Harry Potter and the Fallen Angel
Harry Potter theme and related characters are property of J.K. Rowling. Plot and characters Hercule Stonewall and Renate Engl are property of Meisako Pyoko-Chan (Melissa Pomeroy), copyright 2002. Any and all reviews appriaciated.
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
chapter Fourteen: Versus Hufflepuff
*****
I want to give a special thanks to those of you who have been faithful in reviewing my Fan Fiction: Rachel, Leanne, Amanda J, Lotesse, Taracollwen ( SuNnY GuRL), and Hermione Radcliffe. If it hadn't been for you guys, I don't think I'd keep writing! Love ya!
*****
Without knowing it, Quidditch season had begun. Of course Harry had attended the many practises, but he never realized how quickly the matches were approaching. Their first match was against Hufflepuff.
"This should be good." Fred Weasley laughed methotically. "I heard that their new Seeker is some scrawny little second year. Sita, I think his last name was."
"John." Katie yelled an answer without missing a rythme in her broom routine, Alicia Spinnet and Angela Johnson were practicing their own tactics.
"Yeah, whatever. John. The point IS that you can EASILY defeat the kid without breaking a sweat, Harry." George added.
Harry wasn't too sure, he knew better than to underestimate any one, and he said so. "But Harry! He's a HUFFLEPUFF SECOND year!!" Goerge pleaded.
"I'll judge for myself."
"Go ahead, see for yourself. Here he comes now." Harry turned, sure enough, there was this light haired, fair skinned boy. He looked nearly half Harry's size and wore a fragile grin as he approached.
"Escuse me, but the Hufflepuffs have the feild reserved for this time." Katie looked at her watch as John Sita looked Harry over, probably sizing him up for their match.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't realize that we had overrun the time. Go ahead, John. We're leaving." She turned and called Alicia and Angela back and motioned to the boys to head to the locker rooms. When they had cleared the feild, Harry felt better.
"Okay George, Fred. I can take him. It's no problem." Katie raised her eyebrow to Harry.
"You're joking, right? Haven't I always told you to never lower your skills for some one else? I don't care how easy he looks to beat, you're going to work your hardest. Work like you were facing Viktor Krum!" Katie obviously wasn't going to let any one slack off, even if it WAS Hufflepuff.
Seamus Finnigan leaned towards Harry as the walked. "Oh, Harry, it'll be easy. I've seen him practice. He fell off his broom twice-"
Angelia kicked them. "I'd listen to Captain Katie," Harry hated when they called her that, "if I were you. John Sita may look like a push over, but I wouldn't be so sure." Harry laughed, but only later would he realize how much a of a 'push-over' Sita really was.
Harry found Hermione sitting grumpily at a table in the Common Room that night. "Something wrong?"
She kicked the leg of the table. "Some one checked out all of the books on Soul -Consumption, -Depletion, -Restoration, -Direction, and -Foundation!" She checked each subject off on her fingers. "Either there are people just as interested in this subject as I am or-"
"-Or some one doesn't want you to knowing how to bring Ron back."
Hermione looked up at Harry. "Exactly." She looked to see if the room was empty. "I suspect Renate. I mean, she WAS speaking Parseltongue the other night-"
Harry sat and shook his head. "Just because she can talk with snakes doesn't mean she's bad. I mean look at me!"
"I guess you're right. Maybe that's the only reason she got put into Slytherin in the first place," said Hermoine.
"Probably. I can't see her being bad."
"I know," Hermione opened a book full of numbers. "Arithmancy," she explained as she noticed Harry's confused stare. "Don't you have a Quidditch match tomorrow?" She pulled out some parchment and a quill.
"Yeah, Hufflepuff."
Hermione giggled.
"What?!" Harry leaned over the table. Some students entered and talked noisily. Colin Creevy, his brother Dennis, and Dean Thomas walked over to Harry and Hermione.
"Who put ants in her pants?" Dennis joked as they approached.
Harry shrugged. "She just started laughing when I told her our match was agaisnt Hufflepuff tomor-" Harry stopped speaking. The others were laughing too hard. "Now really! What's wrong with Hufflepuff?"
"Cedric's replacement isn't even tall enough to sit at the table in the Great Hall!" Dean said during laughs.
"He's exagerating, you know." Colin said to Harry, wiping a tear from his smiling eyes. "But really Harry, the wind could knock him off his broom!"
Hermione was still laughing.
