The Big Feast
A/N Sorry it took too long to update. I was on vacation, and FINALLY returned. Though I did wait a couple of dayz 4 reviews, and, of course, ideas 4 this chapter. Then I got SICK, and couldn't get on the computer, but I'm fine now. Hope you like it.
As they entered the Great Hall, they noticed they were almost the only people there. All of the teachers were at the front tables, and some kids from Hufflepuff at their table. Quickly, they headed for the front of their table, and took a seat. Hermione was at the end and Ginny across from her. And to no ones surprise, Ron sat next to Hermione, and Harry next to Ginny.
"Great idea, Hermione. Glad we left so early, cause we're sure not late!" Seamus said, sarcastically.
"Better to be early then to be late," Hermione said back.
"Says who?" Dean said, and rested his head on his hands. Just as he said this, about one hundred kids entered the hall, chattering excitedly. As they all sat down, Dumbledore came in, and went up to the teacher's table. Sitting down just for a second, he got back up, and waited for everyone to quiet down.
"As you know, this feast is no ordinary feast. The food's different, the environment is different, and not to mention the seatings different. Yes, you may sit where you want. Now, switch if you want," he said, and a bunch of kids ran everywhere.
"You'd think we were on the Titanic!" Ron said.
"Nah, I don't think so," Seamus said. "It seems much to worse."
"Can't they just find somewhere to sit? Jeez, it doesn't take THAT long to find a seat," Hermione said, resting her head on her right arm.
"You'd think, eh, Granger?" a cold voice said, and everyone looked to their right (some to their left, since the seatings different). There stood Draco Malfoy (Who else), with his goons Crabbe and Goyle.
"What do you want?" Harry asked, glaring at them.
"You heard what Dumbledore said, scarhead. You can sit wherever you want," Draco sneered. "As much as it kills me to sit here, it's going to be fun to annoy you." And with that, the three of them sat a couple of seats away from them.
"Hermione, you know any new curses?" Dean asked, calmly.
"Nope," Hermione replied.
"Darn.." Dean replied back. About 10 minutes later, everyone was seated, and Dumbledore got back up.
"Ok, now that were are ready, I have a few things to say. Tomorrow is the trip, as you know, and It'll be a long one. As I hopefully explained before, we will be taking a train to the airport, take a plane, and ride a bus to our hotel, The Extreme. That should be a total between 10 and 25 hours. I know, I know. A lot of hours, but it'll be worth it, trust me. Now, after we arrive, there will be a list of things everyone will be going to, like BBQ's, and such. Don't get me wrong, you'll be able to do what you want, but not at the times that are planned. Now, let the feast begin!" Dumbledore said at once, and clapped his hands. Instantly, food appeared. Everyone started reaching for everything in site.
"This food isn't as good as the stuff at the Slytherin table," Malfoy said, spitting out some chicken.
"What's the difference? It's the same thing!" Ron said to him, and Malfoy gave him a glare.
"What's this?" Lavender asked, holding up this circular piece of food.
"I believe it's a Sweet Cagoon. It's a new kind of food that has a taste of sweetness and sourness altogether," Hermione said, taking one herself. Lavender looked cautiously at it, and took a small bit. She seemed pretty pleased with it, so pleased, she took a handful.
"Um, Lavender..I think you had enough," Parvati said, grabbing the basket from her. It's been 30 minutes since she first had one, and she had about 3 baskets full.
"No!! They're so good!!!!" she cried, trying to grab another, but Parveti slid it down the table.
"You're obsessed," Ginny said.
"It's worst than being an alcoholic," Hermione said, shaking her head. "Hey, Lav, here are some more cool, new treats. Like the Wobbling sucker, Lingering shocks, Vile Substance Cookies, Stupid Sweet Tarts.."
"Oh, don't give her one of those. They'll make her stupid, like the name says," Neville said.
