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Harry stood staring after Malfoy and Hermoine as the walked out of the library. Was he in some kind of alternate universe or something? Hermoine HATED Malfoy and Malfoy HATED Hermoine. Why all of a sudden were they hugging and holding hands and… Harry shuddered at the thought of all the other things they could've been doing. 'Were only 14, only 14!' he kept reminding himself as he walked to the Great Hall for dinner. When he entered the hall Hermoine was over at the Slytherin table talking to Draco and Ron was chatting up a Ravenclaw girl (or at least he thought it was a girl) so he decided he'd go have a chat with Wood.
"Hiya Harry!" said Wood as Harry sat down and put the book on the table in front of him. "Still reading the book I see,"
"Yeah, I really wanna beat Malfoy!" replied Harry opening the book the last page he had read.
"Why? Cause he's going out with Hermoine?" asked Wood winking at Harry.
"What do you mean by that?" asked Harry defensively
"I've seen you checking her out Harry!" replied Wood "I don't blame you, she'll be a fine young woman, once she grows up a bit!"
"I DO NOT HAVE A CRUSH ON HERMOINE!" screamed Harry and just as he said it the whole hall went quiet, everyone heard what he had said. Malfoy put his arm around Hermoine as though he was worried that Harry would run over to them and sweep her off her feet and take her away. Harry was turning 101 different shades of red (there's probably not that many but his face was RED!) as he looked around at the questioning looks everyone was giving him. Just then the food was on the table and everyone was either running back to join their house or digging in so what Harry had said was soon forgotten. Though Hermoine kept glancing over in his direction as though at any moment he would leap across the table and kiss her. Ron saw what was going on and leant over to Harry and whispered "Why didn't ya tell me mate?"
"Tell you what?" asked Harry not quite in a whisper
"About you liking Hermoine!" replied Ron
"I DON'T!" shouted Harry.
"Okay, Okay! But ya know if ya wanna talk about anything, My beds across from yours," replied Ron who continued to ho into the food.
After dinner some of them stayed in the Great Hall for a while before going to bed. Harry stayed and continued to read when to large lumps parked themselves on either side of him.
"Listen guys, I DON'T like Hermoine so if Malfoy's sent you to kick my ass there's really no need to!" he said looking back and forth between Crabbe and Goyles intimidating faces.
"That's not exactly why we're here," replied Crabbe. "But it is about Malfoy and Hermoine,"
"I don't know anything, I've only seen them together," replied Harry who tried to continue reading his book.
"Well doesn't it bother you?" asked Goyle
"Yeah But what can I do about it?" asked Harry
"We have a plan." Crabbe and Goyle both said.
"What kinda plan?" asked Harry not looking up from the book.
"Let's just say it's a plan that'll embarrass the crap outta Malfoy," replied Goyle
"I'm listening," said Harry closing his book
"Well it's like this," began Goyle and they started whispering so that know one else in the hall (Seamus and Neville) couldn't hear.
"That's bloody brilliant!" laughed Harry
"Hey that's my line!" said Ron sticking his head around the corner
" Sorry mate!" replied Harry before Ron disappeared.
The next morning was the day of the Quiditch match (for real this time!) and Harry was as nervous as he had been in his nightmare. Every morning before the game he usually had Hermoine saying, "Eat your breakfast Harry!" "You need your energy!" but this morning was different she was sitting next to Malfoy running her hands over his wax and gel covered blonde hair (due to amount of gel, wax and Malfoy's obsession with his hair she was unable to run her hands THREW his hair). She didn't even seem to be pestering him either just staring at him lovingly; it was enough to make Harry hurl!
"Ready to kick Malfoy's rich ass?" asked Ron
"No!" stuttered Harry as he tried to eat some bacon.