The next day was warm with a slight breeze, perfect Quiditch conditions. He was dying to get out in the air and start, feeling VERY confident, but 'Captain' Katie was giving Oliver Wood's traditional pep talk.
"...We've practiced too hard to let this slip through our fingers!" She turned to Seamus. "We need you to keep on your guard! This is too important to mess up!" Seamus shrank in his seat and whispered something that sounded like 'I'm sorry'. "All right, then. Let's get out there and kick some Hufflebutt!"
Fred poked Harry, "That was mine!" George sniggered "Hufflebutt" behind him.
"Let's welcome the Gryffindors, with their new Kepper, Seamus Finnigan" A voice echoed throughout the Quidditch Feild as Lee Jordan, game commentor, introduced the teams. Rolls of applause sounded through the stadium full of students. "Now the Hufflepuffs! They have a new Seeker, John Sita!" Harry could distinctly hear laughter among the claps.
Madam Hooch, the referee, walked up to Katie Bell and smiled. "Are we ready?" Katie nodded and shook the Hufflepuff Team Captain's hand. "Mount you brooms!" Upon command, they got on. "3- 2- 1- GO!" Cheers grew as the teams rose into the air. Harry went high into the air, scanning the feild, and watching John Sita holding tightly onto his broom.
Harry was more confident in the air than he was on the ground. All of his fears left him. He was free. Harry chortled to himself when he saw John wildly duck from a Bludger. The Bludger came after Harry, but he preformed an impressive loop-the-loop to avoid it. There was a cheer. It wasn't for him, it was for Seamus, who had successfully blocked a goal and threw the Quaffle nearly half-way across the feild to Alica Spinnet.
It flew past his left ear and Harry tried to grab it, thinking it was the Snitch. It was just a small white bird. Harry could hear a Slytherin's sneer.
"Potter doesn't even know what he's looking for!" The Slytherins laughed. Harry could feel his face becoming hot, so he flew towards the goal. Something gold flew by. This time he was POSITIVE it was the Snitch. Harry turned quickly and raced for it. John Sita saw it too. Harry finally understood why John had bee chosen to play Seeker. He was small, agile, and extremely fast. Harry leaned in further, his Firebolt picking up speed. They closed in, flying so close they could have touched. In fact, they did. John Sita gave a eerie laugh and shoved Harry with his broomstick. Harry slipped off the edge of his broom, smacking the Snitch with his hand, which sent it away furiously. He grabbed hold of his broom and pulled himself back up.
"...not Hufflepuff, more like Slytherin!" Harry could hear the angry shouts of Lee Jordan throughout the stadium.
"Mr. Jordan, I will not ask you again!"
"Sorry Professor McGonagall."
Harry saw Sita flying away. "Why that cheating-" Harry decided not to finish his sentence and to look for the Snitch again instead. Katie scored and the crowds cheered. The were winning, 80 to 10. It must have been 15 minutes before Harry saw the Snitch again. Sita was diving for it at tremendous speeds. Harry dove and quickly caught up.
"Potter- You're not going to win," Sita remarked with pure annoying wit.
"Says who?" Sita shoved him hard with his hand and sent Harry and his broom spinning.
"Me!" Sita reached for the Snitch, but it had disappeared when he pushed Harry. He said something profane and turned his broom around to glare at Harry. "You shall soon see how right I am." With that he flew away.
George flew to Harry and knocked a Bludger away from his face. "Be more careful Harry! You nearly got Bludged!" Harry frowned.
"That Seeker is Slytherin material."
George nodded. "He's alot meeker on the ground. Up here he can get away with pretty much everything! McGonagall didn't even see that!"
Harry huffed and whispered, "I'm going to trick him." With that he flew off. In a moment he began a steep dive. If Sita saw Harry dive, he would think he was after the Snitch and follow. As he got three feet from the ground, he pulled up. Sita hadn't followed him at all. He was chasing after the real Snitch. Harry could hear the rumble of laughter and comments people shot at him.
"Stupid! He's going after the Snitch!"
"You're going to make us lose, Harry!"
"Maybe we should root for the other team-"
Harry was royally embarrassed and chased after Sita, who went into a sudden dive. Harry prusued, but stopped after a moment. John was trying to trick him too! It had worked, but this time, Harry did see the Snitch. Clear at the other end of the stadium. Harry sped off as fast as he could towards Lee's commentator booth.
