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THE SEVENTH YEAR: ALL COMING DOWN
Chapter 2: Glorious Infatuation
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Harry watched the new first years being sorted with out his usual enthusiasm he had had the years before, and tuned it out. 'why is Hagrid and I the only ones allowed to see Sirius? And what did Dumbledore have to say to Malfoy, and how did then Ministry gain approval to search the Malfoy Manner?' but Dumbledore's words came crashing to his ears, as all of his thoughts were silenced.
This year, because of recent events." the Headmaster began, all eyes on him. "There will be no trips to Hogsmeade." A sudden outbreak of murmurs and angry faces made him pause for a second, then continue." And there will be no Quidditch matches." This time the angry seventh year students interrupted.
"I cannot believe this!!!" Seamus interrupted, "first Hogsmeade, now this?" Dumbledore silenced him with a stern look, and continued.
"I understand your frustration, but this is to ensure your safety, and it is, of course, unfair. So I have set up 3 to 4 dances, with the much appreciated help from Professor McGonagall, Miss. Granger, Miss. Weasley, and Mr. Weasley. Oh, and as always there will be no going into the Forbidden Forest, and if you are to go out side, you must sign out FIRST. Now, with that said, let the feast commence." The Professor ended, and food filled the many dishes, and the angry, but hungry students begun to eat. The first years looking quite troubled that food just came out of no where.
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Draco sat at the very end of the Slytherin table, wondering how the bloody hell everyone -even that stupid Mudblood- knew about his father going to Azkaban.but him. HIS SON! 'why didn't mother tell me.' he pondered all though out his meal, in which he hardly touched.
while.over at the Gryffindor table, Semis was still preaching about the unfairness of the whole thing... with a mouth full of potatoes and chicken.
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"Hermione," Harry begun, as he watched Ron stuff his face. "how come you didn't come with me to Ron's house, for your summer vacation."
"because I had a lot of reading to catch up on." Hermione replied thinking 'and, I didn't want to hear you cry about Cho..'
"READING! 'Mione. that's all you EVER do!" Ron cried out, causing many to look up from there piles of food.
"yes. I'm sorry if it isn't as important as your dear Quidditch, but I happen to enjoy it." Hermione finished, refusing to talk to them any more. 'I hope. Malfoy is ok.' she thought, and took a quick look at him, and saw that he was deep in thought.
'I wonder what he is thinking about..' she wondered as the food was replaced by all of the cakes and ice creams you can think of.
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As all of the students left to their respected houses, as the first years stayed behind to hear a special 'conference.'.
Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape stood up, and walked to the side of the students as professor Dumbledore walked in the room, his half moon spectacles shining under the light.
"First year students," the Headmaster began, his glasses scanning the room, and looking at each student as he spoke. "I have made many changes this year in light of recent events, and so there are many things you will not be able to experience. This may appear unfair, but it is for the best. We have your best interests at heart." Dumbledore looked at all of the students who were still sitting at their tables.
"You are not to go to the Christmas Ball, unless you have been asked by a fourth year or above." Grumbles about unfairness stopped him momentarily. He continued. "Otherwise, third year and below is not eligible to go. This is for your safety. And I must ask that you do not leave the Hogwarts campus for any reason other than a dire emergency. Now, with that said, Professor McGonagall will lead the Gryffindors back to their dormitories, and Professor Snape will lead the Slytherins back to theirs. I will lead Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw House." The Headmaster stopped and waited for everyone to get into the line that would lead them back to their dorms and drift into long awaited sleep.
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Hermione twist and turned in her newly made bed, as a thousand questions ran though her mind.
'why did the Ministry decide to raid the Malfoy manner, and who gave them the order to arrest Malfoy?' were the top questions in her mind, as she drifted into a troubled sleep.
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As the school days wore on, Draco found that less people were talking to him, and were around him. Having already drooped his two 'stooges', he was constantly alone.'they weren't any company anyway.'
But he noticed that more and more people seemed to be inching away from him, even though he was a, handsome devil, one girl had said to him. But, the students simply didn't trust him -not that they ever really did.- any more. But they had good reasons.
'just wait until Voldemort gets to them, he will put them in sorts.' he thought, as he was the first to enter his favorite class, Potions.
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Hermione entered the dreaded Potions class, alone.Harry and Ron were still in the great hall eating lunch.Ron trying to get Harry over Cho who dumped him over summer vacation.
