Tragic Tales of Teenagers
Chapter Thirteen
An Unexpected Surprise
The next morning, all the students at Hogwarts woke up bright and early. Allie found her self back in her own bed that morning. Fred must have carried her in there after she had fallen asleep in his arms. After dressing in their school clothes, everyone went down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
Whitley stuffed a sausage link in her mouth just as Allie sat down across from her.
"You look awful happy today," Whitley told her.
"I had a nice night," Allie replied as she poured herself something to drink.
"Students! Heads of Houses will be passing out schedules now so be sure to get yours and follow it!" McGonagall announced to everyone. She started handing out a bunch of white papers to students. Whitley looked at hers.
"Gryffindors and Slytherins together for Flying Lessons. Then we have Potions together. That's all I think," Whitley said comparing schedules with Allie.
"I've got History of Magic first though. Looks like I can have some time to sleep," Allie said.
"Mail is here!" Whitley said happily. She loved getting mail, it was one of her favorite things about Hogwarts.
Two owls dropped down things for Whitley. It was a Daily Prophet and a letter with a small package attached. She opened the letter first. It was a letter from Sirius and simply said, 'Enjoy your classes.' In the package was a small box of Sugar Quills.
"Yes!" Whitley said. Sugar Quills were awesome. You could suck on them during class and it would just look like you were thinking of what to write. In the Daily Prophet was just the normal news, nothing especially exciting today.
Later, the Gryffindors and Slytherins met outside of school. Madam Hooch told everyone to sit down on the ground as she talked.
"Welcome back to Flying Class. This year we will be getting more into the art of flying. I need to be sure that you are all fully capable of doing that without hurting yourselves," Madam Hooch said as she looked at Harry. He was walking on his hands and quacking. She continued, "Dumbledore has instructed me to give you all physicals. If you pass, you will be able to go on with the lessons, if you fail you will have to sit and watch everyone else. Girls will be taking pregnancy tests, not that we think you are pregnant though. But you can never really be too safe."
Madam Hooch passed out pregnancy tests to the girls and told them to be back as soon as they could. When the girls returned from the restroom she took their tests and told them that she would tell them the results as soon as she found them out.
"Now, everyone line up. You will do some basic exercises. I will record your height, weight, and so on. Then you will take a short flying test. I will take note of your coordination, concentration, flying styles, and techniques," Madam Hooch told them.
Hours later, it was time for lunch. Madam Hooch dismissed them and they all ran off to the Great Hall.
"I think Hooch was checking out my bum when I was doing those exercises," Harry said through a mouthful of turkey sandwich.
"That's only because you had the words 'Spank Me' written on your pants!" Ginny laughed.
"Do you think you passed the test?" Allie asked Whitley. Whitley nearly choked on the pasta in her mouth as she laughed.
"Are you kidding me? She's the best Quidditch player this school has seen in ages! Of course she passed!" George exclaimed.
Allie looked down at her plate.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you eating?" Fred asked Allie.
"I don't feel well, that's all," Allie said. Fred looked at her with a serious expression on his face and looked sort of nervous. Ron and Fred looked at each other. Something was going on and it was making everyone else very curious.
"I have the results to the tests!" Madam Hooch said happily as she passed out some pink papers to the Gryffindors and Slytherins.
"You passed with flying colors!" Madam Hooch said as she handed Whitley her paper with a big smile.
Allie looked at her paper. She went pale and showed it to Fred. He too turned white.
"OK, someone please fill me in on what's going on," Whitley said.
"I'm.pregnant!" Allie whispered. Allie seemed shocked at her own words. She slouched over in her chair. She was too overwhelmed to cry right now.
She didn't have time to cry anyway, it was time for Potions.
Snape walked briskly in the door as everyone found their seats.
"This year we will be getting deeper into the brewing of Potions. No pun intended. Unfortunately, I will have to show you how to make love potions this year. First, however, we will be making something simple. Its called Contrata. The ingredients are on the board. Get out what you need and then listen carefully. I don't want you screwing anything up," Snape told them.
After pulling what she needed, Allie poked Whitley in the arm. "What am I going to do?"
"Why are you asking me?" Whitley whispered.
"Because I have no one else right now! Before Potions, Hooch stopped me in the corridor and said she had to inform my parents about this!" Allie said frantically.
"Well at least you don't have to do it yourself! What are you going to name it?" Whitley asked.
"Whitley and Allie! Would you two like to fill us in on what's so important?" Snape said loudly. "Whitley made us lovely potions last year but Allie seemed to have trouble with the simplest ones. Therefore, you should shut your mouth and pay attention!"
Allie went red and looked down at the table.
"Put the lemon juice in your cauldrons. Not the whole lemon you idiot boy!" Snape grouched at Ron.
Ron's new pet toad hopped out of his pocket and into the cauldron.
"Larry!" Ron screamed. The toad croaked as Ron struggled to pick it up.
"No pets are allowed in here unless I say so! Ten points from Gryffindor!" Snape hissed as he did a levitation spell on the toad. He magically levitated the toad over Ron's head and let it fall. Ron shrieked and stuffed the toad in his shoe. Somehow, it managed to work its way under Ron's foot. Ron got spooked at jumped up. Larry splattered all over Ron's foot. Ron went white and let out a quiet cry.