"I think Harry's seen the Snitch for REAL this time! Sita following close prusute-- They're going to crash!" The Snitch was just at the base of Lee's microphone. "No! Shoo! Shoo!" Lee tried to get the Snitch away, but it was intent on staying there. "Ahhhhh!!" Lee ran from his post, along with the teachers sitting near him, as Harry and John narrowed in on the small golden object. It veered to the left suddenly. Harry knew it was pointless to stop, so he tried to pull up. It was working, but Sita shoved him and laughed.
"Sorry, loser!" Harry crashed into the stand while John Sita dashed after the Snitch.
"You okay Harry?" Lee Jordan was shaking him. Harry's eyes opened and he nodded. "He's okay folks!" Lee shouted into the microphone. The shouts and gasps had stopped and were replaced with cheers (and a few boos from the Slytherins). Harry stood up and mounted his broom, which hadn't recieved a scratch.
"What's the score, Lee?"
"120 to 30, Gryffindor."
Harry nodded and took off. He rounded the feild for a while, seeing that John had lost the Snitch. Gryffindor made another three goals. Seamus was really good, actually. The best Keeper Harry had ever seen. The only way a Hufflepuff was able to score on him was if Seamus was dodging a Bludger at the time. It soon became Hufflepuff strategy to knock the Bludgers towards the Keeper so the Chasers could score with the Quaffle. A Bludger flew at Harry, so he dove to miss it.
He saw the Snitch, just a few feet from him. He watched it move slowly and lazily towards him. Harry rode slowly towards it, then sped up as it dashed away. Harry could feel the wind begining to kick in and hit him in the face like pins and needles.
Harry was begining to feel sick and dizzy. It was that feeling. Some one was watching him. Harry tried to shrug it off, every one was watching him. He was closing in on the Snitch, they were going to win! No- The attacker was trying to take his soul. Harry wanted to land right away- No, no, no! They needed all the points they could get! Harry noticed his broom had begun to dip and Sita was right on the Snitch's tail. Harry flew up with an outstretched hand, ignoring his uncomfortable feeling, he was going to get that ball!
"No you don't Potter!" John's hand was reaching for it. Harry could feel his fingers touching the Snitch, but, he also felt- Sita's hand? They had grabbed the Snitch at the same time. "Let go, POTTER!" Harry pulled on it.
"No! YOU let go!"
"They've caught the Snitch at the same time! Who will take the points?" Lee Jordan was yelling into the mic. "I think the rules call for a Tie Breaker. Both Seekers need to come up to the Comentator's booth for instructions- Other players, please land."
"Give me the bloody Snitch you stupid git, POTTER!" Gasps were heard from some people below. Harry looked at Sita and gaped.
Harry was staring straight into the face of a familiar enemy. "Malfoy?!"
Draco Malfoy let go of the Snitch and looked around him. "Bloody hell... The potion's worn off!"
Madam Hooch was suddenly in the air with them. "Mr. Potter, Mr. Sit--" She stopped, looked at Malfoy and blew her whistle. "FOUL! Hufflepuff!" She glared at Malfoy. "Come with me, Mr. Malfoy. I believe you have a headmaster to answer to."
Harry looked at the Snitch in his hands for a moment, then raised it high in the air. By then the entire school realized what had happened. Everyone cheered, except for some Slytherins and Hufflepuffs who booed.
After speaking with the professors, it was decided that Gryffindors won, despite Malfoy's inferrence. His involvement in no way hindered the score of the Hufflepuffs, therefore the game was overall fair. Draco received two weeks detention with Hagrid cleaning up dead blasted-end skerwts from a few years ago that had stuck themselves to the bottom of crates.
Despite all inconveinence, Gryffindor had won.
They won.
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
Meisako: If any one would like to give me an idea for an interveiw, please do so!
I just feel like promoting this site today: http://www.expage.com/hogwarts2202 This is one of 2 Hogwarts I attend. I actually teach Divination here. There are two students, I think... so It's not very interesting right now. However, you probably will get you first chioce of house. The teachers are really nice (Namely ME!!). Please join. Things will get going once we have students! :)
I have a new E-Mail: Slytherin_Angel@MostlySunny.com Please email me! :) I'd like that.
I told you this had a twisted ending! I wasn't planning on him actually being malfoy, but when I realized that he always called Harry, 'POTTER', instead of Harry and how he was mean, and how people thought he acted like a Slytherin... It just kinda happened like this. I hope you enjoyed!
