corners away. I turned still lost in thought.
Draco's POV:
I crossed my arms glaring at everyone that looked at me. I was leaning against the doors of the library, waiting for Little Weasley.
"What are you staring at?" I snapped at a bunch of 3rd year girls.
They giggled and turned away.
"That's Draco Malfoy," I heard one of them say.
If she was trying her best to lower her voice, then she sucked at it.
"He's pretty cute, don't you think?" Another girl said.
I smirked. This was more like it... Girls are starting to fall at my feet again, I thought. Malfoy is back, I thought.
"What are you doing?"
I looked up and sneered, "Weasley," I spat. "Where've you been?"
"The Great Hall," she glared.
"I've been waiting for you for a full 5 minutes!" I said, haughtingly.
"Well, I'm sorry, but I had the impression that you weren't going to show," she snapped.
I clenched my teeth, "I swear to God Weasley."
"What?" She snapped, her voice rising.
The 3rd year girls looked over at us.
Weasley glanced at them and blushed, "What?" She whispered quietly.
Her voice was lowered, but her glare didn't waver.
"You don't know shit about me, Weasley," I said.
"What's that supposed to mean?" She snapped.
"Figure it out," I snapped back. "Let's just work on this stupid thing."
Weasley rolled her eyes and walked into the library, with me following behind her. I stared fiercly at her back. Her shoulders were all tensed, her back rigid. She carried her books with one arm, her other arm swinging forcefully. She must be really pissed off, I thought. She made a turn to an empty table. I caught a glance at her face. Let's just put it this way... If looks could kill, you'd be dead in a milla-second if you looked at her. But, somehow, I found her face amusing and sort of cute. I found myself smiling as she took a seat.
Ginny's POV:
"What?" I snapped as I caught Malfoy smiling.
"Nothing," Malfoy said, rearranging his face to the usual scowl.
"Are you going to sit or what?" I aksed, crossing my arms.
He nodded and sat down.
We were silent for a second.
"Have you even read the project?" I asked, grabbing the scroll.
Malfoy shook his head, "Never glanced at it," he muttered.
"Me either," I muttered.
"What was that?" Malfoy asked in surprise. "Weasley, are you starting to slack off in work?"
"Oh shut up!" I said. "I've just been busy," I defended myself. "And what about you, Malfoy?" I cornered. "This isn't just my project."
He shrugged and grabbed his scroll, too. He and I unscrolled them at the same time.
The scroll said:
Your Project, is not to be ignored or not given 110%, otherwise, you won't get full credit. All projects are to be handed in to Professor McGonagall on the last day of school. Your points will be added to your exam grades.
Your Project:
You will have to train on how to duel, because that will be part of the project. Your group will duel against another group, of a teacher's choice. Your group will battle with every group. The rules are posted in your Common Room. We do suggest that you learn many different spellsfor you to win the most points AND to receive an award.
You will also have to write reports on 10 great wizards or witches of your group choice. Each wizard or witch will have to have a report at least 5 feet long (and no big writing). Other details are also posted in your Common Room.
You have to write a 10 feet long report on ANYTHING that has to do with History of Magic. The details are posted in your Common Room.
Then you must raise either a plant or animal (or both) and record what you did to raise it. The details are ALSO posted in your Common Room.
*Ask any teacher if you have any questions or comments*
My mouth dropped open. "How can they expect us to..." I trailed off. "We have to start right now!" I said.
Malfoy was silent. I looked up and saw him muttering to himself.
"Hello?" I asked. "MALFOY!" I said.
"What?" He muttered.
"We have to get started NOW!" I said.
"What?" He asked, confused. He looked up.
I rolled my eyes, "I said 'we have to start our project right now' or we'll never get it done," I said frantically. I got up and started searching the aisles for books on wizards and witches.
"Why?" He asked surprised. "We have until the end of the school year!"
"But, this is too much work!" I exclaimed. "How can you just take it lightly?" I asked, peering out at him from behind a shelf. I hauled the loads of books onto the table, nearly slamming them on Malfoy's hands. He jumped surprised.
I turned and went to get more books before he could open his mouth. I looked around for spell books.
Draco's POV:
I covered my mouth as I saw Weasley rushing up and down the aisles of books. I muffled my laughter. She looked so pathetic... But yet, so cute.
She came back with another pile of books.
I put down my hand and laughed.
"What?" She asked, breathlessly. She brushed aside a lock of red hair and turned to glare at me. "What's so funny?"
"You!" I cried. I gestured towards the books. "This."
"I don't see what's so funny," she said huffily. She stared down at me as I leaned back in my chair, hands behind my head. I put my feet on the table and yawned.
I saw the muscles in her mouth tense. She continued to glare down at me.
"What Weasley?" I snapped.
She took a deep breath. I started whistling and staring at my watch. A minute passed by. All of a sudden I felt my feet being lifted off the table and down to the floor with a thud. I looked up, "Weasley!" I exclaimed. She was dusting off her hands in disgust.
"Get up!" She snapped.
I sat up.
"GET. TO. WORK." She stated and took a seat across from me. She got out her quill and ink bottle and started taking notes down.
I stared at her in astonishment. "You're worse than Granger," I muttered and took out parchment paper, a quill, and ink bottle. I got a book from the pile and started flipping through it, every now and then stealing a glance at her. She never once looked up. I sighed, this was going to be a long day.
A/N: So was that long or what? Whoo! You will not BELIEVE how long this took me... Well, review please!
