Chapter 2 The Experiment
"It's so good to be back!" announced Hermione.
"Only for you," stated Ron. "The only thing I'm looking forward to is to another year of beating Malfoy at Quidditch."
"Yeah, I can't wait until Quidditch starts either!" Harry exclaimed excitedly.
They sat down at the Gryffindor table and looked at the top of the Great hall. The first years were getting sorted into the houses. Harry wasn't really paying attention. He looked up at the staff table to see which teachers he was going to have this year. He noticed that there were two empty seats and that Fred and George weren't there yet.
"Hey, where are Fred and George?" Harry asked Ron.
"I dunno. Probably somewhere pullin' a prank as usual!" replied Ron.
Harry stared at the ceiling for sometime. It was enchanted to look like the sky outside. Right now it was all different colors due to the sunset. It was pastel colors. Pastel blue, pink, and orange. With a hint of black creeping after all the colors. It was beautiful. It was almost as beautiful as Cho. He looked over at Cho.
But Cho wasn't looking at him. It looked as if she was staring at another guy. Someone in the Hufflepuff house. His name was Stephen Holling. He was a little taller than Harry, had blonde hair, blue eyes, and was also in his seventh year. Harry's brow furrowed. Ron noticed.
"Harry. What's up?"
"Look at Cho."
"Yeah. What's wrong?"
"She's looking at that other kid."
"Harry, she's not looking at anybody else! She's watching the Sorting going on."
Harry could feel his cheeks going red. He was frustrated, confused, jealous, and embarrassed all at once. She was watching the Sorting.
All of a sudden they heard a loud BANG! Harry, Ron, and Hermione all turned to each other.
"The twins!" they all said in unison.
Sure enough Fred and George came into the Great Hall smoking from the ears. As they walked in they everyone covered their noses. They smelled of burning rubber.
"Oi everybody!" yelled George.
He and Fred waved. Professor Dumbledore stood up. Everyone became silent.
"Weasley!" at this Ron went very pink, even though Dumbledore wasn't addressing him. "Explain this mess! And explain to us why you smell of burning rubber!"
"Oh that! That was an experiment for our first class," answered Fred. "You don't mind if we do our first class right here do you?"
"Teach your class here?" asked Dumbledore. He hesitated. "Well, show us then."
"Oi! Malfoy!" shouted Fred.
"Your experiment was on a student?" Dumbledore's voice was a little stronger then he would have used regularly.
"Well, yes and no!" stated George. "Come Malfoy!"
Malfoy came in. He had pink hair and his robes were sineged at the ends. He also had a swollen tongue. Everyone started laughing. But Harry, Ron, and Hermione were laughing the hardest. All Malfoy could do was sneer at all the people.
"This class," Fred said trying to sound much like a teacher teaching his class. "This is what you get if your not careful and you try to do the slobbertongue curse. This curse will have your tongue suck up all of your saliva like a sponge. Your tongue will then start to swell. If you don't have any practice at this then it will bounce off your opponent and hit you. The curse hits you instead and turns your hair colors." Fred pointed to Malfoy.
"Actually Malfoy, pink is your color!" chuckled George.
The Great Hall roared. At this point Dumbledore stood up. The Hall fell silent once more.
"That is enough," smiled Dumbledore. "Now please be kind enough to escort Mr. Malfoy to the Hospital Wing, Mr. Weasley!" He addressed both of them.
The Feast began later than it was supposed to. They finally ate and then went off to bed. Harry was surprised to see Dean Thomas as Prefect, instead of Hermione as Prefect. Dean led the way to the Gryffindor tower. When they had finally gotten into the Common Room everyone had gone straight up to their beds and fell asleep. Harry decided to ask Hermione what happened to being Prefect the next day.
A/N: Ok. Sorry to everyone who had read this chapter before I made the changes. If you haven't read this chapter before, I had put Dean as being a Head Boy instead of Prefect. And I apologize much! Thank you for telling me! And please review! I need help. as you can see (both mentally and physically!) Ha ha. I'm just messing around! But seriously! Please review! Thank you much! Love~ Danniegrl
"It's so good to be back!" announced Hermione.
