HIDDEN
CHAPTER TWO: HEAR
"Him" is revealed! Aren't all my adoring reviewers happy?
OK.damnit. Why is everybody in Slytherin? Anyway, here are points: Gryffindor: 0 Hufflepuff: 0 Ravenclaw: 0 Slytherin: 0
That is pathetic. No offense, but it really is. ^_^
You were only allowed one guess, so I just took the first one for everybody.
UPDATE FOR ALL WHO CARE (i.e. no one) = Mandy Brocklehurst is overprotected by her older brother Justin, but fantasizes over someone known as Him. Mandy is a smart Ravenclaw, but she hasn't ever gone on a date and is fed up with Justin's protection.
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hear
It was dinner on December the 18. The Great Hall was full. Floating candles lit up the Hall, and scrumptious food was laid out on the tables. Everyone in the Great Hal dug in. Except Mandy Brocklehurst.
"I'm not hungry," she told Justin and Layla.
After they had finished eating (with Justin forcing Mandy to eat a piece of chicken), the headmaster, Professor Albus Dumbledore, stood up.
"Due to our ---- er ---- incident last year with the Triwizard Tournament, I am sorry to announce we cannot hold that again," he said.
Boos and groans were heard around the Great Hall.
"The Yule Ball will still be held, however, on December the 25th. The famous ceremony in which the champions open the ball will still be held, as well. However, since we will have no Champions, Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout, Madam Hooch, and Professor Snape will be choosing two representative of each of their houses to participate. If you wish to speak with them about this, you have no restrictions from me." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "I believe they will be announcing the representatives by the end of the week."
Professor McGonagall glanced at the other head of houses. "We already have a clear in our heads. We should be able to declare those representatives tomorrow."
Murmurs spread across the student body, as the students looked at each other excitedly.
"What's the age restriction?" a proud first year asked vainly.
"Fourth year and above," Professor Snape answered cruelly.
Most students looked dismayed. Others, however, looked ecstatic. They started to bombard the teachers with questions.
"Now, now," said Dumbledore, amused. "It's time for you to go back to your dormitories. You can ask as many questions as you want to tomorrow. Off you go, now."
The students walked glumly to their houses.
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Mandy spent the next day worrying. She was a fifth year, and was one of Madam Hooch's favorites. Who would she go with if she was picked?
Just saw her stressed face and smiled comfortingly. "Don't worry, Mandy. I already talked to Madam Hooch. She won't choose you."
Mandy felt anger boil to her head. This time, she didn't push it away. "I can't believe you, Justin!"
Justin looked stunned. "What?"
"You heard me. I cannot believe that you talked to Madam Hooch before talking to me."
Justin gave a hollow chuckle. "It wasn't like you wanted to go anyway, was it?"
Mandy raised her eyebrows. Her hazel eyes flickered with anger.
Justin didn't see this. "You were over there stressing out over the Yule Ball, so I thought I'd tell you I made sure it wasn't you. Now, what's the problem with that?"
"The problem with that is," said Mandy hotly, "that I was worrying that I might not get it."
"Yeah, right."
"Yes, I was, Justin, as hard as it may be for you to believe.
Mandy stomped out the mirror.
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That night at dinner, the students ate quickly and impatiently, dying to know who would be chosen. After 15 minutes, all of the students were finished.
Dumbledore stood up, eyes shining. "I see all of you are excited to find out who the house champions are. Professor McGonagall?"
Professor McGonagall stood up. "Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley."
Mandy flinched at His name. As the two boys stood up, she kept her eyes on the redhead. Ron Weasley was Him. Her Crush. Him.
Applause echoed throughout the Great Hall. Harry, Ron, and Professor McGonagall sat down. Professor Snape stood up. "Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zambini."
The two boys stood up, and the Slytherin table clapped loudly before they and Snape sat down.
Madam Hooch stood up. "Cho Chang and Justin Brocklehurst."
Cho and Justin stood, smiling. Harry Potter's face fell, Mandy saw. He had no doubt wanted to ask Cho, but Champions couldn't ask each other. Mandy wondered who he would ask now.
They sat down and Professor Sprout stood up. "Hannah Abbot and Aaron Jordan." The pair stood up, faced in wide smiles, then all three sat down.
Dumbledore spoke once more, and the hall fell into silence. "Yes, yes, congratulations, Champions, congratulations. You must report to me with your dates on December 22nd for a form of ---- erm ---- practice. Off you go now!"
The students dashed off in four different directions, crowding around Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zambini, Cho Chang, Justin Brocklehurst, Hannah Abbot, and Aaron Jordan.
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Okay then. This was interesting, especially with the points. So here's another question:
WHO WILL HARRY ASK?
This is probably pretty easy, but let's try it anyway.
