Chapter 6: Party On in Gryffindor Common!
'Party! Gryffindor rules the world!' George Weasley was running around the room transfiguring the curtains into balloons and other party favors of that sort.
'Let's hear it for Harry! The fastest and most vengeful Hogwart's Seeker the world has ever seen!' Fred began helping his brother decorate the Gryffindor common room. 'We're gonna party all night long!' After 5 minutes of pure adrenaline rush, after winning the qualifying round, the room looked spectacular. Despite wanting to sleep, so that he would be strong enough for the following morning, Harry went to the party. But he didn't plan on enjoying it. Hedwig had been gone for almost a month now, and Harry could hardly bare it.
'Come on Harry, I'll play ya a game of exploding snaps all right?' Ron and Hermione were enjoying the festivities. It had been a while since they had let loose.
'No thanks Ron, I think I'm gonna go to bed.' Harry made his first attempt to escape the supposed party. He only wished that Malfoy was in front of his face now, then he would bind his body and torture him, muggle style.
'No? Bed?! What's gotten into you. This morning you were just Harry Potter, I mean, not just but....you know what I mean, and now you hold the two fastest snitch captures in Hogwart's history. I reckon you would give Viktor Krum a run for his money! Eh Hermione?' Ron glanced at Hermione, who's eyes had just glazed over with a peaceful happiness at the thought of her boyfriend.
'Hermione!' Ron raised his voice. He was sick and tired of Hermione always slipping off into Lala land with Viktor.
'Wha...sorry, I was just thinking about...' Ron and Harry both new the answer.
'Viktor?' They answered in unison.
'Am I that predictable? Oh gosh, I hope not. It would be positively embarrassing if I were.
'Yes, you are.' They answered in unison again.
'Oh all right, you've made your point. What were you saying Ron?' She had apparently snapped back into the real world. The one without Viktor Krum in it.
'Harry's planning to go to bed! I was just saying that he's the best seeker Hogwart's has ever seen, and that he should enjoy the festivities.' Ron was growing more and more impatient with Hermione's frequent travels to Krum land.
'Oh yes...definitely, Harry, you can't go to bed. Besides, its only 8 o clock.' Hermione pulled Harry over by the fire to talk, while Ron took off to coax his brother's into getting Harry some Butterbeer from Hogsmead. Reluctantly they agreed. Ron hurried over to the fire to sit with Harry and Ron.
'Oy, Harry, you can't go to bed just yet, Fred and George have just gone to get some butterbeer! So, stick around for a bit all right.' Ron sat down on the floor in front of the fire because there were no seats. 'Blimey, every Gryffindor must be in here!'
'Well, thanks for the offer Ron, but I think I'm gonna go do some homework. Then I'll get some sleep for tomorrow. Okay? Good night.' Harry made a move towards the dorms.
'Harry wait, don't make us hex you to stay.' Hermione smiled.
'Ya, good one. Look, I need some sleep, bye.' He turned away from the fire and headed straight up the stairs to his room. He still needed to add 4 inches to his History of Magic paper for the end of the week.
After Harry went upstairs, Ron and Hermione remained near the fire.
'What are we gonna do. He can't just stay in that room all night. I mean, I know he needs rest, but he doesn't need that much rest. Besides, Fred and George are gonna kill me when they find out he's gone to bed. Their whole trip to Hogsmead will have been a waste of time!' Ron put his hands out near the fire to warm them. The stone castle was very cold in the evening.
'Well, the only logical thing I can think of to do is to bribe him out of his room.' Ron looked baffled. Hermione's idea's were usually odd, but brilliant, but this one seemed a little odd.
'What do you mean? Give him money or something? Cause he has enough of that.' Ron sat back in the chair in deep thought. For the life of him he couldn't figure out what Hermione meant.
'No! I mean, we need to give him a reason to be down here. He's obviously upset about Hedwig, and doesn't want to interact. So, we need to bring someone to talk to him. Now, who is it that always helps Harry out of emotional ruts?' Hermione loved posing rhetorical questions to fellow students. It made her feel superior.
'Uh...Sirius? But Hermione, we can't just zap Sirius into Hogwarts! But...he could apparate...' Ron loved making Hermione mad by saying stupid things.
'Ron!' His plan had worked.
'Ya ya, I know, you can't apparate into Hogwarts. I just love making you mad. But if it isn't Sirius, then who?' Ron sat back in his chair again and began to think hard. 'Look, just tell me, I hate playing your little mind games. You're smarter than me, good job, now tell me who...' Ron was acting like a four year old. Despite the anger in his words, they made Hermione smile.
