A/N: Thanks Stefan, Mum and Patries for nagging at me for a 3rd chapter.
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Chapter 3.
Misty follows the two men. Ash and Brock are looking at her in confusion. "Misty!" Ash calls after her. "You aren't going with them to that castle, are you?"
"Of course I am." She says. "Don't you want to return to Jotho?" Brock looks at Ash, shrugs his shoulders and follows too. Ash sighs and mutters: "they are crazy." But he still follows. And he isn't the only one, a big group of the students is following too and Ash notices that the number of them is increasing by the minute.
When he is walking to joint his friends, he overhears a blond boy's comment: "for a Weasley-like girl, she is kind of brave, isn't she?" Ash notices that Misty heard it too. "Ohoh" he thinks. "That, or she is just stupid, like any other Weasley." Several boys and girls start to laugh.
Misty stops and stomps over to the boy. "What did you just call me?"
"A Weasley." He grins. "Your clothing is not as worn, but that hair…"
"What's wrong with my hair?" Misty shouts and her blue eyes are like fire. "It is Weasley-red." The boy says with an attitude. Misty has heard quite enough and steps even closer to the boy.
"Stop it, Malfoy!" A voice says. "Who would have thought, saint Potter comes to save the damsel in distress."
"I think I am saving you." The boy says simply. "Because I think that this damsel is about to give you a one-way ticket the Madam Pomfrey's hospital wing."
"I do not need to be protected from a Rattata like you." Misty tells the blond boy. "And now you are going to tell me what a Weasley is."
"That is a Weasley." The boy replies and points with a grin on his face to a red-haired boy that is standing close by. "And that is an other on." Now he points to a shy looking girl, also with red hair. "And also those two." Now he points to two identical red-haired boys who are coming closer and closer. Misty looks ate the Weasleys in confusion, she still doesn't understand.
"My name is Ron," Says the red-haired boy, who is standing close by. "Ron Weasley. And that is my sister, Ginny Weasley." Ron shakes her hand and with his other hand he points to the twins: "And they are…"
"I am Fred." Interrupts one of the boys. He grabs Misty's hand and kisses her knuckles. She giggles and blushes. "And I am George." He gives his twin a push, grabs Misty's hand and also kisses it. Misty's face is now as red as her hair.
"It is an honor to welcome you in our family, pretty lady." Continues Fred with a bow. "So true," George continues his brothers speech. "Someone who can put Malfoy in the place he belongs deserves to become an honorary-Weasley." He applauds then cheering and clapping is filling the air. Just Malfoy and his friends look angry and are of course not cheering.
"If you are finished," an icy voice sounds from behind the students. "Then finally our guest will be allowed to follow us to Prof. Dumbledore's office." Everybody is now quiet, Prof. Snape continues: "The next time I have to stop I will deduct 10 point of the house totals for every student I can see."
"Professor…" Draco starts. "Don't disagree with me, Mr. Malfoy. I can also deduct points from Slytherin." With this threatening comment Snape turns around. "Follow me." He growls.
Misty gives the blond boy, who is looking angrily at her, a little smiles before following the professor.
"Misty," Brock starts. "Are you careful. This boy isn't very pleased with you and these people are really differed from the people in Jotho." Misty smiles sweetly at Brock. "These are just ordinary people. Okay, they do wear funny clothes and do do have a strange way of speaking, but they are still just people."
"I am not so sure about that." Ash says, Brock nods.
The strange looking group is quietly walking toward the castle now, followed by a group of curious students of the school.
"Still, I think it is funny that that Pikachu ran away from us and is now holding onf for dear live to that man." Ash is talking softly to his friends, hoping that "that man" didn't hear him. "What do you mean, Ash?" asks Misty. "Will, I really don't see him as a Pikachu type. More a Houndour or Houndoom type." The boy says thoughtfully. Brock nods, "or maybe a Golbat." Ash now nods: "Exactly."
"That's not true, he is exactly the Pikachu type." Misty counters. "You must be kidding." Ash looks shocked at the girl he has known for a while now. "How do you figure: He is the Pikachu type?" Brock wonders out loud. "Well," She starts. "Strong but still cute." With openmouthed the two boys just look at her. "C... Cu... Cute…" stammers Ash. "Mmmrgrbrr…" is the only thing Brock's can manage, something you would be able to understand is not coming over his lips. "Yes, cute. Even you can see that." Misty snaps.
The boys are not going to say anything else. Misty is not the type of girl you want to make angry, at least not if you have one working brain cell.
Of course Prof. Snape and Prof. Dumbledore heard every word of the conversation. The headmaster has a big smile on his face and his friendly eyes are twinkling even more then they usually do. Snape growls and mutters: "Cute… She called me cute. This must be a nightmare and in a little while I will wake up in my dungeons, without any yellow creatures and irritating little girls." He shakes his head. "I hope."