"What'll be the difference?" Parveti yawned. "Better off with her not knowing anything. We could play a nasty trick on her, like taping a sign saying, 'Kick Me' on her back, and if she notices, we can tell her it's part of the uniform."
"Oh, well, then..I'm not taking any now," Lavender said, taking her hand back from them.
"Oh, you overheard? Darn it," Parveti said, sighing.
Five hours had past since the feast started, and one more hour to go. Malfoy was still critisizing the food, with agreement from only two people: Crabbe and Goyle. Harry and Ron were getting sick and tired of it.
"Look at this, now!" Malfoy started, holding up some chicken. "It looks like something you'd feed to pigs! Though, I might remind myself I am at the Gryffindor table." That had done it. Both Harry and Ron jumped out of their seats and tackled Malfoy to the ground. Minutes later, it seemed that Crabbe and Goyle just noticed, and got in on the fight. By this time, teachers were rushing over, yelling the freezing spell, which stops the person in their tracks. Ron was just about to punch Malfoy in the nose again, though the first time it looked like Ron already broke Malfoy's nose, and Harry was being held up by Crabbe by the collar of his shirt. The teachers then broke the spell, and dragged all 5 of them out of the hall.
"Well..that was some feast," Hermione said, trying to make the best out of it, while everyone was staring in awe(A/N hope that's the correct saying).
Meanwhile, the boys sat in Professor McGonagall's office, along with Professor Dumbledore and Snape.
"What is the meaning of this?" McGonagall said, the lines of her mouth very thin, as usual when she's mad. They all started talking at the same time, explaining what happened.
"They started it, Professor!" Malfoy said, as Crabbe and Goyle nodded.
"We had a reason, though!" Ron said.
"Calm down, now," Dumbledore said, and they all did. McGonagall walked back and forth several times, and stopped to face them.
"How you behaved today was foolish," she finally said. "Though, I will not expel you. Just 20 points will be taken, each."
"But, Professor McGonagall, as you said, they acted foolish. I say that we keep them from going to Maine, but not Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle. They had no intention in starting the fight," Professor Snape sneered.
"Now, now, Severus. That's too much of a punishment. I think we found the best way to handle it, by taking points away. Hopefully it won't happen again," Dumbledore said, looking at them, and they nodded.
"Well, I see this has been handle. Off to bed, the feast has ended by now, excepy Malfoy. You should head to the hospital wing to fix that nose of yours. Crabbe, Goyle, please make sure he gets there," Dumbledore said, and they left his office. Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle headed right to the hospital wing, muttering that the punishment towards Harry and Ron wasn't enough and that they should've made them stay, while Harry and Ron headed left.
"Glad we're still going," Ron finally said, "and that all we got was scratches and stuff." Harry had a bloody nose, and the biggest headache, not to mention lots of scratches, while Ron had a cut lip and black eye.
"Yeah. Much like Snape to try to get us not to," Harry said, while Ron nodded in agreement, as they reached the Fat Lady.
"Password?" she said.
"Bertie Botts," Ron said, and the portrait opened up. Inside went wild as they entered. Fred and George ran up to them and lifted them on their shoulders.
"What a great fight, you guys!" Fred said, through the clapping.
"Yeah! It's about time someone broke that slime bag's nose!" George said. After 30 minutes of retelling the story, the crowed went to bed. They probably wouldn't have if the Head Boy didn't tell them to. Only ones left were Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
"Ron, you do know that your lip is really bleeding, right?" Hermione asked.
"What? Oh, yeah, I know," he finally said.
"Here," Hermione said, and got out a tissue, handed it to him, then whispered a spell that made Ron's black eye go away. She turned to Harry and did the same.
"I'd have to say, that was a great fight," Hermione admitted, as Harry and Ron laughed.
"That's a first, you saying a fight was good," Harry laughed.
"Yeah, well, it's true. But if anyone got hurt.." Hermione started, but Ron cut in.
"Actually, everyone in the fight but Crabbe and Goyle got hurt. You know that, right? Malfoy got a broken nose! I'm not saying anything against it.." he said.
