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Chapter 7: Staring
"Today class, unlike last year, we will be learning how to transform certain objects into animals," began Professor McGonagall and placed a copper glass onto Neville's desk that was in front of her, "Like so."
She pointed her wand at the glass. "Transformulus." There was a light and the glass seemed to shape-shift into a kitten with white hair and blue eyes. The boys seemed to be amazed, while the girls cooed with aw at the adorable kitten.
"This year will be more difficult than last year and it would be slightly easier for those who have done well in the past," continued the professor. All of a sudden a certain redhead sneezed which sounded a lot like Hermione. She, who was sitting next to Ron, elbowed him in the ribs, and he responded with a yelp.
"I have given each of you a quill to transform into any animal you wish." Dean and Seamus had an evil look on their face.
"But it must not be larger than the object," added McGonagall. Both the boys face faulted. "You may begin."
Hermione pointed her wand at the quill on her desk and did the exact same thing her professor did. "Transformulus."
The tip of her wand emitted a light on the gray-black quill and it transformed into an owl. It was the same height as the length of the quill. It looked at its surroundings and cocked its head to the side that made him looked confused.
"Well done Ms. Granger," said the professor from behind Hermione, "And on your first try too. 10 points to Gryffindor."
Hermione smiled sheepishly while Ron made a look at her owl mumbling something about being too smart for your own good.
"What are you whining about, Ron?" asked Harry noticing the look on his friend's face, "I mean, at least we get the points."
"And besides," added Claire petting the gray owl, "You haven't even tried to transform your quill yet."
Ron sighed. "Yeah, yeah. Hold your horses." Ron took out his wand and pointed at his quill.
"Tranformulus."
Bang! An explosion was heard and the group was engulfed in smoke. Lucky for our little Ronnie-kins, it wasn't he who caused it. When it cleared, Seamus was covered in ashes, coughing like everyone else and Ron just stared at the quill in front of him. It looked the same as before -gray and black.
"Damn it!" cursed Ron, "Stupid, goddamn wand! Can't even make an explosion when I want it to!"
Ron cursed even more and began literally whacking his wand at the quill. "Dumb, stupid, retarded wand-"
Bang! (Ok, now who DIDN'T see this coming?)
Their side of the room was once again covered in smoke. A faint curse could be heard near beside Harry. As the smoke cleared, Ron's face could be seen covered in ashes. Ron sighed. Professor McGonagall shook her head in dismay, muttering something about safety equipment for next year.
"Ron?" asked Hermione leaning forward to talk to him.
"Yeah?"
"As many times as you have seen Seamus blow up what ever that was in front of him-"
"Hey!" interrupted Seamus looking offended, "I don't ALWAYS blow up stuff in front of me."
"Uh-huh.sure," said Hermione giving him a sarcastic look, "Like I was saying, don't you think it's kind of obvious what you shouldn't do to blow it up?"
Ron seemed ticked. His face was turning almost as red as his hair which was visible through the ash on his face. He seemed to be trying to stop the urge of ripping his hair out. "Yeah, well, it isn't good for anything either!"
Harry and Hermione had seen Ron mad before and it wasn't really a pretty sight. When he tried to keep his anger to himself, it was worse. In fact, it was really freaky.
Ron took deep breaths and put on a smile that made Harry scoot away from him. Very scary.
"Um, are you okay, Ron?" asked Harry uncertainly, while still keeping his distance.
Ron was still smiling. "Oh, I'm perfectly fine."
"Mr. Weasley!" said Professor McGonagall, walking up to their table, "If you would kindly not beat your wand on the table and start paying attention, I won't take points off from my own team."
Ron looked up and smiled his freaky smile at Professor McGonagall. If you were there, you would have noticed that she scooted back away from the desk a bit.
"I'm sorry Professor McGonagall," said Ron innocently (yeah, right.) The professor seemed to be real freaked out about this.
"Well don't let it happen again," she said and walked away. Claire turned to Ron.
"You sure you're alright?" she asked.
"Oh, just peachy!" said Ron a little too angrier than intended to.
"Maybe Hermione should have a little talk with Ron," said Claire whispering to Harry while they saw Ron in the corner of their eyes smiling evilly at his quill, "I mean, it's obvious they have a crush on each other."
"Or maybe I should instead 'cause they don't exactly get along," replied Harry barely keeping his voice above a whisper, "But they do have a thing for each other. I'm surprised you noticed so easily."
Claire muttered a spell and pointed her wand at her quill. It shape- shifted into a kitten that looked similar to Professor McGonagall's animagus form.
