Chapter 30!
Ooh yeah! Thanks to everyone who reviewed so far, which unfortunately....sigh. Only contains two anonymouses, and my friends. Right, well, seeing that it's chapter *30*, I'm gonna make this chapter as long as I can. So you make your REVIEWS as long as you can. And if you haven't WRITTEN any reviews, my other chapter will be even longer than this one, because it will be filled with so. Many. DAMN. SWEAR WORDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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"What a soppy speech," muttered Draco, wiping away a tear from a cold eye.
Sarah glared at him. "Why are you crying, then?"
"I am NOT crying," snapped Draco, reaching inside his robes for his wand. But his hands met nothing but cloth. Freezing, the boy dug deeper in his robes, but to no avail. And he would have dug deeper still, had not a voice behind him suddenly said, "What's wrong? You look like you've got a tick in your butt or something."
Draco turned a very bright crimson, as he turned around.
"Alex!" laughed Victoria. "Don't be sick!"
The taller girl shrugged. "Well he does," she replied. Stephanie gave a watery smile. She didn't know why she was crying. She hadn't even known Fred Weasley until today. She was just like that. Plain....ugh. Shudder. Nice.
"Ron!" exclaimed Hermione, quite suddenly. "What are you doing out of bed? I thought you had a broken back!"
"I did," sniffled Ron. "But Madam Pomfrey fixed it."
"Oh," nodded Hermione, deciding it would be best not to question Ron any further, seeing the distraught state of he was in. There was bound to be trauma after the rather sudden death of his brother.
"My wand!" hissed Draco, his face mottled with panic and rage. "Where's my wand?"
"Oh no, have you lost your wand?" asked Sarah, sympathetically.
"Yes," nodded the blonde boy, looking furious. "I was just asleep for a few hours, and---"
"Days, actually," corrected Stephanie. "You and Victoria were Petrified, for a few days. Two, I think. Actually, I'm not quite sure. Maybe even just one day. Or three. Or---"
"I get the point," growled Draco, still frantically searching for his wand. "Damn it! I paid five galleons for that---"
"Five GALLEONS?" shrieked Hermione. "You know how many S-P-E-W badges you could have bought with that? You know how many lives you could have freed with that?"
"Oh get lost," said Sarah, glaring at the brunette. "Mind your own business. You have a wand of your own, don't you?"
There was a deathly silence. A landmark had been made. A Gryffindor going against a fellow Gryffindor, to defend a....Slytherin. And not just any Slytherin. Draco Malfoy, the most pompous of them all. The arrogant (censored) who is Harry's sworn enemy. He, who foiled their plans, in whatever way he could. He, who had chosen....
*deep intake of breath from audience*
Neapolitan ice cream over Cookies 'n Cream!
Gasp!
He had also chosen 'You-know-who's' side over the good, but who can possibly turn down Cookies 'n Cream? It would have been alright if he had chosen mint choc chip over Cookies 'n Cream, but Neapolitan! It's quite good, but Cookies 'n Cream rocks this world! Not literally, but you know what I mean. Ugh! Disgraceful! Neapolitan, better than Cookies 'n Cream indeed!
"Wh....what did you just say?" stammered Hermione, aghast.
"I SAID, you have a wand of your own, don't you? I don't see YOU throwing it away, just for your 'spew' or whatever," repeated Sarah, blushing slightly, but still defiant in defending Draco.
Alex giggled.
"Ew, gross! She didn't mean it like that!" groaned Victoria, when she realised what her friend was laughing about. "She meant the CLUB, spew."
"IT'S NOT SPEW!" screamed Hermione, jumping up and down in frustration. Hmm....then again, there isn't really anywhere else you can jump, is there? I mean, you can jump left and right, can you? Ah well.
"It's---"
"Some people eat whales?" giggled Victoria.
"AGHR!" Tossing her hair in fury, Hermione sent a lightning bolt shooting past Victoria.
"Wow," said Victoria. "Your hair's really frizzy. Talk about static electricity."
"YOU INFURIATING BEING!" shrieked Hermione, stomping off in a huff. Ron looked as if he was going to follow her, but Alex stopped him.
