Chapter Five: Mysterious Angels and Letters
A/N: If you're looking for good laughs this time around, don't expect to get it from this chapter. This'll be more of a sensitive chapter with nothing really to laugh about. Sorry to disappoint you all. Next chapter will be funnier (I think?) and should be out next week. Oh, and you might think that this chapter's pointless . . . because it might be. It leads into a later storyline . . . OK? Get it? Got it? Good. ^_^
I'm kind of disappointed. I didn't get as many reviews as I thought I would (starts weeping uncontrollably). Well, at least I have a few loyal readers! Thanks Enter the Red Age! ^_^
Saffron: YOU'RE IN THIS CHAPTER . . . only briefly though. Sorry. I promise you'll have a bigger part in some of the other chapters! ^_^
So . . . anyone watch American Idol? Some of the quotes are classic.
Example #1:
Randy: That was dope, man.
Simon: What the HELL is that supposed to mean?
Stay tuned for more funny excerpts from AI:2! Let's all hope Kimberly Caldwell and Corey Clark get kicked off! Go Clay! It's yo BIRTHDAY!
OK, I've decided something. SCREW THE TIME THING! I don't give a shit if the story takes place in 1995! I WILL make people sing Good Charlotte Songs! LOL. Er, well, go on . . .
Disclaimer: I own Harry Potter. No, no, I don't.
I do not own Les Miserables or 'Wind Beneath my Wings'.
* * *
"So, how was your summer without us?" Harry asked, smirking. It was the morning after the match. Draco and Harry were both outside talking to Saffron Radan, a Slytherin 5th year. She had dark brown hair, almond shaped light brown eyes, and light skin.
"It was wonderful. I finally had some peace and quiet," Saffron replied, smiling wickedly. Saffron was like a female version of Harry. She was extremely popular with all of the guys and girls in school but she wasn't superficial or shallow like some of the other girls. Unlike Pansy Parkinson, she had strict morals. She was still a virgin.
"Oh, right, thanks," Draco muttered, rolling his eyes. Saffron gave him a playful punch. He started looking around.
"Looking for a special someone?" Saffron asked, batting her eyelashes wildly. She was big on sarcasm and joking around.
"Yeah, Sar-I mean, no. What are you talking about?" Draco said quite nervously. Saffron raised an eyebrow, giving him a suspicious look.
"You know, that Weasley girl doesn't look half-bad from here," Harry said.
"Ack, you're talking about a WEASLEY here. You disgust me. Weasley will probably kick your ass if you try to hit on his ickle sister," Draco said. Harry ignored him and walked over to Ginny.
"Hey," Harry said simply. Ginny grew as red as a tomato.
"H-hi," Ginny replied nervously. He was about to open his mouth when Ginny slipped and fell. Harry fought the urge to laugh. He offered her his hand, which she grabbed, obviously very embarrassed.
"You OK?" Harry asked. Ginny nodded, looking like she was on the verge of tears. Harry smiled sympathetically. He was about to lean in to kiss her when he was interrupted.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, POTTER!?" It was Ron, like usual. He was so fucking annoying sometimes.
"Just giving your sister a hand. No need to get so worked up," Harry said, smirking. Ron looked furious.
"Stay AWAY from Ginny . . . and Hermione!" Ron spat, his eyes filled anger.
"RON," Ginny squealed, obviously very embarrassed. "Go AWAY." Ron rolled his eyes.
"C'mon Ginny," Ron said, ignoring her. He grabbed her arm and dragged her off. Harry could hear Ginny muttering under her breath. Draco looked like he was going to burst out laughing as he walked over to Harry.
"You dumb prat. You didn't honestly think Weasley would let you kiss- or even talk-to Weasley, did you?" Draco said, smirking. "Wow, I just confused myself."
"Yeah, like that's never happened," Harry muttered under his breath. "So, when are we leaving?"
"In . . . 45 minutes or so," Draco said, looking at his watch. He walked away, out into the campgrounds. Many of the tents were already packed up. Harry saw a large courtyard filled with gardens. He walked into the courtyard and sat down on a stone bench.
"On my own, pretending he's beside me . . . All alone, I walk with him 'til morning. Without him, I feel his arms around me . . . And when I lose my way, I close my eyes and he has found me . . ." It was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard. Whoever was singing had a voice of an angel (A/N: Corny, yes I know). He looked around and saw no one. Harry sighed and took out a small black book he kept in his pocket at all times. It contained all of the names of the female population at Hogwarts. It was changed every year, every time a girl graduated or came to school. Names were marked according to whether or not Harry had snogged or hooked up with them yet. Over half of the names in his book were marked.