'Duh! Hagrid! He just got back twenty minutes ago from the Ministry of Defense!' She smirked a very know it all smile and glanced at Ron.
'Oh, Hagrid? He's back?' Ron finally understood what Hermione's plan was. "So we'll just go and get him to talk to Harry?' Ron got up from his seat in excitement and coincidentally lost it to Seamus Finnigan. 'Oy, get outta my chair!'
'You stood up! Tough!' Hermione stood up and walked over to Ron. He slipped past her and leaped in to her chair.
'Ron, we should go talk to Hagrid.' Hermione began heading towards the dormitories. 'I'm gonna go ask Harry if I can borrow his invisibility cloak to poke Colin Creevy in the back of the head. He'll most definitely lend it to me then.' Hermione raised her hands and pretended to take a photograph. Colin's trademark was taking photo's of anything and everything.
'But...but...I just stole your chair fair and square!' Ron stood up and lost his stolen chair to Neville Longbottom. 'Oh for Chrissake!'
'Stop rhyming like a blithering idiot and meet me in the great hall....okay?' Hermione didn't even wait for his answer. She turned and hurried up to the boys dormitories.
'Ya...all right...that sounds good Hermione!' Ron looked around. The only thing he was speaking to was a wall. Everyone else was too in depth in their conversations. In frustration, he turned and left the common room.
After greeting Hagrid, and being forced to have tea and rock cakes, Hermione and Ron convinced Hagrid to come and talk to Harry. Ron disappeared to the bathroom on their way, which Hermione assumed was a way to throw out Hagrid's Rock cakes.
1 'Oy, Harry!' Ron went into their room. 'I've got someone here to talk to you.' Ron smiled and glanced around the room. Practically every single book that they owned was open and on the floor.
'Whadya doing for God's sake?! Ron stepped over the battle field of books and sat oin the end of Harry's bed.
'Oh! I'm just looking through the books for a homework assignment.' Harry lied. He was really looking for some sort of spell in which he could coax the truth out of Malfoy.
'Uh Harry, these are all spell books. I doubt your going to find any information on the Goblin rebellions of the early 17th century in these. Come on, what are you really looking for? You can tell me!' Ron leaned over toward Harry.
'Well, is anyone outside? Is it all clear? Where's Hermione? If she knew what I was doing, she would absolutely kill me!' Harry picked up his wand.
'Hermione?' Ron called, and awaited her reply from the staircase. 'Oh, I thought she was waiting just outside the door. I guess she went back to the party, so, it's all clear.' Ron leaned even closer to Harry, determined to hear what Harry had to say before Hermione could butt in.
'Well, I'm looking for some kinda of spell or Herb or something to make Malfoy tell the truth. That way, I'll beat the crap out of Malfoy, and I'll know where he's hiding Hedwig.' Harry smiled and continued hunting through the many books.
'Harry what a good idea. You are absolutely –' Ron was cut off.
'Idiotic!' Hermione pulled off Harry's invisibility cloak and sat down on Ron's bed across from them.
'How on earth do you do that?' Ron was again befuddled by Hermione's impetuous timing.
'Well, I put the cloak on to give Harry a fright, you know, to cheer him up, but I decided to listen to what he had to say. Is that so wrong?' Hermione folded the cloak neatly and place it beside her. The sideways grin she cast Ron only angered him.
'Yes! That's eavesdropping! You knew very well that I wanted to have a chat with Harry. You always undermine me!' Ron stood up.
'No I don't! How dare you.' Hermione also stood up. Harry sighed loudly.
'What is it with you to? Can you not not argue for like a minute? Jesus, you're like a married couple.'
'I'm sorry Harry, I just think that trying to steal the necessary ingredients for a truth potion is absurdly dangerous. It's not worth getting into trouble over. Let me hunt around a bit more, find some more evidence, and then we'll go to Dumbledore with it. All right?' Hermione placed Harry's invisibility cloak back in its box in Harry's trunk.
'No! I want to do the investigating. Hermione, you always do everything! I'm so tired of it!' Hermione flicked her hair back over her left shoulder. She was inevitable tired of Ron's jealous routine.
'Ron, we can both do it. Harry, we'll leave you to sleep. No doubt you'll need your energy tomorrow. And trust me, its not worth it for a truth potion.' Hermione smiled. Ron turned and left the room somewhat red. He always got flustered after an argument with Hermione. 'And Harry, we'll get her back. I promise…' She smile a moat reassuring grin at Harry and turned on her heel, leaving the door wide open.
'Blasted idiots.' Harry grabbed his wand form his bedside table and hexed the door closed. He laid back and allowed his head to hit the soft Hogwart's pillow. But he did not sleep. He lay awake thinking about the day that would follow.