"and that episode with Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle last year, Ron has been committed to cheering him up." Hermione thought, under her breath as she sat in her regular seat in the back of Snape's class.
"HURRY UP HARRY!" Ron yelled, as most of the students entered the dark room. "we are going to be late!"
Harry and Ron barley made it in class on time, as Snape walked from his office, and into his classroom.
"Mr. Potter, and Mr. Weasley..just in time, as always. get out some Parchment, and a Quill. Take these notes down." Hermione started writing, as Ron and Harry began a new conversation, and the whispering fit began.
While, Draco was looking out a window, showing none of the usual interest he usually did. He wanted to know how the Ministry found out that his dad was a.
"POTTER, WEASLEY, GRANGER, AND MALFOY, COME INTO MY OFFICE, AFTER THIS CLASS, FOR INFORMATION ON YOUR DETENION DATE, since you cannot pay attention in my class." Snape snarled, and finished his lesson.
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after the class had ended, Draco (distancing him self from Ron) Ron, Hermione, and Harry met the Professor in his office.
"Mr. Malfoy, and Granger will clean my class room until it is spotless. Potter, you will clean the whole Hospital wing. until it shines -he is being too evil- and Ron. your usual cleaning all of the trophy's in the trophy cabinet will do. Oh, and as always, no magic. See you all in this class tomorrow (it's a Saturday), at 9:00am sharp! If your late, then you WILL REGRET IT. Dismissed."
All four of them left the class really mad, but Harry had the most reason to be mad.
"THE FREEKING whole Hospital wing!!! WITH NO HELP! What did I do to deserve that, and don't tell me that whispering in class, Hermione, is why!" Harry yelled, and stomped to the Gryffindor common room.
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OK! Please review.. and don't flame me because I'm late. a lot has been happening. Also a special thanks to my Beta.Kate! With out her, this would suck even more than is already does.
A/n: also, I know that Snape was major harsh.and kind of ooc, but you will see why he is mad at Harry, right now. More by Tuesday, or Wednesday
U know the deal with the Flames fell free, I want to make this story good. But tell me WHAT I DID WRONG. THANK YOU FOR TAKING UR TIME TO READ MY STORY. AND IM SORRY IT IS LATE, AGAIN, I APLOGIZE.
THANK YOU1
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THE SEVENTH YEAR: ALL COMING DOWN
Chapter 2: Glorious Infatuation
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Harry watched the new first years being sorted with out his usual enthusiasm he had had the years before, and tuned it out. 'why is Hagrid and I the only ones allowed to see Sirius? And what did Dumbledore have to say to Malfoy, and how did then Ministry gain approval to search the Malfoy Manner?' but Dumbledore's words came crashing to his ears, as all of his thoughts were silenced.
This year, because of recent events." the Headmaster began, all eyes on him. "There will be no trips to Hogsmeade." A sudden outbreak of murmurs and angry faces made him pause for a second, then continue." And there will be no Quidditch matches." This time the angry seventh year students interrupted.
"I cannot believe this!!!" Seamus interrupted, "first Hogsmeade, now this?" Dumbledore silenced him with a stern look, and continued.
"I understand your frustration, but this is to ensure your safety, and it is, of course, unfair. So I have set up 3 to 4 dances, with the much appreciated help from Professor McGonagall, Miss. Granger, Miss. Weasley, and Mr. Weasley. Oh, and as always there will be no going into the Forbidden Forest, and if you are to go out side, you must sign out FIRST. Now, with that said, let the feast commence." The Professor ended, and food filled the many dishes, and the angry, but hungry students begun to eat. The first years looking quite troubled that food just came out of no where.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco sat at the very end of the Slytherin table, wondering how the bloody hell everyone -even that stupid Mudblood- knew about his father going to Azkaban.but him. HIS SON! 'why didn't mother tell me.' he pondered all though out his meal, in which he hardly touched.
while.over at the Gryffindor table, Semis was still preaching about the unfairness of the whole thing... with a mouth full of potatoes and chicken.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Hermione," Harry begun, as he watched Ron stuff his face. "how come you didn't come with me to Ron's house, for your summer vacation."
"because I had a lot of reading to catch up on." Hermione replied thinking 'and, I didn't want to hear you cry about Cho..'
"READING! 'Mione. that's all you EVER do!" Ron cried out, causing many to look up from there piles of food.
