A/N: Hey, this is a little shorter but I decided to start a few flirtations and conflicts. There will be some *resentment* as promised coming up soon, along with *romance*. So, I didn't eant to have a bunch of things jumbled up into one chapter. Thanks so much for all of the reviews. Adios, y hasta luego...
Disclaimer: HP is JK's, u c? (Lots of letters...)
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"Harry." Harry's eyes opened to see Wally Dursley standing in the doorway to the room, leaning against the doorframe. His eyebrow was arched in amusement, like he was concealing something. Harry sat up, rubbed his eyes, and pushed his glasses up onto his face.
Wally's hand draped out from behind his back as he held a letter, closed with a seal that Harry recognized from across the room. "Harry," Wally began, his eyes twinkling, "do you have any idea how I received this letter?"
"Um..." Harry's throat went dry. "Uh, no... No, sir."
"Wally; call me Wally. I'll tell you how," Wally smirked, obviously enjoying himself. "An owl. A large snow owl was tapping and tapping with its beak against my door early this morning, with this letter attached to its leg."
"Oh--oh, really," Harry stammered. Draco, who was sharing the couch, sat up groggily.
"What's going on?" Draco yawned, rearranging his pillows and falling back down onto them. He fell back asleep immediately.
"Yeah, really." Wally tossed the letter onto Harry's bed casually. Harry picked it up and fingered the seal; it was definitely the Hogwarts crest. Turning it over, he discovered the black caligraphy spelling out in elegant letters "Mr. Harry Potter, Mr. Ronald and Ms. Virginia Weasly, Mr. Draco Malfoy, Ms. Cho Chang, and Ms. Hermione Granger; The room at the end of the 2nd hallway; 913 84th Street; Brooklyn, New York 11238." The return address had the Hogwarts stamp.
"It's funny," Wally mused, "that this 'Hogwarts'--your high school, I presume?"
"Er, yeah..."
"That this high school knew that you'd all be here, and what room you were in. Kind of peculiar, don't you think?" Wally had not moved from his position in the doorway.
"Yeah, er, it is..." Harry began to scheme things to say in his mind when Wally interrupted his thoughts.
"Don't worry, kid," Wally winked, retreating from his position. "We'll talk later."
Harry breathed a sigh of relief as Wally's footsteps disappeared down the hallway. He placed his right index finger under the envelope's closing and carefully slid it until the envelope was open. He reached in and gingerly pulled out a piece of parchment inscribed in caligraphy as elegantly written as on the envelope.
"Dear Mr. Potter, Mr. and Ms. Weasly, Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Chang and Ms. Granger; We are pleased to inform you that the Wizarding School Board has voted and decided to hold a post-graduation banquet for our 7th year graduates on the 16 of June. Dress if formal. Please send your owl with a response by the 15 of June. Sincerely, Albus Dumbledore; Headmaster."
Harry checked his Muggle sports watch; it was eight 'o clock a.m. on June 8. It was short notice, so he decided to wait for his friends to wake up before replying. After thirty seconds of waiting, however, he grew impatient, jumped up, and shook Ron.
"What?" Ron was immensely annoyed as he was forced into consiousness. Harry briefed him on the letter. "That sounds fantastic! Let's go!" he exclaimed, reading it over a 2nd time. "Let's wake up the others."
After each received a rude awakening and a summary of the letter, they all agreed that they should go and signed their responses; Hedwig set off dutifully with the response.
Ginny grabbed a few things from her trunk. "I'm going to get changed in the living room, " she excused, and exited the room. Harry and Ron decided to go out and get breakfast for everyone, and Cho went to shower and dress in the bathroom.
Hermione stood awkwardly with Draco in the room. "Um, Draco?"
"Hmm?"
"Can you go out for a minute? I want to get changed."
"Sure."
"Uh, thanks," she said warily. It was odd of him to be cooperative. She didn't mind at all, so she didn't say anything and changed into Muggle clothes. She liked them a lot. There were so many different styles, and had loved growing up in them. Today she wore a cotton sky blue sundress and wicker sandals. After tying her wavy chestnut hair into a loose ribbon at the nape of her neck, Hermione opened the door to give access to Draco. Her mouth dropped when she discovered that he was already dressed. He wore a very cleancut short-sleeve white collar tee and long khaki shorts. Not like the disgusting Slytherin she was used to.
"When did you... where did you get dressed?"
"The hallway," Draco smirked, and pushed his way into the room. He briefly glanced at Hermione. "You look nice."
"Uh, thanks, you too," she replied, very skeptical of his good behavior. "The hallway?"
"Uh-huh." He moved to the mirror above the dresser and brushed his blonde, slightly curly hair. "Can you see this?" He was pointing to his chin.
"See what?"
"No, come here." Hermione relented and crossed the room.
"What?"
"This!"
"What?"
