Disclaimer: We own NOTHING except Azelia, the new WWWs, and the plot!
Directions for reading
this chapter: Whenever the words "EW! EW! EWWWW!" are seen
in this chapter the proper response is to wave your hands frantically
in the air as if you were swatting bugs(or fanning yourself).
WARNING: THIS IS AN INTERACTIVE CHAPTER.
Chapter
Seven: EW EW EWWWW! And those crazy frantic hand motions
Written
by The Loards
"Have you seen the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?" Hermione asked.
"Yes! He is soooo..."
"HOTT!" the girls finished in unison, and giggled at each other.
ZoƩ and her friend Becca sitting at the table in front of the two girls turned around to face them. "I know! I can hardly think in his class when he's staring at me, he sooo totally wants me!"
"WhatEVER Becca, you WISH."
"You've already been there!?" Azelia asked in awe! "I've got his class after lunch."
"Oh, cool, me too!" Hermione added looking at her schedule.
"Yeah, it was great, he's a pretty good teacher. There's this one girl who must be absolutely amazing in his class! She was there already when the rest of the class arrived, talking to him about some gadget or another. I hear she gets straight A's!"
"Girls! Get back to your work!" The stuffy professor gave the girls "The Glare", and all four of them turned back to their work.
After a few minuets of silence, Hermione pops a rather touchy question.
"So, are you and Harry going out?"
Azelia looks confused, then horrified, and then distinctly green.
"EW! EW! EWWWW!!!!" she yelled, while waving her hands franticly in the air, like she was swatting off a bug.
"Girls! Is there a problem that I should know about?" The professor turns back to Hermione and Azelia.
"N-no, Professor Stina. Sorry to disturb the class." Hermione stumbles out.
"Hermione, we need to have a talk." Azelia whispered, trying not to attract the attention of the teacher. "I'm technically not supposed to say anything here but, well, you NEED to know." And her voice lowered until Hermione could barely hear it.
Hermione bent her head closer to listen. "Harry and I have a kind of relationship you wouldn't expect. OH, GOD, not like THAT!" she added, seeing Hermione's face. "Well, actually, we're related. Harry Potter is my brother."
"Ha! That's funny. You know, if you guys really do like each other you don't have to lie about it!"
"No, really, I'm telling the truth!"
"Right..."
"No! I'm serious! That's what our meeting is about after lunch. Harry wanted to tell you both together."
"Us both?"
"Yeah, you and Ron. Hey, about Ron," Azelia said, trying to change the subject, and very interested. "Are you two going out?"
It was Hermione's turn to look green. "EW! EW! EWWWW!!!!" Doing the same motion as Azelia before.
All the students in the class turned to look at the usually quiet Hermione.
"Girls! Please! No more outbursts or I will have to remove points from Gryffindor! Hermione what is wrong with you, you are usually one of my most well behaved students."
"Sorry, Professor. It won't happen again."
"I should hope not." Prof. Stina replied returning to the lesson.
And the two girls bent their minds back to their work, each happy with the knowledge that their new friend wasn't in love with THEIR man. Like the female lions fighting for their strong lion in the wilderness of the great prairies. L/I: Capri': Sorry I just had to add that
Ron and Harry were sitting in the stifling divination room, trying to make sense of the "deep, dark, and horrible" visions of the crystal ball.
"Sooooo, Harry, when is your and Azelia's first date?"
"What?!?" confusion almost as thick as the fog in the crystal before them clouded Harry's face. Then, it dawned on him what Ron was talking about. "EW! EW! EWWWW!!!!" ?WHAT is going on with those frantic hand motions?!?! ?
"What do you see? I know it, DEATH! A horrible death." And the psychotic teacher looked straight at Harry.
"Umm, no. It was more like muggle school lunches." shudder
The rest of the class looked confused, while the few muggle born students shuddered.
"Or her breath," mutter Ron.
Harry snorted. "But Ron, WHAT in hell did you mean by that? There is NOTHING going on between me and Azelia." he paused. "Well, there is. But nothing like that."
"Sure Harry. You know what. If you really like her, you can tell me you know. I'm your best friend. You don't have to keep secrets from me."
"No. It's true Ron. There's nothing, except for that one other thing, but well, I really can't tell you about that until later."
"Harry! Are we best friends or not? WHAT IS GOING ON?"
"Well, I guess I can tell you. Professor Dumbledor said I could. Well, here's how it goes. I can't tell you the details now, but this is the gist of it," and Harry lowers his voice to the quietest of whispers. "The new girl, Azelia, well, we're related. I know, I know its hard to believe," he added, seeing the look on Ron's face. "But its true. She's my younger sister."
"But what? How? Huh?!?" Just then the class ended, and the students rushed for the trap door to get out of the stuffy room as quickly as possible.
"I'll tell you the details after lunch in moaning myrtles, but we CANT talk about it to ANYONE! Got it?"
"Yeah, sure, meet you then." Ron mumbled, still in a daze. The two boys separated, promising to meet up again at lunchtime.
End of Chapter Seven: EW EW EWWWW!
A/N: yeah, sorry this chapter is short, but the next one is extra long to make up for it. And you'll love it! Keep some tissues handy, you'll be LAUGHING THAT HARD!!!
