The Admirers-chapter 2
The Admirers
A/N: Hi! It's me again! This chapter isn't really a...well...a chapter. It's more of a thank you to those of you who decided to review. I decided to add a short part to add on since I'll be leaving for another three weeks starting tomorrow. Though, I don't know if this addition is a good thing because it'll probably be a cliffhanger. *groans from around the room* I'm sorry!
Erm... yeah...well...On to other things. Thank you DSky-I hate the word proffesor. I always spell it wrong. Vimh: Erm... Miracle? Me: Yeah? Vimh: You spelled professor wrong again. Me: Ugh!
Anyway...I said I wouldn't post again until five people had reviewed, but since I said that when I reviewed for myself (pretty pathetic, huh?) I decided that the 4 I got (not counting my own) would have to work.
Thank you to all my reviewers!...DSky, Kimmy Larisa KRACILT , CardcaptorMisty, and Mirai^!
So, that's about it...onto my fun Disclaimer!

Disclaimer: I own Jessica, Capella, Vimh, and the plot (I hope), so far. The phrase used in the last chapter ("I swear, he could be more interested in a bag of peas.") is mine by the right of the fact that I myself used it to describe someone who dnaced with me at camp. I asked him to dance, and "I swear he could have been more interested in a bag of peas!" I think his name was Matthew (not the same one I mentioned in Vimh), or maybe it was Michael...It was the last dance of the night, and I really felt like dancing with someone so I asked the nearest guy who was taller than me (there weren't many of them). Michael, or Matthew, turned out to be the guy I asked. So, Matthew, Michael or whatever you call yourself, I have one thing to say to you: "You could have siad no when I asked! I did'nt force you to dance with me!" OK, I'm done. Anyway, that's my phrase so don't you take it!
I don't own the Harry Potter characters, yadda, yadda, yadda. Don't sue!

OK, so here's the next part!
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Chapter 2. Capella's Ways
"Well," Repeated the man. "Fine, but just once. Don't let anyone else know."

"I won't," assure the woman.

The man set down his things again, and picked up his story where he had left off.

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The rest of potions passed uneventfully. Colin worked on the test Ginny had given him during his next class, History of Magic (a/n: I think that's the name. I forgot it and I don't feel like checking the books right now. I'm too lazy. It's Binns' class).

24. What color were Harry's dressrobes at the Yule Ball this year?

Easy, thought Colin, Green.

He wrote it down and moved onto the next.

25. What was Harry's mother's maiden name?

Evans.

26. How long is Harry's wand, and what is it made of?

Holly and phoenix feather, 11 in. (a/n: Hmm...Wonder how he knew that... Actually, I don't think I want to know...)

And so he continued until the last question, number 30 (What are the names (first and last) of the muggle relatives Harry lives with?)

Colin filled this in easily.

Vernon, Petunia, and the very fat, very hideous, Dudley Dursley. (Colin had eavesdropped on more than one of Harry's descriptions of his relatives.)
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The woman chuckled. The man grinned and continued.
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By the end of class, he had finished the whole test. "Ginny!" He called whe he finally saw her after class. He tried to catch up with her. She stopped and turned around.

"Yeah, Colin?"

"Here." He handed her the paper.

"Finished so quickly? Wow. You are obsessed."

"True to my word."

"Indeed,(a/n: I love the word indeed. Don't be surprised if my characters say that a lot.) you are. Look, I'll check this and get back to you, OK? Though, I'm sure you passed it and even if you didn't, I think I'd still probably let you join, seeing how low we are on members."

Colin laughed. "Sure, thanks.What's your next class?"

"Muggle studies, you?"

"Oh, Divination."

"Ugh, good luck!"

"Thanks. I'll need it. So I'll see you at lunch?"

"Yeah."

"OK, then, bye."

"Bye!" She turned walked away from Colin leaving the boy gazing at her as she left. He sighed, then shook his head as if to clear it. Turning around, he made his way to the Divination tower.
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Capella fared well in the D.A.T.D.A. classroom. The new proffesor, Proffesor Spalartan (Quick Disclaimer-or rather Claimer: Proffesor Spalartan is mine.), was very strict indeed (a/n: indeed again). Strict wasn't a problem for Capella. It never had been and it wasn't now. All she had to do was turn on the charm.(a/n: If this were a movie the song "Perfect Day" would start playing. I don't know who it's by. It's not mine, and it's in the movie Legally Blonde. If you know it, try humming it as you read. It might help.)

"The subject today class, are werewolves. Can anyone tell me how to harm a werewolf?" (I know it's kinda late to do werewolves, but they're the only things I know about. I read a lot of stories about them before.)

A tall youth raised his hand.

"Yes, Mr. Jinkes?" (Claimer: Jinkes=mine)

"Hit it on the head?"

"Though that might work if you were extremely lucky, Mr. Jinkes, that is incorrect. Anyone else?"

"Yes, Miss Montefino?"

"I would have to say, "Capella paused, sounding perfectly sweet. "A weapon made of pure silver?" (a/n: Bare with me here people. It's been two, three years since I read these werewolf books.)

"Yes, Miss Montefino. You are correct. Because of the way the animal is built..."

Capella smiled smugly. This year would be easy. Very easy, indeed. (a/n: Indeed again... music ends, by the way)
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Colin made his way through the Great Hall, eyes searching for Ginny. Stop it, he told himself. You're acting like a fool. Why was he making such a big deal out of it? It was just a stupid club... But something, probably another voice, told him it wasn't just the club that made him feel so funny inside...

"Colin!" He turned around to see Ginny waving him over to sit next to him at the other end of the Gryffindor table.

He walked up to her. "Ginny, hi."