Snape rolled his eyes and continued with the lesson.
The next morning, all the students at Hogwarts woke up bright and early. Allie found her self back in her own bed that morning. Fred must have carried her in there after she had fallen asleep in his arms. After dressing in their school clothes, everyone went down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
Whitley stuffed a sausage link in her mouth just as Allie sat down across from her.
"You look awful happy today," Whitley told her.
"I had a nice night," Allie replied as she poured herself something to drink.
"Students! Heads of Houses will be passing out schedules now so be sure to get yours and follow it!" McGonagall announced to everyone. She started handing out a bunch of white papers to students. Whitley looked at hers.
"Gryffindors and Slytherins together for Flying Lessons. Then we have Potions together. That's all I think," Whitley said comparing schedules with Allie.
"I've got History of Magic first though. Looks like I can have some time to sleep," Allie said.
"Mail is here!" Whitley said happily. She loved getting mail, it was one of her favorite things about Hogwarts.
Two owls dropped down things for Whitley. It was a Daily Prophet and a letter with a small package attached. She opened the letter first. It was a letter from Sirius and simply said, 'Enjoy your classes.' In the package was a small box of Sugar Quills.
"Yes!" Whitley said. Sugar Quills were awesome. You could suck on them during class and it would just look like you were thinking of what to write. In the Daily Prophet was just the normal news, nothing especially exciting today.
Later, the Gryffindors and Slytherins met outside of school. Madam Hooch told everyone to sit down on the ground as she talked.
"Welcome back to Flying Class. This year we will be getting more into the art of flying. I need to be sure that you are all fully capable of doing that without hurting yourselves," Madam Hooch said as she looked at Harry. He was walking on his hands and quacking. She continued, "Dumbledore has instructed me to give you all physicals. If you pass, you will be able to go on with the lessons, if you fail you will have to sit and watch everyone else. Girls will be taking pregnancy tests, not that we think you are pregnant though. But you can never really be too safe."
Madam Hooch passed out pregnancy tests to the girls and told them to be back as soon as they could. When the girls returned from the restroom she took their tests and told them that she would tell them the results as soon as she found them out.
"Now, everyone line up. You will do some basic exercises. I will record your height, weight, and so on. Then you will take a short flying test. I will take note of your coordination, concentration, flying styles, and techniques," Madam Hooch told them.
Hours later, it was time for lunch. Madam Hooch dismissed them and they all ran off to the Great Hall.
"I think Hooch was checking out my bum when I was doing those exercises," Harry said through a mouthful of turkey sandwich.
"That's only because you had the words 'Spank Me' written on your pants!" Ginny laughed.
"Do you think you passed the test?" Allie asked Whitley. Whitley nearly choked on the pasta in her mouth as she laughed.
"Are you kidding me? She's the best Quidditch player this school has seen in ages! Of course she passed!" George exclaimed.
Allie looked down at her plate.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you eating?" Fred asked Allie.
"I don't feel well, that's all," Allie said. Fred looked at her with a serious expression on his face and looked sort of nervous. Ron and Fred looked at each other. Something was going on and it was making everyone else very curious.
"I have the results to the tests!" Madam Hooch said happily as she passed out some pink papers to the Gryffindors and Slytherins.
"You passed with flying colors!" Madam Hooch said as she handed Whitley her paper with a big smile.
Allie looked at her paper. She went pale and showed it to Fred. He too turned white.
"OK, someone please fill me in on what's going on," Whitley said.
"I'm.pregnant!" Allie whispered. Allie seemed shocked at her own words. She slouched over in her chair. She was too overwhelmed to cry right now.
She didn't have time to cry anyway, it was time for Potions.
Snape walked briskly in the door as everyone found their seats.
"This year we will be getting deeper into the brewing of Potions. No pun intended. Unfortunately, I will have to show you how to make love potions this year. First, however, we will be making something simple. Its called Contrata. The ingredients are on the board. Get out what you need and then listen carefully. I don't want you screwing anything up," Snape told them.
After pulling what she needed, Allie poked Whitley in the arm. "What am I going to do?"
"Why are you asking me?" Whitley whispered.
"Because I have no one else right now! Before Potions, Hooch stopped me in the corridor and said she had to inform my parents about this!" Allie said frantically.
"Well at least you don't have to do it yourself! What are you going to name it?" Whitley asked.
"Whitley and Allie! Would you two like to fill us in on what's so important?" Snape said loudly. "Whitley made us lovely potions last year but Allie seemed to have trouble with the simplest ones. Therefore, you should shut your mouth and pay attention!"
Allie went red and looked down at the table.
"Put the lemon juice in your cauldrons. Not the whole lemon you idiot boy!" Snape grouched at Ron.
Ron's new pet toad hopped out of his pocket and into the cauldron.
"Larry!" Ron screamed. The toad croaked as Ron struggled to pick it up.
"No pets are allowed in here unless I say so! Ten points from Gryffindor!" Snape hissed as he did a levitation spell on the toad. He magically levitated the toad over Ron's head and let it fall. Ron shrieked and stuffed the toad in his shoe. Somehow, it managed to work its way under Ron's foot. Ron got spooked at jumped up. Larry splattered all over Ron's foot. Ron went white and let out a quiet cry.
Snape rolled his eyes and continued with the lesson.