"It was actually really obvious," said Claire still whispering, while cuddling the gray kitten.
"What are you guys whispering about?" asked Hermione suspiciously while petting her owl.
"Harry was just telling me about Snape and what to do and don't do in his class," replied Claire casually. Harry didn't say anything and tried to transform his quill into an animal. 'She's a good liar,' thought Harry. Hermione looked suspicious but she probably believed it since she began to transform something else. This is gonna be a long day.
The rest of the day went well. Charms wasn't bad since they were reviewing old spells they did the years before, and History of Magic was boring as usual. Ron, along with Harry, kept on nodding off to sleep and Hermione and Claire had to wake them up. Divination started off with the usual. Professor Trelawney gasping every time he took a look at Harry and predicting his death while giving him an eerie look. It was sorry to say that Harry didn't look very interested and ended up yawning when the divination professor told him his so called fate. Something about the Dark Lord killing him. What else was new?
"Well, that was just fascinating," said Ron sarcastically after he, along with Harry and Claire, climbed down the ladder from Divination. Hermione still refused to go to Divination telling them that it was rubbish, and was probably now getting out of Arithmancy at the moment. "After years of that rubbish, do you think she had the decency to make her class a 'little' more interesting -besides predicting your death? I mean, it's getting a bit boring."
"Ron, it already got boring -in our 'first' year," replied Harry as they were walking down the hallway towards the Great Hall, "At least she is isn't talking about 'your' death and giving you that look." Harry shuddered at the thought.
"But you guys didn't have Divination in your first year," said Claire as they turned going into another hallway.
"Exactly what I'm saying," said Harry, "It got boring before we even started to take it."
The three of them entered the Great Hall and sat down to eat for lunch.
"Hi, everyone," said Hermione taking a seat next to Ron.
"Hi, Hermione," replied Harry after swallowing the food in his mouth, "How was Arithmancy?"
"Good as usual," said Hermione filling up her plate with an assortment of food and began eating at top speed. Claire just stared looking at her surprised while Ron and Harry continued eating their meal, not noticing the way she was eating.
"Hey, Harry?" asked Claire. Harry looked up and noticed the wide-eyed look she was giving to Hermione.
"Hermione always eats like that," said Harry answering Claire's questioning look, "Especially when she has to go to the library."
"But it's only the first day."
"Yeah, but see, you don't know Hermione very well," spoke up Ron after finishing his 4th chicken leg, (and you know how big their chicken legs are) "She either goes to the library to do her homework or she just goes for the hell of it."
At this Hermione glares at him and at the same time giving him an annoyed look. Hermione put her spoon and fork down on her now empty plate. "If you guys need me I'll be at the library."
Ron gave Claire a look saying I-told-you-so while Hermione walked away carrying her book bag over her shoulder. Claire and Harry noticed Ron staring after her as she walked away. Claire just smile and Harry smirked, both of them forming a scheme to get their two friends together.
"They are so cute together," whispered Claire to Harry, and he nodded with agreement. Ron turned around to see them smiling/smirking at him. Ron turned slightly red.
"What!?" asked Ron annoyed at the looks they were giving him.
"Oh, it's nothing," said Claire and she smiled even wider.
Harry slightly leaned over to Claire. "More like definitely something." Ron was getting really suspicious now.
"What are you guys whispering about?" asked Ron regretting the answer.
"Oh, just cute you and Hermione look," said Harry really fast. Unfortunately, Ron caught the 'you and Hermione' part and turned even redder than before.
"What!?" repeated Ron redder than a tomato.
"Oh, I just said that the Charms project... uh, you and Hermione should be partners, yeah that's it!" said Harry hoping he would buy it. Unlike Claire, he sucked at lying. Lucky for him, Ron was more stupid than a goldfish (no offence to the Ron fans out there).
"I 'was' going to ask her, but she probably thinks I'm going to screw up the project.. or something like that," said Ron still giving them strange looks, "But then again, she probably would get me a good grade!"
"Sure, Ron," asked Claire irritated that Ron completely missed the point, "Just make sure you help out with the project."
"No sweat," said Ron confidently, "I'll just do whatever she tells me to do. So what's the project about again?"
Both of them sighed in exasperation. Ron was sometimes a little too dense for his own good. Later that night, Claire lay in bed thinking the best way to get the smart one and the dense one as a couple.
'This is gonna be difficult.'
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Chapter 7: Staring
"Today class, unlike last year, we will be learning how to transform certain objects into animals," began Professor McGonagall and placed a copper glass onto Neville's desk that was in front of her, "Like so."