"You'll be fine mate!" replied Ron "Remember it's in your blood,"
When Ron said that Harry remembered when Hermoine had taken him and Ron to the trophy room to show him that his father, James, was once the Gryffindor seeker. He quickly shoved the thought away and shovelled food into his mouth. When he'd finished he stood and said, "I'm going to change, see ya later," and with that he headed to the Gryffindor locker room to change into his Quiditch robe. He was first there and first ready so while he waited for the others all he could do was think about Crabbe and Goyles master plan. He smiled to himself when he thought of the hell Malfoy would go through. But then he realised, Crabbe and Goyle are Malfoy's best friends they'd never do anything like this to him, what if the joke was on him? What if it was all a sick plan to get back at Harry? Before he could think to hard about all this Wood called out "Alright let's go!" so they grabbed their brooms and headed for the gate. He flew out onto the team and was relieved to see Hermoine and Ron standing among the Gryffindors with Hagrid. Hermoine had Hagrid's huge binoculars but wasn't looking at Harry, she was actually looking at "Wood?" he said aloud before nearly falling off his broom in surprise. It wasn't just the fact that she was looking at him it was the evil grin that spread across her face as she did "She wouldn't" he muttered to himself
"Would she?" he thought. He flew over so he was closer to Wood and said "Be careful mate!"
"Careful's my middle name," said Wood in a Sean Connery/ James Bond voice. Harry then flew over to the Weasley twins, "Can you guys keep an eye one Wood for me?"
"Why, you worried about him getting hurt?" asked Fred
"Yeah," replied Harry
"Harry, you don't have a thing for Wood do you?" asked George
"Bloody hell no! Why does everyone think I have a thing for everyone else," growled Harry as he flew over to take position for the game.
Malfoy had flown out onto the pitch and was waving at Hermoine while Crabbe and Goyle sat grumpily with their arms folded across their chests.
Then Madam Hooch walked out and started the game. Just like in Harry's dream/nightmare/thing Angelina was first to grab the quaffle and first to score. He could hear Wood cheering and Wahooing in the background while Malfoy muttered something along the lines of 'dirty cheating ho!' but Harry couldn't be sure that's what he said. In fact he couldn't be sure about anything with Malfoy OR Hermoine any more. But he couldn't think of that know, he had a golden snitch to catch. He tried to watch the game AND look for the snitch, which often could prove to be quite a difficult task because often Quiditch was very fast paced and you'd have to watch carefully to catch everything. Malfoy flew up and stopped beside Harry a look of anger on his face. "You better keep your hands of Hermoine or they'll be trouble," he said not looking at him but looking around the ground.
"No problem muffin!" replied Harry before he flew off.
"What did you call me???!!!" screamed Malfoy. Harry looked around the crowd and saw Professor Lupin sitting in the crowd and waved at him before continuing to look for the lil' snitch.
When he looked back at the Slytherin crowd Crabbe and Goyle had gone and Harry prayed that the prank they were about to pull was indeed on Malfoy as was planned and that he hadn't fallen for a sick joke. The score was 50/10 in Gryffindors favour and as Harry looked around the ground he spotted it, the golden snitch. He kicked hard and flew as fast as his Firebolt would take him (pretty bloody fast) and reached out and grabbed the snitch. He had won the game for Gryffindor, and more importantly beat Malfoy. The look of Disappointment on Malfoy's face was enough without what was too come but he was also very excited (and nervous) to see the reaction to what Crabbe and Goyle had in tore for Malfoy when they returned to the Great Hall. After showering and changing into clean clothes Harry headed up with everyone else in Gryffindor to the Great Hall. When they walked in the saw that Crabbe and Goyle hadn't finished so he decided that before they go to the Hall they should celebrate in the Gryffindor common room. No one argued cause they were so excited that they'd beaten Slytherin. They all gathered around talking about how wonderful the match was and how they couldn't wait to laugh at Slytherin as they walked into the Great Hall, the only problem is that's when Hermoine would be walking in. 'Ah well!' thought Harry 'If she wants to love a Slytherin she can suffer with 'em as well'. About half an hour later they decided they should go to the hall and surprisingly were the first ones there (not including Crabbe and Goyle who were hiding) they all looked up above the Slytherin table were something was hovering, everyone moved closer to see what it was and all had fits of laughter when they saw what it was. Finally Slytherin walked in and when Malfoy saw what was above their table he screamed profanities that would've made Eminem blush.
