Chapter 2
Ron and Hermione left the hospital wing and went down to the great hall. They were managing to get along well without Harry (that is, they hadn't started screaming at each other yet) when one of the twins threw a spoonful of mashed potato at Malfoy.
The way it splattered on his cheek made all the Slytherins' jaws drop. Soon, they were all retaliating. Half of the Gryffindor table was throwing food as well now. Many of the teachers were shouting, telling them all the next person to throw something would receive detention for a year, but no one listened.
The Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws had joined the Gryffindors in the food war against Slytherin now. Hermione was watching in shock as food flew in arcs across the room. Ron had managed to get Malfoy with a significant number of sprouts, which had not pleased Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle. Crabbe avenged Malfoy by hitting Ron with a plate of cabbage.
Hermione glowered. She whipped her wand out, and whispered "wingardium leviosa". A jug of gravy hovered off the table. Carefully, she manoeuvred it over, until it was just above Draco's head, where she made it tip right over, pouring the gravy on his head and making the jug fall and shatter.
Ron burst out laughing. Draco was looking around, trying to figure out how it had happened. Dumbledore stood up, and made several flashes of light shoot from his wand. The fighting subsided, and he declared it was time everyone went to his or her common room.
All the Gryffindors were howling with laughter, many swearing that Dumbledore had found the whole thing hilarious and that he had been spotted chuckling.
"Hermione, that was incredible!" Ron said. "The way he couldn't figure out how it had happened. You're a genius!"
"It was nothing."
"It was amazing! It was really brave of you, if McGonagall had seen."
"It wasn't that good. Have you got any homework?"
"Divination. We're studying the Chinese Zodiac now." Ron groaned.
"How hard is that?" Hermione looked concerned. "I hope she isn't making you waste time when you could be doing something more useful." They sat down at a table together.
"Well, if I did it properly she'd probably think it wasn't depressing enough. So," he said, getting some parchment out. "I'm going to do it how she wants it."
After half an hour, Hermione had finished her Arithmancy. Ron was running out of bad things that could happen this month.
"What else can I put? I've got myself in the hospital wing, what could happen to me there?" he said, trying to think.
"Why don't you have Harry kidnapped? She loves it when stuff happens to him," Hermione said.
"Perfect!" Ron grinned. "What shall we do now?"
Lee Jordan was setting off Filibuster fireworks. Hermione and Ron were walking towards the dormitories when one was heading right towards Hermione.
Ron pulled Hermione down as fast as he could. The firework narrowly missed Ron's hand as they fell to the floor.
They both got up. No one else seemed to have noticed what happened. Hermione was blushing.
"Thank you," she stammered, looking down. Ron felt his face burn.
"Forget it," he replied, also staring intently at the ground.
"Well. see you tomorrow." Hermione said, and headed up the Girls' stairs.
"Night," Ron called up after her.
***End of chapter 2***
Sorry for the wait, I'll try to write more frequently. Please review! =)
Ron and Hermione left the hospital wing and went down to the great hall. They were managing to get along well without Harry (that is, they hadn't started screaming at each other yet) when one of the twins threw a spoonful of mashed potato at Malfoy.
The way it splattered on his cheek made all the Slytherins' jaws drop. Soon, they were all retaliating. Half of the Gryffindor table was throwing food as well now. Many of the teachers were shouting, telling them all the next person to throw something would receive detention for a year, but no one listened.
The Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws had joined the Gryffindors in the food war against Slytherin now. Hermione was watching in shock as food flew in arcs across the room. Ron had managed to get Malfoy with a significant number of sprouts, which had not pleased Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle. Crabbe avenged Malfoy by hitting Ron with a plate of cabbage.
Hermione glowered. She whipped her wand out, and whispered "wingardium leviosa". A jug of gravy hovered off the table. Carefully, she manoeuvred it over, until it was just above Draco's head, where she made it tip right over, pouring the gravy on his head and making the jug fall and shatter.
Ron burst out laughing. Draco was looking around, trying to figure out how it had happened. Dumbledore stood up, and made several flashes of light shoot from his wand. The fighting subsided, and he declared it was time everyone went to his or her common room.
All the Gryffindors were howling with laughter, many swearing that Dumbledore had found the whole thing hilarious and that he had been spotted chuckling.
"Hermione, that was incredible!" Ron said. "The way he couldn't figure out how it had happened. You're a genius!"
"It was nothing."
"It was amazing! It was really brave of you, if McGonagall had seen."
"It wasn't that good. Have you got any homework?"
"Divination. We're studying the Chinese Zodiac now." Ron groaned.
"How hard is that?" Hermione looked concerned. "I hope she isn't making you waste time when you could be doing something more useful." They sat down at a table together.
"Well, if I did it properly she'd probably think it wasn't depressing enough. So," he said, getting some parchment out. "I'm going to do it how she wants it."
After half an hour, Hermione had finished her Arithmancy. Ron was running out of bad things that could happen this month.
"What else can I put? I've got myself in the hospital wing, what could happen to me there?" he said, trying to think.
"Why don't you have Harry kidnapped? She loves it when stuff happens to him," Hermione said.
"Perfect!" Ron grinned. "What shall we do now?"
Lee Jordan was setting off Filibuster fireworks. Hermione and Ron were walking towards the dormitories when one was heading right towards Hermione.
Ron pulled Hermione down as fast as he could. The firework narrowly missed Ron's hand as they fell to the floor.
They both got up. No one else seemed to have noticed what happened. Hermione was blushing.
"Thank you," she stammered, looking down. Ron felt his face burn.
"Forget it," he replied, also staring intently at the ground.
"Well. see you tomorrow." Hermione said, and headed up the Girls' stairs.
"Night," Ron called up after her.
***End of chapter 2***
Sorry for the wait, I'll try to write more frequently. Please review! =)