"No!" she wailed. "Don't go!"
"Uh...." Ron looked uncertain, and took another step forward. Harry followed him.
"COME BACK, YOU MEANIES!" shouted Christina. "YOU'RE ALL MEANY POOS! COME BACK, HARRY!"
However, when Harry failed to do so, she lunged forward and stabbed Ron with the tip of her 'wand'.
"YEOWCH!" cried Ron, leaping up, as several potential spells shot through him.
"RON! MY DARLING! MY LOVED ONE! SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU LEAVE ME?" sobbed Alex, as she dragged him out of Christina's range.
"HA! TAKE THAT, CARROT HAIR!" cackled Christina, waving the 'wand' triumphantly in the air. Unfortunately, it was only capable of doing a certain amount of spells, before it had to be replaced. With a humming noise, the wand slowly drooped over, and an awful stench began drifting from it.
"Phaw! That stinks!" exclaimed Victoria, blocking her nose.
"I know you said that you didn't like to shower, and preferred to smell bad, but...." began Stephanie, eyeing Christina with distaste.
"Huh?" said Christina, looking around blankly.
"Uh....Christina...." said Harry, uncertainly. Christina took a step towards him. The stench of the cheap, substitute wand was overpowering. Harry fainted.
"HARRY?" screamed Christina, in alarm.
"MY WAND! WHERE'S MY BLOODY WAND?" bellowed Draco.
"Here, I'll help you look for it," offered Sarah.
"Me too," said Susie, delighted at the prospect of a search. After all, seeing that a student had just died, they would have the rest of the day off.
"I wanna come too!" said Louisa, not wanting to be left out. Glancing at Christina, who was almost in hysterics, Amelia hastily added, "Just lead the way."
So the four headed down a corridor.
"Come on," whined Vanessa. "Now that that stupid broom thing's over, we can do some PROPER studying."
At that minute, Angeline had just stepped out into the corridor, and at the word 'studying', she beamed widely.
"YEAH!" she said, with gusto. "I'VE BEEN ITCHING TO DO SOME STUDYING!" Just HOW itching though, she was yet to find out.
"Good. I brought a book along to...." Vanessa paused, for the effect, but subtlety was no gift of hers. "Study." She finished, with relish.
"EXCELLENT!" exclaimed Angeline, snatching the book from Vanessa. She opened the maths book, and began reading. However, on the second word, she began sneezing violently. "Can (achoo) I (achoo) have a....a....choo! tissue?" she sniffed. Vanessa took one look at Angeline's face, and began trembling all over.
"AHHH!" she screamed. Well, actually, she lifted her voice, seeing that Vanessa almost never screams.
"What's wrong?" asked Angeline.
"Your-your-your face!" whispered Vanessa.
"Yeah. Harry's is nicer," said Christina.
"Shut up, Christina," snapped Angeline, peering into the nearest mirror. Shards of glass flew past her face, as the mirror cracked. Bending down and covering her face, Angeline screamed. When she took her hands away from her face, Christina screamed. Leanne jumped and hit her head on the ceiling.
"EW! THAT'S NOT FUNNY!" shrieked Christina. "TAKE THAT MASK OFF!"
"What the hell are you talking about, you moron?" said Angeline, frowning. She lifted her hands to her face again, and her fingers touched enormous bumps.
"AHHH!" she screamed. "I'VE GOT BOILS ON MY FACE!"
"Pink and green ones," said Christina, making a face. "Ew. And they're shaped like smiley-faces."
In her panic, Angeline tore out of the hall, dashing up to the Ravenclaw Commonroom. She had forgotten the password, but once she lifted her face to plead with the guardian who guarded the room, it fainted and the portrait swung open. Grabbing the nearest Ravenclaw, Angeline yelled, "WHAT THE HELL IS ON MY FACE?"
Cho Chang took one look at Angeline's face and screamed. "Good question!" she stammered.
"THIS IS NOT LOGICAL! WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME?" sobbed Angeline. "I SHOULD KNOW! THIS IS VERY, VERY, VERY WRONG! AND GROSS, BUT UNLOGICAL IS EVEN WORSE! OH NO! IT'S ILLOGICAL!"