He heard the voice again but she was now singing a different song. She sounded as beautiful as ever.
"Did you ever know that you're my hero? Everything that I would like to be . . . And I can fly higher than an eagle . . . because you are the wind beneath my wings . . ."
"Who's there?" Harry asked loudly. "Because whoever you are, you have a really beautiful voice." Harry saw a female figure running away. He had to know who it was. Even if it took him forever . . .
* * *
(A/N: I thought I would end there but that's only 672 words so here I am, continuing . . .)
"Are you packed?" Draco asked, holding a large duffel bag. Harry was sitting on his bed, lost in his thoughts. He was thinking about the mysterious girl. He was sure that she was a teenager, judging from the glimpse that he saw of her. But then one thought came into mind. 'Why am I obsessing over a girl who I don't even know?'
"POTTER! You THERE?" Draco exclaimed. He shoved Harry's head hard.
"Oh, go fuck yourself or something!" Harry yelled angrily (A/N: Aww, there's the Harry we all know and love).
"Whatever, man," Draco said. "Well, anyway, we're leaving now." Harry got his bag and left the house with Draco. Lucius and Narcissa were already outside, deep in conversation.
"Ready to go, boys?" asked Narcissa. They both nodded. They all walked to where the Portkey was. Each of them put a finger onto it and were transported back to Malfoy Manor . . .
* * *
"Ah, home at last," said Lucius. He put his bags down and left with Narcissa, heading for the lounge.
"I'm going to the 'Demon Room," said Harry, walking up the two flights of stairs. He opened the room and saw something so horrifying and freakish scary . . .
FIFTY FUZZY PINK BEARS!!
"I LOVE YOU," they all said in unison . . .
* * *
Harry woke up in a cold sweat. It had all been just a nightmare, Harry thought, quite relieved. He sat up in his pink bed and looked out the large window. A tawny owl had perched itself on the windowsill. He walked over to it and opened the window. A sudden burst of fresh, cold air overcame Harry. He saw an envelope in the owl's beak. He took it and read:
* * *
Harry-
What's been happening? Keep me up with the news. You haven't written since last month. Are you all right? Dumbledore told me that you're staying with the Malfoys.
He's also told me about new things that will be happening at Hogwarts. A particular Miss Fleur Delacour will be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts. I would tell you the other things but Dumbedore reckons I shouldn't tell you.
Send me an owl before the 1st.
Sirius
* * *
Harry smirked at the mention of Fleur Delacour. They had gone to the Yule Ball together the year before. She was really hot but her kissing skills were pretty mediocre. He had dumped her the day after Christmas. Harry remembered how she had sobbed all day.
Harry took out a piece of parchment and a quill. He wrote:
* * *
Sirius-
Everything's fine. Sorry for not writing sooner but I've been busy. I've seen the Quidditch World Cup again. England beat Ireland, 220 to 150. It was great.
Speak to you soon.
Harry
* * *
He gave the parchment to Hedwig, who nipped his finger affectionately. Harry walked downstairs again and saw Draco writing something, occasionally looking out into the open, thinking.
"What are you doin'?" Harry asked. Draco looked up and tried to cover the parchment up.
"Er, nothing," Draco said, turning pink. Harry walked over to the Draco and snatched the parchment from Draco's hands. He read:
* * *
Dear Sarah,
Er, I doubt that you know who I am. If you do, you've probably heard some bad things about me. But I'm not what they say I am.
For so long (ever since 3rd year), I've wanted to admit how much I like you. And finally, I've found the courage. You're kind, smart and very beautiful.
I hope you can see past our diff
* * *
Harry burst out laughing.
"Y-you don't like that GRYFFINDORK girl, do you?" Harry asked, stilling laughing loudly.
"Fuck you," Draco said, grabbing the letter from Harry. His pale face started blushing furiously as he crumpled the parchment up.
"Whatever, dawg," Harry said. "You're all jacked up, peep."
"Nah, man. I'm aight," Draco said, smirking.
"Peace out, my brotha," Harry said, snickering. He walked back up to the 'Demon Room' (once again) . . . with the fuzzy pink bear.
* * *
A/N: Oh, well, now there's a horror story waiting to happen. 'Harry Potter and the Attack of the Fuzzy Pink Bears' Hmm, maybe I SHOULD do that. Lol. Well, you know what to do (that means, REVIEW). Agh, sorry, I'm crap at English slang like 'snogging' and 'bugger off'.
Saffron, tell me if you liked how I depicted you. If you don't like it, sorry! I can make you how you want to be. Nice, bitchy, freaky, etc. Thanks, buh bye, and toodles!