"I know, I know," Hermione said, and looked at her watch. "We better get to sleep. It's almost midnight, and we need to get up at 6." And they headed towards their dorms.
As Hermione entered her dorm, she found Ginny still packing, Parveti rushing around asking what she should wear tomorrow, and Lavender was asleep on the bed.
"Hermione!! There you are!! I need help," Parveti screamed, running towards her, the curlers on her head bouncing. "What make-up should I wear, and what clothes?"
"Well, let me see the clothes," Hermione said, and Parveti handed her a short, red dress, and some sparkly jeans with a white shirt that was also sparkly. Hermione looked at each clothing, and then tried to picture Parveti in them. Brown curly hair and a red dress, or brown curly hair sparkly jeans and shirt.
"The jeans and shirt," Hermione finally said, "and the white sneakers, not to mention."
"I was thinking the same. I won't get too hot in them, will I?" she asked, and Hermione shook her head.
"We'll be there at night, and it won't be too hot," Hermione said. "Now, let me see what make-up you got." And she sat on her bed, as Parveti dumped a ton of make-up out.
"Ok..oh, here!" Hermione said, and picked up some light blue eye shadow, brown mascara, and some peach lipstick.
"Great! Thanks, Hermione! You need help?" Parveti asked.
"Nope. I have it planned out. I'm wearing my blue shirt that said, 'I brake for boys', with some jeans, and my make-up will be white eye shadow and blue mascara, but no lipstick," Hermione replied, making sure that she had them.
"Blue??" Ginny asked, trying to zip her very full bag. "That's cool!"
"What're you going in, Ginny?" Parveti asked, changing into her pajamas.
"A light pink skirt that's a bit above the knees..ok, it's pretty much a LOT above the knees, and a white shirt. And could I possibly wear some of your make-up, you guys?" Ginny asked.
"Yeah," Hermione said.
"Ok. I'll look tomorrow. I'm too tired to look now," Ginny yawned, and fell into bed without changing.
"Ok, but you better watch out for Ron. He might not like it if you're wearing a short skirt," Parveti said giggling.
"Bully for him, then," Ginny said, and when everyone was in bed, Hermione turned the lights off.
IN THE BOY'S DORM
"Hey, Ron, I know what Ginny's wearing tomorrow," Dean said, trying not to laugh.
"Oh, yeah? What?" Ron asked.
"A short skirt, and a whole lot of make-up," Dean laughed.
"She better not..who knows what Harry'll do," Seamus joined in.
"Whatever," Harry replied, trying to change the subject, because he knew Ron wasn't very happy.
"You better watch it Harry! One hand on my sister and I'll..I'll.." Ron said, starting to choke the air.
"Anyways.." Neville said, "Do you think they're talking about make-up?"
"Probably," Seamus yawned. "Let's get to bed, guys."
"Yeah, ok," Ron yawned back. "Harry, turn the lights off." Harry then jumped into bed.
"Can't, I'm already in bed," Harry pretended to yawn.
"Not this again," Dean mumble.
"HARRY, YOU IDIOT!! TURN THE LIGHTS OFF!! YOU'RE CLOSEST!!" Ron yelled.
"No, I'm not," and Harry made an attempt to jump out the window, but Seamus yelled before he did.
"No need for that!! I'll turn it off!!!" and Seamus slowly walked over to the light switch, and turned it off. On the way back, he hi against a bed, and fell head first to the ground. Too lazy to move, he stayed there all night.
A/N Finished with this chapter. PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! Or I might not finish!! You can get others to read and review mine if ya won't. But if I don't get 5 new reviews (or around 5), I'm done! Sry.
Ok, I know the boy's dorm thing was shorter then the girl's. Mostly cause the girls were going on about what they were going to war and stuff, and thank god the boys weren't. Maybe I should've had them do that..nah..lol. REVIEW PLZ!!
