A/N- Hello everyone! Only 8 more days until Christmas! I'm so happy! I get lots of cool presents and stuff! If only they made chicken trees. Anyways, here is the 8th chapter...
Ch.8-If only I could drop dead!
Well the first night wasn't bad but it was strange for Harry to sleep in a large room with clean sheets and circulating air. He awoke to the dawn but he didn't get into his clothes yet, he just lies there and watches the sun slowly coming up onto the horizon. Soon he heard other yawns showing everyone else was getting up. He pulled the sheets off his bed and jumped out. Ron was still asleep; drool hanging from the corner of his mouth. "Ron," Harry said poking at his new friends nose, "We've got to get up!" Ron moaned in his sleep, "Lene?" he asked. Harry raised an eyebrow, Lene? Does Ron like Lene? "No, get up, we've got to go!" Harry said plugging Ron's nose to stop him from breathing. Ron gasped for air as he sat up in bed. "Morning," Harry said cheerfully. Ron frowned at him; he was having a nice dream (I wonder what it was about? I thin I know, he he). "We've got to go and get ready for first day of new school!" Harry repeated. Ron had gotten up and the two (along with the other boys) got changed and ready for breakfast in the Great Hall.
Ron and Harry walked over to Lene and Relina but Hermonie kept annoying them by talking about some damned book she'd read. "'Morning all," Harry said merrily and sat down next to Lene as she read her newspaper and drank coffee (coffee, coffee, coffee!). "Coffee?" Harry asked grabbing a plate of sausages. "Yes, it gets a person going in the morning," Lene said. Relina looked at the newspaper as it read "The Boy Who Lived Currently Situated At Hogwarts". "I don't see why everyone is so worked up over you, Harry, I mean you're just a kid like me and I've known you forever," Lene said pushing up her glasses off her nose. "I don't know but the media's getting a kick out of it!" Relina added. Ron was unfortunate enough to have to sit next to Hermonie. She went on talking about books, expected classes and other things. Lene expected this from her cousin. Ron wasn't even listening he was to busy staring at Lene (Who didn't know he was looking at her). She hid behind the newspaper and she read, all the articles, not just the comics like me. She carefully folded her newspaper and set down her coffee mug, Ron looked away. Suddenly owls flew overtop of everyone as mail and secdual's fell from the sky. A sand colored envelope fell from the sky right on Lene's lap. She opened the letter and threw the envelope on the table, Harry read in bold letters:
LENE GRANGER
Lene's eyes drug over the letter and she began to frown. "What's wrong?" Harry asked looking at the expression on her face. Lene folded up the paper and stuffed it in her pocket. "Daddy's coming by to monitor things," Lene said. "Oh, Uncle Lance is stopping by, how good," Hermonie, said. "Is that bad?" Ron asked looking back at her. "Yes, he'll say things about me to Dumbledore and Snape'll hear them and then...ohhhhh" she cried. "Hey, I've got transfiguration first," Relina, said looking at her schedule. Lene took her mind off the letter and compared hers with every one else's. "Well at least we don't have Snape first, I hear he's the meanest teacher!" Ron said. Harry looked at his schedule then looked over at Neville Longbottom as he held something in his hands. "Hey, Neville, what's that?" Harry asked. "It's a rememberall," he replied. Everyone awed at it, "What does it do exactly?" Relina asked rising a slender eyebrow at the chubby boy. "Well you hold it tightly and if you forget something it turns red!" he explained. He gripped it tightly; it turned red and his face lit up too. Lene grabbed her textbook and opened it up to read a little about transfiguration. "Trying to figure out how to make a love potion?" a voice behind Lene asked. She jumped at the cold breath. Lene turned around to come face to face with Draco Malfoy, "What do you want now?" she demanded. "You," he said and smirked. "Get away from me!" she yelled at him. "Why don't you just listen to her?" Ron asked. "Get lost Weasily, trying to mosie in on my girl?" he asked. "I'm not your girl for the last time!" Lene yelled at him. "We'll talk about our weekend plans somewhere more private?" he asked and walked off. Lene clenched her textbook in her hands, and glared at were Draco left from. Golye (one of Draco's cronies) walked over to the table. "Oh, there you are, I was wondering when you'd be coming, Lene you coming?" Relina asked handing Golye her books to carry. "Relina?" Hermonie asked, "You and Golye are..."she began. "He's such a cutie isn't he?" she asked pinching his cheek. He blushed a bight crimson, "Common Sweaty," she said. "Coming!" he called hailing all her books.
After several classes they came to Potions, "Not potions," Ron whined. "I find it a good way to expand ones mind," Hermonie said appearing at their side. "Maybe if you had a text book for a brain," Lene said sourly to her cousin. "Text book for a brain, oh ha ha Lene, good one," Hermonie said slapping Lene on the back. "Um, yeah," was Lene's only reply.