Sorry it took me so long to post this, I kind of lost my disk which I had begun typing on.
Harry Potter theme and related characters are property of J.K. Rowling. Plot and characters Hercule Stonewall and Renate Engl are property of Meisako Pyoko-Chan (Melissa Pomeroy), copyright 2002. Any and all reviews appriaciated.
chapter Fourteen: Versus Hufflepuff
I want to give a special thanks to those of you who have been faithful in reviewing my Fan Fiction: Rachel, Leanne, Amanda J, Lotesse, Taracollwen ( SuNnY GuRL), and Hermione Radcliffe. If it hadn't been for you guys, I don't think I'd keep writing! Love ya!
*****
Without knowing it, Quidditch season had begun. Of course Harry had attended the many practises, but he never realized how quickly the matches were approaching. Their first match was against Hufflepuff.
"This should be good." Fred Weasley laughed methotically. "I heard that their new Seeker is some scrawny little second year. Sita, I think his last name was."
"John." Katie yelled an answer without missing a rythme in her broom routine, Alicia Spinnet and Angela Johnson were practicing their own tactics.
"Yeah, whatever. John. The point IS that you can EASILY defeat the kid without breaking a sweat, Harry." George added.
Harry wasn't too sure, he knew better than to underestimate any one, and he said so. "But Harry! He's a HUFFLEPUFF SECOND year!!" Goerge pleaded.
"I'll judge for myself."
"Go ahead, see for yourself. Here he comes now." Harry turned, sure enough, there was this light haired, fair skinned boy. He looked nearly half Harry's size and wore a fragile grin as he approached.
"Escuse me, but the Hufflepuffs have the feild reserved for this time." Katie looked at her watch as John Sita looked Harry over, probably sizing him up for their match.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't realize that we had overrun the time. Go ahead, John. We're leaving." She turned and called Alicia and Angela back and motioned to the boys to head to the locker rooms. When they had cleared the feild, Harry felt better.
"Okay George, Fred. I can take him. It's no problem." Katie raised her eyebrow to Harry.
"You're joking, right? Haven't I always told you to never lower your skills for some one else? I don't care how easy he looks to beat, you're going to work your hardest. Work like you were facing Viktor Krum!" Katie obviously wasn't going to let any one slack off, even if it WAS Hufflepuff.
Seamus Finnigan leaned towards Harry as the walked. "Oh, Harry, it'll be easy. I've seen him practice. He fell off his broom twice-"
Angelia kicked them. "I'd listen to Captain Katie," Harry hated when they called her that, "if I were you. John Sita may look like a push over, but I wouldn't be so sure." Harry laughed, but only later would he realize how much a of a 'push-over' Sita really was.
Harry found Hermione sitting grumpily at a table in the Common Room that night. "Something wrong?"
She kicked the leg of the table. "Some one checked out all of the books on Soul -Consumption, -Depletion, -Restoration, -Direction, and -Foundation!" She checked each subject off on her fingers. "Either there are people just as interested in this subject as I am or-"
"-Or some one doesn't want you to knowing how to bring Ron back."
Hermione looked up at Harry. "Exactly." She looked to see if the room was empty. "I suspect Renate. I mean, she WAS speaking Parseltongue the other night-"
Harry sat and shook his head. "Just because she can talk with snakes doesn't mean she's bad. I mean look at me!"
"I guess you're right. Maybe that's the only reason she got put into Slytherin in the first place," said Hermoine.
"Probably. I can't see her being bad."
"I know," Hermione opened a book full of numbers. "Arithmancy," she explained as she noticed Harry's confused stare. "Don't you have a Quidditch match tomorrow?" She pulled out some parchment and a quill.
"Yeah, Hufflepuff."
Hermione giggled.
"What?!" Harry leaned over the table. Some students entered and talked noisily. Colin Creevy, his brother Dennis, and Dean Thomas walked over to Harry and Hermione.
"Who put ants in her pants?" Dennis joked as they approached.
Harry shrugged. "She just started laughing when I told her our match was agaisnt Hufflepuff tomor-" Harry stopped speaking. The others were laughing too hard. "Now really! What's wrong with Hufflepuff?"
"Cedric's replacement isn't even tall enough to sit at the table in the Great Hall!" Dean said during laughs.
"He's exagerating, you know." Colin said to Harry, wiping a tear from his smiling eyes. "But really Harry, the wind could knock him off his broom!"
Hermione was still laughing.