Whilst the other girl was distracted, Cho Chang fled up the stairs.
* "Hey, Sarah!" grinned Michelle, as the two groups passed each other in the corridor.
"Hi, Michelle. Have you seen a wand anywhere?" asked Sarah, gesturing to the sulking boy beside her. "Draco's lost his."
Rachel blinked. "Really?" she asked, feigning surprise. "Where?"
"In the hospital wing, where else, you stupid girl?" snapped Draco.
"Oh....I dunno. Maybe....out the window?" smiled Rachel, toying with the wand in her pocket.
"Huh?" Draco didn't understand. Sarah did.
"Oh!" she cried. "You've got it! Thanks so much!"
Rachel looked as if she were about to protest, but finally, she shrugged. "Yeah. I dunno why you want to help him, though. Talk about RUDE."
Sarah nodded and gave Draco a disapproving look. "Say please," she prompted. The boy frowned and clenched his teeth.
"C'nIpleasehavemywand?" he mumbled.
"What?"
"I SAID canIpleasehavemywand?" repeated Draco, furiously.
Rachel crossed her arms. "I still can't hear you."
"CAN I PLEASE HAVE MY WAND?" hissed Draco. Then he looked around nervously, before holding out his hand. "Well?"
"Yeah, whatever," shrugged Rachel, handing the missing item over. She had stepped on it before, anyway, and it was shooting mysterious sparks around the place.
Normally, a Malfoy would have left it at that. Just walked off and hoped that the person would keep quiet. However, another icy look from the group of girls told him that they were still not satisfied.
"Thanks," he muttered.
Susie smiled and applauded. "That wasn't so hard now, was it?"
Draco muttered something inaudible under his breath.
"Ooh....tut, tut, tut," said Amelia, wagging her finger at him. Michelle waved her middle finger at him.
A second later, Draco went up in flames. Again. He was beginning to smell quite crispy.
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Okay. So it wasn't as long as I'd hoped it would be. Well, anyway. Still kinda long. Now, I've done my bit. You do yours, and REVIEW
Ooh yeah! Thanks to everyone who reviewed so far, which unfortunately....sigh. Only contains two anonymouses, and my friends. Right, well, seeing that it's chapter *30*, I'm gonna make this chapter as long as I can. So you make your REVIEWS as long as you can. And if you haven't WRITTEN any reviews, my other chapter will be even longer than this one, because it will be filled with so. Many. DAMN. SWEAR WORDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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"What a soppy speech," muttered Draco, wiping away a tear from a cold eye.
Sarah glared at him. "Why are you crying, then?"
"I am NOT crying," snapped Draco, reaching inside his robes for his wand. But his hands met nothing but cloth. Freezing, the boy dug deeper in his robes, but to no avail. And he would have dug deeper still, had not a voice behind him suddenly said, "What's wrong? You look like you've got a tick in your butt or something."
Draco turned a very bright crimson, as he turned around.
"Alex!" laughed Victoria. "Don't be sick!"
The taller girl shrugged. "Well he does," she replied. Stephanie gave a watery smile. She didn't know why she was crying. She hadn't even known Fred Weasley until today. She was just like that. Plain....ugh. Shudder. Nice.
"Ron!" exclaimed Hermione, quite suddenly. "What are you doing out of bed? I thought you had a broken back!"
"I did," sniffled Ron. "But Madam Pomfrey fixed it."
"Oh," nodded Hermione, deciding it would be best not to question Ron any further, seeing the distraught state of he was in. There was bound to be trauma after the rather sudden death of his brother.
"My wand!" hissed Draco, his face mottled with panic and rage. "Where's my wand?"
"Oh no, have you lost your wand?" asked Sarah, sympathetically.
"Yes," nodded the blonde boy, looking furious. "I was just asleep for a few hours, and---"
"Days, actually," corrected Stephanie. "You and Victoria were Petrified, for a few days. Two, I think. Actually, I'm not quite sure. Maybe even just one day. Or three. Or---"
"I get the point," growled Draco, still frantically searching for his wand. "Damn it! I paid five galleons for that---"
"Five GALLEONS?" shrieked Hermione. "You know how many S-P-E-W badges you could have bought with that? You know how many lives you could have freed with that?"