"Um... Here's your test results." She handed him a paper as he sat down.

"Did I pass?" He asked without looking at them.

"With flying colors!"

"That's great!"

"Yeah! So I was thinking that maybe we could meet later at the library?" Ginny looked moe energetic all of a sudden.

"That'd be fine."

"Great! So I was thinking about the club..." Ginny started off enthusiastically. Between bites of food, Colin and Ginny quickly went over the rules and regulations and started talking about the layout of the club.

Meanwhile, Capella watched them, nonplussed. So you think you're all that, Weasley? Hmm... we'll see about that. Just wait, one session in the library and I'll know all there is to know about Harry Potter.
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Thud! Capella slammed what had got to be her fiftieth book shut. Ugh! She thought. This is great! Not one book is any different! If I have to read how Harry Potter bravely saved the muggle and wizarding world one more time, I'll scream!!! She held her head in her hands and looked over to a table not too far away where Colin and that Weasley girl were having one heck of a time together. Fine, maybe I don't know everything about Harry Potter, but I will still have Colin!
She picked up a piece of paper that had fallen from the duo's table.

The Admirers.

Hmmm... Well, well, well...The Admirers? I will have Colin.And now I know exactly how.

Capella was in luck. Ginny got up, and got ready to go. It looked like Colin was staying a little later.

When she left, Capella got up, and walked over to Colin, sliding down in Ginny's now vacant seat. Turning on the charm, she smiled. "Hi! You're that boy from Potions, right? Colin Creevny?"

Colin looked at her. "Creevey."

"Oh, oops! How idiotical of me! I'm so sorry." She had meant to mess his name up

Colin fought to stop a grimace. Her accented, American voice, did not sound sorry at all. "That's OK. Can I help you?"

"Well, I found this on the ground." She held up the paper. Colin took it from her. " I was wondering if I could join?"

"That's not up to me. You'll have to ask Ginny. But I have to go." Colin started to pack up.

"OK, thanks! Oh, and I was just wondering if you could help me with my homework sometime, being as I'm new and all?" Colin got up and began to walk towards the door.

"Sure, whatever." Colin tried to brush her off. It didn't work.

She followed him out the door. "Oh, thank you! That would be great!" She put a hand on his shoulder.

Colin shrugged it off. He had had enough. "Look, you're a Slytherin, right?"

"Yes? And?"

"Then, just go ask one of them to help you. I'm sure they'd be willing to help you! As for the club, I don't know why you'd want to join. It's a Harry Potter fanclub."

"What's wrong with it being a Harry Potter fanclub?"

"Nothing, never mind. Are you finished? 'Cause I have to go."

"Yeah. Sure."

Colin turned around, Shaking his head. Thoroughly digusted, he walked away.

Capella stood there, totally blown off for the first time in her life. She didn't believe it. And yet at the same time, she knew that it was true. Congratulations, Capella. She thought. You just experienced what it feels like to be a Slytherin. She turned around and walked toward the Slytherin tower, completely and utterly abashed for the first time in a very long time.
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The next morning Capella got to the Great Hall early. She watched as the students filled in, her eyes peeled for the one she sought. Finally, she saw a flash of red. She got up and walked over to the youngest Weasley, pasting on her best smile. "Hi!"

Ginny turned to look at her. "Hi, do I know you?"

"No, but that's OK, since I'm new around here I wanted to get aquainted with people. Um... I heard you had a club?"

"Yeah, I did! Would you like to join?"

Bingo. "Yeah, sure! That would be great!"

"OK, here. Just take this test and give it to me. If you pass you're in!"

"Really, it's that simple?" Ya gotta love those acting classes Mom took me to last summer, thought Capella.

"Yep."

"OK, give me two weeks? I'll have it back to you by then, I promise. I'd give it to you sooner but I'll be so busy with catch-up work and all."

"Sure, that's fine!"

"Oh, thanks! Bye!"

Capella walked away grinning smugly. Ginny looked after her with an odd look on her face. That's strange, she mused. We never exchanged names. And I could swear she's a Slytherin... Oh, well. Ginny shook her head and turned back to her friends.
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Later that day, Capella was sitting in the owlery (a/n: Probably didn't spell that right. someone tell me in their review, ok?). She finished her letter and read it to herself.

My dear cousin Bree,

How are you? Is life well? How is Aunt Hyreta? I hope you and she are well, and that life is good. It's OK for me. Listen, I have a favor to ask of you. I know you are an avid fan of Harry Potter. I had a couple of friends bet I couldn't answer these questions, and I need your help. Could you send me the answer to these questions? Thank you ever so much.

Fondest wishes,
Capella

"Perfect." Capella tied the letter to the leg of one of the owls then sent it off. She leaned against a wall and watched it fly away, smiling to herself. Perfect was most certainly the... well... the perfect word to describe the way things were going for her. Colin was as good as hers.
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The man hesitated.

"You aren't stopping...are you?" Asked the woman, worry in her tone again.

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A/N: Is he stopping? Is he?
Well, you all get to find out... in three weeks! I'm sorry y'all! I have to go! Writing camp so I can make all this better for you. Be patient and while I'm gone, review! Oh and when you review, tell me what you think of how I write, if you can, k? How I can improve or about the quality of my work. You could do that by maybe telling me how old you think I am from my writing, k? Thank you!

Disclaimer: I do not own the HP characters as I stated. I do not own "Perfect Day" or Legally Blonde. Proffesor Spalartan, Mr. Jinkes, and Hyreta, Bree, and Capella Montefino are mine. Including the whole of the Montefino family.

OK, I'm exhausted. Night, night! (Excuse my typos, it's about 1 o'clock in the morning. I hope, no I pray I haven't done anyhing to bad.)

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