"Only for you," stated Ron. "The only thing I'm looking forward to is to another year of beating Malfoy at Quidditch."
"Yeah, I can't wait until Quidditch starts either!" Harry exclaimed excitedly.
They sat down at the Gryffindor table and looked at the top of the Great hall. The first years were getting sorted into the houses. Harry wasn't really paying attention. He looked up at the staff table to see which teachers he was going to have this year. He noticed that there were two empty seats and that Fred and George weren't there yet.
"Hey, where are Fred and George?" Harry asked Ron.
"I dunno. Probably somewhere pullin' a prank as usual!" replied Ron.
Harry stared at the ceiling for sometime. It was enchanted to look like the sky outside. Right now it was all different colors due to the sunset. It was pastel colors. Pastel blue, pink, and orange. With a hint of black creeping after all the colors. It was beautiful. It was almost as beautiful as Cho. He looked over at Cho.
But Cho wasn't looking at him. It looked as if she was staring at another guy. Someone in the Hufflepuff house. His name was Stephen Holling. He was a little taller than Harry, had blonde hair, blue eyes, and was also in his seventh year. Harry's brow furrowed. Ron noticed.
"Harry. What's up?"
"Look at Cho."
"Yeah. What's wrong?"
"She's looking at that other kid."
"Harry, she's not looking at anybody else! She's watching the Sorting going on."
Harry could feel his cheeks going red. He was frustrated, confused, jealous, and embarrassed all at once. She was watching the Sorting.
All of a sudden they heard a loud BANG! Harry, Ron, and Hermione all turned to each other.
"The twins!" they all said in unison.
Sure enough Fred and George came into the Great Hall smoking from the ears. As they walked in they everyone covered their noses. They smelled of burning rubber.
"Oi everybody!" yelled George.
He and Fred waved. Professor Dumbledore stood up. Everyone became silent.
"Weasley!" at this Ron went very pink, even though Dumbledore wasn't addressing him. "Explain this mess! And explain to us why you smell of burning rubber!"
"Oh that! That was an experiment for our first class," answered Fred. "You don't mind if we do our first class right here do you?"
"Teach your class here?" asked Dumbledore. He hesitated. "Well, show us then."
"Oi! Malfoy!" shouted Fred.
"Your experiment was on a student?" Dumbledore's voice was a little stronger then he would have used regularly.
"Well, yes and no!" stated George. "Come Malfoy!"
Malfoy came in. He had pink hair and his robes were sineged at the ends. He also had a swollen tongue. Everyone started laughing. But Harry, Ron, and Hermione were laughing the hardest. All Malfoy could do was sneer at all the people.
"This class," Fred said trying to sound much like a teacher teaching his class. "This is what you get if your not careful and you try to do the slobbertongue curse. This curse will have your tongue suck up all of your saliva like a sponge. Your tongue will then start to swell. If you don't have any practice at this then it will bounce off your opponent and hit you. The curse hits you instead and turns your hair colors." Fred pointed to Malfoy.
"Actually Malfoy, pink is your color!" chuckled George.
The Great Hall roared. At this point Dumbledore stood up. The Hall fell silent once more.
"That is enough," smiled Dumbledore. "Now please be kind enough to escort Mr. Malfoy to the Hospital Wing, Mr. Weasley!" He addressed both of them.
The Feast began later than it was supposed to. They finally ate and then went off to bed. Harry was surprised to see Dean Thomas as Prefect, instead of Hermione as Prefect. Dean led the way to the Gryffindor tower. When they had finally gotten into the Common Room everyone had gone straight up to their beds and fell asleep. Harry decided to ask Hermione what happened to being Prefect the next day.
A/N: Ok. Sorry to everyone who had read this chapter before I made the changes. If you haven't read this chapter before, I had put Dean as being a Head Boy instead of Prefect. And I apologize much! Thank you for telling me! And please review! I need help. as you can see (both mentally and physically!) Ha ha. I'm just messing around! But seriously! Please review! Thank you much! Love~ Danniegrl