Chapter 5- Le Fleur de Soir

Duz ne 1 no wut that meanz or m I the only smart 1? Lol

Its French.

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It's March seventeenth, which means that Alicia, Melissa, and I have been searching for Harry Potter for exactly four months. It's getting really annoying. But somehow I know that we will find him somewhere. And someday soon.

Right now, all of the students are going through their testing and panicking. I remember that when I knew that the tests were coming, I studied every day, all year long. Now I wish that I had ditched the schoolbooks and had more fun.

My tests are really easy. Defense against the Dark Arts can only be so hard. I'm actually making the students use the Unforgivable curses. I've got a bunch of ants in jars for each student. Crucio, Impedimenta, Avada Kedavra. They just need to torture three ants and there's their A. If they do an extra five ants with whichever curse is their favorite to do, it's an A+. Torture all of the ants in the jar, and they're golden. Extra credit.

I go out for dinner with Ron almost every other night now. He still doesn't know that I'm looking for Harry. I guess I, um, forgot to tell him. It doesn't matter. I still have time for him, so it doesn't really matter that I'm trying to find my best friend.

Whenever I'm thinking about Harry at nighttime, with a flower in my hand, I know somehow that I'll find him. I hear a little voice in the back of my head, and it tells me that I should keep holding on to that hope that he will come back. I know that it sounds sort of shady, but I listen to what it says. I'll keep holding on until all hope is gone.

But when will all hope be gone? That is all I need to know.



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--Hermione-26 :-*