Chapter Seven: Ferrets Are Interesting Creatures
AN: I hope you don't mind that the chapters are shorter if I update more quickly. Is that OK? Well on with the story.
I also think that I just might have fixed my ", ', and . problem for good now. I really hope I have. Well on with the story. And also. quick vote: Would you rather have longer chapters or shorter updates? I'll be expecting feedback, also reviews. Thank-you. That is all.
I woke up to Ron shaking me. He was talking about breakfast, worms, and being early. After my escapade last night I was wired so I wasn't able to go to sleep until around three in the morning. Pointless to say I was exhausted.
"Ron." I groaned. "Go away. Its Saturday. we have the whole weekend until classes start." I rolled over trying to block him out.
"Harry. We got to get down to breakfast. They're going to be handing out our schedules, and I'm hungry." I swung my legs over the side of the bed, attempting to wake up.
"Your starting to sound like Hermione, why are you so interested in the schedules anyways?" I started grabbing cloths out of my trunk along with a toothbrush, the necessary stuff, and headed towards the bathroom. Coming back out Ron was practically wetting himself for us to go downstairs.
"Fine, fine. I'm ready. Lets go get Hermione."
Down in the common room Hermione was sitting in a large red chair reading the book she had last night. Looking up and see us she smiled.
"You guys ready? I've been waiting." She closed her book and dragged us off in the direction of the door.
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Breakfast was wonderful as usual. I was filling myself up on sausages and eggs when the owls came swooping in. Packages were dropped here and there of different things kids left behind. McGonagall came with the mail bringing the schedules for the year.
I didn't bother looking at it yet. I would worry about it Monday when I had to. Hermione at the moment was memorizing it, and saying that we should too.
Ignoring her I got back to my breakfast. That didn't last long. I turned around to see Malfoy standing behind me.
"That was quite a funny prank you pulled yesterday." He sneered, I grinned.
"I'm glad you think so. I'm sure you can look forward to more of them."
"Oh goody. You know, I would wipe that smirk off of your face if I were you, I don't appreciate it Scar-Face." Malfoy looked up to see McGonagall walking towards us.
"It's not the only smirk I ever see around here Ferret." I had to admire Hermione's courage.
"This isn't the last your going to hear from me Potter, you either Granger." Taking another look at McGonagall. "Watch your back." He had no idea. I called after him as he walked away.
"Don't worry, I make a living out of it." I turned back to my food. Suddenly my bacon didn't look so appealing.
"It's ok Harry. Malfoy is just being a git like usual. Ignore him and maybe he'll just leave you alone." Hermione put a comforting had on my shoulder. "He's only jealous of you."
"Hermione. He's a greasy snake, you can't just ignore him. He'll be back to torment you, take action. Punch him in the face if all else fails." Ron glared at Malfoy who was now sitting at the Slytherin table talking to his cronies.
"It's alright guys. Really. Don't worry; I'm not putting up with anymore of his crap this year. I've had enough." I stood up from the table disgusted with my breakfast. I shook of Hermione and Ron's shouts of disapproval as I briskly walked towards the hall door. Nothing mattered now but finding sanctuary.
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AN: I'm getting annoyed with this. Please no told you so's. I'm going to start writing in third person. OK with you guys? Great.
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Hermione had found Harry sitting in the stands of the Quidditch field. She had assured Ron that it was best to go alone, and left him to the rest of his breakfast.
"Harry. You know that I'm always here." That was all. No questions, no reprimands. Just giving him the simple knowledge that she was there. That was all Harry needed.
"Thank-You" He said while staring off at nothing in particular.
"I really don't know why I let him get to me so. There's just something so knowing about him, that, I guess I almost believe what he says." Hermione gasped and grabbed Harry's hand forcing him to look at her.
"Don't ever say that again. You know that everything he says is all pulled out of his arse that very second. You are the greatest, most brave, caring and powerful wizard I know. He will never amount, even in ten years, to every thing you are right now." Harry smiled at her ferocity.
"I know Herm, I know I shouldn't be getting this worked up over someone like Malfoy. It's just everything over the past four years is coming back at me with force. I just don't know what to think anymore." He returned his gaze back over the Quiditch field, not knowing that Hermione still had a grip on his hand.
"Harry." Hermione tenderly reached over and brushed his hair out of his eyes.
"I wish I could tell you that I know what you're going through, and be able to tell you everything is going to be alright. So I guess you'll just have to trust me even without my inexperience on this matter." She tightened her grip on Harry's hand.
"Everything is going to turn out for the better, it will. You're going to beat that goon they call 'Dark Lord', and your going to grow old and watch your great-grandchildren skin their knees. You're going to teach you sons and theirs after them the proper way to play Quidditch. It'll be ok."
Harry looked over to Hermione, his eyes brimming with happiness.
"Thank-you. I know what you say is right, so. thank-you. But I still can't help feeling doomed."
Hermione smiled and stood up, Harry following suit.
"Anytime Flash, anytime. How's a bout you show me some new moves you thought up over the summer."
Harry smiled.
"Thanks."
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AN: Ok sorry this is so short. Only 1106 words. I'll try and get it up next time. I've been thinking about putting this on hold and starting a 5th year fic. I'll think about that more, and you guys tell me what you think. OK?
Great. I'll update soon.
