Chapter 9
Tori sat with Harry for the remainder of Double Potions, with much dismay to his
friends. When the class was over he said a hard goodbye to Tori and ran to catch up with
his friends.
"So," asked Ron with a hint of malevolence in his voice. "You don't have a crush
on this girl, right? You don't even know who she is, right? Then why-" Harry cut him
short
"What is your problem, Ron? She was the one who sat down next to me. I tried to
get away, but she's like static cling!"
"Oh, really," replied Ron. "Then what was with the whole 'You're Hott!!!' thing?
And why is she now your girlfriend?"
"How did you hear that?" asked Harry, starting to wonder what else his friend had
eavesdropped on. "Were you spying on me?"
"No, actually, I just happened to be in the classroom as the same time as you.
Gosh, Harry, you were practically screaming out that you loved her!" Ron replied, his
eyes starting to hold a wild anger Harry never knew they held before.
"Look, Harry," started Hermione, who had been quiet this whole time. "I don't
know what is up with you. You have been acting really weird since you came to
Hogwarts. I know you say you don't like this girl, but there's nothing wrong with
admitting you do. You have to like her, Harry. You stared at her all through breakfast this
morning. We had to dump the pitcher of water on you to-"
"You know what? I don't really care what all you people think," shouted Harry,
his voice engulfed with anger. "You can believe whatever you want, but this is the only
fact that is true; I do not like Tori DeMort!" And with that, Harry, ran away and
abandoned his stunned friends to the chaos of the hallways.
Tori sat with Harry for the remainder of Double Potions, with much dismay to his
friends. When the class was over he said a hard goodbye to Tori and ran to catch up with
his friends.
"So," asked Ron with a hint of malevolence in his voice. "You don't have a crush
on this girl, right? You don't even know who she is, right? Then why-" Harry cut him
short
"What is your problem, Ron? She was the one who sat down next to me. I tried to
get away, but she's like static cling!"
"Oh, really," replied Ron. "Then what was with the whole 'You're Hott!!!' thing?
And why is she now your girlfriend?"
"How did you hear that?" asked Harry, starting to wonder what else his friend had
eavesdropped on. "Were you spying on me?"
"No, actually, I just happened to be in the classroom as the same time as you.
Gosh, Harry, you were practically screaming out that you loved her!" Ron replied, his
eyes starting to hold a wild anger Harry never knew they held before.
"Look, Harry," started Hermione, who had been quiet this whole time. "I don't
know what is up with you. You have been acting really weird since you came to
Hogwarts. I know you say you don't like this girl, but there's nothing wrong with
admitting you do. You have to like her, Harry. You stared at her all through breakfast this
morning. We had to dump the pitcher of water on you to-"
"You know what? I don't really care what all you people think," shouted Harry,
his voice engulfed with anger. "You can believe whatever you want, but this is the only
fact that is true; I do not like Tori DeMort!" And with that, Harry, ran away and
abandoned his stunned friends to the chaos of the hallways.