Blurry
Chapter eight
By WeasleyLover2
You know I don't own anything except the plot. Blah, blah, blah. Go read the disclaimer in my other chapters if you really have the urge to. Happy reading!
Harry hurried after her. She had disappeared down the corridor, but he could hear her muffled footsteps and he followed. He was so busy listening that he ran right into her when he turned the corner. She had stopped dead in her tracks, right in the middle of the corridor. She jumped, startled, and spun around. Harry could see fear, sadness, anger, pain, and stress; just in her eyes. A few fresh tears fell down her face when she saw that it was just Harry. Not someone who just wanted to watch her cry.
"Lav-"
She threw her arms around him and he pulled her close. He let her sob a bit on his shoulder. He whispered some sweet words to her, and after about a minute she pulled away slightly and looked at him. "What would I do without you Harry?" she asked, grinning a little and wiping away some of her tears.
Harry just gave her a lopsided grin and shrugged. He gently brushed a few stray tears off her face. "Are you alright now?" he asked concerned.
She sighed. "I doubt I'll ever be 'alright.'"
Harry nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Sorry, that was a stupid question."
Lavender just shook her head. "We better get to class. It wouldn't look good if I didn't show up."
Harry let go of her and they started to walk back down the corridor. They approached the Great Hall again.
"Harry," Lavender said as she squeezed his arm. "Could you go in there and get my bag for me? Please?"
Harry nodded and came back a minute later with their bags. "Ready?" he asked as he gave her her bag.
"Sure," and they headed to Divination.
They were quiet most of the way. Enough was said, and some didn't need to be said. They walked into a babbling classroom. Apparently class hadn't started yet. Harry took his regular seat by Ron and Lavender on his other side.
Then Professor Trelawny came out of the shadows. "Ok class, I had a vision that a lot of you were done with your assignment, so I've decided to make it due tomorrow. " The class groaned. Most of them hadn't done anything yet. Harry and Lavender exchanged grins. They just had a little left of theirs and it shouldn't take them long…
*******
(Later in the common room)
It was midnight. Lavender and Harry had just started working on their report again. They'd chosen to meet at midnight because most people would be asleep, or in the library still.
"Alright, all we need to do is rewrite it into a nice long paper and we're done!" Lavender said smiling. She'd definitely cheered up over the day.
Harry grinned back at her. "Ok, I'm thinking that we each write a paper of bullshit about what we saw in the crystal and then start re-writing the actual essay. Sound good?"
Lavender nodded and pulled her rough draft of bullshit towards her. She started laughing while she re-wrote it. "These are hilarious! I wasn't really paying attention when I made this stuff up," she told him smiling.
Harry smiled. "That's the best part about this subject. You just make stuff up, actually have fun, and she just eats it up."
Lavender giggled and returned to her work. The next half hour was broken with fits of giggles and laughing. When they were done they started on the essay. Lavender pulled out a purple quill and sat it on the parchment they were to use. It stood up by itself and quivered slightly.
"What's that?" Harry asked curiously. "A Quick-Quotes Quill?"
"No silly. This is just a regular quill that I bewitched to copy down exactly what I say. And, after a few hours, I got it to absorb information from books. If you set it on top of or inside a book, it will absorb the information and you just have to refer to a page, chapter, or subject and it'll write away!" Lavender explained happily.
Harry looked from the quill to her. "Wow! Where'd you learn that kind of magic?"
She grinned. "In some book. It what I've been working on for a few weeks now when I couldn't sleep or got bored."
"That's amazing!" was all Harry could say to her brilliance. Lavender beamed.
"And I've set it in my Divination book for the past week; it should be ready."
"Let's take it for a test drive."
Lavender giggled and said, "We should probably make up a good opening and ending sentence or something."
Harry nodded in agreement. "Alright;" he paused to think. "How about: 'There are many depths in your mind, and it takes practice, skill, and concentration to reach the inner depths. Only a few people have this talent, luckily Lavender and I are included in that lucky group."