This teacher, Professor Snape was a frightful man to get on the wrong side of. He had greasy black hair down to his shoulders, deep black eyes that could slice you in half, ghostly white skin and a hooked nose. "He came to Lene Granger, in his rude tone he said, "I hear your father's coming out tomorrow? Are you failing already?" he sneered. The Slytheran's all laughed at her but the Gryfindor's remained quiet. "Ah, Harry Potter, our new - celebrity," he said. Malfoy and his cronies began to laugh.
"I'm hear to teach you of potions, not to baby sit you and hold your hands when you're scared, do I make myself clear Longbottom?" he asked looking at Neville with his dark and cold eyes. Neville began to blush with embarrassment. "Now, I can teach you how to bottle fame, stop death or even cause it if you like, if you can prove you're not a bundle of pigheaded slobs," he said. "Granger!" he boomed. "Witch one?" Lene and Hermonie both asked. "From now on you're Granger (Lene) and you're Miss Granger (Hermonie), clear?" he asked. They nodded their heads. "Now, Granger, what do I get when I add Powdered Root of aspholt with infusion of wormwood?" he asked sneering after he said it. Lene smiled, "A sleeping powder known as the Draught of Living Death," she replied. Snape's smirk disappeared. "Is it right?" she asked. "Yes," he murdered, "10 points from Gryfindor for being a smart ass!" he roared. Lene looked at him in shock, she only answered a question right, the Slytheran's all began to laugh. "Potter, tell me were to find bezoars," he said. Harry looked at Ron for the answer, he was puzzled as well, and then over to Lene, she was as stumped as Ron. Hermonie raised her hand, "I don't know, sir" he said. "Pity, I know you of all people can tell me the difference between Wolfsbain and Monkshood," he said looking at him. Harry sighed, "I don't know," he confessed. Malfoy, Grabbe and Golye were shaking with laughter. "Well to let you know a Bezoars is a stone taken from a goat's stomach, and Wolfsbain and monksfoot are the same plant, well, aren't you writing this down?" he demanded. There was a suddenly scratching of Quills. Harry glared at the cold teacher but he only smiled evilly back, "And a point from Gryffindor for you cheek, Potter, fell like a hero now?" he sneered.
The gang all walked from the class, Lene and Harry were feeling rather down at the moment, already loosing points on the first week. Harry didn't feel as bad as Lene though. She wasn't just upset about getting points taken off he insulted her father, that made her mad. "Lene, why does Snape hate your father?" Harry asked. "Because Daddy makes more in a day than Snape could in his entire lifetime! Or maybe it's the fact that my daddy owns the Ministry of Magic, I don't know but he has something agents him!" she said. "Oh," Harry said afraid to ask anymore questions or she might explode.
Harry, Ron, Lene and Relina all went over to Hagrid's for tea! (Green please) "Back Fang, Back!" a voice rang thought the hut. Hagrid opened the door and closed it as the four came in. "Make yerselves at home," he said merrily. Fang rested his head on Ron's robes and began to drool allover them. They drank tea and ate rock cakes; they tasted just like rocks and sunk like rocks in your stomach! Harry told them all about their first lesson. "I mean he really hate us!" Harry said. "Serverus?!" he asked disbelieving, "Rubbish!" "But it's true!" Lene said. "I think you're just imagining it!" he said. Yet Harry and Lene both knew, as everyone else in the school, Snape hated them.
"So tell me, how's Charlie? I always like him, great with animals," Hagrid said. Ron told Hagrid all about Charlie's work with Dragon's while Lene pulled out her daily profit newspaper, she handed it to Harry to read an article claiming:
Gringott's Break-in
Investigators search the seine of the crime supposedly a break-in. On the July the 31 the vault 713, the vault was emptied that same day. The Goblins have no traces of who had done it but only a dark wizard could have successfully opened it.
They exchanged scared glances, that was the same vault Hagrid had gotten the package from, what if they come here next to look for whatever it was, and what if Hagrid stood up for it. All these images of a dark wizard in a cloak killing Hagrid for the package floated through his mind. Harry gulped, "I think we have something big going on here," he said to Lene. She nodded, and then it popped into Harry's head, Snape.
E/N- he he, only 5 more days until Christmas and I get to watch the Lord Of The Rings tomorrow! Yeah! Then it's Christmas break for two weeks! Then in 5 days it's presents and hopefully the Harry Potter playstation game. As you see, it took me around three days to write this one because of lack of inspiration and time. I'd not sure that I can post the Christmas one on Christmas. But I know the next chapter is about Harry and Relina. Not coupling! And if you didn't catch it in the beginning, Relina is going out with Golye, this is what my best friend (who left me alone to go to Florida!) suggested and I think it's a cute couple. Oh, and Malfoy had better stop hitting on Lene, he can hit on me, I don't care XP!