A/N Sorry it took too long to update. I was on vacation, and FINALLY returned. Though I did wait a couple of dayz 4 reviews, and, of course, ideas 4 this chapter. Then I got SICK, and couldn't get on the computer, but I'm fine now. Hope you like it.
As they entered the Great Hall, they noticed they were almost the only people there. All of the teachers were at the front tables, and some kids from Hufflepuff at their table. Quickly, they headed for the front of their table, and took a seat. Hermione was at the end and Ginny across from her. And to no ones surprise, Ron sat next to Hermione, and Harry next to Ginny.
"Great idea, Hermione. Glad we left so early, cause we're sure not late!" Seamus said, sarcastically.
"Better to be early then to be late," Hermione said back.
"Says who?" Dean said, and rested his head on his hands. Just as he said this, about one hundred kids entered the hall, chattering excitedly. As they all sat down, Dumbledore came in, and went up to the teacher's table. Sitting down just for a second, he got back up, and waited for everyone to quiet down.
"As you know, this feast is no ordinary feast. The food's different, the environment is different, and not to mention the seatings different. Yes, you may sit where you want. Now, switch if you want," he said, and a bunch of kids ran everywhere.
"You'd think we were on the Titanic!" Ron said.
"Nah, I don't think so," Seamus said. "It seems much to worse."
"Can't they just find somewhere to sit? Jeez, it doesn't take THAT long to find a seat," Hermione said, resting her head on her right arm.
"You'd think, eh, Granger?" a cold voice said, and everyone looked to their right (some to their left, since the seatings different). There stood Draco Malfoy (Who else), with his goons Crabbe and Goyle.
"What do you want?" Harry asked, glaring at them.
"You heard what Dumbledore said, scarhead. You can sit wherever you want," Draco sneered. "As much as it kills me to sit here, it's going to be fun to annoy you." And with that, the three of them sat a couple of seats away from them.
"Hermione, you know any new curses?" Dean asked, calmly.
"Nope," Hermione replied.
"Darn.." Dean replied back. About 10 minutes later, everyone was seated, and Dumbledore got back up.
"Ok, now that were are ready, I have a few things to say. Tomorrow is the trip, as you know, and It'll be a long one. As I hopefully explained before, we will be taking a train to the airport, take a plane, and ride a bus to our hotel, The Extreme. That should be a total between 10 and 25 hours. I know, I know. A lot of hours, but it'll be worth it, trust me. Now, after we arrive, there will be a list of things everyone will be going to, like BBQ's, and such. Don't get me wrong, you'll be able to do what you want, but not at the times that are planned. Now, let the feast begin!" Dumbledore said at once, and clapped his hands. Instantly, food appeared. Everyone started reaching for everything in site.
"This food isn't as good as the stuff at the Slytherin table," Malfoy said, spitting out some chicken.
"What's the difference? It's the same thing!" Ron said to him, and Malfoy gave him a glare.
"What's this?" Lavender asked, holding up this circular piece of food.
"I believe it's a Sweet Cagoon. It's a new kind of food that has a taste of sweetness and sourness altogether," Hermione said, taking one herself. Lavender looked cautiously at it, and took a small bit. She seemed pretty pleased with it, so pleased, she took a handful.
"Um, Lavender..I think you had enough," Parvati said, grabbing the basket from her. It's been 30 minutes since she first had one, and she had about 3 baskets full.
"No!! They're so good!!!!" she cried, trying to grab another, but Parveti slid it down the table.
"You're obsessed," Ginny said.
"It's worst than being an alcoholic," Hermione said, shaking her head. "Hey, Lav, here are some more cool, new treats. Like the Wobbling sucker, Lingering shocks, Vile Substance Cookies, Stupid Sweet Tarts.."
"Oh, don't give her one of those. They'll make her stupid, like the name says," Neville said.
