Chapter 6: Exciting News
"I can't believe it. I got 50 points taken on my second day", said Ron in a melancholy voice.
He knew it wasn't the end of the world, but he was hoping that he could be a prefect this year. All of his brother's had been (except Fred and George, but they never cared), and so was his sister Ginny. Only 5th years and older could be voted prefects, and Ron was really hoping he could be one this year.
"This could take away my chance of being a prefect! Now when Mum is sick or something and lying on a hospital bed, and I'm off driving a muggle taxi or something for a living, -"
"Ron-" said Harry.
"- she'll say 'I sure am glad Ron isn't here. He has such a pitiful job and is in such a horrible state-"
"Ron!" Harry began, again.
"-and is such a poor excuse for a son, he'd probably give me a heart attack and I'd die a lot sooner and-"
"RON!" yelled Harry. "Just because you got in a bit of a scuffle doesn't mean you're out of the running for prefect!"
"Yes", said Hermione "and even if you weren't picked to be a prefect, your mum wouldn't talk about you like that. She'd still love you."
The three friends walked towards the portrait of the fat lady.
"Password?" she asked.
"Fizzly Puff", said Harry casually.
They entered the common room to see everybody crowded around the Gryffindor bulletin board. A very exciting post had just appeared.
Attention all Hogwarts Students
It appears that a rather large group of muggles has discovered Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. For some reason, the memory charms that were cast on them were unsuccessful. They are now attacking the school and I have invited all the students and faculty to come and stay with us. They will be here on Saturday, September 19. They have been through much turmoil so we will have a ball to celebrate their coming here. At the ball we will choose the prefects and head boys and girls for this term. I hope everyone extends best wishes to the students and faculty while they are here.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore
"Wow! The whole school? I wonder how all those people will fit here?" Harry wondered aloud.
"Harry, don't be dumb. This is a magic school, remember?" Hermione said in a bossy voice.
"Hey Herm", said Ron. "The 19th is your birthday. That ought to be a nice present, huh? Having a ball and all."
"Yes, and I'll actually have someone to go with this year", she said, looking at Ron.
At this statement, Harry started to look glum. He didn't have anyone to go with, and he wasn't so sure he wanted to ask Cho again. He didn't know if he could deal with the disappointment of her saying no.
Author's Note-I hate that I have to interrupt the story and stop at such a weird part, but I really want to go ahead and post this.
Ron looked at Harry and knew why he looked so upset.
"Are you going to ask Cho again? I think you should."
"I don't know." Said Harry plainly, looking at the floor.
"Well, we'll let you think about that for a while, we have to go to the… uh… library to… er… get a book. See ya Harry!" With that Hermione ran towards the portrait of the fat lady, gesturing for Ron to follow her.
Harry knew they weren't going to get some books.
A/N: Okay okay, so Ron wouldn't actually want to be a prefect, but this just gives better…um… plot-ish-ness to the story, or…something…
"I can't believe it. I got 50 points taken on my second day", said Ron in a melancholy voice.
He knew it wasn't the end of the world, but he was hoping that he could be a prefect this year. All of his brother's had been (except Fred and George, but they never cared), and so was his sister Ginny. Only 5th years and older could be voted prefects, and Ron was really hoping he could be one this year.
"This could take away my chance of being a prefect! Now when Mum is sick or something and lying on a hospital bed, and I'm off driving a muggle taxi or something for a living, -"
"Ron-" said Harry.
"- she'll say 'I sure am glad Ron isn't here. He has such a pitiful job and is in such a horrible state-"
"Ron!" Harry began, again.
"-and is such a poor excuse for a son, he'd probably give me a heart attack and I'd die a lot sooner and-"
"RON!" yelled Harry. "Just because you got in a bit of a scuffle doesn't mean you're out of the running for prefect!"
"Yes", said Hermione "and even if you weren't picked to be a prefect, your mum wouldn't talk about you like that. She'd still love you."
The three friends walked towards the portrait of the fat lady.
"Password?" she asked.
"Fizzly Puff", said Harry casually.
They entered the common room to see everybody crowded around the Gryffindor bulletin board. A very exciting post had just appeared.
Attention all Hogwarts Students
It appears that a rather large group of muggles has discovered Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. For some reason, the memory charms that were cast on them were unsuccessful. They are now attacking the school and I have invited all the students and faculty to come and stay with us. They will be here on Saturday, September 19. They have been through much turmoil so we will have a ball to celebrate their coming here. At the ball we will choose the prefects and head boys and girls for this term. I hope everyone extends best wishes to the students and faculty while they are here.
Sincerely,
Albus Dumbledore
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore
"Wow! The whole school? I wonder how all those people will fit here?" Harry wondered aloud.
"Harry, don't be dumb. This is a magic school, remember?" Hermione said in a bossy voice.
"Hey Herm", said Ron. "The 19th is your birthday. That ought to be a nice present, huh? Having a ball and all."
"Yes, and I'll actually have someone to go with this year", she said, looking at Ron.
At this statement, Harry started to look glum. He didn't have anyone to go with, and he wasn't so sure he wanted to ask Cho again. He didn't know if he could deal with the disappointment of her saying no.
Author's Note-I hate that I have to interrupt the story and stop at such a weird part, but I really want to go ahead and post this.
Ron looked at Harry and knew why he looked so upset.
"Are you going to ask Cho again? I think you should."
"I don't know." Said Harry plainly, looking at the floor.
"Well, we'll let you think about that for a while, we have to go to the… uh… library to… er… get a book. See ya Harry!" With that Hermione ran towards the portrait of the fat lady, gesturing for Ron to follow her.
Harry knew they weren't going to get some books.
A/N: Okay okay, so Ron wouldn't actually want to be a prefect, but this just gives better…um… plot-ish-ness to the story, or…something…