"This pimple!" he exclaimed, exasperated. "Can you see this?"
"Oh, no," she assured, "I didn't see it until you pointed... it... out..." She trailed off, noticing how close she was to his face. He looked... He looked like he was about to kiss her! Oh my god, her thoughts screamed, move, Hermione, move! Yes, he was definitely getting closer. She could smell his Muggle cologne.
"Eh-hem?" They spun around nervously to see Harry at the door.
"Oh, Harry..." Hermione turned six shades of pink. "You're back."
"Yeah." Harry was studying both of their faces very cautiously. Draco looked pale and confused, and Hermione was blushing something awful! "Um..." It was awkward for him too. He hoped he had walked in on Draco insulting Hermione or something. Yep, he told himself, that must be it. Never... never something... else. "Well, Ron and I got bagels and lox."
"Lox?" Draco found his voice, although it wavered. Had he been about to kiss Hermione? No, he told himself, I just miss romantic contact. I'd fall for anyone at this time. He immediately dismissed the idea and forgot all about it.
"Yeah," Hermione's voice sounded less shrill with each word she spoke. "It's a type of fish you put on bagels. Come, we'll show you."
And the three exited the room, leaving it vacant of everything but lingering thoughts.
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A/N: Hello to reviewers! And ty, keep em coming!
Lana--Yeah, I got into Wally not knowing here... might not be that way for long...
Dan--yep...lol, ty
SlytherinMudblood--u can have draco every other week, k? yeah, im not gonna do h/hr... they r 2 sibling-y... it will only be slightly romantic
Mattwag--ok, then u better review again, lol! thanks
Sassinak--hello my canadian friend! Yes, they do, glad ya like the plot
AznGolDragon--i am glad u liked the chap... i like wally, its from leave it 2 beaver and sounds fun-loving, no?
shadow, flame, ice, etc--huh??? i dont no if u r a few ppl or 1 but every "person"/character said something really nice so ty!!!
Jane--LOL, thanks
KT--yeah, i speak a little, ¿y tu? pues, voy a escribir... adios...
ShockoLatt--David Beckman is a name I know! LOL, that's weird. his mom used 2 be my academic games coach. he was really smart. same 1? yeah, well, i'm from brooklyn
RACHEL--sry, it's looking dim...
ElleB--sure, sure, in a little while... thanks
Meera--u better! lol, thanks mucho!
Mir-Kitty--u r misguided in ur h/hr idea but maybe... i dont think so, but... thanks a lot!i like getting good reviews :)
well, that's all. tengo que ir... adios y leéis mi cuento... mucho gracias, adios!
Disclaimer: HP is JK's, u c? (Lots of letters...)
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"Harry." Harry's eyes opened to see Wally Dursley standing in the doorway to the room, leaning against the doorframe. His eyebrow was arched in amusement, like he was concealing something. Harry sat up, rubbed his eyes, and pushed his glasses up onto his face.
Wally's hand draped out from behind his back as he held a letter, closed with a seal that Harry recognized from across the room. "Harry," Wally began, his eyes twinkling, "do you have any idea how I received this letter?"
"Um..." Harry's throat went dry. "Uh, no... No, sir."
"Wally; call me Wally. I'll tell you how," Wally smirked, obviously enjoying himself. "An owl. A large snow owl was tapping and tapping with its beak against my door early this morning, with this letter attached to its leg."
"Oh--oh, really," Harry stammered. Draco, who was sharing the couch, sat up groggily.
"What's going on?" Draco yawned, rearranging his pillows and falling back down onto them. He fell back asleep immediately.
"Yeah, really." Wally tossed the letter onto Harry's bed casually. Harry picked it up and fingered the seal; it was definitely the Hogwarts crest. Turning it over, he discovered the black caligraphy spelling out in elegant letters "Mr. Harry Potter, Mr. Ronald and Ms. Virginia Weasly, Mr. Draco Malfoy, Ms. Cho Chang, and Ms. Hermione Granger; The room at the end of the 2nd hallway; 913 84th Street; Brooklyn, New York 11238." The return address had the Hogwarts stamp.
"It's funny," Wally mused, "that this 'Hogwarts'--your high school, I presume?"
"Er, yeah..."
"That this high school knew that you'd all be here, and what room you were in. Kind of peculiar, don't you think?" Wally had not moved from his position in the doorway.
"Yeah, er, it is..." Harry began to scheme things to say in his mind when Wally interrupted his thoughts.
"Don't worry, kid," Wally winked, retreating from his position. "We'll talk later."
Harry breathed a sigh of relief as Wally's footsteps disappeared down the hallway. He placed his right index finger under the envelope's closing and carefully slid it until the envelope was open. He reached in and gingerly pulled out a piece of parchment inscribed in caligraphy as elegantly written as on the envelope.