"POTTER!" he shouted, "Did you do this?"
"He couldn't have, he was with us the whole time," said Fred and George putting there arms around Harry's shoulders so they didn't fall over laughing.
"Then it must've been… HERMOINE!!!!" screamed Malfoy storming over to the table in which she sat, oblivious to what was hovering above Slytherin table. The teachers walked in and even Snape found the fact that the pink fluffy g-strings (more than one pair I might add) and handcuffs that flouted above the Slytherin table with a message saying 'You left these in my dorm muffin! You really should be more careful with things like this Draco! Tutt, tutt!" was rather amusing indeed. Crabbe and Goyle walked over to Harry who had only one question for them "Are they really muffins, I mean Malfoy's things?"
"Sadly enough they are!" laughed Crabbe
"I don't wanna know how you know that!" replied Harry a look of terror on his face.
"Harry were in his dorm, we've seen far scarier and smaller things of Malfoy's than that!" replied Goyle. Harry simply shuddered and walked to were Ron stood laughing his head off.
"Brilliant mate, just bloody brilliant!" he said "Wish I'd thought of it!"
Harry didn't say anything but smiled an evil smile and went to sit at the Gryffindor table.
I think I got a bit carried away with this chapter and I didn't even have coke and hot 30 this time (OMG Shock Horror!) Well I hope everyone liked it! Review's welcomed (hint, hint)! Anyways I again will try to write the next chapter soon, if I can be bothered! Also thanks again to everyone who reviewed and/or liked my fic! Read my others if ya get a chance
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Harry stood staring after Malfoy and Hermoine as the walked out of the library. Was he in some kind of alternate universe or something? Hermoine HATED Malfoy and Malfoy HATED Hermoine. Why all of a sudden were they hugging and holding hands and… Harry shuddered at the thought of all the other things they could've been doing. 'Were only 14, only 14!' he kept reminding himself as he walked to the Great Hall for dinner. When he entered the hall Hermoine was over at the Slytherin table talking to Draco and Ron was chatting up a Ravenclaw girl (or at least he thought it was a girl) so he decided he'd go have a chat with Wood.
"Hiya Harry!" said Wood as Harry sat down and put the book on the table in front of him. "Still reading the book I see,"
"Yeah, I really wanna beat Malfoy!" replied Harry opening the book the last page he had read.
"Why? Cause he's going out with Hermoine?" asked Wood winking at Harry.
"What do you mean by that?" asked Harry defensively
"I've seen you checking her out Harry!" replied Wood "I don't blame you, she'll be a fine young woman, once she grows up a bit!"
"I DO NOT HAVE A CRUSH ON HERMOINE!" screamed Harry and just as he said it the whole hall went quiet, everyone heard what he had said. Malfoy put his arm around Hermoine as though he was worried that Harry would run over to them and sweep her off her feet and take her away. Harry was turning 101 different shades of red (there's probably not that many but his face was RED!) as he looked around at the questioning looks everyone was giving him. Just then the food was on the table and everyone was either running back to join their house or digging in so what Harry had said was soon forgotten. Though Hermoine kept glancing over in his direction as though at any moment he would leap across the table and kiss her. Ron saw what was going on and leant over to Harry and whispered "Why didn't ya tell me mate?"
"Tell you what?" asked Harry not quite in a whisper
"About you liking Hermoine!" replied Ron
"I DON'T!" shouted Harry.
"Okay, Okay! But ya know if ya wanna talk about anything, My beds across from yours," replied Ron who continued to ho into the food.
