Chapter 15
Oh yeah. Chap 15! Go me!
*does a little dance round room*
Whew! Okay, I haven't lost my mind. I'm just really happy. Now shut up, Christina. I have a much wider vocabulary that *smitten* ya know?
*
How did he know? thought Rachel, as she ran through the many corridors. I only---
"Aghr!" she yelped, skipping aside as Dumbledore appeared in front of her. "Bloody hell! You aren't meant to be able to apparate!"
"I didn't," replied Dumbledore. "there are many secret passages through the school."
"Shit!" Rachel panted, bending over and placing her hand over her chest. "You coulda given me a heart attack! Ugh!"
"My apologies, Rachel," said Dumbledore. "And now---"
"How did Minerva- sorry, Professor Mcgonagall and the students happen to be like that?" drawled Rachel. Then she blinked. "A basilisk, of course."
Dumbledore stared at her for a long minute. He opened his mouth then closed it, shaking his grizzled head. Rachel made a face, waving a hand over her face.
"Uh.hey, next time you do that, can you have a tictac first? I mean, no offence, but.I mean, it's probably all those bertie botts beans, but my lunch is rebelling," she rasped. Dumbledore blushed.
"Sorry. You're right. I do love those beans," he sighed, staring into space. "I love the coconut ice. caramel .fudge .honeycomb .peanut .toffee .sherbet .apple .banana .orange.chocolate.strawberry. grape."
His voice droned on and on, like a hornet's nest, until, finally, Rachel couldn't stand it any longer.
"That's great. I'm really happy for you, but seeya," then turning round she ducked into one of the many corridors, still clutching Draco's wand. After all, the boy was Petrified, wasn't he? And an unconscious person had no use whatsoever for a wand, and so it wasn't a crime to.*borrow* his wand, right?
"Accio Stephanie Khoo," she said, waving the stick around. The next second, her friend flew through the wall, shouting bloody murder at the top of her lungs.
"What the---" she was in the middle of saying. Then she looked down at Rachel, who was holding the wand in her hands, a wicked smile on her face.
"Hello, Steph," she grinned.
"I'm going to kill you!" groaned Stephanie. "How the hell did you---"
"Draco is missing a wand," explained Rachel, cryptically.
"Huh?" Stephanie stared at her. Rachel sighed melodramatically and rolled her eyes.
"I took his wand. I mean, we've got Charms soon, right?"
"Whose wand?" asked Stephanie.
"Huh? Gee.probably.Harry?" said Rachel, sarcastically. "Who do you think?"
"Draco?" asked Michelle.
Rachel clapped her hands loudly. "Applause rings through the audience! We have a winner!"
Stephanie shook her head sadly. "Rachel, Rachel. When will you learn?"
"Huh?" *this word is appearing heaps in this story, isn't it?*
Rachel tapped her head. "What the?"
"Never mind," replied Stephanie, proud that she had confused Rachel de Great, genius of all time, and author of this masterpiece.
*sorry. Got a bit carried away. Very carried away*
*don't touch my computer, Stephanie Khoo! Or I'll give away your address, phone number, and e-mail! You get the point? Good. Anyway, if I gave your address, your neighbours would move, seeing what I've written*
Okay.where was I.?
"Okay. What time is it?" Rachel glanced at her watch, then frowned, tapping the watch face.
"What's wrong?" asked Stephanie.
"My watch stopped." Suddenly, it dawned on her. "OH!!!! I KNOW! it's all the cursed spells round Wart hogs!"
"It's Hogwarts," corrected her friend.
"Whatever," snapped Rachel.
*
"Well, that was the most educational class I've ever been to," smiled Artemis, strolling out of the Divination classroom. "I learnt more there than from Leonardo di Vinci's paintings."
Angeline moaned, covering her face with her hands. "I almost fell asleep."
"Why?" asked Pansy, looking surprised. "I think that was thoroughly interesting."
"You're just saying that to suck up to Artemis," snapped Elspeth. After settling into the class, she had started to sharpen her tongue on her fellow students. The youth looked vandalised, his face a ghastly white.
"How dare you!" he gasped.
"Ew.he looks like a vampire," replied Vanessa, making a face.
Draco scowled, grabbing Pansy. "Come on. Let's go. Leave the morons to themselves."
"I object!" said Artemis, indignantly. "A moron is either a person, of arrested intelligence whose mentality is judged incapable of developing beyond that of a normal child of 8 to 12 years of age, or a stupid person. I am neither."
Angeline looked mildly impressed. Another dictionary reader.
"And unless you have an IQ of over 152, I don't think you can talk. That would make you dumb. In two ways, seeing that a dumb person is either one who is incapable of speech or stupid- dull-witted. There are many other definitions, although I have only stated the most obvious ones that one of your limited intelligence should be able to understand," added Angeline, proudly.
