Another Face
By: Evol Nogara
Chapter Five: First Intentions
Summary: Hermione is dazed, Quidditch tryouts, cursing from Malfoy, and more to come.
Disclaimer: I own only the plot and the pervy-ness.
*
Hermione stood dazed until she realized she was almost late for class. She met up with Harry and Ron on the way.
"Hermione, are you okay? You seem a little different today."
"What are you talking about? I feel fine. Now let's get to Defense Against the Dark Arts already."
"Yeah, I can't wait to meet our new teacher."
"You just like her looks, Ron."
"No I-"
"Oh, look we're here."
The three filed into the classroom. It had been redecorated with books and paintings of wizards.
"Nice of you to join us. Come in and sit down."
Professor Sekha was not a regular Professor. She seemed too young and beautiful. There was something odd about her. She could've had any job in the world but she chose to be a professor and at Hogwarts of all schools.
"Today we are going to start with section V. From what I've heard you've never had a proper Professor for quite a long time."
This was partly true. In their third year, Professor Lupin was the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher they've ever had. He turned out to be a great help to Harry. The students took out their books, 'Just in Case: A Study of Dark Arts and Creatures.'
"Vampires, who can tell me what they are?"
Hermione surprisingly did not raise her hand. Dean Thomas did.
"They're blood sucking ghosts."
"Great definition Dean. They are ghosts and are usually former wizards and witches with a bad past or death."
The rest of the lesson was mainly about how to defeat a vampire and what their weaknesses are.
"I don't think I'll be able to bring you a vampire but I'll see what I can do."
The students were both excited and scared about what to do in case Professor Sekha did bring a vampire. Hermione did not seem too scared about the vampires but she did flinch whenever Professor Sekha looked her way. Harry had not noticed but Ron did. He kept asking Hermione if she was alright.
"What's wrong with you Hermione? Stop twitching."
"I am not twitching. I'm just a bit...cold."
"Cold? It's not cold."
"Well I am. You're not the one wearing a skirt now are you?"
"Then go wear a longer skirt."
Hermione gave a Ron a stern look and sped to the next class. Harry held up his hand, as if he was about to say something but lowered it and shook his head at Ron.
"What? What did I say?"
"Ron. Just keep telling yourself: Hermione is a girl."
Ron wore a confused look. Harry sighed and pushed Ron to the next class.
*
The rest of the classes were as usual. Neville melted his first caldron of the Seventh year, and surely not his last. Lavender and Parvati were too busy gossiping to notice that their Dragonflower had eaten their books. Everyone, except Hermione, fell asleep in Professor Binn's class. And by the time it was all over Harry had to meet up for Quidditch, they were choosing the new chasers and beaters.
"Harry!" Hermione called down the hall.
Harry turned back and searched for Hermione in the crowd. She pushed her way through to Harry.
"You have to wait up for Ron! Don't tell me you forgot?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah. But I have to be there first. I really want to be captain this year."
"Is your position in Quidditch more important than your friend?"
Harry felt a little ashamed and waited for Ron anxiously. Ron had gone back to his dorms to fetch his broom, a Cleansweep Seven.
"Ron! Where were you?"
"I was just-"
"No time. We have to hurry."
Harry dragged Ron down the hallways and headed for the Quidditch green. Hermione followed behind them.
*
To their surprise, more than twenty people had showed up, including Ginny and Colin.
"Colin? Where's your broom?"
"Oh, I'm just here to take pictures."
Colin flashed his camera in Harry's face and headed up to the stands with Hermione. Harry picked up his broom and gathered with his past teammates; Seamus and Dean where chasers and Tom, a fifth year, was his beater. They needed a Keeper, Chaser, and Beater. Ron was looking quite nervous; he had wanted to be keeper for ages but never had the chance to until now. Ginny was trying out for chaser, she had George's old broom; a Comet Two-Sixty. Harry was surprised to see Lavender Brown trying out for beater. She had always seemed to be the one dating after the Quidditch players, not being one of them. She did have some experience, since she claimed to have spent her whole life playing softball. While Harry, Dean, Seamus, and Tom were discussing their plans, the Slytherins also came to have their tryouts. Harry noticed the group of green entering the field, he walked straight towards them and his teammates followed.