After dinner some of them stayed in the Great Hall for a while before going to bed. Harry stayed and continued to read when to large lumps parked themselves on either side of him.
"Listen guys, I DON'T like Hermoine so if Malfoy's sent you to kick my ass there's really no need to!" he said looking back and forth between Crabbe and Goyles intimidating faces.
"That's not exactly why we're here," replied Crabbe. "But it is about Malfoy and Hermoine,"
"I don't know anything, I've only seen them together," replied Harry who tried to continue reading his book.
"Well doesn't it bother you?" asked Goyle
"Yeah But what can I do about it?" asked Harry
"We have a plan." Crabbe and Goyle both said.
"What kinda plan?" asked Harry not looking up from the book.
"Let's just say it's a plan that'll embarrass the crap outta Malfoy," replied Goyle
"I'm listening," said Harry closing his book
"Well it's like this," began Goyle and they started whispering so that know one else in the hall (Seamus and Neville) couldn't hear.
"That's bloody brilliant!" laughed Harry
"Hey that's my line!" said Ron sticking his head around the corner
" Sorry mate!" replied Harry before Ron disappeared.
The next morning was the day of the Quiditch match (for real this time!) and Harry was as nervous as he had been in his nightmare. Every morning before the game he usually had Hermoine saying, "Eat your breakfast Harry!" "You need your energy!" but this morning was different she was sitting next to Malfoy running her hands over his wax and gel covered blonde hair (due to amount of gel, wax and Malfoy's obsession with his hair she was unable to run her hands THREW his hair). She didn't even seem to be pestering him either just staring at him lovingly; it was enough to make Harry hurl!
"Ready to kick Malfoy's rich ass?" asked Ron
"No!" stuttered Harry as he tried to eat some bacon.
"You'll be fine mate!" replied Ron "Remember it's in your blood,"
When Ron said that Harry remembered when Hermoine had taken him and Ron to the trophy room to show him that his father, James, was once the Gryffindor seeker. He quickly shoved the thought away and shovelled food into his mouth. When he'd finished he stood and said, "I'm going to change, see ya later," and with that he headed to the Gryffindor locker room to change into his Quiditch robe. He was first there and first ready so while he waited for the others all he could do was think about Crabbe and Goyles master plan. He smiled to himself when he thought of the hell Malfoy would go through. But then he realised, Crabbe and Goyle are Malfoy's best friends they'd never do anything like this to him, what if the joke was on him? What if it was all a sick plan to get back at Harry? Before he could think to hard about all this Wood called out "Alright let's go!" so they grabbed their brooms and headed for the gate. He flew out onto the team and was relieved to see Hermoine and Ron standing among the Gryffindors with Hagrid. Hermoine had Hagrid's huge binoculars but wasn't looking at Harry, she was actually looking at "Wood?" he said aloud before nearly falling off his broom in surprise. It wasn't just the fact that she was looking at him it was the evil grin that spread across her face as she did "She wouldn't" he muttered to himself
"Would she?" he thought. He flew over so he was closer to Wood and said "Be careful mate!"
"Careful's my middle name," said Wood in a Sean Connery/ James Bond voice. Harry then flew over to the Weasley twins, "Can you guys keep an eye one Wood for me?"
"Why, you worried about him getting hurt?" asked Fred
"Yeah," replied Harry
"Harry, you don't have a thing for Wood do you?" asked George
"Bloody hell no! Why does everyone think I have a thing for everyone else," growled Harry as he flew over to take position for the game.
Malfoy had flown out onto the pitch and was waving at Hermoine while Crabbe and Goyle sat grumpily with their arms folded across their chests.