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Chapter 3.
Misty follows the two men. Ash and Brock are looking at her in confusion. "Misty!" Ash calls after her. "You aren't going with them to that castle, are you?"
"Of course I am." She says. "Don't you want to return to Jotho?" Brock looks at Ash, shrugs his shoulders and follows too. Ash sighs and mutters: "they are crazy." But he still follows. And he isn't the only one, a big group of the students is following too and Ash notices that the number of them is increasing by the minute.
When he is walking to joint his friends, he overhears a blond boy's comment: "for a Weasley-like girl, she is kind of brave, isn't she?" Ash notices that Misty heard it too. "Ohoh" he thinks. "That, or she is just stupid, like any other Weasley." Several boys and girls start to laugh.
Misty stops and stomps over to the boy. "What did you just call me?"
"A Weasley." He grins. "Your clothing is not as worn, but that hair…"
"What's wrong with my hair?" Misty shouts and her blue eyes are like fire. "It is Weasley-red." The boy says with an attitude. Misty has heard quite enough and steps even closer to the boy.
"Stop it, Malfoy!" A voice says. "Who would have thought, saint Potter comes to save the damsel in distress."
"I think I am saving you." The boy says simply. "Because I think that this damsel is about to give you a one-way ticket the Madam Pomfrey's hospital wing."
"I do not need to be protected from a Rattata like you." Misty tells the blond boy. "And now you are going to tell me what a Weasley is."
"That is a Weasley." The boy replies and points with a grin on his face to a red-haired boy that is standing close by. "And that is an other on." Now he points to a shy looking girl, also with red hair. "And also those two." Now he points to two identical red-haired boys who are coming closer and closer. Misty looks ate the Weasleys in confusion, she still doesn't understand.
"My name is Ron," Says the red-haired boy, who is standing close by. "Ron Weasley. And that is my sister, Ginny Weasley." Ron shakes her hand and with his other hand he points to the twins: "And they are…"
"I am Fred." Interrupts one of the boys. He grabs Misty's hand and kisses her knuckles. She giggles and blushes. "And I am George." He gives his twin a push, grabs Misty's hand and also kisses it. Misty's face is now as red as her hair.
"It is an honor to welcome you in our family, pretty lady." Continues Fred with a bow. "So true," George continues his brothers speech. "Someone who can put Malfoy in the place he belongs deserves to become an honorary-Weasley." He applauds then cheering and clapping is filling the air. Just Malfoy and his friends look angry and are of course not cheering.
"If you are finished," an icy voice sounds from behind the students. "Then finally our guest will be allowed to follow us to Prof. Dumbledore's office." Everybody is now quiet, Prof. Snape continues: "The next time I have to stop I will deduct 10 point of the house totals for every student I can see."
"Professor…" Draco starts. "Don't disagree with me, Mr. Malfoy. I can also deduct points from Slytherin." With this threatening comment Snape turns around. "Follow me." He growls.
Misty gives the blond boy, who is looking angrily at her, a little smiles before following the professor.
"Misty," Brock starts. "Are you careful. This boy isn't very pleased with you and these people are really differed from the people in Jotho." Misty smiles sweetly at Brock. "These are just ordinary people. Okay, they do wear funny clothes and do do have a strange way of speaking, but they are still just people."
"I am not so sure about that." Ash says, Brock nods.
The strange looking group is quietly walking toward the castle now, followed by a group of curious students of the school.
"Still, I think it is funny that that Pikachu ran away from us and is now holding onf for dear live to that man." Ash is talking softly to his friends, hoping that "that man" didn't hear him. "What do you mean, Ash?" asks Misty. "Will, I really don't see him as a Pikachu type. More a Houndour or Houndoom type." The boy says thoughtfully. Brock nods, "or maybe a Golbat." Ash now nods: "Exactly."
"That's not true, he is exactly the Pikachu type." Misty counters. "You must be kidding." Ash looks shocked at the girl he has known for a while now. "How do you figure: He is the Pikachu type?" Brock wonders out loud. "Well," She starts. "Strong but still cute." With openmouthed the two boys just look at her. "C... Cu... Cute…" stammers Ash. "Mmmrgrbrr…" is the only thing Brock's can manage, something you would be able to understand is not coming over his lips. "Yes, cute. Even you can see that." Misty snaps.
The boys are not going to say anything else. Misty is not the type of girl you want to make angry, at least not if you have one working brain cell.
Of course Prof. Snape and Prof. Dumbledore heard every word of the conversation. The headmaster has a big smile on his face and his friendly eyes are twinkling even more then they usually do. Snape growls and mutters: "Cute… She called me cute. This must be a nightmare and in a little while I will wake up in my dungeons, without any yellow creatures and irritating little girls." He shakes his head. "I hope."