*-Dark arts Master-*
Ch.8-If only I could drop dead!
Well the first night wasn't bad but it was strange for Harry to sleep in a large room with clean sheets and circulating air. He awoke to the dawn but he didn't get into his clothes yet, he just lies there and watches the sun slowly coming up onto the horizon. Soon he heard other yawns showing everyone else was getting up. He pulled the sheets off his bed and jumped out. Ron was still asleep; drool hanging from the corner of his mouth. "Ron," Harry said poking at his new friends nose, "We've got to get up!" Ron moaned in his sleep, "Lene?" he asked. Harry raised an eyebrow, Lene? Does Ron like Lene? "No, get up, we've got to go!" Harry said plugging Ron's nose to stop him from breathing. Ron gasped for air as he sat up in bed. "Morning," Harry said cheerfully. Ron frowned at him; he was having a nice dream (I wonder what it was about? I thin I know, he he). "We've got to go and get ready for first day of new school!" Harry repeated. Ron had gotten up and the two (along with the other boys) got changed and ready for breakfast in the Great Hall.
Ron and Harry walked over to Lene and Relina but Hermonie kept annoying them by talking about some damned book she'd read. "'Morning all," Harry said merrily and sat down next to Lene as she read her newspaper and drank coffee (coffee, coffee, coffee!). "Coffee?" Harry asked grabbing a plate of sausages. "Yes, it gets a person going in the morning," Lene said. Relina looked at the newspaper as it read "The Boy Who Lived Currently Situated At Hogwarts". "I don't see why everyone is so worked up over you, Harry, I mean you're just a kid like me and I've known you forever," Lene said pushing up her glasses off her nose. "I don't know but the media's getting a kick out of it!" Relina added. Ron was unfortunate enough to have to sit next to Hermonie. She went on talking about books, expected classes and other things. Lene expected this from her cousin. Ron wasn't even listening he was to busy staring at Lene (Who didn't know he was looking at her). She hid behind the newspaper and she read, all the articles, not just the comics like me. She carefully folded her newspaper and set down her coffee mug, Ron looked away. Suddenly owls flew overtop of everyone as mail and secdual's fell from the sky. A sand colored envelope fell from the sky right on Lene's lap. She opened the letter and threw the envelope on the table, Harry read in bold letters:
LENE GRANGER
Lene's eyes drug over the letter and she began to frown. "What's wrong?" Harry asked looking at the expression on her face. Lene folded up the paper and stuffed it in her pocket. "Daddy's coming by to monitor things," Lene said. "Oh, Uncle Lance is stopping by, how good," Hermonie, said. "Is that bad?" Ron asked looking back at her. "Yes, he'll say things about me to Dumbledore and Snape'll hear them and then...ohhhhh" she cried. "Hey, I've got transfiguration first," Relina, said looking at her schedule. Lene took her mind off the letter and compared hers with every one else's. "Well at least we don't have Snape first, I hear he's the meanest teacher!" Ron said. Harry looked at his schedule then looked over at Neville Longbottom as he held something in his hands. "Hey, Neville, what's that?" Harry asked. "It's a rememberall," he replied. Everyone awed at it, "What does it do exactly?" Relina asked rising a slender eyebrow at the chubby boy. "Well you hold it tightly and if you forget something it turns red!" he explained. He gripped it tightly; it turned red and his face lit up too. Lene grabbed her textbook and opened it up to read a little about transfiguration. "Trying to figure out how to make a love potion?" a voice behind Lene asked. She jumped at the cold breath. Lene turned around to come face to face with Draco Malfoy, "What do you want now?" she demanded. "You," he said and smirked. "Get away from me!" she yelled at him. "Why don't you just listen to her?" Ron asked. "Get lost Weasily, trying to mosie in on my girl?" he asked. "I'm not your girl for the last time!" Lene yelled at him. "We'll talk about our weekend plans somewhere more private?" he asked and walked off. Lene clenched her textbook in her hands, and glared at were Draco left from. Golye (one of Draco's cronies) walked over to the table. "Oh, there you are, I was wondering when you'd be coming, Lene you coming?" Relina asked handing Golye her books to carry. "Relina?" Hermonie asked, "You and Golye are..."she began. "He's such a cutie isn't he?" she asked pinching his cheek. He blushed a bight crimson, "Common Sweaty," she said. "Coming!" he called hailing all her books.
After several classes they came to Potions, "Not potions," Ron whined. "I find it a good way to expand ones mind," Hermonie said appearing at their side. "Maybe if you had a text book for a brain," Lene said sourly to her cousin. "Text book for a brain, oh ha ha Lene, good one," Hermonie said slapping Lene on the back. "Um, yeah," was Lene's only reply.
