A/N: AWWW!! KAWAIKUTE! Could this be the start of something new? I hope so!
Disclaimer: Chpt. 5, Hp5. I don't own Final Fantasy, btw.
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Chapter 3-The Portkey of McGonagall
"Harry, wake up. Harry. HARRY!" Joey shouted in Harry's ear. His neck was aching and so was his whole body. In front of him was Joey and Professor McGonagall, holding what seemed to be a cough medicine bottle.
"Good Morning, Mr. Potter, I trust that you have had enough sleep?" said Professor McGonagall. "Now, the portkey will activate in about...five minutes. Pack your bags onto the carts, they will be able to come. We are not going to leave your stuff behind." Joey and Harry got ready, packed their baggage onto the carts, and within three minutes they were all packed and ready to go.
"Now, are you all set? Yes, yes, ok. Now...three...two...one." Harry first remembered what it was like, when he first took a portkey to the Quidditch World Cup in his fourth year. He remembered when he and Cedric were transported from the Tri-wizard Tournament to Voldemort's re-awakening, where Cedric was killed. He had used the same Portkey to transport back to Hogwarts, where he was safe with Cedric's body. In no time at all, they were in the entrance hall of the school.
"Make your way up to your dormitories, and please be quiet. There are all still sleeping." Professor McGonagall gestured for them to quickly make their way up to their common room.
When they entered the common room, there was no one there. They weren't sleepy, nor were they hungry, and it was way too early for breakfast to be served. Harry sat on the couch, while Joey sat on the chair nearest to the fire. They remembered the very same mistake that they did in their fifth-year, where they kissed and Dean, Seamus, and Ron walked in on them. Joey remembered when Dean, her long-time boyfriend, was killed down in the forbidden forest. She was not able to mourn him like Cho did for Cedric, but she was crying. She had only hoped that Harry knew.
They talked until they had to change into their school attire, when Hermione and Ron came downstairs, talking casually. When they all saw each other, they all had surprised looks on their faces.
"Harry! Joey! I thought-
"We were so worried-"
"-Thought we were never going to-"
"-then we were saved-"
After all the simmering and the talking died down, Joey and Harry headed upstairs while Hermione and Ron waited for them down in the common room, winking at each other.
~::|::~
They headed down to the Great Hall where many of the students were eating breakfast and recieving mail. Joey recieved an owl from her parents, who were worried about her not getting onto the train, and had scolded her for staying up so late when Harry was over.
"You're lucky you didn't get a howler!" Ron said. Hermione said a small 'uh oh..' and they all asked what happened.
"Just read it for yourself." Hermione handed the letter over to Joey, who read it aloud.
My Dear Hermy-own-ninny (Joey sniggered),
I'm vack in Bulgaria. It vos so lonely vithout you here. You cvan't imagine how much I missed ever your last visit, last year. But I am afvraid I cannot love you anymore. I have yust met another girl vho is...how do you say it...more prettier than you. Have a good life, my darling Hermy-own-ninny. Say hi to Weasley and Potter for me.
Love alvays,
Viktor Krum
"So you DID go over to his place last summer!" said Ron accuselingly.
"That's not the point!" Hermione snapped.
"Hey, Joey, you want to visit the Cedric's grave with me and Cho today? After classes, that is. We can see Dean too." said Harry over the noise of the fighting.
"What? Oh, sure." said Joey reluctantly.
"You know, you remind me a bit of that Garnet person in Final Fantasy IX." Harry smiled.
"Oh, that muggle video game? Princess Garnet Til Alexandros? I think she's much more prettier. But then again, she's a video game character." Joey said.
"Yes, but, you sort of act like her. You both have this mysterious air." said Harry.
"WELL I NEVER!" Hermione shouted, slammed her letter on the table, and stormed off into the entrance hall. Across from the Gryffindor table, Malfoy and his little gang were laughing at them. Sitting with them was Marcus Flint, a sixth-year (who was in his sixth-year for the 12 years now) Slytherin, the Quidditch captain.
"What's her problem?" Ron said.
"She must be PMSing. Anyhoo, I'm gonna grab my books. See you later!" said Joey, who quickly finished her lunch and walked off. Harry and Ron looked at each other.