Thanks to everyone who has updated.
AN: I hope you don't mind that the chapters are shorter if I update more quickly. Is that OK? Well on with the story.
I also think that I just might have fixed my ", ', and . problem for good now. I really hope I have. Well on with the story. And also. quick vote: Would you rather have longer chapters or shorter updates? I'll be expecting feedback, also reviews. Thank-you. That is all.
I woke up to Ron shaking me. He was talking about breakfast, worms, and being early. After my escapade last night I was wired so I wasn't able to go to sleep until around three in the morning. Pointless to say I was exhausted.
"Ron." I groaned. "Go away. Its Saturday. we have the whole weekend until classes start." I rolled over trying to block him out.
"Harry. We got to get down to breakfast. They're going to be handing out our schedules, and I'm hungry." I swung my legs over the side of the bed, attempting to wake up.
"Your starting to sound like Hermione, why are you so interested in the schedules anyways?" I started grabbing cloths out of my trunk along with a toothbrush, the necessary stuff, and headed towards the bathroom. Coming back out Ron was practically wetting himself for us to go downstairs.
"Fine, fine. I'm ready. Lets go get Hermione."
Down in the common room Hermione was sitting in a large red chair reading the book she had last night. Looking up and see us she smiled.
"You guys ready? I've been waiting." She closed her book and dragged us off in the direction of the door.
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Breakfast was wonderful as usual. I was filling myself up on sausages and eggs when the owls came swooping in. Packages were dropped here and there of different things kids left behind. McGonagall came with the mail bringing the schedules for the year.
I didn't bother looking at it yet. I would worry about it Monday when I had to. Hermione at the moment was memorizing it, and saying that we should too.
Ignoring her I got back to my breakfast. That didn't last long. I turned around to see Malfoy standing behind me.
"That was quite a funny prank you pulled yesterday." He sneered, I grinned.
"I'm glad you think so. I'm sure you can look forward to more of them."
"Oh goody. You know, I would wipe that smirk off of your face if I were you, I don't appreciate it Scar-Face." Malfoy looked up to see McGonagall walking towards us.
"It's not the only smirk I ever see around here Ferret." I had to admire Hermione's courage.
"This isn't the last your going to hear from me Potter, you either Granger." Taking another look at McGonagall. "Watch your back." He had no idea. I called after him as he walked away.
"Don't worry, I make a living out of it." I turned back to my food. Suddenly my bacon didn't look so appealing.
"It's ok Harry. Malfoy is just being a git like usual. Ignore him and maybe he'll just leave you alone." Hermione put a comforting had on my shoulder. "He's only jealous of you."
"Hermione. He's a greasy snake, you can't just ignore him. He'll be back to torment you, take action. Punch him in the face if all else fails." Ron glared at Malfoy who was now sitting at the Slytherin table talking to his cronies.
"It's alright guys. Really. Don't worry; I'm not putting up with anymore of his crap this year. I've had enough." I stood up from the table disgusted with my breakfast. I shook of Hermione and Ron's shouts of disapproval as I briskly walked towards the hall door. Nothing mattered now but finding sanctuary.
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AN: I'm getting annoyed with this. Please no told you so's. I'm going to start writing in third person. OK with you guys? Great.
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Hermione had found Harry sitting in the stands of the Quidditch field. She had assured Ron that it was best to go alone, and left him to the rest of his breakfast.
"Harry. You know that I'm always here." That was all. No questions, no reprimands. Just giving him the simple knowledge that she was there. That was all Harry needed.
"Thank-You" He said while staring off at nothing in particular.
"I really don't know why I let him get to me so. There's just something so knowing about him, that, I guess I almost believe what he says." Hermione gasped and grabbed Harry's hand forcing him to look at her.
"Don't ever say that again. You know that everything he says is all pulled out of his arse that very second. You are the greatest, most brave, caring and powerful wizard I know. He will never amount, even in ten years, to every thing you are right now." Harry smiled at her ferocity.
"I know Herm, I know I shouldn't be getting this worked up over someone like Malfoy. It's just everything over the past four years is coming back at me with force. I just don't know what to think anymore." He returned his gaze back over the Quiditch field, not knowing that Hermione still had a grip on his hand.
"Harry." Hermione tenderly reached over and brushed his hair out of his eyes.
"I wish I could tell you that I know what you're going through, and be able to tell you everything is going to be alright. So I guess you'll just have to trust me even without my inexperience on this matter." She tightened her grip on Harry's hand.
"Everything is going to turn out for the better, it will. You're going to beat that goon they call 'Dark Lord', and your going to grow old and watch your great-grandchildren skin their knees. You're going to teach you sons and theirs after them the proper way to play Quidditch. It'll be ok."
Harry looked over to Hermione, his eyes brimming with happiness.
"Thank-you. I know what you say is right, so. thank-you. But I still can't help feeling doomed."
Hermione smiled and stood up, Harry following suit.
"Anytime Flash, anytime. How's a bout you show me some new moves you thought up over the summer."
Harry smiled.
"Thanks."
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AN: Ok sorry this is so short. Only 1106 words. I'll try and get it up next time. I've been thinking about putting this on hold and starting a 5th year fic. I'll think about that more, and you guys tell me what you think. OK?
Great. I'll update soon.
Thanks to everyone who has updated.