The next day was warm with a slight breeze, perfect Quiditch conditions. He was dying to get out in the air and start, feeling VERY confident, but 'Captain' Katie was giving Oliver Wood's traditional pep talk.
"...We've practiced too hard to let this slip through our fingers!" She turned to Seamus. "We need you to keep on your guard! This is too important to mess up!" Seamus shrank in his seat and whispered something that sounded like 'I'm sorry'. "All right, then. Let's get out there and kick some Hufflebutt!"
Fred poked Harry, "That was mine!" George sniggered "Hufflebutt" behind him.
"Let's welcome the Gryffindors, with their new Kepper, Seamus Finnigan" A voice echoed throughout the Quidditch Feild as Lee Jordan, game commentor, introduced the teams. Rolls of applause sounded through the stadium full of students. "Now the Hufflepuffs! They have a new Seeker, John Sita!" Harry could distinctly hear laughter among the claps.
Madam Hooch, the referee, walked up to Katie Bell and smiled. "Are we ready?" Katie nodded and shook the Hufflepuff Team Captain's hand. "Mount you brooms!" Upon command, they got on. "3- 2- 1- GO!" Cheers grew as the teams rose into the air. Harry went high into the air, scanning the feild, and watching John Sita holding tightly onto his broom.
Harry was more confident in the air than he was on the ground. All of his fears left him. He was free. Harry chortled to himself when he saw John wildly duck from a Bludger. The Bludger came after Harry, but he preformed an impressive loop-the-loop to avoid it. There was a cheer. It wasn't for him, it was for Seamus, who had successfully blocked a goal and threw the Quaffle nearly half-way across the feild to Alica Spinnet.
It flew past his left ear and Harry tried to grab it, thinking it was the Snitch. It was just a small white bird. Harry could hear a Slytherin's sneer.
"Potter doesn't even know what he's looking for!" The Slytherins laughed. Harry could feel his face becoming hot, so he flew towards the goal. Something gold flew by. This time he was POSITIVE it was the Snitch. Harry turned quickly and raced for it. John Sita saw it too. Harry finally understood why John had bee chosen to play Seeker. He was small, agile, and extremely fast. Harry leaned in further, his Firebolt picking up speed. They closed in, flying so close they could have touched. In fact, they did. John Sita gave a eerie laugh and shoved Harry with his broomstick. Harry slipped off the edge of his broom, smacking the Snitch with his hand, which sent it away furiously. He grabbed hold of his broom and pulled himself back up.
"...not Hufflepuff, more like Slytherin!" Harry could hear the angry shouts of Lee Jordan throughout the stadium.
"Mr. Jordan, I will not ask you again!"
"Sorry Professor McGonagall."
Harry saw Sita flying away. "Why that cheating-" Harry decided not to finish his sentence and to look for the Snitch again instead. Katie scored and the crowds cheered. The were winning, 80 to 10. It must have been 15 minutes before Harry saw the Snitch again. Sita was diving for it at tremendous speeds. Harry dove and quickly caught up.
"Potter- You're not going to win," Sita remarked with pure annoying wit.
"Says who?" Sita shoved him hard with his hand and sent Harry and his broom spinning.
"Me!" Sita reached for the Snitch, but it had disappeared when he pushed Harry. He said something profane and turned his broom around to glare at Harry. "You shall soon see how right I am." With that he flew away.
George flew to Harry and knocked a Bludger away from his face. "Be more careful Harry! You nearly got Bludged!" Harry frowned.
"That Seeker is Slytherin material."
George nodded. "He's alot meeker on the ground. Up here he can get away with pretty much everything! McGonagall didn't even see that!"
Harry huffed and whispered, "I'm going to trick him." With that he flew off. In a moment he began a steep dive. If Sita saw Harry dive, he would think he was after the Snitch and follow. As he got three feet from the ground, he pulled up. Sita hadn't followed him at all. He was chasing after the real Snitch. Harry could hear the rumble of laughter and comments people shot at him.
"Stupid! He's going after the Snitch!"
"You're going to make us lose, Harry!"
"Maybe we should root for the other team-"
Harry was royally embarrassed and chased after Sita, who went into a sudden dive. Harry prusued, but stopped after a moment. John was trying to trick him too! It had worked, but this time, Harry did see the Snitch. Clear at the other end of the stadium. Harry sped off as fast as he could towards Lee's commentator booth.
