The Weekend
chapter 4! ^_^
It's been awhile since I last updated, I've been too lazy and I've been watching Wimbledon (dude, it is interesting!) Well yeah, I'm not sure how this will end up. X_X R+R PLEASE!!!
((text)) = thoughts
Harry Potter is copyright J.K. Rowling, not me, J.K. Rowling peoples!
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The next morning was cool and Harry awoke to a cool breeze coming from the window. He yawned and quickly shut it. He got dressed and walked straight to his first class, Charms, hoping that he wouldn't have to make any eye contact with either Hermione or Ron.
"Now students, please be quiet!" Squeaked Professor Flitwick who stood on books on a chair as usual so he could overlook all of the students at once. "Today, we will be practicing would Accio spells. Now, everyone I hope you all have something light weight to practice with otherwise I've got feathers in the front of the classroom. Now, begin!"
Suddenly, a wave of cries, yells, shouts, firm sayings of "Accio Feather!" filled the room. Harry waved his wand around and yelled, "Accio Feather!" His feather at first struggled to lift from the table but soon was within 5 inches of Harry's hand at the point where he just decided to grab it.
"No, no Harry," Hermione's familiar voice piped up, "it's more like this: Accio Feather!" Hermione's feather gracefully rised and flew towards Hermione.
"Thanks Hermione," mumbled Harry under his breath.
"No problem Harry, whenever you need help, I'm the right," she emphasized 'right',"friend to ask for it."
Harry nodded cautiously hoping Ron wouldn't notice, for he was having his own problems.
"Accio Feather!" Ron's feather remained on the table. "Bloody hell this thing wouldn't work in a million years."
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Harry's next classes went by quickly, Professor Trelawney once again predicted his death, and in Transfiguration, he changed a mouse to a fork and back. By the time his classes were through, Harry was tired, tired of avoiding his best friends, tired of classes, tired of being so lonely for the day. He walked back to the Portrait of the Fat Pink Lady and told her the password, "chocolate frogs" and was surprised to see Gryffindor students crowd around the notice board (it looked more like a mob to Harry). He pushed through the crowd to see what was the comotion and saw that there was going to be a Hogsmeade visit the coming weekend.
"Harry! Harry!" Yelled Ron from behind the crowd.
((Shit, maybe I can hide in the crowd)) thought Harry. He ducked down and crawled under the feet of the others. ((So this is what it's like being a shoe.)) After crawling between the legs of people, Harry stood up with one piece of gum on his right hand and what seemed to be a dropped cup of pumpkin juice which drenched the ends of his robes.
"Harry! There you are! I've been looking for you!" Ron grinned and ran over to Harry. "I don't know but I had the slightest idea that you were ignoring me today."
((Oh really?)) Thought Harry.
"Harry!" Hermione called and grimaced at the sight of Ron. "Uh, excuse me Mr. Weasley," she dragged Harry towards the fire leaving Ron looking lonely. "This coming weekend is a Hogsmeade visitation."
"A visitation?" Asked Harry, "no wait, visit oh yes, that's right. You and your long words."
"Ha ha, very funny," Hermione spoke sarcastically. "Well I just wanted to reserve your company before," she glanced at Ron behind them, "Mr. Weasley did. I don't want to spend the weekend lonely without my best friend," she smiled, "so what do you think?"
"Uhhhh, I'll consider it."
"Thank you Harry, that is all," Hermione smiled and then left.
Ron walked to Harry, "what was that all about? News around Krum or some jerk like that?"
"It's nothing Ron."
"C'mon tell me, I thought we were best friends!"
"Ron, stop."
"Oh...oh well," Ron seemed kind of dissapointed. This was one of the few times Harry had ever protested against whatever Ron was saying. "Well anyways, maybe you and I can go with Seamus and Neville to the Three Broomsticks before the nerd starts following you."
"Who?"
"Hermione," Ron chuckled, "it's what Seamus and I are beginning to call her."
"Well don't," Harry said firmly as Ron's face freezed.
"Well ok, what do you think?"
"I'm not sure, let me think about it."
"Sure Harry," Fred and George beckoned at Ron, "damn, I think Fred and George are going to test one of their new Skiving Snackboxes with me, see you at dinner...if I don't go to Madam Pomfrey first." And then Ron left.