Then Madam Hooch walked out and started the game. Just like in Harry's dream/nightmare/thing Angelina was first to grab the quaffle and first to score. He could hear Wood cheering and Wahooing in the background while Malfoy muttered something along the lines of 'dirty cheating ho!' but Harry couldn't be sure that's what he said. In fact he couldn't be sure about anything with Malfoy OR Hermoine any more. But he couldn't think of that know, he had a golden snitch to catch. He tried to watch the game AND look for the snitch, which often could prove to be quite a difficult task because often Quiditch was very fast paced and you'd have to watch carefully to catch everything. Malfoy flew up and stopped beside Harry a look of anger on his face. "You better keep your hands of Hermoine or they'll be trouble," he said not looking at him but looking around the ground.
"No problem muffin!" replied Harry before he flew off.
"What did you call me???!!!" screamed Malfoy. Harry looked around the crowd and saw Professor Lupin sitting in the crowd and waved at him before continuing to look for the lil' snitch.
When he looked back at the Slytherin crowd Crabbe and Goyle had gone and Harry prayed that the prank they were about to pull was indeed on Malfoy as was planned and that he hadn't fallen for a sick joke. The score was 50/10 in Gryffindors favour and as Harry looked around the ground he spotted it, the golden snitch. He kicked hard and flew as fast as his Firebolt would take him (pretty bloody fast) and reached out and grabbed the snitch. He had won the game for Gryffindor, and more importantly beat Malfoy. The look of Disappointment on Malfoy's face was enough without what was too come but he was also very excited (and nervous) to see the reaction to what Crabbe and Goyle had in tore for Malfoy when they returned to the Great Hall. After showering and changing into clean clothes Harry headed up with everyone else in Gryffindor to the Great Hall. When they walked in the saw that Crabbe and Goyle hadn't finished so he decided that before they go to the Hall they should celebrate in the Gryffindor common room. No one argued cause they were so excited that they'd beaten Slytherin. They all gathered around talking about how wonderful the match was and how they couldn't wait to laugh at Slytherin as they walked into the Great Hall, the only problem is that's when Hermoine would be walking in. 'Ah well!' thought Harry 'If she wants to love a Slytherin she can suffer with 'em as well'. About half an hour later they decided they should go to the hall and surprisingly were the first ones there (not including Crabbe and Goyle who were hiding) they all looked up above the Slytherin table were something was hovering, everyone moved closer to see what it was and all had fits of laughter when they saw what it was. Finally Slytherin walked in and when Malfoy saw what was above their table he screamed profanities that would've made Eminem blush.
"POTTER!" he shouted, "Did you do this?"
"He couldn't have, he was with us the whole time," said Fred and George putting there arms around Harry's shoulders so they didn't fall over laughing.
"Then it must've been… HERMOINE!!!!" screamed Malfoy storming over to the table in which she sat, oblivious to what was hovering above Slytherin table. The teachers walked in and even Snape found the fact that the pink fluffy g-strings (more than one pair I might add) and handcuffs that flouted above the Slytherin table with a message saying 'You left these in my dorm muffin! You really should be more careful with things like this Draco! Tutt, tutt!" was rather amusing indeed. Crabbe and Goyle walked over to Harry who had only one question for them "Are they really muffins, I mean Malfoy's things?"
"Sadly enough they are!" laughed Crabbe
"I don't wanna know how you know that!" replied Harry a look of terror on his face.
"Harry were in his dorm, we've seen far scarier and smaller things of Malfoy's than that!" replied Goyle. Harry simply shuddered and walked to were Ron stood laughing his head off.
"Brilliant mate, just bloody brilliant!" he said "Wish I'd thought of it!"
Harry didn't say anything but smiled an evil smile and went to sit at the Gryffindor table.
I think I got a bit carried away with this chapter and I didn't even have coke and hot 30 this time (OMG Shock Horror!) Well I hope everyone liked it! Review's welcomed (hint, hint)! Anyways I again will try to write the next chapter soon, if I can be bothered! Also thanks again to everyone who reviewed and/or liked my fic! Read my others if ya get a chance
- Luv Me!!!