Chapter Two
Detention Day
Ron held his punch. He was just about to hit Harry again. Hermione glared at them.
"I don't understand whats going on here!" she said. She put her hands on her forehead and started pacing. Then, the portrait of the Fat Lady opened. Professor McGonagall walked in.
"Oh my goodness!" she said. "What happened? I heard screams." Then she looked at the two boys. They were still bleeding. "Explain yourselves! Both of you!"
"Well, er..." Harry looked at Hermione. Hermione looked at Ron and Ron looked at Harry.
"I would like an explination!" McGonagall shifted the look on her face to both boys. None of the three students could explain what happened. Professor McGonagall looked very impatient. "Well," she started. "Since none of you can tell me whats going on, or why you are up so late, all three of you get a detention. Now go back to bed. You, Mr. Potter, need to rest most of all because you have a Quidditch match."
Then, she left the room. Harry looked at Ron. "Nice going, jerk." he said to Ron. Hermione sat down on the couch, put her face in her hands, and cried. Harry sat down next to her and put his arm around her. She buried her face in his shoulder and cried more.
"Why are you calling ME the jerk?" Ron asked Harry. "You and Hermione are the ones who didn't say anything to me!"
"Look Ron. I don't want to talk to you right now." Harry then whipsered to Hermione that he was going to walk her to her room. Then he kissed her on the cheek and helped her up. They walked past Ron to the girls' dorms. Harry kissed hermione goodnight and went to his dorm. As soon as he opened the door, Ron closed the curtains on his bed. Harry lay down on his bed and fell asleep.
The next morning, Harry woke up with a start. He shot out of his bed and down the stairs to the common room. Everyone was staring at him. He looked around at everyone. "What?" Harry said, irritated. Then it went noisy again and everyone was back to normal. Harry walked back up to his dorm and found his broomstick. He got dressed and walked out to the Quidditch Pitch. The rest of the Gryffindor players were already there, including their new keeper, Ron. Harry walked over to the group and listened to what the new captain, Marissa Chole, had to say. Ron and Harry didn't even look at each other.
"Alright!" started Marissa, in her Australian accent. "We only have one hour to practice before the game. So lets do our second best now and save the best for tonight!" Everyone mounted their brooms and kicked off. Marissa let one Bludger and the golden Snitch go, threw up the Quaffle and kicked off the ground on her broom.
Harry looked around for the Snitch. Just then, something came up behind him and almost knocked him off his broom. Harry looked behind him.
"Sorry. Didn't see you there." Ron said, and flew to the hoops.
"Yeah right." Harry mumbled under his breath. Then he saw the Snitch. He flew up behind it and cought it. Marissa blew her whistle.
"Nice job, Harry!" she yelled from across the Pitch. Harry let the Snitch go, gave it a thirty second start, and then shot after it, narrowly missing a new chaser named Alex Binsack. As soon as Harry cough the Snitch a second time, Marissa blew her whistle again and landed on the ground. All the other players followed suit and walked to the center, where Marissa was wrestling a Bludger into the box. Harry gave her the Snitch and she put that away, too.
"Alright," Marissa said. "Good practice. See you all in the locker rooms at four o'clock." Then everyone except Harry and Ron left the Pitch. Professor McGonagall walked to them.
"Good job today boys. Your's and Miss Granger's detentions will be tomorrow at seven thirty. I will be outside the Gryffindor common room, waiting for you." she said.
"Professor, does Hermione know or do you want me to tell her?" Harry asked.
"She knows. I told her this morning when she was walking down the halls."
"Ok." Harry, Ron, and Professor McGonagall walked to the school. McGonagall broke off and walked to her office. Harry and Ron walked in silence to the common room.
Only hours later, it was time for the Quidditch match against Slytherin. Harry had a sickining feeling that something not good was going to happen. As luck would have it, something bad did happen. A Bludger almost hit Harry in the face, but he dodged it. The Bludger swong around and hit Ron.
"HARRY!" Ron yelled angerly at him.
"I didn't do it!" Harry yelled back. It seemed like they were never going to get along again. After about what seemed like 5 hours, Harry managed to sneak around Draco Malfoy and give him quite the shock of catching the Snitch. The game was over. Harry had won it for Gryffindor.
Hermione came running down from the stands. "Harry!" she yelled, trying to be heard over the uproar of three quarters of the croud. Then she kissed Harry. "You did great, Sweetie!"
"Sweetie?" Harry tried to ask Hermione, but a cround of Gryffindors were around him congratulating him for winning the first game of the season. Then he smiled to himself. "Sweetie." he thought. Now he just needed a pet name for her.