She pointed her wand at the glass. "Transformulus." There was a light and the glass seemed to shape-shift into a kitten with white hair and blue eyes. The boys seemed to be amazed, while the girls cooed with aw at the adorable kitten.
"This year will be more difficult than last year and it would be slightly easier for those who have done well in the past," continued the professor. All of a sudden a certain redhead sneezed which sounded a lot like Hermione. She, who was sitting next to Ron, elbowed him in the ribs, and he responded with a yelp.
"I have given each of you a quill to transform into any animal you wish." Dean and Seamus had an evil look on their face.
"But it must not be larger than the object," added McGonagall. Both the boys face faulted. "You may begin."
Hermione pointed her wand at the quill on her desk and did the exact same thing her professor did. "Transformulus."
The tip of her wand emitted a light on the gray-black quill and it transformed into an owl. It was the same height as the length of the quill. It looked at its surroundings and cocked its head to the side that made him looked confused.
"Well done Ms. Granger," said the professor from behind Hermione, "And on your first try too. 10 points to Gryffindor."
Hermione smiled sheepishly while Ron made a look at her owl mumbling something about being too smart for your own good.
"What are you whining about, Ron?" asked Harry noticing the look on his friend's face, "I mean, at least we get the points."
"And besides," added Claire petting the gray owl, "You haven't even tried to transform your quill yet."
Ron sighed. "Yeah, yeah. Hold your horses." Ron took out his wand and pointed at his quill.
"Tranformulus."
Bang! An explosion was heard and the group was engulfed in smoke. Lucky for our little Ronnie-kins, it wasn't he who caused it. When it cleared, Seamus was covered in ashes, coughing like everyone else and Ron just stared at the quill in front of him. It looked the same as before -gray and black.
"Damn it!" cursed Ron, "Stupid, goddamn wand! Can't even make an explosion when I want it to!"
Ron cursed even more and began literally whacking his wand at the quill. "Dumb, stupid, retarded wand-"
Bang! (Ok, now who DIDN'T see this coming?)
Their side of the room was once again covered in smoke. A faint curse could be heard near beside Harry. As the smoke cleared, Ron's face could be seen covered in ashes. Ron sighed. Professor McGonagall shook her head in dismay, muttering something about safety equipment for next year.
"Ron?" asked Hermione leaning forward to talk to him.
"Yeah?"
"As many times as you have seen Seamus blow up what ever that was in front of him-"
"Hey!" interrupted Seamus looking offended, "I don't ALWAYS blow up stuff in front of me."
"Uh-huh.sure," said Hermione giving him a sarcastic look, "Like I was saying, don't you think it's kind of obvious what you shouldn't do to blow it up?"
Ron seemed ticked. His face was turning almost as red as his hair which was visible through the ash on his face. He seemed to be trying to stop the urge of ripping his hair out. "Yeah, well, it isn't good for anything either!"
Harry and Hermione had seen Ron mad before and it wasn't really a pretty sight. When he tried to keep his anger to himself, it was worse. In fact, it was really freaky.
Ron took deep breaths and put on a smile that made Harry scoot away from him. Very scary.
"Um, are you okay, Ron?" asked Harry uncertainly, while still keeping his distance.
Ron was still smiling. "Oh, I'm perfectly fine."
"Mr. Weasley!" said Professor McGonagall, walking up to their table, "If you would kindly not beat your wand on the table and start paying attention, I won't take points off from my own team."
Ron looked up and smiled his freaky smile at Professor McGonagall. If you were there, you would have noticed that she scooted back away from the desk a bit.
"I'm sorry Professor McGonagall," said Ron innocently (yeah, right.) The professor seemed to be real freaked out about this.
"Well don't let it happen again," she said and walked away. Claire turned to Ron.
"You sure you're alright?" she asked.
"Oh, just peachy!" said Ron a little too angrier than intended to.
"Maybe Hermione should have a little talk with Ron," said Claire whispering to Harry while they saw Ron in the corner of their eyes smiling evilly at his quill, "I mean, it's obvious they have a crush on each other."
"Or maybe I should instead 'cause they don't exactly get along," replied Harry barely keeping his voice above a whisper, "But they do have a thing for each other. I'm surprised you noticed so easily."
Claire muttered a spell and pointed her wand at her quill. It shape- shifted into a kitten that looked similar to Professor McGonagall's animagus form.
"It was actually really obvious," said Claire still whispering, while cuddling the gray kitten.
"What are you guys whispering about?" asked Hermione suspiciously while petting her owl.