"I think Harry's seen the Snitch for REAL this time! Sita following close prusute-- They're going to crash!" The Snitch was just at the base of Lee's microphone. "No! Shoo! Shoo!" Lee tried to get the Snitch away, but it was intent on staying there. "Ahhhhh!!" Lee ran from his post, along with the teachers sitting near him, as Harry and John narrowed in on the small golden object. It veered to the left suddenly. Harry knew it was pointless to stop, so he tried to pull up. It was working, but Sita shoved him and laughed.
"Sorry, loser!" Harry crashed into the stand while John Sita dashed after the Snitch.
"You okay Harry?" Lee Jordan was shaking him. Harry's eyes opened and he nodded. "He's okay folks!" Lee shouted into the microphone. The shouts and gasps had stopped and were replaced with cheers (and a few boos from the Slytherins). Harry stood up and mounted his broom, which hadn't recieved a scratch.
"What's the score, Lee?"
"120 to 30, Gryffindor."
Harry nodded and took off. He rounded the feild for a while, seeing that John had lost the Snitch. Gryffindor made another three goals. Seamus was really good, actually. The best Keeper Harry had ever seen. The only way a Hufflepuff was able to score on him was if Seamus was dodging a Bludger at the time. It soon became Hufflepuff strategy to knock the Bludgers towards the Keeper so the Chasers could score with the Quaffle. A Bludger flew at Harry, so he dove to miss it.
He saw the Snitch, just a few feet from him. He watched it move slowly and lazily towards him. Harry rode slowly towards it, then sped up as it dashed away. Harry could feel the wind begining to kick in and hit him in the face like pins and needles.
Harry was begining to feel sick and dizzy. It was that feeling. Some one was watching him. Harry tried to shrug it off, every one was watching him. He was closing in on the Snitch, they were going to win! No- The attacker was trying to take his soul. Harry wanted to land right away- No, no, no! They needed all the points they could get! Harry noticed his broom had begun to dip and Sita was right on the Snitch's tail. Harry flew up with an outstretched hand, ignoring his uncomfortable feeling, he was going to get that ball!
"No you don't Potter!" John's hand was reaching for it. Harry could feel his fingers touching the Snitch, but, he also felt- Sita's hand? They had grabbed the Snitch at the same time. "Let go, POTTER!" Harry pulled on it.
"No! YOU let go!"
"They've caught the Snitch at the same time! Who will take the points?" Lee Jordan was yelling into the mic. "I think the rules call for a Tie Breaker. Both Seekers need to come up to the Comentator's booth for instructions- Other players, please land."
"Give me the bloody Snitch you stupid git, POTTER!" Gasps were heard from some people below. Harry looked at Sita and gaped.
Harry was staring straight into the face of a familiar enemy. "Malfoy?!"
Draco Malfoy let go of the Snitch and looked around him. "Bloody hell... The potion's worn off!"
Madam Hooch was suddenly in the air with them. "Mr. Potter, Mr. Sit--" She stopped, looked at Malfoy and blew her whistle. "FOUL! Hufflepuff!" She glared at Malfoy. "Come with me, Mr. Malfoy. I believe you have a headmaster to answer to."
Harry looked at the Snitch in his hands for a moment, then raised it high in the air. By then the entire school realized what had happened. Everyone cheered, except for some Slytherins and Hufflepuffs who booed.
After speaking with the professors, it was decided that Gryffindors won, despite Malfoy's inferrence. His involvement in no way hindered the score of the Hufflepuffs, therefore the game was overall fair. Draco received two weeks detention with Hagrid cleaning up dead blasted-end skerwts from a few years ago that had stuck themselves to the bottom of crates.
They won.
Meisako: If any one would like to give me an idea for an interveiw, please do so!
I just feel like promoting this site today: http://www.expage.com/hogwarts2202 This is one of 2 Hogwarts I attend. I actually teach Divination here. There are two students, I think... so It's not very interesting right now. However, you probably will get you first chioce of house. The teachers are really nice (Namely ME!!). Please join. Things will get going once we have students! :)
I have a new E-Mail: Slytherin_Angel@MostlySunny.com Please email me! :) I'd like that.
I told you this had a twisted ending! I wasn't planning on him actually being malfoy, but when I realized that he always called Harry, 'POTTER', instead of Harry and how he was mean, and how people thought he acted like a Slytherin... It just kinda happened like this. I hope you enjoyed!
Sorry it took me so long to post this, I kind of lost my disk which I had begun typing on.