Yes, it is the second installment of "The Weekend" published on the eve of
the release date of HARRY POTTER AND THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX!!!!!!! (but
deleted and updated on june 23 X_X)
Once again, all Harry Potter characters are (c) J.K. Rowling (not me)
And yet again, thank you for all of the nice R+Rs! Thanks for no flames!
I know I'm not the best writer, but only helpful criticism and positive
comments please (no flames thank you).
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Ron soon left his dinner when Colin Creevy approached him with this notorious camera. He decided to bring a roll for Harry in case he was hungry.
"Password?" Asked the Portrait of the Fat Lady.
"Peppermint Popsicles." Replied Ron.
"You may enter." Her portrait revealed the entrance to the near- empty Gryffindor Common Room (everyone was still eating). Inside, Ron saw Hermione sitting on one of the upholstered, deep-red seats. Harry was knealing on the ground, talking with Hermione. Tears glimmered on Hermione's cheeks, they gleamed on her eyes.
"Ugh!" She pouted at the sight of Ron and turned so she was facing the fireplace. Harry stood and walked towards to Ron and spoke.
"What kind of stunt were pulling off in the Great Hall?"
"Harry, why would the truth hurt? Anyways, I thought you would be hungry so I got you a dinner roll." Harry accepted the roll.
"You are just hopeless Ron. That's what you are, hopeless."
"Harry, can't you see Hermione there?" Harry glanced at Hermione.
"Yeah, so?"
"Notice how she's not moving, she's starting to turn into a statue, now she can be as stiff as her soul is!" Ron began to laugh but it quickly turned into a stammering nervous laugh.
"Ron?" Asked Harry.
"Yeah?"
"Good night."
"But...but..."
"Hermione is clearly crushed and all you can do is joke about it!"
"Fine then!" Ron was getting angry. "I'll see you tomorrow, maybe then you won't have to defend the figurine there!"
t h e n e x t d a y . . .
...was a Saturday. Harry was usually eager to complete his studies quickly so he could spend time with Ron and Hermione. Now he was dreading that time and wished that time would pass fast. However, Harry and Hermione were in the library. Hermione was begging Harry to being their Transfiguration project (to change muggle eating utensils to three identical wands).
"Harry, can we please begin?! This is due soon!"
"Yes, wait ---"
Ron entered, "I'm sorry Hermione." He spoke sarcastically, "Harry and I need to practice for the next Quidditch match against Hufflepuff. The team is waiting on the field." He took hold of Harry's books.
"Well excuse me," Hermione stood up and paused. Her height was not as nearly as tall as Ron's but she still seemed to be an a intimidating figure. "Harry and I must resume our studies. A highly important Transfiguration project is due in two weeks. May I ask if your project is done?" She grabbed Harry's books and pulled them towards her.
"Well, Neville is feeling sick and this is a partner project." Ron tugged the books closer to him.
"Precisely, it is a partner project. Harry and I must work on this together." Hermione tugged the books. For the next few minutes, the two pulled at Harry's belongings. Harry merely stared at the two and the puzzled glances coming from the other students.
"Hermione!" Harry yelled. At that precise moment, Hermione let go of the books and belongings. This reaction caused Ron to fly back towards a standing bookshelf which first wobbled and then fell.
"Bloody hell!" Ron yelled, "what's your problem Hermione? You need anger management!"
Hermione grinned, "I'm not sure. But perhaps you can see now that it is obvious that I can have fun, I'm not uptight. I'm not afraid to retaliate!" She turned to Harry, "may we please begin?"
"Hermione!" I can't believe you!" Yelled Harry, while Ron dusted himeslf. At the same time, Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle entered.
"Well if it isn't the the great Potter, the Muggle," Malfoy paused, glanced at Ron, and laughed. "Is Weasley the dust bunny over there?"
"For once you are right Malfoy. That's Ron." Hermione muttered.
"Well isn't this comical! The three whom I believed would never get into a fight have!" He looked around Ron's mess. "Goyle, do you believe misuse of school resources would be good enough to get Weasley in trouble?" He glanced at Harry, "or even dock some Gryffindor points?" Goyle nodded. "Then let's go! Where do you suppose McGonagall is?" Excited to dock some points, the three left.