"What'll be the difference?" Parveti yawned. "Better off with her not knowing anything. We could play a nasty trick on her, like taping a sign saying, 'Kick Me' on her back, and if she notices, we can tell her it's part of the uniform."
"Oh, well, then..I'm not taking any now," Lavender said, taking her hand back from them.
"Oh, you overheard? Darn it," Parveti said, sighing.
Five hours had past since the feast started, and one more hour to go. Malfoy was still critisizing the food, with agreement from only two people: Crabbe and Goyle. Harry and Ron were getting sick and tired of it.
"Look at this, now!" Malfoy started, holding up some chicken. "It looks like something you'd feed to pigs! Though, I might remind myself I am at the Gryffindor table." That had done it. Both Harry and Ron jumped out of their seats and tackled Malfoy to the ground. Minutes later, it seemed that Crabbe and Goyle just noticed, and got in on the fight. By this time, teachers were rushing over, yelling the freezing spell, which stops the person in their tracks. Ron was just about to punch Malfoy in the nose again, though the first time it looked like Ron already broke Malfoy's nose, and Harry was being held up by Crabbe by the collar of his shirt. The teachers then broke the spell, and dragged all 5 of them out of the hall.
"Well..that was some feast," Hermione said, trying to make the best out of it, while everyone was staring in awe(A/N hope that's the correct saying).
Meanwhile, the boys sat in Professor McGonagall's office, along with Professor Dumbledore and Snape.
"What is the meaning of this?" McGonagall said, the lines of her mouth very thin, as usual when she's mad. They all started talking at the same time, explaining what happened.
"They started it, Professor!" Malfoy said, as Crabbe and Goyle nodded.
"We had a reason, though!" Ron said.
"Calm down, now," Dumbledore said, and they all did. McGonagall walked back and forth several times, and stopped to face them.
"How you behaved today was foolish," she finally said. "Though, I will not expel you. Just 20 points will be taken, each."
"But, Professor McGonagall, as you said, they acted foolish. I say that we keep them from going to Maine, but not Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle. They had no intention in starting the fight," Professor Snape sneered.
"Now, now, Severus. That's too much of a punishment. I think we found the best way to handle it, by taking points away. Hopefully it won't happen again," Dumbledore said, looking at them, and they nodded.
"Well, I see this has been handle. Off to bed, the feast has ended by now, excepy Malfoy. You should head to the hospital wing to fix that nose of yours. Crabbe, Goyle, please make sure he gets there," Dumbledore said, and they left his office. Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle headed right to the hospital wing, muttering that the punishment towards Harry and Ron wasn't enough and that they should've made them stay, while Harry and Ron headed left.
"Glad we're still going," Ron finally said, "and that all we got was scratches and stuff." Harry had a bloody nose, and the biggest headache, not to mention lots of scratches, while Ron had a cut lip and black eye.
"Yeah. Much like Snape to try to get us not to," Harry said, while Ron nodded in agreement, as they reached the Fat Lady.
"Password?" she said.
"Bertie Botts," Ron said, and the portrait opened up. Inside went wild as they entered. Fred and George ran up to them and lifted them on their shoulders.
"What a great fight, you guys!" Fred said, through the clapping.
"Yeah! It's about time someone broke that slime bag's nose!" George said. After 30 minutes of retelling the story, the crowed went to bed. They probably wouldn't have if the Head Boy didn't tell them to. Only ones left were Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
"Ron, you do know that your lip is really bleeding, right?" Hermione asked.
"What? Oh, yeah, I know," he finally said.
"Here," Hermione said, and got out a tissue, handed it to him, then whispered a spell that made Ron's black eye go away. She turned to Harry and did the same.
"I'd have to say, that was a great fight," Hermione admitted, as Harry and Ron laughed.
"That's a first, you saying a fight was good," Harry laughed.
"Yeah, well, it's true. But if anyone got hurt.." Hermione started, but Ron cut in.
"Actually, everyone in the fight but Crabbe and Goyle got hurt. You know that, right? Malfoy got a broken nose! I'm not saying anything against it.." he said.
