Draco: Our mistress is off resting, never wrote so much in one day, then
she finally felt the effects. How slow of her....
Ron: Draco, shut up. You are so rude.
Harry: Rude! He's not the only one. Everyone had been saying they don't like me! *pout*
Draco: I can't help it if my audience is intelligent, beautiful and smart to not like you.
Harry: Oh, smart, eh? You used one word twice.
Draco: I can't help it! They are just sooooooooo smart that I had to say it twice!
Harry: *glare*
Ron: NE-wayz, *rolls eyes* The Yule Ball and the 2nd Task will be coming in the next 2 chapters. Real big skip ahead, I know. But thank you ~* Maleficent*~ for skipping homework to read this. *huggles*
Harry: How is AP history hard? Nov has been wondering about that, scheduling for everything next semester.
Draco: She's such a dork!
Ron: You're lucky she ain't here to kick your ass. Thank to ~*Aloh Dark*~ for actually finding something I said/she said funny! Use it, have fun with it! I liked the conversation as well.
Draco: Why do you sound so Virginian like. You've been around her too long. What's up with people reading this and schoolwork?
Ron: Who knows and who cares? Now this one, I'm not sure about cuz we saw this in her e-mail then we deleted and....yeah, I believe it was ~*Snowdrop*~...if so, thank you for reviewing!
Draco: And lastly out favorite freak-of-the-week, other than Nov, ~*Velvet*~. Now, this whole business of sex...if you want to, set it up, then ask Nov to borrow us. She'll let you; she always wanted to be a female pimp.
Harry: I feel so cheap.
Draco: You should.
Ron: I do, too.
Draco: *rushes to Ron's side* I'm so sorry. You're not. I'm really sorry our master is a slut.
Ron: Thnx.....I guess? Go read before something else happens.
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Chpt 11
A roaring fire crackled as Hermione, Ron and Harry sat around it in the Gryffindor Common Room. Ron was lying on the couch, asleep, Hermione was off studying in one of the armchairs and Harry sat, thinking.
He had just saw what was supposedly the future. He was with Ron, telling him his love, kissing him, making love to him. And he didn't even know he had feelings for him. He wasn't gay. He wasn't in love with his friend. Yes, he loved him but he wasn't in love with him. Ron was his best friend, the one he could trust. Though, these past weeks, Ron didn't show his loyalty. He abandoned him when he needed him. How could anyone fall in love with someone like that? Ron didn't believe him when he told the truth about the Goblet. Ron didn't talk to him. Ron had an affair. He was his best friend and he hadn't told him of his relationship. With a Slytherin nonetheless. How could he do that?....
.... How could he do that? How could that bastard hurt Ron? How could he send him into this world of dolor that had surrounded itself, wrapped itself around Ron? Harry would never hurt Ron like that. He would cherish him if he had the chance. Ron was his first friend. Not true or best or loyal but first. When someone makes their first friend, they remember that person all their lives. And Harry would never forget Ron. He was the one who offered his hand in friendship; the one who doesn't really see Harry as a celebrity but as plain old Harry.
Ron was a great person and it sickened him that people didn't see that in him. Ron was beautiful and charming and funny and protective and....beautiful. Ron was handsome. He was tall with fair skin, bespeckled with freckles. He had a clumsy sort of grace about him. But it was his heart, his constant faithfulness that Harry admired. Ron was always by his side, even when up against the Dark Lord himself, Ron was right there.
He liked Ron.
"So, have you started figured out how your going to stay under ground for an hour?" inquired Hermione from behind her book. (A/N: Yes, I know that by this time Harry didn't even know about that part. All he was worrying about was asking Cho out but please suspend your disbelief. Thank you ^__^)
"Uh...no." he whispered.
"Harry," nagged Hermione, "you have to get started on this. You need to figure out how you are going to be able to last underwater for an hour."
"Maybe if I start now, I can start to expand my lungs until they have the capacity to hold an hour's worth of air."
"Harry, get serious!"
"Oh bugger off 'Mione." A voice grumbled from the couch.
"Ron!" she screeched. "How dare you? Go back to sleep. And plus he needs to go and research. Not fiddle-faddle about. This is serious."
"Well, Hermione, he's been working hard for a long time. He deserves a break. The Yule Ball is coming up and he's been shot down by his crush. Let him be."
"Fine. About the dance, have you two found a date?" she asked, putting her book down and looking from Harry and Ron.