"Weasley, not again! How many points do you think we'll lose this time?!" Seamus piped up behind Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
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Yes, it was short. But I think it was longer than chapter 1! As you can possibly tell already, I can't write long chapters. Hope you enjoyed it and stay tuned!
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Ron soon left his dinner when Colin Creevy approached him with this notorious camera. He decided to bring a roll for Harry in case he was hungry.
"Password?" Asked the Portrait of the Fat Lady.
"Peppermint Popsicles." Replied Ron.
"You may enter." Her portrait revealed the entrance to the near- empty Gryffindor Common Room (everyone was still eating). Inside, Ron saw Hermione sitting on one of the upholstered, deep-red seats. Harry was knealing on the ground, talking with Hermione. Tears glimmered on Hermione's cheeks, they gleamed on her eyes.
"Ugh!" She pouted at the sight of Ron and turned so she was facing the fireplace. Harry stood and walked towards to Ron and spoke.
"What kind of stunt were pulling off in the Great Hall?"
"Harry, why would the truth hurt? Anyways, I thought you would be hungry so I got you a dinner roll." Harry accepted the roll.
"You are just hopeless Ron. That's what you are, hopeless."
"Harry, can't you see Hermione there?" Harry glanced at Hermione.
"Yeah, so?"
"Notice how she's not moving, she's starting to turn into a statue, now she can be as stiff as her soul is!" Ron began to laugh but it quickly turned into a stammering nervous laugh.
"Ron?" Asked Harry.
"Yeah?"
"Good night."
"But...but..."
"Hermione is clearly crushed and all you can do is joke about it!"
"Fine then!" Ron was getting angry. "I'll see you tomorrow, maybe then you won't have to defend the figurine there!"
t h e n e x t d a y . . .
...was a Saturday. Harry was usually eager to complete his studies quickly so he could spend time with Ron and Hermione. Now he was dreading that time and wished that time would pass fast. However, Harry and Hermione were in the library. Hermione was begging Harry to being their Transfiguration project (to change muggle eating utensils to three identical wands).
"Harry, can we please begin?! This is due soon!"
"Yes, wait ---"
Ron entered, "I'm sorry Hermione." He spoke sarcastically, "Harry and I need to practice for the next Quidditch match against Hufflepuff. The team is waiting on the field." He took hold of Harry's books.
"Well excuse me," Hermione stood up and paused. Her height was not as nearly as tall as Ron's but she still seemed to be an a intimidating figure. "Harry and I must resume our studies. A highly important Transfiguration project is due in two weeks. May I ask if your project is done?" She grabbed Harry's books and pulled them towards her.
"Well, Neville is feeling sick and this is a partner project." Ron tugged the books closer to him.
"Precisely, it is a partner project. Harry and I must work on this together." Hermione tugged the books. For the next few minutes, the two pulled at Harry's belongings. Harry merely stared at the two and the puzzled glances coming from the other students.
"Hermione!" Harry yelled. At that precise moment, Hermione let go of the books and belongings. This reaction caused Ron to fly back towards a standing bookshelf which first wobbled and then fell.
"Bloody hell!" Ron yelled, "what's your problem Hermione? You need anger management!"
Hermione grinned, "I'm not sure. But perhaps you can see now that it is obvious that I can have fun, I'm not uptight. I'm not afraid to retaliate!" She turned to Harry, "may we please begin?"
"Hermione!" I can't believe you!" Yelled Harry, while Ron dusted himeslf. At the same time, Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle entered.
"Well if it isn't the the great Potter, the Muggle," Malfoy paused, glanced at Ron, and laughed. "Is Weasley the dust bunny over there?"
"For once you are right Malfoy. That's Ron." Hermione muttered.
"Well isn't this comical! The three whom I believed would never get into a fight have!" He looked around Ron's mess. "Goyle, do you believe misuse of school resources would be good enough to get Weasley in trouble?" He glanced at Harry, "or even dock some Gryffindor points?" Goyle nodded. "Then let's go! Where do you suppose McGonagall is?" Excited to dock some points, the three left.
"Weasley, not again! How many points do you think we'll lose this time?!" Seamus piped up behind Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
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Yes, it was short. But I think it was longer than chapter 1! As you can possibly tell already, I can't write long chapters. Hope you enjoyed it and stay tuned!