'Party! Gryffindor rules the world!' George Weasley was running around the room transfiguring the curtains into balloons and other party favors of that sort.
'Let's hear it for Harry! The fastest and most vengeful Hogwart's Seeker the world has ever seen!' Fred began helping his brother decorate the Gryffindor common room. 'We're gonna party all night long!' After 5 minutes of pure adrenaline rush, after winning the qualifying round, the room looked spectacular. Despite wanting to sleep, so that he would be strong enough for the following morning, Harry went to the party. But he didn't plan on enjoying it. Hedwig had been gone for almost a month now, and Harry could hardly bare it.
'Come on Harry, I'll play ya a game of exploding snaps all right?' Ron and Hermione were enjoying the festivities. It had been a while since they had let loose.
'No thanks Ron, I think I'm gonna go to bed.' Harry made his first attempt to escape the supposed party. He only wished that Malfoy was in front of his face now, then he would bind his body and torture him, muggle style.
'No? Bed?! What's gotten into you. This morning you were just Harry Potter, I mean, not just but....you know what I mean, and now you hold the two fastest snitch captures in Hogwart's history. I reckon you would give Viktor Krum a run for his money! Eh Hermione?' Ron glanced at Hermione, who's eyes had just glazed over with a peaceful happiness at the thought of her boyfriend.
'Hermione!' Ron raised his voice. He was sick and tired of Hermione always slipping off into Lala land with Viktor.
'Wha...sorry, I was just thinking about...' Ron and Harry both new the answer.
'Viktor?' They answered in unison.
'Am I that predictable? Oh gosh, I hope not. It would be positively embarrassing if I were.
'Yes, you are.' They answered in unison again.
'Oh all right, you've made your point. What were you saying Ron?' She had apparently snapped back into the real world. The one without Viktor Krum in it.
'Harry's planning to go to bed! I was just saying that he's the best seeker Hogwart's has ever seen, and that he should enjoy the festivities.' Ron was growing more and more impatient with Hermione's frequent travels to Krum land.
'Oh yes...definitely, Harry, you can't go to bed. Besides, its only 8 o clock.' Hermione pulled Harry over by the fire to talk, while Ron took off to coax his brother's into getting Harry some Butterbeer from Hogsmead. Reluctantly they agreed. Ron hurried over to the fire to sit with Harry and Ron.
'Oy, Harry, you can't go to bed just yet, Fred and George have just gone to get some butterbeer! So, stick around for a bit all right.' Ron sat down on the floor in front of the fire because there were no seats. 'Blimey, every Gryffindor must be in here!'
'Well, thanks for the offer Ron, but I think I'm gonna go do some homework. Then I'll get some sleep for tomorrow. Okay? Good night.' Harry made a move towards the dorms.
'Harry wait, don't make us hex you to stay.' Hermione smiled.
'Ya, good one. Look, I need some sleep, bye.' He turned away from the fire and headed straight up the stairs to his room. He still needed to add 4 inches to his History of Magic paper for the end of the week.
After Harry went upstairs, Ron and Hermione remained near the fire.
'What are we gonna do. He can't just stay in that room all night. I mean, I know he needs rest, but he doesn't need that much rest. Besides, Fred and George are gonna kill me when they find out he's gone to bed. Their whole trip to Hogsmead will have been a waste of time!' Ron put his hands out near the fire to warm them. The stone castle was very cold in the evening.
'Well, the only logical thing I can think of to do is to bribe him out of his room.' Ron looked baffled. Hermione's idea's were usually odd, but brilliant, but this one seemed a little odd.
'What do you mean? Give him money or something? Cause he has enough of that.' Ron sat back in the chair in deep thought. For the life of him he couldn't figure out what Hermione meant.
'No! I mean, we need to give him a reason to be down here. He's obviously upset about Hedwig, and doesn't want to interact. So, we need to bring someone to talk to him. Now, who is it that always helps Harry out of emotional ruts?' Hermione loved posing rhetorical questions to fellow students. It made her feel superior.
'Uh...Sirius? But Hermione, we can't just zap Sirius into Hogwarts! But...he could apparate...' Ron loved making Hermione mad by saying stupid things.
'Ron!' His plan had worked.
'Ya ya, I know, you can't apparate into Hogwarts. I just love making you mad. But if it isn't Sirius, then who?' Ron sat back in his chair again and began to think hard. 'Look, just tell me, I hate playing your little mind games. You're smarter than me, good job, now tell me who...' Ron was acting like a four year old. Despite the anger in his words, they made Hermione smile.
'Duh! Hagrid! He just got back twenty minutes ago from the Ministry of Defense!' She smirked a very know it all smile and glanced at Ron.
