AN:*Eyes grow wide * multi chapter!!! *gasps * Short chapter!!! Ok, so
that's not a good thing, but it means I'm building up a PLOT!!! Yay!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry, Ron, Draco, Neville, Fred, Geroge, Lee
Jordan, or Seames.but I do own the idea and Catcher O'Hara and Scarlet Rye
* laughs insanly *
ok, READ!!
Ch. 2
Harry uncomfortably ate his dinner. He had attempted to start a conversation with his two best friends, but something was definitely wrong. Hermione would just smile faintly and continue staring off at some random thing. Ron's uneasiness was more noticeable. His eyes darted around the dinning hall and he would start whenever harry said anything. That, and he was on his fifth cup of water. All his drinking was making him thirsty. Reaching for his own glass, he said,
"Ron, you're drinking an ocean. Slow down and save some for the fishes." At that moment, both Ron and Hermione stopped dead and watched as Harry raised his glass. Uneasy in the attention he lowered it back down.
"What?" he asked, "You're staring."
"Sorry," started Hermione, turning away. Ron's eyes stayed on his glass, then darted over to the Ravenclaw table. Harry shrugged and continued to drink his water. It was oddly warm, and metallic tasting, so he finished it in one gulp. As soon as he set it down, he heard both Hermione and Ron sigh. He tried to ignore their behavior, but couldn't when Hermione suddenly announced that she had to go to the bathroom, got up and left.
"That's a good idea." Said Ron, also standing up. "I think I'll go too. But to the boys, bathroom, that is. Yeah." And with that, he quickly left, leaving behind a confused Harry.
"They're acting odd." Commented Neville, his mouth half-full of rolls. Harry nodded in agreement. "I don't know what's gotten into them."
"I do." Harry turned towards the voice.
"Whatcha mean Fred?" Seames asked. The twins exchanged glances, both grinning wildly.
"You mean you hadn't noticed? George asked, nudging Lee Jordan, who joined in grinning. Between the three of them, they looked like a Cheshire Cat.
"I'm lost. Missed what?" Harry asked, searching the faces of his fellow fifth years, luckily finding confusion there too.
"You know. Have you seen them lately?" Asked Lee.
"Yeah! Sneaking off together, not coming back for the longest time,"
"Whispering to each other." Added George, Fred nodding solemly.
"Oh, Oh!" said a small voice, which turned out to be Ginny, who had been listening silently, till now. "Today they spent all afternoon off together, and Ron came back the happiest I've ever seen him!" Seames, finally catching on, chocked on his supper, and turned to them. "You don't think they're dating?" he managed.
"Weren't you wondering when they would?" asked Fred.
"But-" Harry exclaimed, then it hit him. That had borrowed his invisibility cloak today and been gone a long time. He swallowed another glass of water and turned to the others.
"Wow." was all he could say.
* * *
"He drank it! You saw him!" gasped Ron, meeting Hermione in the hallway. "Cho did too. I've been watching her."
"So,so, so," Ron paused for a moment, "what happens next?"
"Well," Hermione started, pulling random papers out of her robe, littering the floor around her ankle high, until she found what she was looking for. " 'The two sides will try to join, and the only way is through,'" she broke off suddenly, and turned her gaze to Ron. "Ron, do you think this is right? Messing with people's emotions to prove a point, or win a little bet?" she asked, her brown eyes pleading with him.
"Kind of late for that, isn't it?" he snapped, but inside he was thinking the same thing. Then, a thought entered his mind." 'Mione? What if it's happening right now? Don't they have to make eye contact? What if it's going on now, and we're missing it?"
Hermione stirred instantly, snapping her fingers and picking up the papers. "You know, you're right. Go! I'll catch up." He stood still for a moment, then she pushed him towards the dinning hall. "GO!"
"Ron walked back in, trying not to be noticed, and slid up to his seat, only to be confronted by wide grins.
(Ok, confusion time, I'm gonna switch POV's now to Harry, from the same point, ok? Good)
"What's wrong with you?" asked Ron, after sliding in. The table just grinned at him some more.
"Where's Hermione?" asked Neville. Harry bit his tongue to keep from laughing as Ron paled slightly, then blushed crimson.
"How should I know?" he asked, trying a bit too hard to sound innocent.