This teacher, Professor Snape was a frightful man to get on the wrong side of. He had greasy black hair down to his shoulders, deep black eyes that could slice you in half, ghostly white skin and a hooked nose. "He came to Lene Granger, in his rude tone he said, "I hear your father's coming out tomorrow? Are you failing already?" he sneered. The Slytheran's all laughed at her but the Gryfindor's remained quiet. "Ah, Harry Potter, our new - celebrity," he said. Malfoy and his cronies began to laugh.
"I'm hear to teach you of potions, not to baby sit you and hold your hands when you're scared, do I make myself clear Longbottom?" he asked looking at Neville with his dark and cold eyes. Neville began to blush with embarrassment. "Now, I can teach you how to bottle fame, stop death or even cause it if you like, if you can prove you're not a bundle of pigheaded slobs," he said. "Granger!" he boomed. "Witch one?" Lene and Hermonie both asked. "From now on you're Granger (Lene) and you're Miss Granger (Hermonie), clear?" he asked. They nodded their heads. "Now, Granger, what do I get when I add Powdered Root of aspholt with infusion of wormwood?" he asked sneering after he said it. Lene smiled, "A sleeping powder known as the Draught of Living Death," she replied. Snape's smirk disappeared. "Is it right?" she asked. "Yes," he murdered, "10 points from Gryfindor for being a smart ass!" he roared. Lene looked at him in shock, she only answered a question right, the Slytheran's all began to laugh. "Potter, tell me were to find bezoars," he said. Harry looked at Ron for the answer, he was puzzled as well, and then over to Lene, she was as stumped as Ron. Hermonie raised her hand, "I don't know, sir" he said. "Pity, I know you of all people can tell me the difference between Wolfsbain and Monkshood," he said looking at him. Harry sighed, "I don't know," he confessed. Malfoy, Grabbe and Golye were shaking with laughter. "Well to let you know a Bezoars is a stone taken from a goat's stomach, and Wolfsbain and monksfoot are the same plant, well, aren't you writing this down?" he demanded. There was a suddenly scratching of Quills. Harry glared at the cold teacher but he only smiled evilly back, "And a point from Gryffindor for you cheek, Potter, fell like a hero now?" he sneered.
The gang all walked from the class, Lene and Harry were feeling rather down at the moment, already loosing points on the first week. Harry didn't feel as bad as Lene though. She wasn't just upset about getting points taken off he insulted her father, that made her mad. "Lene, why does Snape hate your father?" Harry asked. "Because Daddy makes more in a day than Snape could in his entire lifetime! Or maybe it's the fact that my daddy owns the Ministry of Magic, I don't know but he has something agents him!" she said. "Oh," Harry said afraid to ask anymore questions or she might explode.
Harry, Ron, Lene and Relina all went over to Hagrid's for tea! (Green please) "Back Fang, Back!" a voice rang thought the hut. Hagrid opened the door and closed it as the four came in. "Make yerselves at home," he said merrily. Fang rested his head on Ron's robes and began to drool allover them. They drank tea and ate rock cakes; they tasted just like rocks and sunk like rocks in your stomach! Harry told them all about their first lesson. "I mean he really hate us!" Harry said. "Serverus?!" he asked disbelieving, "Rubbish!" "But it's true!" Lene said. "I think you're just imagining it!" he said. Yet Harry and Lene both knew, as everyone else in the school, Snape hated them.
"So tell me, how's Charlie? I always like him, great with animals," Hagrid said. Ron told Hagrid all about Charlie's work with Dragon's while Lene pulled out her daily profit newspaper, she handed it to Harry to read an article claiming:
Gringott's Break-in
Investigators search the seine of the crime supposedly a break-in. On the July the 31 the vault 713, the vault was emptied that same day. The Goblins have no traces of who had done it but only a dark wizard could have successfully opened it.
They exchanged scared glances, that was the same vault Hagrid had gotten the package from, what if they come here next to look for whatever it was, and what if Hagrid stood up for it. All these images of a dark wizard in a cloak killing Hagrid for the package floated through his mind. Harry gulped, "I think we have something big going on here," he said to Lene. She nodded, and then it popped into Harry's head, Snape.
E/N- he he, only 5 more days until Christmas and I get to watch the Lord Of The Rings tomorrow! Yeah! Then it's Christmas break for two weeks! Then in 5 days it's presents and hopefully the Harry Potter playstation game. As you see, it took me around three days to write this one because of lack of inspiration and time. I'd not sure that I can post the Christmas one on Christmas. But I know the next chapter is about Harry and Relina. Not coupling! And if you didn't catch it in the beginning, Relina is going out with Golye, this is what my best friend (who left me alone to go to Florida!) suggested and I think it's a cute couple. Oh, and Malfoy had better stop hitting on Lene, he can hit on me, I don't care XP!
*-Dark arts Master-*
