(During the Halloween Ball)
Desdemona was coming up to us; what she wanted, I don't know, but the glint in her eyes told me that I was about to be very uncomfortable. She kissed me and said, "November 1st. Library. Bring your friends." Either she was interested in Hermione or she knew something. Neither was appealing. Obviously, no one but my "date" and I saw. People did see, however. That, in their eyes, Harry was getting dipped during dances and Hermione was pigging out all the time other than during the dancing.
It's really weird wearing a dress. I mean, let's say you're standing over the air conditioning vent: it gets cold down there.
I think Ron's date has an invisibility cloak on. Poor guy- glancing in our direction all night.
* * *
Fudge picks the worst times to show up. Just when I thought Hermione and I were going to kiss, they announce that the two of us should go up to Dumbledore's.
I can't believe it's past 12 on Halloween.
It must be easy to make portkeys. As soon as I touched the gargoyle, Hermione, whose hand I was holding, and I were transported to the library. Of all people, Desdemona bound us to a rotating bookshelf. She faced me, which was odd considering the switch.
"Harry, you I'm going to say something that my father said, oh, about three years ago. Then , like any villain, I plan to gloat
"Now, Harry," she said it with such scorn that I couldn't help but flinch, "I may not be your past, but I most certainly am your present and future. Pettigrew is not after all such a dolt as you may have thought. For one, did you know that he" she spoke in a way that made me visualize the quotation marks, "was a she. My mother, in fact; a year after Voldemort's downfall,, my dear mum cloned a piece of and, ta-da, here I am. You do know that my daddy is rising don't you? IMPERIO!" I had to nod. "Better. Before he regains his strength, don't you think that I would want to get my vengeance on the person who took him away?
" The 'Menyisa Phisica' spell was easy enough, and to make up for, or increase, it's your choice, really, one of you receives a get out of jail free pass so here it is." She stopped pacing and spun the bookshelf. How many times I went around is beyond me-I closed my eyes to avoid motion sickness.
"Slowlius Morti" Desdemona incanted. I took a peep- at least it wasn't
"AVADA KEVADARA!" shouted my body, once we were released, then ran to hug me, then to the common room.
* * *
That night, or morning rather, as I was brushing my teeth, I was shocked to receive an angry glare from Ron, even more when I realized that he was in the girl's bathroom. Then "Harry" came in , saying, "Come on Ron! Nothing happened."
Ron spun around. " Really? Because people get suspicious when his two best friends are about to kiss, then run of for hours." I was puzzled.
"Hours? Didn't you hear the announcement Ron?" I asked. He burst out laughing bitterly.
"Announcing what?" he put on the monotonous voice of the newscaster, " Now, Ron's heart has officially broken because the girl that he thought he loved ran off with his best friend? No."
I need to sit down. My limbs feel too heavy. I collapsed by the bathtub, barely conscious. Above me, my face seemed to morph into Hermione's
"Harry," he said, "you don't look too good- you're the color of snow." Ron started splashing cold water on my face (the reality hadn't sunk in). I am just so tired. My eyes close and my breath rattles in my chest." Herm," I whispered, "I think I love you."
There were tears in her eyes and the next time she looked down, there was no scar.
a/n review or else no more!
Desdemona was coming up to us; what she wanted, I don't know, but the glint in her eyes told me that I was about to be very uncomfortable. She kissed me and said, "November 1st. Library. Bring your friends." Either she was interested in Hermione or she knew something. Neither was appealing. Obviously, no one but my "date" and I saw. People did see, however. That, in their eyes, Harry was getting dipped during dances and Hermione was pigging out all the time other than during the dancing.
It's really weird wearing a dress. I mean, let's say you're standing over the air conditioning vent: it gets cold down there.
I think Ron's date has an invisibility cloak on. Poor guy- glancing in our direction all night.
* * *
Fudge picks the worst times to show up. Just when I thought Hermione and I were going to kiss, they announce that the two of us should go up to Dumbledore's.
I can't believe it's past 12 on Halloween.
It must be easy to make portkeys. As soon as I touched the gargoyle, Hermione, whose hand I was holding, and I were transported to the library. Of all people, Desdemona bound us to a rotating bookshelf. She faced me, which was odd considering the switch.
"Harry, you I'm going to say something that my father said, oh, about three years ago. Then , like any villain, I plan to gloat
"Now, Harry," she said it with such scorn that I couldn't help but flinch, "I may not be your past, but I most certainly am your present and future. Pettigrew is not after all such a dolt as you may have thought. For one, did you know that he" she spoke in a way that made me visualize the quotation marks, "was a she. My mother, in fact; a year after Voldemort's downfall,, my dear mum cloned a piece of and, ta-da, here I am. You do know that my daddy is rising don't you? IMPERIO!" I had to nod. "Better. Before he regains his strength, don't you think that I would want to get my vengeance on the person who took him away?
" The 'Menyisa Phisica' spell was easy enough, and to make up for, or increase, it's your choice, really, one of you receives a get out of jail free pass so here it is." She stopped pacing and spun the bookshelf. How many times I went around is beyond me-I closed my eyes to avoid motion sickness.
"Slowlius Morti" Desdemona incanted. I took a peep- at least it wasn't
"AVADA KEVADARA!" shouted my body, once we were released, then ran to hug me, then to the common room.
* * *
That night, or morning rather, as I was brushing my teeth, I was shocked to receive an angry glare from Ron, even more when I realized that he was in the girl's bathroom. Then "Harry" came in , saying, "Come on Ron! Nothing happened."
Ron spun around. " Really? Because people get suspicious when his two best friends are about to kiss, then run of for hours." I was puzzled.
"Hours? Didn't you hear the announcement Ron?" I asked. He burst out laughing bitterly.
"Announcing what?" he put on the monotonous voice of the newscaster, " Now, Ron's heart has officially broken because the girl that he thought he loved ran off with his best friend? No."
I need to sit down. My limbs feel too heavy. I collapsed by the bathtub, barely conscious. Above me, my face seemed to morph into Hermione's
"Harry," he said, "you don't look too good- you're the color of snow." Ron started splashing cold water on my face (the reality hadn't sunk in). I am just so tired. My eyes close and my breath rattles in my chest." Herm," I whispered, "I think I love you."
There were tears in her eyes and the next time she looked down, there was no scar.
a/n review or else no more!