"yes. I'm sorry if it isn't as important as your dear Quidditch, but I happen to enjoy it." Hermione finished, refusing to talk to them any more. 'I hope. Malfoy is ok.' she thought, and took a quick look at him, and saw that he was deep in thought.
'I wonder what he is thinking about..' she wondered as the food was replaced by all of the cakes and ice creams you can think of.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
As all of the students left to their respected houses, as the first years stayed behind to hear a special 'conference.'.
Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape stood up, and walked to the side of the students as professor Dumbledore walked in the room, his half moon spectacles shining under the light.
"First year students," the Headmaster began, his glasses scanning the room, and looking at each student as he spoke. "I have made many changes this year in light of recent events, and so there are many things you will not be able to experience. This may appear unfair, but it is for the best. We have your best interests at heart." Dumbledore looked at all of the students who were still sitting at their tables.
"You are not to go to the Christmas Ball, unless you have been asked by a fourth year or above." Grumbles about unfairness stopped him momentarily. He continued. "Otherwise, third year and below is not eligible to go. This is for your safety. And I must ask that you do not leave the Hogwarts campus for any reason other than a dire emergency. Now, with that said, Professor McGonagall will lead the Gryffindors back to their dormitories, and Professor Snape will lead the Slytherins back to theirs. I will lead Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw House." The Headmaster stopped and waited for everyone to get into the line that would lead them back to their dorms and drift into long awaited sleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hermione twist and turned in her newly made bed, as a thousand questions ran though her mind.
'why did the Ministry decide to raid the Malfoy manner, and who gave them the order to arrest Malfoy?' were the top questions in her mind, as she drifted into a troubled sleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
As the school days wore on, Draco found that less people were talking to him, and were around him. Having already drooped his two 'stooges', he was constantly alone.'they weren't any company anyway.'
But he noticed that more and more people seemed to be inching away from him, even though he was a, handsome devil, one girl had said to him. But, the students simply didn't trust him -not that they ever really did.- any more. But they had good reasons.
'just wait until Voldemort gets to them, he will put them in sorts.' he thought, as he was the first to enter his favorite class, Potions.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Hermione entered the dreaded Potions class, alone.Harry and Ron were still in the great hall eating lunch.Ron trying to get Harry over Cho who dumped him over summer vacation.
"and that episode with Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle last year, Ron has been committed to cheering him up." Hermione thought, under her breath as she sat in her regular seat in the back of Snape's class.
"HURRY UP HARRY!" Ron yelled, as most of the students entered the dark room. "we are going to be late!"
Harry and Ron barley made it in class on time, as Snape walked from his office, and into his classroom.
"Mr. Potter, and Mr. Weasley..just in time, as always. get out some Parchment, and a Quill. Take these notes down." Hermione started writing, as Ron and Harry began a new conversation, and the whispering fit began.
While, Draco was looking out a window, showing none of the usual interest he usually did. He wanted to know how the Ministry found out that his dad was a.
"POTTER, WEASLEY, GRANGER, AND MALFOY, COME INTO MY OFFICE, AFTER THIS CLASS, FOR INFORMATION ON YOUR DETENION DATE, since you cannot pay attention in my class." Snape snarled, and finished his lesson.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
after the class had ended, Draco (distancing him self from Ron) Ron, Hermione, and Harry met the Professor in his office.
"Mr. Malfoy, and Granger will clean my class room until it is spotless. Potter, you will clean the whole Hospital wing. until it shines -he is being too evil- and Ron. your usual cleaning all of the trophy's in the trophy cabinet will do. Oh, and as always, no magic. See you all in this class tomorrow (it's a Saturday), at 9:00am sharp! If your late, then you WILL REGRET IT. Dismissed."
All four of them left the class really mad, but Harry had the most reason to be mad.
"THE FREEKING whole Hospital wing!!! WITH NO HELP! What did I do to deserve that, and don't tell me that whispering in class, Hermione, is why!" Harry yelled, and stomped to the Gryffindor common room.
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OK! Please review.. and don't flame me because I'm late. a lot has been happening. Also a special thanks to my Beta.Kate! With out her, this would suck even more than is already does.
A/n: also, I know that Snape was major harsh.and kind of ooc, but you will see why he is mad at Harry, right now. More by Tuesday, or Wednesday
U know the deal with the Flames fell free, I want to make this story good. But tell me WHAT I DID WRONG. THANK YOU FOR TAKING UR TIME TO READ MY STORY. AND IM SORRY IT IS LATE, AGAIN, I APLOGIZE.
THANK YOU1