"What's the meaning of this?"
"Isn't it obvious? We're having our tryouts. I'd've thought that you of all people would recognize one, but I guess after six years of Quidditch you still can't figure it out."
Malfoy looked awfully smug with himself, and he and the rest of his teammates chuckled at his comment. Harry look as red as his scarlet robes, but he resisted the urge to turn Malfoy into a three-legged penguin. Hermione was at the edge of her seats trying to see what had happened. She noticed that no one had started spitting out slugs and sat back into her seat. Harry suggested an idea.
"Well, Malfoy, why don't we just have friendly game of Quidditch to pick our players? That way we could both use the field and have our new teams picked."
Malfoy thought about this for a while, and looked back to discuss this with this teammates. He turned around with a nasty smirk on his face.
"Very well, might as well make use of the first semi-good idea you've had in a while."
It was only then that Harry noticed all his players were tall seventh year boys, except one, but even he was well over most seventh years' height. He noticed his teammates had shocked expressions on their face, but remained in their firmly in their positions.
*
"All players will be playing the field, except the Seekers, seeing as someone from both team needs to do the scoring and it's too dark to see the snitch."
Hermione had been called down to referee the game, but Harry and Ron doubted that she would do anything. Harry and Draco sat on opposite sides of the field with scoring sheets. Both scribbling away and occasionally looking up to check the players. Ron kept a good guard over the goals but missed a few when they ganged up on him and pushed him away. Dean, Seamus, and Ginny were scoring as much as the Slytherins, despite their height difference. Lavender and Tom flew all over the field, saving their players from concussions while causing the other team knockouts. Draco had picked the strongest, tallest players but they weren't that bright. Harry, on the other hand, had great players all around. He ended up accepting everyone in their new team. In the end, Slytherins lost, causing Malfoy to go on a cursing rage with them and kicking out most of the players. Harry had been made captain, as he had been on the team the longest. They all suspected that Draco was captain too, from his leader-like behavior.
"Congratulations to both of you!"
Hermione hugged Harry, who was already red from excitement and yelling. She gave Ron pat on the back, who was looking very proud of himself. Ginny was also quite happy and walked away with Lavender, screaming over their triumph over Slytherins. Colin was still clicking away when they exited the field and went inside the showers.
*
Hermione waited outside while Harry and Ron went inside the showers. She noticed Malfoy, still looking extremely angry. He was walking down the hall, with his uniform still on. His usual mob of Slytherins were no where in sight. Hermione stood up as Draco walked by.
"So, I'm guessing you're captain?"
"What's it to you?"
He spat out the words like poison.
"I was just asking. No need to get all bossy."
The fire in his eyes were glowing now.
"If you must know, I am. But it doesn't seem like that's the question you wanted answered."
It must have been obvious because Hermione looked as if she had just lost her copy of 'Hogwarts, A History'.
"What happened this morning?"
"I had a feeling you were going to ask me that."
Draco pulled Hermione around the corner.
"It meant nothing. I was just feeling in the mood for something and got caught up in the moment."
"But why me?"
"What? Do you expect me to go snog that portrait of yours?"
Hermione gave a small nod.
"Still, that doesn't mean you can go about telling everyone about this."
"Why would I?"
"Good, then don't."
Hermione narrowed her eyes and glared at Draco. She could hear Harry and Ron coming out and head back.
*
A/N: Don't expect me to update soon. I'm currently handling several role plays, truckloads of homework, and some cooking on the side. I shall try to update every month. Tis all.
Turquoisetears: Not so hilarious for this chapter. I have a feeling that the next chapter is going to be 'one of those chapters'.
Li-chan: Sorry about the long wait. I must say that Draco's personality seems like the daring type, except more evil. At least in my world it is :D
purple-melon: And what a long time I've kept you waiting. The real fun starts on the next chapter. I fear that there is more waiting coming up -_- "
By: Evol Nogara
Chapter Five: First Intentions
Summary: Hermione is dazed, Quidditch tryouts, cursing from Malfoy, and more to come.