"I'm not going." Ron groaned as he lifted himself off the couch, feeling the stiffness creep up through his neck.
"Ron, please. It won't be the same without you." Said Harry.
"I'm not going and you know why. I don't see the need to reinstated that fact."
"Ron, come on. All you have to do is...." Harry had just seen Parvati and Lavender come through the portrait hole. "Wait here." (A/N: From here until I say is from the book, so it'll flow a bit better as to why the two gay boys are going with girls.)
Harry knew that they needed dates and it might be somewhat fun to go with people from their house. Harry stood up, walking straight up to Parvati and asked:
"Parvati? Will you go to the ball with me?"
After a moment of giggles passed, she finally answered, "Yes, alright then."
"Thanks. Lavender will you go with Ron?"
"She's going with Seamus," said Parvati, the pair erupted into more giggles.
Harry sighed. "Do you know of anyone who would go with Ron?" he said, lowering his voice so Ron wouldn't hear.
"What about Hermione Granger?"
"She already has a date."
"Well...." Parvati said slowly, "I suppose my sister might...Padma, you know...in Ravenclaw. I'll ask her, if you like?"
"Yeah, let me know will you?" (End of passage)
Harry walked over to his two friends who were still lounging around the fire.
"Now what were you saying, Harry?" Ron asked as Harry sat back down in his previous position near Ron.
"Nothing. All I was going to say is that you need to find someone to be your date. But I already found you one." Harry said nonchalantly.
"WHAT?!?" Ron and Hermione yelled in stereo.
"I don't want a date! I'm not going!"
"How did you set him up with?!" Hermione wondered.
"Padma, Parvati's sister in Ravenclaw."
"Are you mental?"
"Please Ron. You'll miss out on so much. Like me making a complete idiot of myself on the dance floor with Parvati." Harry smiled.
"You're going with Parvati? This must be some desperate act of yours."
"Yes. As soon as you feel bored, come get me and we'll leave."
"You sure?"
"I promise."
"But her?"
"I don't think this school is ready to see you dancing about with a boy yet Ron." Hermione interjected.
"Funny! I'll go with her, I guess."
"Thank you." Harry smiled gleefully. He would make that night perfect for Ron...perfectly boring.
Ron: Draco, shut up. You are so rude.
Harry: Rude! He's not the only one. Everyone had been saying they don't like me! *pout*
Draco: I can't help it if my audience is intelligent, beautiful and smart to not like you.
Harry: Oh, smart, eh? You used one word twice.
Draco: I can't help it! They are just sooooooooo smart that I had to say it twice!
Harry: *glare*
Ron: NE-wayz, *rolls eyes* The Yule Ball and the 2nd Task will be coming in the next 2 chapters. Real big skip ahead, I know. But thank you ~* Maleficent*~ for skipping homework to read this. *huggles*
Harry: How is AP history hard? Nov has been wondering about that, scheduling for everything next semester.
Draco: She's such a dork!
Ron: You're lucky she ain't here to kick your ass. Thank to ~*Aloh Dark*~ for actually finding something I said/she said funny! Use it, have fun with it! I liked the conversation as well.
Draco: Why do you sound so Virginian like. You've been around her too long. What's up with people reading this and schoolwork?
Ron: Who knows and who cares? Now this one, I'm not sure about cuz we saw this in her e-mail then we deleted and....yeah, I believe it was ~*Snowdrop*~...if so, thank you for reviewing!
Draco: And lastly out favorite freak-of-the-week, other than Nov, ~*Velvet*~. Now, this whole business of sex...if you want to, set it up, then ask Nov to borrow us. She'll let you; she always wanted to be a female pimp.
Harry: I feel so cheap.
Draco: You should.
Ron: I do, too.
Draco: *rushes to Ron's side* I'm so sorry. You're not. I'm really sorry our master is a slut.
Ron: Thnx.....I guess? Go read before something else happens.
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Chpt 11
A roaring fire crackled as Hermione, Ron and Harry sat around it in the Gryffindor Common Room. Ron was lying on the couch, asleep, Hermione was off studying in one of the armchairs and Harry sat, thinking.