A/N: If you're looking for good laughs this time around, don't expect to get it from this chapter. This'll be more of a sensitive chapter with nothing really to laugh about. Sorry to disappoint you all. Next chapter will be funnier (I think?) and should be out next week. Oh, and you might think that this chapter's pointless . . . because it might be. It leads into a later storyline . . . OK? Get it? Got it? Good. ^_^
I'm kind of disappointed. I didn't get as many reviews as I thought I would (starts weeping uncontrollably). Well, at least I have a few loyal readers! Thanks Enter the Red Age! ^_^
Saffron: YOU'RE IN THIS CHAPTER . . . only briefly though. Sorry. I promise you'll have a bigger part in some of the other chapters! ^_^
So . . . anyone watch American Idol? Some of the quotes are classic.
Example #1:
Randy: That was dope, man.
Simon: What the HELL is that supposed to mean?
Stay tuned for more funny excerpts from AI:2! Let's all hope Kimberly Caldwell and Corey Clark get kicked off! Go Clay! It's yo BIRTHDAY!
OK, I've decided something. SCREW THE TIME THING! I don't give a shit if the story takes place in 1995! I WILL make people sing Good Charlotte Songs! LOL. Er, well, go on . . .
Disclaimer: I own Harry Potter. No, no, I don't.
I do not own Les Miserables or 'Wind Beneath my Wings'.
* * *
"So, how was your summer without us?" Harry asked, smirking. It was the morning after the match. Draco and Harry were both outside talking to Saffron Radan, a Slytherin 5th year. She had dark brown hair, almond shaped light brown eyes, and light skin.
"It was wonderful. I finally had some peace and quiet," Saffron replied, smiling wickedly. Saffron was like a female version of Harry. She was extremely popular with all of the guys and girls in school but she wasn't superficial or shallow like some of the other girls. Unlike Pansy Parkinson, she had strict morals. She was still a virgin.
"Oh, right, thanks," Draco muttered, rolling his eyes. Saffron gave him a playful punch. He started looking around.
"Looking for a special someone?" Saffron asked, batting her eyelashes wildly. She was big on sarcasm and joking around.
"Yeah, Sar-I mean, no. What are you talking about?" Draco said quite nervously. Saffron raised an eyebrow, giving him a suspicious look.
"You know, that Weasley girl doesn't look half-bad from here," Harry said.
"Ack, you're talking about a WEASLEY here. You disgust me. Weasley will probably kick your ass if you try to hit on his ickle sister," Draco said. Harry ignored him and walked over to Ginny.
"Hey," Harry said simply. Ginny grew as red as a tomato.
"H-hi," Ginny replied nervously. He was about to open his mouth when Ginny slipped and fell. Harry fought the urge to laugh. He offered her his hand, which she grabbed, obviously very embarrassed.
"You OK?" Harry asked. Ginny nodded, looking like she was on the verge of tears. Harry smiled sympathetically. He was about to lean in to kiss her when he was interrupted.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, POTTER!?" It was Ron, like usual. He was so fucking annoying sometimes.
"Just giving your sister a hand. No need to get so worked up," Harry said, smirking. Ron looked furious.
"Stay AWAY from Ginny . . . and Hermione!" Ron spat, his eyes filled anger.
"RON," Ginny squealed, obviously very embarrassed. "Go AWAY." Ron rolled his eyes.
"C'mon Ginny," Ron said, ignoring her. He grabbed her arm and dragged her off. Harry could hear Ginny muttering under her breath. Draco looked like he was going to burst out laughing as he walked over to Harry.
"You dumb prat. You didn't honestly think Weasley would let you kiss- or even talk-to Weasley, did you?" Draco said, smirking. "Wow, I just confused myself."
"Yeah, like that's never happened," Harry muttered under his breath. "So, when are we leaving?"
"In . . . 45 minutes or so," Draco said, looking at his watch. He walked away, out into the campgrounds. Many of the tents were already packed up. Harry saw a large courtyard filled with gardens. He walked into the courtyard and sat down on a stone bench.
"On my own, pretending he's beside me . . . All alone, I walk with him 'til morning. Without him, I feel his arms around me . . . And when I lose my way, I close my eyes and he has found me . . ." It was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard. Whoever was singing had a voice of an angel (A/N: Corny, yes I know). He looked around and saw no one. Harry sighed and took out a small black book he kept in his pocket at all times. It contained all of the names of the female population at Hogwarts. It was changed every year, every time a girl graduated or came to school. Names were marked according to whether or not Harry had snogged or hooked up with them yet. Over half of the names in his book were marked.