"Ignore her. She's a freak," muttered Michelle, who had managed to escape. "A walking, talking, calculator and dictionary. And a thesaurus."
"But a thesaurus is practically a dictionary," protested Rachel. She had somehow managed to appear out of the air, dragging Stephanie behind her.
"Passageway," muttered Draco.
"No. I've just discovered how to apparate," replied Rachel, cheerfully. "See?" she turned to Stephanie. "It worked."
"I feel sick," groaned Stephanie.
"Then you didn't do it properly," joked Rachel. "You left your stomach behind."
Stephanie moaned, her face taking on a tinge of green. Apparently, she didn't feel the same way about humour, at this minute.
"Ridiculous! You can't apparate in the school grounds!" exclaimed Hermione, who had come for her textbooks.
"Just because you can't doesn't mean the rest of the world can't," replied Rachel, tartly.
"But it said in Hogwarts, a History, that you can't apparate inside the school grounds," continued Hermione. "You're underage, you shouldn't even know the spell, and IT'S JUST NOT POSSIBLE!"
Rachel gave an exaggerated yawn, covering her mouth. "Yadayadayadayada. Well I managed it, and I'm the living proof that I can apparate in the school grounds. So nah!!!!!!" she stuck her tongue out at the astonished girl. Angeline snorted. Hermione sniffed and stormed off, forgetting her textbooks in her rage. "Did you really apparate?" gasped Angeline.
"No, there's a secret passage back there," replied Rachel, jerking her thumb at the corner where she had appeared from. "Stephanie, you should pursue a career in acting."
"Thanks," said Stephanie. "But you didn't have to punch me that hard."
"Sorry," shrugged Rachel, not looking at all remorseful.
"You punched her?" drawled Artemis, lifting a dark brow.
"No, I simply hit her with my fist," snapped Rachel. "Honestly! Highest tested IQ in the whole of Europe indeed!"
Artemis scowled.
"You had all better go to your classes," said Elspeth. "Or you'll get in trouble."
*
Okay, okay. I know. I didn't write anything about Christina or the rest of the other guys, but I'll do that in my next chapter. Which you will get to read.if you review. Thanks heaps, to the person who keeps reviewing, and isn't one of my friends. Oh yeah, Michelle is begging me to not put her with Harry. If I'm feeling particularly callous, though, I will. As for my paragraphs.I'm really, really, really, really sorry. My computer's stuffed up. so.that's my alibi.
Oh yeah. Chap 15! Go me!
*does a little dance round room*
Whew! Okay, I haven't lost my mind. I'm just really happy. Now shut up, Christina. I have a much wider vocabulary that *smitten* ya know?
*
How did he know? thought Rachel, as she ran through the many corridors. I only---
"Aghr!" she yelped, skipping aside as Dumbledore appeared in front of her. "Bloody hell! You aren't meant to be able to apparate!"
"I didn't," replied Dumbledore. "there are many secret passages through the school."
"Shit!" Rachel panted, bending over and placing her hand over her chest. "You coulda given me a heart attack! Ugh!"
"My apologies, Rachel," said Dumbledore. "And now---"
"How did Minerva- sorry, Professor Mcgonagall and the students happen to be like that?" drawled Rachel. Then she blinked. "A basilisk, of course."
Dumbledore stared at her for a long minute. He opened his mouth then closed it, shaking his grizzled head. Rachel made a face, waving a hand over her face.
"Uh.hey, next time you do that, can you have a tictac first? I mean, no offence, but.I mean, it's probably all those bertie botts beans, but my lunch is rebelling," she rasped. Dumbledore blushed.
"Sorry. You're right. I do love those beans," he sighed, staring into space. "I love the coconut ice. caramel .fudge .honeycomb .peanut .toffee .sherbet .apple .banana .orange.chocolate.strawberry. grape."
His voice droned on and on, like a hornet's nest, until, finally, Rachel couldn't stand it any longer.
"That's great. I'm really happy for you, but seeya," then turning round she ducked into one of the many corridors, still clutching Draco's wand. After all, the boy was Petrified, wasn't he? And an unconscious person had no use whatsoever for a wand, and so it wasn't a crime to.*borrow* his wand, right?
"Accio Stephanie Khoo," she said, waving the stick around. The next second, her friend flew through the wall, shouting bloody murder at the top of her lungs.
"What the---" she was in the middle of saying. Then she looked down at Rachel, who was holding the wand in her hands, a wicked smile on her face.
"Hello, Steph," she grinned.
"I'm going to kill you!" groaned Stephanie. "How the hell did you---"
"Draco is missing a wand," explained Rachel, cryptically.
"Huh?" Stephanie stared at her. Rachel sighed melodramatically and rolled her eyes.
"I took his wand. I mean, we've got Charms soon, right?"
"Whose wand?" asked Stephanie.