Disclaimer: Chpt. 5, Hp5. I don't own Final Fantasy, btw.
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Chapter 3-The Portkey of McGonagall
"Harry, wake up. Harry. HARRY!" Joey shouted in Harry's ear. His neck was aching and so was his whole body. In front of him was Joey and Professor McGonagall, holding what seemed to be a cough medicine bottle.
"Good Morning, Mr. Potter, I trust that you have had enough sleep?" said Professor McGonagall. "Now, the portkey will activate in about...five minutes. Pack your bags onto the carts, they will be able to come. We are not going to leave your stuff behind." Joey and Harry got ready, packed their baggage onto the carts, and within three minutes they were all packed and ready to go.
"Now, are you all set? Yes, yes, ok. Now...three...two...one." Harry first remembered what it was like, when he first took a portkey to the Quidditch World Cup in his fourth year. He remembered when he and Cedric were transported from the Tri-wizard Tournament to Voldemort's re-awakening, where Cedric was killed. He had used the same Portkey to transport back to Hogwarts, where he was safe with Cedric's body. In no time at all, they were in the entrance hall of the school.
"Make your way up to your dormitories, and please be quiet. There are all still sleeping." Professor McGonagall gestured for them to quickly make their way up to their common room.
When they entered the common room, there was no one there. They weren't sleepy, nor were they hungry, and it was way too early for breakfast to be served. Harry sat on the couch, while Joey sat on the chair nearest to the fire. They remembered the very same mistake that they did in their fifth-year, where they kissed and Dean, Seamus, and Ron walked in on them. Joey remembered when Dean, her long-time boyfriend, was killed down in the forbidden forest. She was not able to mourn him like Cho did for Cedric, but she was crying. She had only hoped that Harry knew.
They talked until they had to change into their school attire, when Hermione and Ron came downstairs, talking casually. When they all saw each other, they all had surprised looks on their faces.
"Harry! Joey! I thought-
"We were so worried-"
"-Thought we were never going to-"
"-then we were saved-"
After all the simmering and the talking died down, Joey and Harry headed upstairs while Hermione and Ron waited for them down in the common room, winking at each other.
~::|::~
They headed down to the Great Hall where many of the students were eating breakfast and recieving mail. Joey recieved an owl from her parents, who were worried about her not getting onto the train, and had scolded her for staying up so late when Harry was over.
"You're lucky you didn't get a howler!" Ron said. Hermione said a small 'uh oh..' and they all asked what happened.
"Just read it for yourself." Hermione handed the letter over to Joey, who read it aloud.
My Dear Hermy-own-ninny (Joey sniggered),
I'm vack in Bulgaria. It vos so lonely vithout you here. You cvan't imagine how much I missed ever your last visit, last year. But I am afvraid I cannot love you anymore. I have yust met another girl vho is...how do you say it...more prettier than you. Have a good life, my darling Hermy-own-ninny. Say hi to Weasley and Potter for me.
Love alvays,
Viktor Krum
"So you DID go over to his place last summer!" said Ron accuselingly.
"That's not the point!" Hermione snapped.
"Hey, Joey, you want to visit the Cedric's grave with me and Cho today? After classes, that is. We can see Dean too." said Harry over the noise of the fighting.
"What? Oh, sure." said Joey reluctantly.
"You know, you remind me a bit of that Garnet person in Final Fantasy IX." Harry smiled.
"Oh, that muggle video game? Princess Garnet Til Alexandros? I think she's much more prettier. But then again, she's a video game character." Joey said.
"Yes, but, you sort of act like her. You both have this mysterious air." said Harry.
"WELL I NEVER!" Hermione shouted, slammed her letter on the table, and stormed off into the entrance hall. Across from the Gryffindor table, Malfoy and his little gang were laughing at them. Sitting with them was Marcus Flint, a sixth-year (who was in his sixth-year for the 12 years now) Slytherin, the Quidditch captain.
"What's her problem?" Ron said.
"She must be PMSing. Anyhoo, I'm gonna grab my books. See you later!" said Joey, who quickly finished her lunch and walked off. Harry and Ron looked at each other.