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Yeah, that was kind of random, it'll make more sense next chapter X_X. R+R please, thanks! I hope I'll have the next chapter soon. ^^
chapter 4! ^_^
It's been awhile since I last updated, I've been too lazy and I've been watching Wimbledon (dude, it is interesting!) Well yeah, I'm not sure how this will end up. X_X R+R PLEASE!!!
((text)) = thoughts
Harry Potter is copyright J.K. Rowling, not me, J.K. Rowling peoples!
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The next morning was cool and Harry awoke to a cool breeze coming from the window. He yawned and quickly shut it. He got dressed and walked straight to his first class, Charms, hoping that he wouldn't have to make any eye contact with either Hermione or Ron.
"Now students, please be quiet!" Squeaked Professor Flitwick who stood on books on a chair as usual so he could overlook all of the students at once. "Today, we will be practicing would Accio spells. Now, everyone I hope you all have something light weight to practice with otherwise I've got feathers in the front of the classroom. Now, begin!"
Suddenly, a wave of cries, yells, shouts, firm sayings of "Accio Feather!" filled the room. Harry waved his wand around and yelled, "Accio Feather!" His feather at first struggled to lift from the table but soon was within 5 inches of Harry's hand at the point where he just decided to grab it.
"No, no Harry," Hermione's familiar voice piped up, "it's more like this: Accio Feather!" Hermione's feather gracefully rised and flew towards Hermione.
"Thanks Hermione," mumbled Harry under his breath.
"No problem Harry, whenever you need help, I'm the right," she emphasized 'right',"friend to ask for it."
Harry nodded cautiously hoping Ron wouldn't notice, for he was having his own problems.
"Accio Feather!" Ron's feather remained on the table. "Bloody hell this thing wouldn't work in a million years."
x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-x
Harry's next classes went by quickly, Professor Trelawney once again predicted his death, and in Transfiguration, he changed a mouse to a fork and back. By the time his classes were through, Harry was tired, tired of avoiding his best friends, tired of classes, tired of being so lonely for the day. He walked back to the Portrait of the Fat Pink Lady and told her the password, "chocolate frogs" and was surprised to see Gryffindor students crowd around the notice board (it looked more like a mob to Harry). He pushed through the crowd to see what was the comotion and saw that there was going to be a Hogsmeade visit the coming weekend.
"Harry! Harry!" Yelled Ron from behind the crowd.
((Shit, maybe I can hide in the crowd)) thought Harry. He ducked down and crawled under the feet of the others. ((So this is what it's like being a shoe.)) After crawling between the legs of people, Harry stood up with one piece of gum on his right hand and what seemed to be a dropped cup of pumpkin juice which drenched the ends of his robes.
"Harry! There you are! I've been looking for you!" Ron grinned and ran over to Harry. "I don't know but I had the slightest idea that you were ignoring me today."
((Oh really?)) Thought Harry.
"Harry!" Hermione called and grimaced at the sight of Ron. "Uh, excuse me Mr. Weasley," she dragged Harry towards the fire leaving Ron looking lonely. "This coming weekend is a Hogsmeade visitation."
"A visitation?" Asked Harry, "no wait, visit oh yes, that's right. You and your long words."
"Ha ha, very funny," Hermione spoke sarcastically. "Well I just wanted to reserve your company before," she glanced at Ron behind them, "Mr. Weasley did. I don't want to spend the weekend lonely without my best friend," she smiled, "so what do you think?"
"Uhhhh, I'll consider it."
"Thank you Harry, that is all," Hermione smiled and then left.
Ron walked to Harry, "what was that all about? News around Krum or some jerk like that?"
"It's nothing Ron."
"C'mon tell me, I thought we were best friends!"
"Ron, stop."
"Oh...oh well," Ron seemed kind of dissapointed. This was one of the few times Harry had ever protested against whatever Ron was saying. "Well anyways, maybe you and I can go with Seamus and Neville to the Three Broomsticks before the nerd starts following you."
"Who?"
"Hermione," Ron chuckled, "it's what Seamus and I are beginning to call her."
"Well don't," Harry said firmly as Ron's face freezed.
"Well ok, what do you think?"
"I'm not sure, let me think about it."
"Sure Harry," Fred and George beckoned at Ron, "damn, I think Fred and George are going to test one of their new Skiving Snackboxes with me, see you at dinner...if I don't go to Madam Pomfrey first." And then Ron left.
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Yeah, that was kind of random, it'll make more sense next chapter X_X. R+R please, thanks! I hope I'll have the next chapter soon. ^^