He heard the voice again but she was now singing a different song. She sounded as beautiful as ever.
"Did you ever know that you're my hero? Everything that I would like to be . . . And I can fly higher than an eagle . . . because you are the wind beneath my wings . . ."
"Who's there?" Harry asked loudly. "Because whoever you are, you have a really beautiful voice." Harry saw a female figure running away. He had to know who it was. Even if it took him forever . . .
* * *
(A/N: I thought I would end there but that's only 672 words so here I am, continuing . . .)
"Are you packed?" Draco asked, holding a large duffel bag. Harry was sitting on his bed, lost in his thoughts. He was thinking about the mysterious girl. He was sure that she was a teenager, judging from the glimpse that he saw of her. But then one thought came into mind. 'Why am I obsessing over a girl who I don't even know?'
"POTTER! You THERE?" Draco exclaimed. He shoved Harry's head hard.
"Oh, go fuck yourself or something!" Harry yelled angrily (A/N: Aww, there's the Harry we all know and love).
"Whatever, man," Draco said. "Well, anyway, we're leaving now." Harry got his bag and left the house with Draco. Lucius and Narcissa were already outside, deep in conversation.
"Ready to go, boys?" asked Narcissa. They both nodded. They all walked to where the Portkey was. Each of them put a finger onto it and were transported back to Malfoy Manor . . .
* * *
"Ah, home at last," said Lucius. He put his bags down and left with Narcissa, heading for the lounge.
"I'm going to the 'Demon Room," said Harry, walking up the two flights of stairs. He opened the room and saw something so horrifying and freakish scary . . .
FIFTY FUZZY PINK BEARS!!
"I LOVE YOU," they all said in unison . . .
* * *
Harry woke up in a cold sweat. It had all been just a nightmare, Harry thought, quite relieved. He sat up in his pink bed and looked out the large window. A tawny owl had perched itself on the windowsill. He walked over to it and opened the window. A sudden burst of fresh, cold air overcame Harry. He saw an envelope in the owl's beak. He took it and read:
* * *
Harry-
What's been happening? Keep me up with the news. You haven't written since last month. Are you all right? Dumbledore told me that you're staying with the Malfoys.
He's also told me about new things that will be happening at Hogwarts. A particular Miss Fleur Delacour will be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts. I would tell you the other things but Dumbedore reckons I shouldn't tell you.
Send me an owl before the 1st.
Sirius
* * *
Harry smirked at the mention of Fleur Delacour. They had gone to the Yule Ball together the year before. She was really hot but her kissing skills were pretty mediocre. He had dumped her the day after Christmas. Harry remembered how she had sobbed all day.
Harry took out a piece of parchment and a quill. He wrote:
* * *
Sirius-
Everything's fine. Sorry for not writing sooner but I've been busy. I've seen the Quidditch World Cup again. England beat Ireland, 220 to 150. It was great.
Speak to you soon.
Harry
* * *
He gave the parchment to Hedwig, who nipped his finger affectionately. Harry walked downstairs again and saw Draco writing something, occasionally looking out into the open, thinking.
"What are you doin'?" Harry asked. Draco looked up and tried to cover the parchment up.
"Er, nothing," Draco said, turning pink. Harry walked over to the Draco and snatched the parchment from Draco's hands. He read:
* * *
Dear Sarah,
Er, I doubt that you know who I am. If you do, you've probably heard some bad things about me. But I'm not what they say I am.
For so long (ever since 3rd year), I've wanted to admit how much I like you. And finally, I've found the courage. You're kind, smart and very beautiful.
I hope you can see past our diff
* * *
Harry burst out laughing.
"Y-you don't like that GRYFFINDORK girl, do you?" Harry asked, stilling laughing loudly.
"Fuck you," Draco said, grabbing the letter from Harry. His pale face started blushing furiously as he crumpled the parchment up.
"Whatever, dawg," Harry said. "You're all jacked up, peep."
"Nah, man. I'm aight," Draco said, smirking.
"Peace out, my brotha," Harry said, snickering. He walked back up to the 'Demon Room' (once again) . . . with the fuzzy pink bear.
* * *
A/N: Oh, well, now there's a horror story waiting to happen. 'Harry Potter and the Attack of the Fuzzy Pink Bears' Hmm, maybe I SHOULD do that. Lol. Well, you know what to do (that means, REVIEW). Agh, sorry, I'm crap at English slang like 'snogging' and 'bugger off'.
Saffron, tell me if you liked how I depicted you. If you don't like it, sorry! I can make you how you want to be. Nice, bitchy, freaky, etc. Thanks, buh bye, and toodles!