Lavender grinned. "That's brilliant!" Then she tapped the quill and it moved and got ready to write. "Write those words that Harry just said, and write about the crystal balls that you've stored in your feather shaped head. Write three pages please, then wait for me." And the quill was off. Neatly writing Harry's starting sentence and other things about crystal balls. It looked like Lavender's handwriting; it was even writing in pink ink, the kind she's known for. Anyone else who didn't know better would've thought that she wrote it all.
"Um, Lav?" Harry asked after a minute.
"Yeah?"
"Does it only write in your handwriting, cause that might look bad on my part…it'd look like I didn't help," Harry started seriously, but broke into a grin.
Lavender smiled. "I have a lot of time on my hands, and I just happened to think of that. Fred and George taught me a handy spell. They've tried to make these themselves, but it didn't work. All they found out how to do was to make the handwriting change. And all you have to do is touch it and say: 'Handwritius Glotus.' And it will change to your handwriting and it'll change ink colors too." Lavender grinned.
"That is so sweet!" Harry said enthusiastically. "Do you think you could teach me how to make one?"
She gave him a sly smile. "Then what would I give you for Christmas?"
Harry caught on and winked. "Oh never mind. It's ok, I'll just have to write out everything myself." And he put his hand to his heart and acted brave. Lavender giggled. Harry smiled. "Do you want to go sit by the fire? The pen will be alright alone, won't it?" he grinned.
She rolled her eyes. "Yes, Harry, I think it'll be fine. Unless you want to pay for a baby-sitter…" she winked at him and headed for the couch.
'How does she do that to me?' he wondered as his heart skipped a beat. He went over and joined her.
What will happen in the next chapter? Two lovebirds by the fire; in the middle of the night, on a couch in an empty room. What could go wrong? Well, lot's of things….but I do believe that you'll want to review so the next chapter comes out soon. Review, review, review!! Thank you! Luv you all!
~WeasleyLover2~
"Never knew I could feel like this. Like I've never seen the sky before…"
Chapter eight
By WeasleyLover2
You know I don't own anything except the plot. Blah, blah, blah. Go read the disclaimer in my other chapters if you really have the urge to. Happy reading!
Harry hurried after her. She had disappeared down the corridor, but he could hear her muffled footsteps and he followed. He was so busy listening that he ran right into her when he turned the corner. She had stopped dead in her tracks, right in the middle of the corridor. She jumped, startled, and spun around. Harry could see fear, sadness, anger, pain, and stress; just in her eyes. A few fresh tears fell down her face when she saw that it was just Harry. Not someone who just wanted to watch her cry.
"Lav-"
She threw her arms around him and he pulled her close. He let her sob a bit on his shoulder. He whispered some sweet words to her, and after about a minute she pulled away slightly and looked at him. "What would I do without you Harry?" she asked, grinning a little and wiping away some of her tears.
Harry just gave her a lopsided grin and shrugged. He gently brushed a few stray tears off her face. "Are you alright now?" he asked concerned.
She sighed. "I doubt I'll ever be 'alright.'"
Harry nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Sorry, that was a stupid question."
Lavender just shook her head. "We better get to class. It wouldn't look good if I didn't show up."
Harry let go of her and they started to walk back down the corridor. They approached the Great Hall again.
"Harry," Lavender said as she squeezed his arm. "Could you go in there and get my bag for me? Please?"
Harry nodded and came back a minute later with their bags. "Ready?" he asked as he gave her her bag.
"Sure," and they headed to Divination.
They were quiet most of the way. Enough was said, and some didn't need to be said. They walked into a babbling classroom. Apparently class hadn't started yet. Harry took his regular seat by Ron and Lavender on his other side.
Then Professor Trelawny came out of the shadows. "Ok class, I had a vision that a lot of you were done with your assignment, so I've decided to make it due tomorrow. " The class groaned. Most of them hadn't done anything yet. Harry and Lavender exchanged grins. They just had a little left of theirs and it shouldn't take them long…
*******
(Later in the common room)
It was midnight. Lavender and Harry had just started working on their report again. They'd chosen to meet at midnight because most people would be asleep, or in the library still.