"I know, I know," Hermione said, and looked at her watch. "We better get to sleep. It's almost midnight, and we need to get up at 6." And they headed towards their dorms.
As Hermione entered her dorm, she found Ginny still packing, Parveti rushing around asking what she should wear tomorrow, and Lavender was asleep on the bed.
"Hermione!! There you are!! I need help," Parveti screamed, running towards her, the curlers on her head bouncing. "What make-up should I wear, and what clothes?"
"Well, let me see the clothes," Hermione said, and Parveti handed her a short, red dress, and some sparkly jeans with a white shirt that was also sparkly. Hermione looked at each clothing, and then tried to picture Parveti in them. Brown curly hair and a red dress, or brown curly hair sparkly jeans and shirt.
"The jeans and shirt," Hermione finally said, "and the white sneakers, not to mention."
"I was thinking the same. I won't get too hot in them, will I?" she asked, and Hermione shook her head.
"We'll be there at night, and it won't be too hot," Hermione said. "Now, let me see what make-up you got." And she sat on her bed, as Parveti dumped a ton of make-up out.
"Ok..oh, here!" Hermione said, and picked up some light blue eye shadow, brown mascara, and some peach lipstick.
"Great! Thanks, Hermione! You need help?" Parveti asked.
"Nope. I have it planned out. I'm wearing my blue shirt that said, 'I brake for boys', with some jeans, and my make-up will be white eye shadow and blue mascara, but no lipstick," Hermione replied, making sure that she had them.
"Blue??" Ginny asked, trying to zip her very full bag. "That's cool!"
"What're you going in, Ginny?" Parveti asked, changing into her pajamas.
"A light pink skirt that's a bit above the knees..ok, it's pretty much a LOT above the knees, and a white shirt. And could I possibly wear some of your make-up, you guys?" Ginny asked.
"Yeah," Hermione said.
"Ok. I'll look tomorrow. I'm too tired to look now," Ginny yawned, and fell into bed without changing.
"Ok, but you better watch out for Ron. He might not like it if you're wearing a short skirt," Parveti said giggling.
"Bully for him, then," Ginny said, and when everyone was in bed, Hermione turned the lights off.
IN THE BOY'S DORM
"Hey, Ron, I know what Ginny's wearing tomorrow," Dean said, trying not to laugh.
"Oh, yeah? What?" Ron asked.
"A short skirt, and a whole lot of make-up," Dean laughed.
"She better not..who knows what Harry'll do," Seamus joined in.
"Whatever," Harry replied, trying to change the subject, because he knew Ron wasn't very happy.
"You better watch it Harry! One hand on my sister and I'll..I'll.." Ron said, starting to choke the air.
"Anyways.." Neville said, "Do you think they're talking about make-up?"
"Probably," Seamus yawned. "Let's get to bed, guys."
"Yeah, ok," Ron yawned back. "Harry, turn the lights off." Harry then jumped into bed.
"Can't, I'm already in bed," Harry pretended to yawn.
"Not this again," Dean mumble.
"HARRY, YOU IDIOT!! TURN THE LIGHTS OFF!! YOU'RE CLOSEST!!" Ron yelled.
"No, I'm not," and Harry made an attempt to jump out the window, but Seamus yelled before he did.
"No need for that!! I'll turn it off!!!" and Seamus slowly walked over to the light switch, and turned it off. On the way back, he hi against a bed, and fell head first to the ground. Too lazy to move, he stayed there all night.
A/N Finished with this chapter. PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! Or I might not finish!! You can get others to read and review mine if ya won't. But if I don't get 5 new reviews (or around 5), I'm done! Sry.
Ok, I know the boy's dorm thing was shorter then the girl's. Mostly cause the girls were going on about what they were going to war and stuff, and thank god the boys weren't. Maybe I should've had them do that..nah..lol. REVIEW PLZ!!