LAHAK
~Serenity~
CHAPTER TWO: HEAR
"Him" is revealed! Aren't all my adoring reviewers happy?
OK.damnit. Why is everybody in Slytherin? Anyway, here are points: Gryffindor: 0 Hufflepuff: 0 Ravenclaw: 0 Slytherin: 0
That is pathetic. No offense, but it really is. ^_^
You were only allowed one guess, so I just took the first one for everybody.
UPDATE FOR ALL WHO CARE (i.e. no one) = Mandy Brocklehurst is overprotected by her older brother Justin, but fantasizes over someone known as Him. Mandy is a smart Ravenclaw, but she hasn't ever gone on a date and is fed up with Justin's protection.
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hear
It was dinner on December the 18. The Great Hall was full. Floating candles lit up the Hall, and scrumptious food was laid out on the tables. Everyone in the Great Hal dug in. Except Mandy Brocklehurst.
"I'm not hungry," she told Justin and Layla.
After they had finished eating (with Justin forcing Mandy to eat a piece of chicken), the headmaster, Professor Albus Dumbledore, stood up.
"Due to our ---- er ---- incident last year with the Triwizard Tournament, I am sorry to announce we cannot hold that again," he said.
Boos and groans were heard around the Great Hall.
"The Yule Ball will still be held, however, on December the 25th. The famous ceremony in which the champions open the ball will still be held, as well. However, since we will have no Champions, Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout, Madam Hooch, and Professor Snape will be choosing two representative of each of their houses to participate. If you wish to speak with them about this, you have no restrictions from me." Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "I believe they will be announcing the representatives by the end of the week."
Professor McGonagall glanced at the other head of houses. "We already have a clear in our heads. We should be able to declare those representatives tomorrow."
Murmurs spread across the student body, as the students looked at each other excitedly.
"What's the age restriction?" a proud first year asked vainly.
"Fourth year and above," Professor Snape answered cruelly.
Most students looked dismayed. Others, however, looked ecstatic. They started to bombard the teachers with questions.
"Now, now," said Dumbledore, amused. "It's time for you to go back to your dormitories. You can ask as many questions as you want to tomorrow. Off you go, now."
The students walked glumly to their houses.
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Mandy spent the next day worrying. She was a fifth year, and was one of Madam Hooch's favorites. Who would she go with if she was picked?
Just saw her stressed face and smiled comfortingly. "Don't worry, Mandy. I already talked to Madam Hooch. She won't choose you."
Mandy felt anger boil to her head. This time, she didn't push it away. "I can't believe you, Justin!"
Justin looked stunned. "What?"
"You heard me. I cannot believe that you talked to Madam Hooch before talking to me."
Justin gave a hollow chuckle. "It wasn't like you wanted to go anyway, was it?"
Mandy raised her eyebrows. Her hazel eyes flickered with anger.
Justin didn't see this. "You were over there stressing out over the Yule Ball, so I thought I'd tell you I made sure it wasn't you. Now, what's the problem with that?"
"The problem with that is," said Mandy hotly, "that I was worrying that I might not get it."
"Yeah, right."
"Yes, I was, Justin, as hard as it may be for you to believe.
Mandy stomped out the mirror.
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That night at dinner, the students ate quickly and impatiently, dying to know who would be chosen. After 15 minutes, all of the students were finished.
Dumbledore stood up, eyes shining. "I see all of you are excited to find out who the house champions are. Professor McGonagall?"
Professor McGonagall stood up. "Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley."
Mandy flinched at His name. As the two boys stood up, she kept her eyes on the redhead. Ron Weasley was Him. Her Crush. Him.
Applause echoed throughout the Great Hall. Harry, Ron, and Professor McGonagall sat down. Professor Snape stood up. "Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zambini."
The two boys stood up, and the Slytherin table clapped loudly before they and Snape sat down.
Madam Hooch stood up. "Cho Chang and Justin Brocklehurst."
Cho and Justin stood, smiling. Harry Potter's face fell, Mandy saw. He had no doubt wanted to ask Cho, but Champions couldn't ask each other. Mandy wondered who he would ask now.
They sat down and Professor Sprout stood up. "Hannah Abbot and Aaron Jordan." The pair stood up, faced in wide smiles, then all three sat down.
Dumbledore spoke once more, and the hall fell into silence. "Yes, yes, congratulations, Champions, congratulations. You must report to me with your dates on December 22nd for a form of ---- erm ---- practice. Off you go now!"
The students dashed off in four different directions, crowding around Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zambini, Cho Chang, Justin Brocklehurst, Hannah Abbot, and Aaron Jordan.
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Okay then. This was interesting, especially with the points. So here's another question:
WHO WILL HARRY ASK?
This is probably pretty easy, but let's try it anyway.
LAHAK
~Serenity~