"Dear Mr. Potter, Mr. and Ms. Weasly, Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Chang and Ms. Granger; We are pleased to inform you that the Wizarding School Board has voted and decided to hold a post-graduation banquet for our 7th year graduates on the 16 of June. Dress if formal. Please send your owl with a response by the 15 of June. Sincerely, Albus Dumbledore; Headmaster."
Harry checked his Muggle sports watch; it was eight 'o clock a.m. on June 8. It was short notice, so he decided to wait for his friends to wake up before replying. After thirty seconds of waiting, however, he grew impatient, jumped up, and shook Ron.
"What?" Ron was immensely annoyed as he was forced into consiousness. Harry briefed him on the letter. "That sounds fantastic! Let's go!" he exclaimed, reading it over a 2nd time. "Let's wake up the others."
After each received a rude awakening and a summary of the letter, they all agreed that they should go and signed their responses; Hedwig set off dutifully with the response.
Ginny grabbed a few things from her trunk. "I'm going to get changed in the living room, " she excused, and exited the room. Harry and Ron decided to go out and get breakfast for everyone, and Cho went to shower and dress in the bathroom.
Hermione stood awkwardly with Draco in the room. "Um, Draco?"
"Hmm?"
"Can you go out for a minute? I want to get changed."
"Sure."
"Uh, thanks," she said warily. It was odd of him to be cooperative. She didn't mind at all, so she didn't say anything and changed into Muggle clothes. She liked them a lot. There were so many different styles, and had loved growing up in them. Today she wore a cotton sky blue sundress and wicker sandals. After tying her wavy chestnut hair into a loose ribbon at the nape of her neck, Hermione opened the door to give access to Draco. Her mouth dropped when she discovered that he was already dressed. He wore a very cleancut short-sleeve white collar tee and long khaki shorts. Not like the disgusting Slytherin she was used to.
"When did you... where did you get dressed?"
"The hallway," Draco smirked, and pushed his way into the room. He briefly glanced at Hermione. "You look nice."
"Uh, thanks, you too," she replied, very skeptical of his good behavior. "The hallway?"
"Uh-huh." He moved to the mirror above the dresser and brushed his blonde, slightly curly hair. "Can you see this?" He was pointing to his chin.
"See what?"
"No, come here." Hermione relented and crossed the room.
"What?"
"This!"
"What?"
"This pimple!" he exclaimed, exasperated. "Can you see this?"
"Oh, no," she assured, "I didn't see it until you pointed... it... out..." She trailed off, noticing how close she was to his face. He looked... He looked like he was about to kiss her! Oh my god, her thoughts screamed, move, Hermione, move! Yes, he was definitely getting closer. She could smell his Muggle cologne.
"Eh-hem?" They spun around nervously to see Harry at the door.
"Oh, Harry..." Hermione turned six shades of pink. "You're back."
"Yeah." Harry was studying both of their faces very cautiously. Draco looked pale and confused, and Hermione was blushing something awful! "Um..." It was awkward for him too. He hoped he had walked in on Draco insulting Hermione or something. Yep, he told himself, that must be it. Never... never something... else. "Well, Ron and I got bagels and lox."
"Lox?" Draco found his voice, although it wavered. Had he been about to kiss Hermione? No, he told himself, I just miss romantic contact. I'd fall for anyone at this time. He immediately dismissed the idea and forgot all about it.
"Yeah," Hermione's voice sounded less shrill with each word she spoke. "It's a type of fish you put on bagels. Come, we'll show you."
And the three exited the room, leaving it vacant of everything but lingering thoughts.
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A/N: Hello to reviewers! And ty, keep em coming!
Lana--Yeah, I got into Wally not knowing here... might not be that way for long...
Dan--yep...lol, ty
SlytherinMudblood--u can have draco every other week, k? yeah, im not gonna do h/hr... they r 2 sibling-y... it will only be slightly romantic
Mattwag--ok, then u better review again, lol! thanks
Sassinak--hello my canadian friend! Yes, they do, glad ya like the plot
AznGolDragon--i am glad u liked the chap... i like wally, its from leave it 2 beaver and sounds fun-loving, no?
shadow, flame, ice, etc--huh??? i dont no if u r a few ppl or 1 but every "person"/character said something really nice so ty!!!
Jane--LOL, thanks
KT--yeah, i speak a little, ¿y tu? pues, voy a escribir... adios...
ShockoLatt--David Beckman is a name I know! LOL, that's weird. his mom used 2 be my academic games coach. he was really smart. same 1? yeah, well, i'm from brooklyn
RACHEL--sry, it's looking dim...
ElleB--sure, sure, in a little while... thanks
Meera--u better! lol, thanks mucho!
Mir-Kitty--u r misguided in ur h/hr idea but maybe... i dont think so, but... thanks a lot!i like getting good reviews :)
well, that's all. tengo que ir... adios y leéis mi cuento... mucho gracias, adios!