He had just saw what was supposedly the future. He was with Ron, telling him his love, kissing him, making love to him. And he didn't even know he had feelings for him. He wasn't gay. He wasn't in love with his friend. Yes, he loved him but he wasn't in love with him. Ron was his best friend, the one he could trust. Though, these past weeks, Ron didn't show his loyalty. He abandoned him when he needed him. How could anyone fall in love with someone like that? Ron didn't believe him when he told the truth about the Goblet. Ron didn't talk to him. Ron had an affair. He was his best friend and he hadn't told him of his relationship. With a Slytherin nonetheless. How could he do that?....
.... How could he do that? How could that bastard hurt Ron? How could he send him into this world of dolor that had surrounded itself, wrapped itself around Ron? Harry would never hurt Ron like that. He would cherish him if he had the chance. Ron was his first friend. Not true or best or loyal but first. When someone makes their first friend, they remember that person all their lives. And Harry would never forget Ron. He was the one who offered his hand in friendship; the one who doesn't really see Harry as a celebrity but as plain old Harry.
Ron was a great person and it sickened him that people didn't see that in him. Ron was beautiful and charming and funny and protective and....beautiful. Ron was handsome. He was tall with fair skin, bespeckled with freckles. He had a clumsy sort of grace about him. But it was his heart, his constant faithfulness that Harry admired. Ron was always by his side, even when up against the Dark Lord himself, Ron was right there.
He liked Ron.
"So, have you started figured out how your going to stay under ground for an hour?" inquired Hermione from behind her book. (A/N: Yes, I know that by this time Harry didn't even know about that part. All he was worrying about was asking Cho out but please suspend your disbelief. Thank you ^__^)
"Uh...no." he whispered.
"Harry," nagged Hermione, "you have to get started on this. You need to figure out how you are going to be able to last underwater for an hour."
"Maybe if I start now, I can start to expand my lungs until they have the capacity to hold an hour's worth of air."
"Harry, get serious!"
"Oh bugger off 'Mione." A voice grumbled from the couch.
"Ron!" she screeched. "How dare you? Go back to sleep. And plus he needs to go and research. Not fiddle-faddle about. This is serious."
"Well, Hermione, he's been working hard for a long time. He deserves a break. The Yule Ball is coming up and he's been shot down by his crush. Let him be."
"Fine. About the dance, have you two found a date?" she asked, putting her book down and looking from Harry and Ron.
"I'm not going." Ron groaned as he lifted himself off the couch, feeling the stiffness creep up through his neck.
"Ron, please. It won't be the same without you." Said Harry.
"I'm not going and you know why. I don't see the need to reinstated that fact."
"Ron, come on. All you have to do is...." Harry had just seen Parvati and Lavender come through the portrait hole. "Wait here." (A/N: From here until I say is from the book, so it'll flow a bit better as to why the two gay boys are going with girls.)
Harry knew that they needed dates and it might be somewhat fun to go with people from their house. Harry stood up, walking straight up to Parvati and asked:
"Parvati? Will you go to the ball with me?"
After a moment of giggles passed, she finally answered, "Yes, alright then."
"Thanks. Lavender will you go with Ron?"
"She's going with Seamus," said Parvati, the pair erupted into more giggles.
Harry sighed. "Do you know of anyone who would go with Ron?" he said, lowering his voice so Ron wouldn't hear.
"What about Hermione Granger?"
"She already has a date."
"Well...." Parvati said slowly, "I suppose my sister might...Padma, you know...in Ravenclaw. I'll ask her, if you like?"
"Yeah, let me know will you?" (End of passage)
Harry walked over to his two friends who were still lounging around the fire.
"Now what were you saying, Harry?" Ron asked as Harry sat back down in his previous position near Ron.
"Nothing. All I was going to say is that you need to find someone to be your date. But I already found you one." Harry said nonchalantly.
"WHAT?!?" Ron and Hermione yelled in stereo.
"I don't want a date! I'm not going!"
"How did you set him up with?!" Hermione wondered.
"Padma, Parvati's sister in Ravenclaw."
"Are you mental?"
"Please Ron. You'll miss out on so much. Like me making a complete idiot of myself on the dance floor with Parvati." Harry smiled.
"You're going with Parvati? This must be some desperate act of yours."
"Yes. As soon as you feel bored, come get me and we'll leave."
"You sure?"
"I promise."
"But her?"
"I don't think this school is ready to see you dancing about with a boy yet Ron." Hermione interjected.
"Funny! I'll go with her, I guess."
"Thank you." Harry smiled gleefully. He would make that night perfect for Ron...perfectly boring.