"Alright, all we need to do is rewrite it into a nice long paper and we're done!" Lavender said smiling. She'd definitely cheered up over the day.
Harry grinned back at her. "Ok, I'm thinking that we each write a paper of bullshit about what we saw in the crystal and then start re-writing the actual essay. Sound good?"
Lavender nodded and pulled her rough draft of bullshit towards her. She started laughing while she re-wrote it. "These are hilarious! I wasn't really paying attention when I made this stuff up," she told him smiling.
Harry smiled. "That's the best part about this subject. You just make stuff up, actually have fun, and she just eats it up."
Lavender giggled and returned to her work. The next half hour was broken with fits of giggles and laughing. When they were done they started on the essay. Lavender pulled out a purple quill and sat it on the parchment they were to use. It stood up by itself and quivered slightly.
"What's that?" Harry asked curiously. "A Quick-Quotes Quill?"
"No silly. This is just a regular quill that I bewitched to copy down exactly what I say. And, after a few hours, I got it to absorb information from books. If you set it on top of or inside a book, it will absorb the information and you just have to refer to a page, chapter, or subject and it'll write away!" Lavender explained happily.
Harry looked from the quill to her. "Wow! Where'd you learn that kind of magic?"
She grinned. "In some book. It what I've been working on for a few weeks now when I couldn't sleep or got bored."
"That's amazing!" was all Harry could say to her brilliance. Lavender beamed.
"And I've set it in my Divination book for the past week; it should be ready."
"Let's take it for a test drive."
Lavender giggled and said, "We should probably make up a good opening and ending sentence or something."
Harry nodded in agreement. "Alright;" he paused to think. "How about: 'There are many depths in your mind, and it takes practice, skill, and concentration to reach the inner depths. Only a few people have this talent, luckily Lavender and I are included in that lucky group."
Lavender grinned. "That's brilliant!" Then she tapped the quill and it moved and got ready to write. "Write those words that Harry just said, and write about the crystal balls that you've stored in your feather shaped head. Write three pages please, then wait for me." And the quill was off. Neatly writing Harry's starting sentence and other things about crystal balls. It looked like Lavender's handwriting; it was even writing in pink ink, the kind she's known for. Anyone else who didn't know better would've thought that she wrote it all.
"Um, Lav?" Harry asked after a minute.
"Yeah?"
"Does it only write in your handwriting, cause that might look bad on my part…it'd look like I didn't help," Harry started seriously, but broke into a grin.
Lavender smiled. "I have a lot of time on my hands, and I just happened to think of that. Fred and George taught me a handy spell. They've tried to make these themselves, but it didn't work. All they found out how to do was to make the handwriting change. And all you have to do is touch it and say: 'Handwritius Glotus.' And it will change to your handwriting and it'll change ink colors too." Lavender grinned.
"That is so sweet!" Harry said enthusiastically. "Do you think you could teach me how to make one?"
She gave him a sly smile. "Then what would I give you for Christmas?"
Harry caught on and winked. "Oh never mind. It's ok, I'll just have to write out everything myself." And he put his hand to his heart and acted brave. Lavender giggled. Harry smiled. "Do you want to go sit by the fire? The pen will be alright alone, won't it?" he grinned.
She rolled her eyes. "Yes, Harry, I think it'll be fine. Unless you want to pay for a baby-sitter…" she winked at him and headed for the couch.
'How does she do that to me?' he wondered as his heart skipped a beat. He went over and joined her.
What will happen in the next chapter? Two lovebirds by the fire; in the middle of the night, on a couch in an empty room. What could go wrong? Well, lot's of things….but I do believe that you'll want to review so the next chapter comes out soon. Review, review, review!! Thank you! Luv you all!
~WeasleyLover2~
"Never knew I could feel like this. Like I've never seen the sky before…"