"Yeah? How should he know where she is? It's not like they went to the bathroom together." Said Fred, raising s a suggestive eyebrow. George nodded in agreement, jabbing Ron in the ribs with his elbow. Their section of the table erupted in laughter as Ron crimsoned even more, spilling his drink, also drawing attention from half the other houses. Harry leaned over to remark something to Ron, when a cold, cruel, familiar laugh floated over to their table. He shot a glance in the direction of the Slytherin table, not at all surprised to see that it was Malfoy's laugh. The two rivals locked eyes for a second, Malfoy's steely gray eyes penetrating his skull, daring him to say something. All of a sudden he was over come with a warmth that crept into his mind, blurring his vision of all except Malfoy. A searing pain, ripping through his head, quickly replaced this warmth. Screaming in agony, he fell into rapid unconsciousness.
* *switching to Draco's POV * *
Draco mused over his warm and oddly metallic tasting water, glaring occasionally at his two cronies. The day had not been a good one for him. He'd already lost five points for back talking a teacher, and both Crabbe and Goyle had run into him on his way to the common room earlier. On top of that, that idiot house Gryffindor was obnoxiously loud tonight. They laughed like maniacs, and Pansy, who had been sitting next to him, muttered something rude under her breath, causing him to laugh aloud. His eyes rotated to Potter, and the two glared at each other, before the other's bright green eyes hazed over. Before Draco could think about it, an uncomfortable warmth slid into him, changing instantly to blinding pain. Screeching he fell unconscious to the floor.
* * *(I over use stars and POV's)
Hermione stared dumbfound as she watched Catcher O'Hara and Scarlet Rye, the heads of Gryffindor and Slytherin, picked up Malfoy and Harry to be taken to Madame Pomfry. A wild Ron came running over to her, white with fear. "What's wrong with him?" he asked her. She reflected on what she had just seen; coming into the hall, seeing both Harry and Malfoy scream and faint at the same time. A small, quick passage floated up into her conscious thought. '.faintings, in severe cases.' She gulped, then turned slowly to Ron.
"Ron, I think that Malfoy got Cho's drink." Ron looked at her, wide eyed for a moment, then cursed quietly. Hermione ran a hand through her tangled hair. "Oh what a mess we've created."
AN: Ok,ok..It was, wait a second, 10:55 PM when I finished that, so I kno its odd. R&R s'il vous plait. I've already got an idea for ch. 3!!
Ch. 2
Harry uncomfortably ate his dinner. He had attempted to start a conversation with his two best friends, but something was definitely wrong. Hermione would just smile faintly and continue staring off at some random thing. Ron's uneasiness was more noticeable. His eyes darted around the dinning hall and he would start whenever harry said anything. That, and he was on his fifth cup of water. All his drinking was making him thirsty. Reaching for his own glass, he said,
"Ron, you're drinking an ocean. Slow down and save some for the fishes." At that moment, both Ron and Hermione stopped dead and watched as Harry raised his glass. Uneasy in the attention he lowered it back down.
"What?" he asked, "You're staring."
"Sorry," started Hermione, turning away. Ron's eyes stayed on his glass, then darted over to the Ravenclaw table. Harry shrugged and continued to drink his water. It was oddly warm, and metallic tasting, so he finished it in one gulp. As soon as he set it down, he heard both Hermione and Ron sigh. He tried to ignore their behavior, but couldn't when Hermione suddenly announced that she had to go to the bathroom, got up and left.
"That's a good idea." Said Ron, also standing up. "I think I'll go too. But to the boys, bathroom, that is. Yeah." And with that, he quickly left, leaving behind a confused Harry.
"They're acting odd." Commented Neville, his mouth half-full of rolls. Harry nodded in agreement. "I don't know what's gotten into them."
"I do." Harry turned towards the voice.
"Whatcha mean Fred?" Seames asked. The twins exchanged glances, both grinning wildly.
"You mean you hadn't noticed? George asked, nudging Lee Jordan, who joined in grinning. Between the three of them, they looked like a Cheshire Cat.
"I'm lost. Missed what?" Harry asked, searching the faces of his fellow fifth years, luckily finding confusion there too.
"You know. Have you seen them lately?" Asked Lee.
"Yeah! Sneaking off together, not coming back for the longest time,"
"Whispering to each other." Added George, Fred nodding solemly.