"Huh? Gee.probably.Harry?" said Rachel, sarcastically. "Who do you think?"
"Draco?" asked Michelle.
Rachel clapped her hands loudly. "Applause rings through the audience! We have a winner!"
Stephanie shook her head sadly. "Rachel, Rachel. When will you learn?"
"Huh?" *this word is appearing heaps in this story, isn't it?*
Rachel tapped her head. "What the?"
"Never mind," replied Stephanie, proud that she had confused Rachel de Great, genius of all time, and author of this masterpiece.
*sorry. Got a bit carried away. Very carried away*
*don't touch my computer, Stephanie Khoo! Or I'll give away your address, phone number, and e-mail! You get the point? Good. Anyway, if I gave your address, your neighbours would move, seeing what I've written*
Okay.where was I.?
"Okay. What time is it?" Rachel glanced at her watch, then frowned, tapping the watch face.
"What's wrong?" asked Stephanie.
"My watch stopped." Suddenly, it dawned on her. "OH!!!! I KNOW! it's all the cursed spells round Wart hogs!"
"It's Hogwarts," corrected her friend.
"Whatever," snapped Rachel.
*
"Well, that was the most educational class I've ever been to," smiled Artemis, strolling out of the Divination classroom. "I learnt more there than from Leonardo di Vinci's paintings."
Angeline moaned, covering her face with her hands. "I almost fell asleep."
"Why?" asked Pansy, looking surprised. "I think that was thoroughly interesting."
"You're just saying that to suck up to Artemis," snapped Elspeth. After settling into the class, she had started to sharpen her tongue on her fellow students. The youth looked vandalised, his face a ghastly white.
"How dare you!" he gasped.
"Ew.he looks like a vampire," replied Vanessa, making a face.
Draco scowled, grabbing Pansy. "Come on. Let's go. Leave the morons to themselves."
"I object!" said Artemis, indignantly. "A moron is either a person, of arrested intelligence whose mentality is judged incapable of developing beyond that of a normal child of 8 to 12 years of age, or a stupid person. I am neither."
Angeline looked mildly impressed. Another dictionary reader.
"And unless you have an IQ of over 152, I don't think you can talk. That would make you dumb. In two ways, seeing that a dumb person is either one who is incapable of speech or stupid- dull-witted. There are many other definitions, although I have only stated the most obvious ones that one of your limited intelligence should be able to understand," added Angeline, proudly.
"Ignore her. She's a freak," muttered Michelle, who had managed to escape. "A walking, talking, calculator and dictionary. And a thesaurus."
"But a thesaurus is practically a dictionary," protested Rachel. She had somehow managed to appear out of the air, dragging Stephanie behind her.
"Passageway," muttered Draco.
"No. I've just discovered how to apparate," replied Rachel, cheerfully. "See?" she turned to Stephanie. "It worked."
"I feel sick," groaned Stephanie.
"Then you didn't do it properly," joked Rachel. "You left your stomach behind."
Stephanie moaned, her face taking on a tinge of green. Apparently, she didn't feel the same way about humour, at this minute.
"Ridiculous! You can't apparate in the school grounds!" exclaimed Hermione, who had come for her textbooks.
"Just because you can't doesn't mean the rest of the world can't," replied Rachel, tartly.
"But it said in Hogwarts, a History, that you can't apparate inside the school grounds," continued Hermione. "You're underage, you shouldn't even know the spell, and IT'S JUST NOT POSSIBLE!"
Rachel gave an exaggerated yawn, covering her mouth. "Yadayadayadayada. Well I managed it, and I'm the living proof that I can apparate in the school grounds. So nah!!!!!!" she stuck her tongue out at the astonished girl. Angeline snorted. Hermione sniffed and stormed off, forgetting her textbooks in her rage. "Did you really apparate?" gasped Angeline.
"No, there's a secret passage back there," replied Rachel, jerking her thumb at the corner where she had appeared from. "Stephanie, you should pursue a career in acting."
"Thanks," said Stephanie. "But you didn't have to punch me that hard."
"Sorry," shrugged Rachel, not looking at all remorseful.
"You punched her?" drawled Artemis, lifting a dark brow.
"No, I simply hit her with my fist," snapped Rachel. "Honestly! Highest tested IQ in the whole of Europe indeed!"
Artemis scowled.
"You had all better go to your classes," said Elspeth. "Or you'll get in trouble."
*
Okay, okay. I know. I didn't write anything about Christina or the rest of the other guys, but I'll do that in my next chapter. Which you will get to read.if you review. Thanks heaps, to the person who keeps reviewing, and isn't one of my friends. Oh yeah, Michelle is begging me to not put her with Harry. If I'm feeling particularly callous, though, I will. As for my paragraphs.I'm really, really, really, really sorry. My computer's stuffed up. so.that's my alibi.