Disclaimer: I own only the plot and the pervy-ness.
*
Hermione stood dazed until she realized she was almost late for class. She met up with Harry and Ron on the way.
"Hermione, are you okay? You seem a little different today."
"What are you talking about? I feel fine. Now let's get to Defense Against the Dark Arts already."
"Yeah, I can't wait to meet our new teacher."
"You just like her looks, Ron."
"No I-"
"Oh, look we're here."
The three filed into the classroom. It had been redecorated with books and paintings of wizards.
"Nice of you to join us. Come in and sit down."
Professor Sekha was not a regular Professor. She seemed too young and beautiful. There was something odd about her. She could've had any job in the world but she chose to be a professor and at Hogwarts of all schools.
"Today we are going to start with section V. From what I've heard you've never had a proper Professor for quite a long time."
This was partly true. In their third year, Professor Lupin was the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher they've ever had. He turned out to be a great help to Harry. The students took out their books, 'Just in Case: A Study of Dark Arts and Creatures.'
"Vampires, who can tell me what they are?"
Hermione surprisingly did not raise her hand. Dean Thomas did.
"They're blood sucking ghosts."
"Great definition Dean. They are ghosts and are usually former wizards and witches with a bad past or death."
The rest of the lesson was mainly about how to defeat a vampire and what their weaknesses are.
"I don't think I'll be able to bring you a vampire but I'll see what I can do."
The students were both excited and scared about what to do in case Professor Sekha did bring a vampire. Hermione did not seem too scared about the vampires but she did flinch whenever Professor Sekha looked her way. Harry had not noticed but Ron did. He kept asking Hermione if she was alright.
"What's wrong with you Hermione? Stop twitching."
"I am not twitching. I'm just a bit...cold."
"Cold? It's not cold."
"Well I am. You're not the one wearing a skirt now are you?"
"Then go wear a longer skirt."
Hermione gave a Ron a stern look and sped to the next class. Harry held up his hand, as if he was about to say something but lowered it and shook his head at Ron.
"What? What did I say?"
"Ron. Just keep telling yourself: Hermione is a girl."
Ron wore a confused look. Harry sighed and pushed Ron to the next class.
*
The rest of the classes were as usual. Neville melted his first caldron of the Seventh year, and surely not his last. Lavender and Parvati were too busy gossiping to notice that their Dragonflower had eaten their books. Everyone, except Hermione, fell asleep in Professor Binn's class. And by the time it was all over Harry had to meet up for Quidditch, they were choosing the new chasers and beaters.
"Harry!" Hermione called down the hall.
Harry turned back and searched for Hermione in the crowd. She pushed her way through to Harry.
"You have to wait up for Ron! Don't tell me you forgot?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah. But I have to be there first. I really want to be captain this year."
"Is your position in Quidditch more important than your friend?"
Harry felt a little ashamed and waited for Ron anxiously. Ron had gone back to his dorms to fetch his broom, a Cleansweep Seven.
"Ron! Where were you?"
"I was just-"
"No time. We have to hurry."
Harry dragged Ron down the hallways and headed for the Quidditch green. Hermione followed behind them.
*
To their surprise, more than twenty people had showed up, including Ginny and Colin.
"Colin? Where's your broom?"
"Oh, I'm just here to take pictures."
Colin flashed his camera in Harry's face and headed up to the stands with Hermione. Harry picked up his broom and gathered with his past teammates; Seamus and Dean where chasers and Tom, a fifth year, was his beater. They needed a Keeper, Chaser, and Beater. Ron was looking quite nervous; he had wanted to be keeper for ages but never had the chance to until now. Ginny was trying out for chaser, she had George's old broom; a Comet Two-Sixty. Harry was surprised to see Lavender Brown trying out for beater. She had always seemed to be the one dating after the Quidditch players, not being one of them. She did have some experience, since she claimed to have spent her whole life playing softball. While Harry, Dean, Seamus, and Tom were discussing their plans, the Slytherins also came to have their tryouts. Harry noticed the group of green entering the field, he walked straight towards them and his teammates followed.