Detention Day
Ron held his punch. He was just about to hit Harry again. Hermione glared at them.
"I don't understand whats going on here!" she said. She put her hands on her forehead and started pacing. Then, the portrait of the Fat Lady opened. Professor McGonagall walked in.
"Oh my goodness!" she said. "What happened? I heard screams." Then she looked at the two boys. They were still bleeding. "Explain yourselves! Both of you!"
"Well, er..." Harry looked at Hermione. Hermione looked at Ron and Ron looked at Harry.
"I would like an explination!" McGonagall shifted the look on her face to both boys. None of the three students could explain what happened. Professor McGonagall looked very impatient. "Well," she started. "Since none of you can tell me whats going on, or why you are up so late, all three of you get a detention. Now go back to bed. You, Mr. Potter, need to rest most of all because you have a Quidditch match."
Then, she left the room. Harry looked at Ron. "Nice going, jerk." he said to Ron. Hermione sat down on the couch, put her face in her hands, and cried. Harry sat down next to her and put his arm around her. She buried her face in his shoulder and cried more.
"Why are you calling ME the jerk?" Ron asked Harry. "You and Hermione are the ones who didn't say anything to me!"
"Look Ron. I don't want to talk to you right now." Harry then whipsered to Hermione that he was going to walk her to her room. Then he kissed her on the cheek and helped her up. They walked past Ron to the girls' dorms. Harry kissed hermione goodnight and went to his dorm. As soon as he opened the door, Ron closed the curtains on his bed. Harry lay down on his bed and fell asleep.
The next morning, Harry woke up with a start. He shot out of his bed and down the stairs to the common room. Everyone was staring at him. He looked around at everyone. "What?" Harry said, irritated. Then it went noisy again and everyone was back to normal. Harry walked back up to his dorm and found his broomstick. He got dressed and walked out to the Quidditch Pitch. The rest of the Gryffindor players were already there, including their new keeper, Ron. Harry walked over to the group and listened to what the new captain, Marissa Chole, had to say. Ron and Harry didn't even look at each other.
"Alright!" started Marissa, in her Australian accent. "We only have one hour to practice before the game. So lets do our second best now and save the best for tonight!" Everyone mounted their brooms and kicked off. Marissa let one Bludger and the golden Snitch go, threw up the Quaffle and kicked off the ground on her broom.
Harry looked around for the Snitch. Just then, something came up behind him and almost knocked him off his broom. Harry looked behind him.
"Sorry. Didn't see you there." Ron said, and flew to the hoops.
"Yeah right." Harry mumbled under his breath. Then he saw the Snitch. He flew up behind it and cought it. Marissa blew her whistle.
"Nice job, Harry!" she yelled from across the Pitch. Harry let the Snitch go, gave it a thirty second start, and then shot after it, narrowly missing a new chaser named Alex Binsack. As soon as Harry cough the Snitch a second time, Marissa blew her whistle again and landed on the ground. All the other players followed suit and walked to the center, where Marissa was wrestling a Bludger into the box. Harry gave her the Snitch and she put that away, too.
"Alright," Marissa said. "Good practice. See you all in the locker rooms at four o'clock." Then everyone except Harry and Ron left the Pitch. Professor McGonagall walked to them.
"Good job today boys. Your's and Miss Granger's detentions will be tomorrow at seven thirty. I will be outside the Gryffindor common room, waiting for you." she said.
"Professor, does Hermione know or do you want me to tell her?" Harry asked.
"She knows. I told her this morning when she was walking down the halls."
"Ok." Harry, Ron, and Professor McGonagall walked to the school. McGonagall broke off and walked to her office. Harry and Ron walked in silence to the common room.
Only hours later, it was time for the Quidditch match against Slytherin. Harry had a sickining feeling that something not good was going to happen. As luck would have it, something bad did happen. A Bludger almost hit Harry in the face, but he dodged it. The Bludger swong around and hit Ron.
"HARRY!" Ron yelled angerly at him.
"I didn't do it!" Harry yelled back. It seemed like they were never going to get along again. After about what seemed like 5 hours, Harry managed to sneak around Draco Malfoy and give him quite the shock of catching the Snitch. The game was over. Harry had won it for Gryffindor.
Hermione came running down from the stands. "Harry!" she yelled, trying to be heard over the uproar of three quarters of the croud. Then she kissed Harry. "You did great, Sweetie!"
"Sweetie?" Harry tried to ask Hermione, but a cround of Gryffindors were around him congratulating him for winning the first game of the season. Then he smiled to himself. "Sweetie." he thought. Now he just needed a pet name for her.