"Oh get lost," said Sarah, glaring at the brunette. "Mind your own business. You have a wand of your own, don't you?"
There was a deathly silence. A landmark had been made. A Gryffindor going against a fellow Gryffindor, to defend a....Slytherin. And not just any Slytherin. Draco Malfoy, the most pompous of them all. The arrogant (censored) who is Harry's sworn enemy. He, who foiled their plans, in whatever way he could. He, who had chosen....
*deep intake of breath from audience*
Neapolitan ice cream over Cookies 'n Cream!
Gasp!
He had also chosen 'You-know-who's' side over the good, but who can possibly turn down Cookies 'n Cream? It would have been alright if he had chosen mint choc chip over Cookies 'n Cream, but Neapolitan! It's quite good, but Cookies 'n Cream rocks this world! Not literally, but you know what I mean. Ugh! Disgraceful! Neapolitan, better than Cookies 'n Cream indeed!
"Wh....what did you just say?" stammered Hermione, aghast.
"I SAID, you have a wand of your own, don't you? I don't see YOU throwing it away, just for your 'spew' or whatever," repeated Sarah, blushing slightly, but still defiant in defending Draco.
Alex giggled.
"Ew, gross! She didn't mean it like that!" groaned Victoria, when she realised what her friend was laughing about. "She meant the CLUB, spew."
"IT'S NOT SPEW!" screamed Hermione, jumping up and down in frustration. Hmm....then again, there isn't really anywhere else you can jump, is there? I mean, you can jump left and right, can you? Ah well.
"It's---"
"Some people eat whales?" giggled Victoria.
"AGHR!" Tossing her hair in fury, Hermione sent a lightning bolt shooting past Victoria.
"Wow," said Victoria. "Your hair's really frizzy. Talk about static electricity."
"YOU INFURIATING BEING!" shrieked Hermione, stomping off in a huff. Ron looked as if he was going to follow her, but Alex stopped him.
"No!" she wailed. "Don't go!"
"Uh...." Ron looked uncertain, and took another step forward. Harry followed him.
"COME BACK, YOU MEANIES!" shouted Christina. "YOU'RE ALL MEANY POOS! COME BACK, HARRY!"
However, when Harry failed to do so, she lunged forward and stabbed Ron with the tip of her 'wand'.
"YEOWCH!" cried Ron, leaping up, as several potential spells shot through him.
"RON! MY DARLING! MY LOVED ONE! SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU LEAVE ME?" sobbed Alex, as she dragged him out of Christina's range.
"HA! TAKE THAT, CARROT HAIR!" cackled Christina, waving the 'wand' triumphantly in the air. Unfortunately, it was only capable of doing a certain amount of spells, before it had to be replaced. With a humming noise, the wand slowly drooped over, and an awful stench began drifting from it.
"Phaw! That stinks!" exclaimed Victoria, blocking her nose.
"I know you said that you didn't like to shower, and preferred to smell bad, but...." began Stephanie, eyeing Christina with distaste.
"Huh?" said Christina, looking around blankly.
"Uh....Christina...." said Harry, uncertainly. Christina took a step towards him. The stench of the cheap, substitute wand was overpowering. Harry fainted.
"HARRY?" screamed Christina, in alarm.
"MY WAND! WHERE'S MY BLOODY WAND?" bellowed Draco.
"Here, I'll help you look for it," offered Sarah.
"Me too," said Susie, delighted at the prospect of a search. After all, seeing that a student had just died, they would have the rest of the day off.
"I wanna come too!" said Louisa, not wanting to be left out. Glancing at Christina, who was almost in hysterics, Amelia hastily added, "Just lead the way."
So the four headed down a corridor.
"Come on," whined Vanessa. "Now that that stupid broom thing's over, we can do some PROPER studying."
At that minute, Angeline had just stepped out into the corridor, and at the word 'studying', she beamed widely.
"YEAH!" she said, with gusto. "I'VE BEEN ITCHING TO DO SOME STUDYING!" Just HOW itching though, she was yet to find out.