"Oh, Oh!" said a small voice, which turned out to be Ginny, who had been listening silently, till now. "Today they spent all afternoon off together, and Ron came back the happiest I've ever seen him!" Seames, finally catching on, chocked on his supper, and turned to them. "You don't think they're dating?" he managed.
"Weren't you wondering when they would?" asked Fred.
"But-" Harry exclaimed, then it hit him. That had borrowed his invisibility cloak today and been gone a long time. He swallowed another glass of water and turned to the others.
"Wow." was all he could say.
* * *
"He drank it! You saw him!" gasped Ron, meeting Hermione in the hallway. "Cho did too. I've been watching her."
"So,so, so," Ron paused for a moment, "what happens next?"
"Well," Hermione started, pulling random papers out of her robe, littering the floor around her ankle high, until she found what she was looking for. " 'The two sides will try to join, and the only way is through,'" she broke off suddenly, and turned her gaze to Ron. "Ron, do you think this is right? Messing with people's emotions to prove a point, or win a little bet?" she asked, her brown eyes pleading with him.
"Kind of late for that, isn't it?" he snapped, but inside he was thinking the same thing. Then, a thought entered his mind." 'Mione? What if it's happening right now? Don't they have to make eye contact? What if it's going on now, and we're missing it?"
Hermione stirred instantly, snapping her fingers and picking up the papers. "You know, you're right. Go! I'll catch up." He stood still for a moment, then she pushed him towards the dinning hall. "GO!"
"Ron walked back in, trying not to be noticed, and slid up to his seat, only to be confronted by wide grins.
(Ok, confusion time, I'm gonna switch POV's now to Harry, from the same point, ok? Good)
"What's wrong with you?" asked Ron, after sliding in. The table just grinned at him some more.
"Where's Hermione?" asked Neville. Harry bit his tongue to keep from laughing as Ron paled slightly, then blushed crimson.
"How should I know?" he asked, trying a bit too hard to sound innocent.
"Yeah? How should he know where she is? It's not like they went to the bathroom together." Said Fred, raising s a suggestive eyebrow. George nodded in agreement, jabbing Ron in the ribs with his elbow. Their section of the table erupted in laughter as Ron crimsoned even more, spilling his drink, also drawing attention from half the other houses. Harry leaned over to remark something to Ron, when a cold, cruel, familiar laugh floated over to their table. He shot a glance in the direction of the Slytherin table, not at all surprised to see that it was Malfoy's laugh. The two rivals locked eyes for a second, Malfoy's steely gray eyes penetrating his skull, daring him to say something. All of a sudden he was over come with a warmth that crept into his mind, blurring his vision of all except Malfoy. A searing pain, ripping through his head, quickly replaced this warmth. Screaming in agony, he fell into rapid unconsciousness.
* *switching to Draco's POV * *
Draco mused over his warm and oddly metallic tasting water, glaring occasionally at his two cronies. The day had not been a good one for him. He'd already lost five points for back talking a teacher, and both Crabbe and Goyle had run into him on his way to the common room earlier. On top of that, that idiot house Gryffindor was obnoxiously loud tonight. They laughed like maniacs, and Pansy, who had been sitting next to him, muttered something rude under her breath, causing him to laugh aloud. His eyes rotated to Potter, and the two glared at each other, before the other's bright green eyes hazed over. Before Draco could think about it, an uncomfortable warmth slid into him, changing instantly to blinding pain. Screeching he fell unconscious to the floor.
* * *(I over use stars and POV's)
Hermione stared dumbfound as she watched Catcher O'Hara and Scarlet Rye, the heads of Gryffindor and Slytherin, picked up Malfoy and Harry to be taken to Madame Pomfry. A wild Ron came running over to her, white with fear. "What's wrong with him?" he asked her. She reflected on what she had just seen; coming into the hall, seeing both Harry and Malfoy scream and faint at the same time. A small, quick passage floated up into her conscious thought. '.faintings, in severe cases.' She gulped, then turned slowly to Ron.
"Ron, I think that Malfoy got Cho's drink." Ron looked at her, wide eyed for a moment, then cursed quietly. Hermione ran a hand through her tangled hair. "Oh what a mess we've created."
AN: Ok,ok..It was, wait a second, 10:55 PM when I finished that, so I kno its odd. R&R s'il vous plait. I've already got an idea for ch. 3!!