"Harry was just telling me about Snape and what to do and don't do in his class," replied Claire casually. Harry didn't say anything and tried to transform his quill into an animal. 'She's a good liar,' thought Harry. Hermione looked suspicious but she probably believed it since she began to transform something else. This is gonna be a long day.
The rest of the day went well. Charms wasn't bad since they were reviewing old spells they did the years before, and History of Magic was boring as usual. Ron, along with Harry, kept on nodding off to sleep and Hermione and Claire had to wake them up. Divination started off with the usual. Professor Trelawney gasping every time he took a look at Harry and predicting his death while giving him an eerie look. It was sorry to say that Harry didn't look very interested and ended up yawning when the divination professor told him his so called fate. Something about the Dark Lord killing him. What else was new?
"Well, that was just fascinating," said Ron sarcastically after he, along with Harry and Claire, climbed down the ladder from Divination. Hermione still refused to go to Divination telling them that it was rubbish, and was probably now getting out of Arithmancy at the moment. "After years of that rubbish, do you think she had the decency to make her class a 'little' more interesting -besides predicting your death? I mean, it's getting a bit boring."
"Ron, it already got boring -in our 'first' year," replied Harry as they were walking down the hallway towards the Great Hall, "At least she is isn't talking about 'your' death and giving you that look." Harry shuddered at the thought.
"But you guys didn't have Divination in your first year," said Claire as they turned going into another hallway.
"Exactly what I'm saying," said Harry, "It got boring before we even started to take it."
The three of them entered the Great Hall and sat down to eat for lunch.
"Hi, everyone," said Hermione taking a seat next to Ron.
"Hi, Hermione," replied Harry after swallowing the food in his mouth, "How was Arithmancy?"
"Good as usual," said Hermione filling up her plate with an assortment of food and began eating at top speed. Claire just stared looking at her surprised while Ron and Harry continued eating their meal, not noticing the way she was eating.
"Hey, Harry?" asked Claire. Harry looked up and noticed the wide-eyed look she was giving to Hermione.
"Hermione always eats like that," said Harry answering Claire's questioning look, "Especially when she has to go to the library."
"But it's only the first day."
"Yeah, but see, you don't know Hermione very well," spoke up Ron after finishing his 4th chicken leg, (and you know how big their chicken legs are) "She either goes to the library to do her homework or she just goes for the hell of it."
At this Hermione glares at him and at the same time giving him an annoyed look. Hermione put her spoon and fork down on her now empty plate. "If you guys need me I'll be at the library."
Ron gave Claire a look saying I-told-you-so while Hermione walked away carrying her book bag over her shoulder. Claire and Harry noticed Ron staring after her as she walked away. Claire just smile and Harry smirked, both of them forming a scheme to get their two friends together.
"They are so cute together," whispered Claire to Harry, and he nodded with agreement. Ron turned around to see them smiling/smirking at him. Ron turned slightly red.
"What!?" asked Ron annoyed at the looks they were giving him.
"Oh, it's nothing," said Claire and she smiled even wider.
Harry slightly leaned over to Claire. "More like definitely something." Ron was getting really suspicious now.
"What are you guys whispering about?" asked Ron regretting the answer.
"Oh, just cute you and Hermione look," said Harry really fast. Unfortunately, Ron caught the 'you and Hermione' part and turned even redder than before.
"What!?" repeated Ron redder than a tomato.
"Oh, I just said that the Charms project... uh, you and Hermione should be partners, yeah that's it!" said Harry hoping he would buy it. Unlike Claire, he sucked at lying. Lucky for him, Ron was more stupid than a goldfish (no offence to the Ron fans out there).
"I 'was' going to ask her, but she probably thinks I'm going to screw up the project.. or something like that," said Ron still giving them strange looks, "But then again, she probably would get me a good grade!"
"Sure, Ron," asked Claire irritated that Ron completely missed the point, "Just make sure you help out with the project."
"No sweat," said Ron confidently, "I'll just do whatever she tells me to do. So what's the project about again?"
Both of them sighed in exasperation. Ron was sometimes a little too dense for his own good. Later that night, Claire lay in bed thinking the best way to get the smart one and the dense one as a couple.
'This is gonna be difficult.'
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A/N: I finished the chappy!!! Yeah!!! Sorry about the delay.2 WEEKS the computer wasn't able to work and I'm not exactly good at fixing my computer. Luckily my daddy fixed it for me! ^-^ This chapter wasn't as funny as before and a lot more Ron bashing, but hey! Then the story wouldn't be as funny. I kind of overdid Hermione's character with the rudeness. Sorry about that. R&R everyone!!!