'Oh, Hagrid? He's back?' Ron finally understood what Hermione's plan was. "So we'll just go and get him to talk to Harry?' Ron got up from his seat in excitement and coincidentally lost it to Seamus Finnigan. 'Oy, get outta my chair!'
'You stood up! Tough!' Hermione stood up and walked over to Ron. He slipped past her and leaped in to her chair.
'Ron, we should go talk to Hagrid.' Hermione began heading towards the dormitories. 'I'm gonna go ask Harry if I can borrow his invisibility cloak to poke Colin Creevy in the back of the head. He'll most definitely lend it to me then.' Hermione raised her hands and pretended to take a photograph. Colin's trademark was taking photo's of anything and everything.
'But...but...I just stole your chair fair and square!' Ron stood up and lost his stolen chair to Neville Longbottom. 'Oh for Chrissake!'
'Stop rhyming like a blithering idiot and meet me in the great hall....okay?' Hermione didn't even wait for his answer. She turned and hurried up to the boys dormitories.
'Ya...all right...that sounds good Hermione!' Ron looked around. The only thing he was speaking to was a wall. Everyone else was too in depth in their conversations. In frustration, he turned and left the common room.
After greeting Hagrid, and being forced to have tea and rock cakes, Hermione and Ron convinced Hagrid to come and talk to Harry. Ron disappeared to the bathroom on their way, which Hermione assumed was a way to throw out Hagrid's Rock cakes.
1 'Oy, Harry!' Ron went into their room. 'I've got someone here to talk to you.' Ron smiled and glanced around the room. Practically every single book that they owned was open and on the floor.
'Whadya doing for God's sake?! Ron stepped over the battle field of books and sat oin the end of Harry's bed.
'Oh! I'm just looking through the books for a homework assignment.' Harry lied. He was really looking for some sort of spell in which he could coax the truth out of Malfoy.
'Uh Harry, these are all spell books. I doubt your going to find any information on the Goblin rebellions of the early 17th century in these. Come on, what are you really looking for? You can tell me!' Ron leaned over toward Harry.
'Well, is anyone outside? Is it all clear? Where's Hermione? If she knew what I was doing, she would absolutely kill me!' Harry picked up his wand.
'Hermione?' Ron called, and awaited her reply from the staircase. 'Oh, I thought she was waiting just outside the door. I guess she went back to the party, so, it's all clear.' Ron leaned even closer to Harry, determined to hear what Harry had to say before Hermione could butt in.
'Well, I'm looking for some kinda of spell or Herb or something to make Malfoy tell the truth. That way, I'll beat the crap out of Malfoy, and I'll know where he's hiding Hedwig.' Harry smiled and continued hunting through the many books.
'Harry what a good idea. You are absolutely –' Ron was cut off.
'Idiotic!' Hermione pulled off Harry's invisibility cloak and sat down on Ron's bed across from them.
'How on earth do you do that?' Ron was again befuddled by Hermione's impetuous timing.
'Well, I put the cloak on to give Harry a fright, you know, to cheer him up, but I decided to listen to what he had to say. Is that so wrong?' Hermione folded the cloak neatly and place it beside her. The sideways grin she cast Ron only angered him.
'Yes! That's eavesdropping! You knew very well that I wanted to have a chat with Harry. You always undermine me!' Ron stood up.
'No I don't! How dare you.' Hermione also stood up. Harry sighed loudly.
'What is it with you to? Can you not not argue for like a minute? Jesus, you're like a married couple.'
'I'm sorry Harry, I just think that trying to steal the necessary ingredients for a truth potion is absurdly dangerous. It's not worth getting into trouble over. Let me hunt around a bit more, find some more evidence, and then we'll go to Dumbledore with it. All right?' Hermione placed Harry's invisibility cloak back in its box in Harry's trunk.
'No! I want to do the investigating. Hermione, you always do everything! I'm so tired of it!' Hermione flicked her hair back over her left shoulder. She was inevitable tired of Ron's jealous routine.
'Ron, we can both do it. Harry, we'll leave you to sleep. No doubt you'll need your energy tomorrow. And trust me, its not worth it for a truth potion.' Hermione smiled. Ron turned and left the room somewhat red. He always got flustered after an argument with Hermione. 'And Harry, we'll get her back. I promise…' She smile a moat reassuring grin at Harry and turned on her heel, leaving the door wide open.
'Blasted idiots.' Harry grabbed his wand form his bedside table and hexed the door closed. He laid back and allowed his head to hit the soft Hogwart's pillow. But he did not sleep. He lay awake thinking about the day that would follow.