"Good. I brought a book along to...." Vanessa paused, for the effect, but subtlety was no gift of hers. "Study." She finished, with relish.
"EXCELLENT!" exclaimed Angeline, snatching the book from Vanessa. She opened the maths book, and began reading. However, on the second word, she began sneezing violently. "Can (achoo) I (achoo) have a....a....choo! tissue?" she sniffed. Vanessa took one look at Angeline's face, and began trembling all over.
"AHHH!" she screamed. Well, actually, she lifted her voice, seeing that Vanessa almost never screams.
"What's wrong?" asked Angeline.
"Your-your-your face!" whispered Vanessa.
"Yeah. Harry's is nicer," said Christina.
"Shut up, Christina," snapped Angeline, peering into the nearest mirror. Shards of glass flew past her face, as the mirror cracked. Bending down and covering her face, Angeline screamed. When she took her hands away from her face, Christina screamed. Leanne jumped and hit her head on the ceiling.
"EW! THAT'S NOT FUNNY!" shrieked Christina. "TAKE THAT MASK OFF!"
"What the hell are you talking about, you moron?" said Angeline, frowning. She lifted her hands to her face again, and her fingers touched enormous bumps.
"AHHH!" she screamed. "I'VE GOT BOILS ON MY FACE!"
"Pink and green ones," said Christina, making a face. "Ew. And they're shaped like smiley-faces."
In her panic, Angeline tore out of the hall, dashing up to the Ravenclaw Commonroom. She had forgotten the password, but once she lifted her face to plead with the guardian who guarded the room, it fainted and the portrait swung open. Grabbing the nearest Ravenclaw, Angeline yelled, "WHAT THE HELL IS ON MY FACE?"
Cho Chang took one look at Angeline's face and screamed. "Good question!" she stammered.
"THIS IS NOT LOGICAL! WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME?" sobbed Angeline. "I SHOULD KNOW! THIS IS VERY, VERY, VERY WRONG! AND GROSS, BUT UNLOGICAL IS EVEN WORSE! OH NO! IT'S ILLOGICAL!"
Whilst the other girl was distracted, Cho Chang fled up the stairs.
* "Hey, Sarah!" grinned Michelle, as the two groups passed each other in the corridor.
"Hi, Michelle. Have you seen a wand anywhere?" asked Sarah, gesturing to the sulking boy beside her. "Draco's lost his."
Rachel blinked. "Really?" she asked, feigning surprise. "Where?"
"In the hospital wing, where else, you stupid girl?" snapped Draco.
"Oh....I dunno. Maybe....out the window?" smiled Rachel, toying with the wand in her pocket.
"Huh?" Draco didn't understand. Sarah did.
"Oh!" she cried. "You've got it! Thanks so much!"
Rachel looked as if she were about to protest, but finally, she shrugged. "Yeah. I dunno why you want to help him, though. Talk about RUDE."
Sarah nodded and gave Draco a disapproving look. "Say please," she prompted. The boy frowned and clenched his teeth.
"C'nIpleasehavemywand?" he mumbled.
"What?"
"I SAID canIpleasehavemywand?" repeated Draco, furiously.
Rachel crossed her arms. "I still can't hear you."
"CAN I PLEASE HAVE MY WAND?" hissed Draco. Then he looked around nervously, before holding out his hand. "Well?"
"Yeah, whatever," shrugged Rachel, handing the missing item over. She had stepped on it before, anyway, and it was shooting mysterious sparks around the place.
Normally, a Malfoy would have left it at that. Just walked off and hoped that the person would keep quiet. However, another icy look from the group of girls told him that they were still not satisfied.
"Thanks," he muttered.
Susie smiled and applauded. "That wasn't so hard now, was it?"
Draco muttered something inaudible under his breath.
"Ooh....tut, tut, tut," said Amelia, wagging her finger at him. Michelle waved her middle finger at him.
A second later, Draco went up in flames. Again. He was beginning to smell quite crispy.
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Okay. So it wasn't as long as I'd hoped it would be. Well, anyway. Still kinda long. Now, I've done my bit. You do yours, and REVIEW