"What's the meaning of this?"
"Isn't it obvious? We're having our tryouts. I'd've thought that you of all people would recognize one, but I guess after six years of Quidditch you still can't figure it out."
Malfoy looked awfully smug with himself, and he and the rest of his teammates chuckled at his comment. Harry look as red as his scarlet robes, but he resisted the urge to turn Malfoy into a three-legged penguin. Hermione was at the edge of her seats trying to see what had happened. She noticed that no one had started spitting out slugs and sat back into her seat. Harry suggested an idea.
"Well, Malfoy, why don't we just have friendly game of Quidditch to pick our players? That way we could both use the field and have our new teams picked."
Malfoy thought about this for a while, and looked back to discuss this with this teammates. He turned around with a nasty smirk on his face.
"Very well, might as well make use of the first semi-good idea you've had in a while."
It was only then that Harry noticed all his players were tall seventh year boys, except one, but even he was well over most seventh years' height. He noticed his teammates had shocked expressions on their face, but remained in their firmly in their positions.
*
"All players will be playing the field, except the Seekers, seeing as someone from both team needs to do the scoring and it's too dark to see the snitch."
Hermione had been called down to referee the game, but Harry and Ron doubted that she would do anything. Harry and Draco sat on opposite sides of the field with scoring sheets. Both scribbling away and occasionally looking up to check the players. Ron kept a good guard over the goals but missed a few when they ganged up on him and pushed him away. Dean, Seamus, and Ginny were scoring as much as the Slytherins, despite their height difference. Lavender and Tom flew all over the field, saving their players from concussions while causing the other team knockouts. Draco had picked the strongest, tallest players but they weren't that bright. Harry, on the other hand, had great players all around. He ended up accepting everyone in their new team. In the end, Slytherins lost, causing Malfoy to go on a cursing rage with them and kicking out most of the players. Harry had been made captain, as he had been on the team the longest. They all suspected that Draco was captain too, from his leader-like behavior.
"Congratulations to both of you!"
Hermione hugged Harry, who was already red from excitement and yelling. She gave Ron pat on the back, who was looking very proud of himself. Ginny was also quite happy and walked away with Lavender, screaming over their triumph over Slytherins. Colin was still clicking away when they exited the field and went inside the showers.
*
Hermione waited outside while Harry and Ron went inside the showers. She noticed Malfoy, still looking extremely angry. He was walking down the hall, with his uniform still on. His usual mob of Slytherins were no where in sight. Hermione stood up as Draco walked by.
"So, I'm guessing you're captain?"
"What's it to you?"
He spat out the words like poison.
"I was just asking. No need to get all bossy."
The fire in his eyes were glowing now.
"If you must know, I am. But it doesn't seem like that's the question you wanted answered."
It must have been obvious because Hermione looked as if she had just lost her copy of 'Hogwarts, A History'.
"What happened this morning?"
"I had a feeling you were going to ask me that."
Draco pulled Hermione around the corner.
"It meant nothing. I was just feeling in the mood for something and got caught up in the moment."
"But why me?"
"What? Do you expect me to go snog that portrait of yours?"
Hermione gave a small nod.
"Still, that doesn't mean you can go about telling everyone about this."
"Why would I?"
"Good, then don't."
Hermione narrowed her eyes and glared at Draco. She could hear Harry and Ron coming out and head back.
*
A/N: Don't expect me to update soon. I'm currently handling several role plays, truckloads of homework, and some cooking on the side. I shall try to update every month. Tis all.
Turquoisetears: Not so hilarious for this chapter. I have a feeling that the next chapter is going to be 'one of those chapters'.
Li-chan: Sorry about the long wait. I must say that Draco's personality seems like the daring type, except more evil. At least in my world it is :D
purple-melon: And what a long time I've kept you waiting. The real fun starts on the next chapter. I fear that there is more waiting coming up -_- "
