(A/N: I spent my afternoon looking at images of Daniel Radcliffe in drag...)
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PAST: PRIVET DRIVE
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"I got one," said Madison.
"Alright. Go on," Harry replied.
"Do vampire bats have the ability to become human?"
"Hmm...that is a good one."
The two leaned against their sides of the fence in thought. They'd been thinking up really idiotic questions to think about all afternoon. Other subjects of ponder had been: if tigers are just big cats, are bears just really big dogs? also: if honey is bee vomit, why are we so keen on eating it? Both had vowed never to eat honey again.
"Maybe," said Harry, "they're just vampires who become bats and get stuck."
"Yeah."
"I got another one."
"Hmm?"
"Why do they call them 'potato jackets'? Why not just 'potato wraps'? It's one syllable less."
"Good point."
"People are just weird."
"Yeah. Hey! My mummy painted my nails today! Want to see? They're blue!"
"Sure."
Madison stuck her hand through the hole under the fence that Harry had dug and showed him one of her hands. Harry looked at the dark blue nail polish.
"It's a nice color," he said. Then he spotted something. "Say, what happened to your hand? You've got a big cut."
"Oh!" Madison snatched her hand back. "It's nothing. John was opening a package and he slipped with the box-cutter. It was my fault, I was in the way."
"Are you sure...?"
"Yeah! Hey, I got another one," said Madison, hastily changing the subject. "You know, peanuts look nothing like peas. They're not green and they're bigger than peas are."
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PAST: HOGWARTS
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Harry stood at a window in the hallway. He stared blankly out onto the darkened ground of Hogwarts school and sighed. Hermione and Ron had a right to know why he was so upset. He'd snapped on them like that, they really had a right to know.
He looked up at the stars and cursed out loud. How could he have been so stupid? Ron and Hermione were his best friends. Why did he snap at them that way?
"I'm so stupid," he said to himself. "John didn't slip with the box-cutter...he did it on purpose...Why didn't I realize it before? Why?" Harry growled and kicked the wall. He was greeted with a great deal of pain in his left ankle. "OW!"
Ignoring his ankle now, Harry turned and walked away from the window. As he turned the corner of the hallway, he suddenly ran into someone and fell back onto his rear. He looked up to see who he had run into. It was Draco Malfoy and his 'henchmen', Crabbe and Goyle.
"And I thought he couldn't fly," muttered Draco as he stood up. "Potter can barely even walk!"
Harry sighed in annoyance and stood up. "I'm in no mood to fight with you, Malfoy. I didn't mean to run into you." He began to walk around them.
"Drop something?" Malfoy said in a teasing voice. Harry turned. Draco had the bracelet.
"So, Potter, you're a cross-dresser as well as a nutcase?"
"Give that back," Harry growled. His eyes narrowed in anger. Draco smirked and walked to the window. He held the bracelet out the window and waved it slightly.
"Care to make a wager? Your girly charm bracelet if you say 'My name is Harry Potty and I love my buck-toothed friend, Hermione Granger.' In front of everyone," Draco said with a laugh.
"Just give it back!" Harry yelled. He lunged at Draco.
"Fetch!" Draco dropped the bracelet from the window and stood back as Harry leaned over the windowsill.
"No!" cried Harry. He turned around and glared at Draco for a second. Then, he tackled him.
"GET HIM OFF ME! GET HI--OWW!!" Harry had punched Draco in the nose. The dark-haired boy stood and ran off down the hallway.
He had to get outside. He had to find that bracelet.
Draco sat up with blood running down his robes and scowled. "Rotten...that...Potter," he spat. Crabbe helped him up. Draco elbowed him in the ribs.
"Nice of you to help me!" he yelled. "Maybe I could've used it when that idiot was hitting me!"
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Harry ran outside and over to the courtyard where Draco had dropped the bracelet. He had to find it. He had to find it or he would breakdown completely...
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(A/N: YAY FOR ME!)
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PAST: PRIVET DRIVE
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"I got one," said Madison.
"Alright. Go on," Harry replied.
"Do vampire bats have the ability to become human?"
"Hmm...that is a good one."
The two leaned against their sides of the fence in thought. They'd been thinking up really idiotic questions to think about all afternoon. Other subjects of ponder had been: if tigers are just big cats, are bears just really big dogs? also: if honey is bee vomit, why are we so keen on eating it? Both had vowed never to eat honey again.
"Maybe," said Harry, "they're just vampires who become bats and get stuck."
"Yeah."
"I got another one."
"Hmm?"
"Why do they call them 'potato jackets'? Why not just 'potato wraps'? It's one syllable less."
"Good point."
"People are just weird."
"Yeah. Hey! My mummy painted my nails today! Want to see? They're blue!"
"Sure."
Madison stuck her hand through the hole under the fence that Harry had dug and showed him one of her hands. Harry looked at the dark blue nail polish.
"It's a nice color," he said. Then he spotted something. "Say, what happened to your hand? You've got a big cut."
"Oh!" Madison snatched her hand back. "It's nothing. John was opening a package and he slipped with the box-cutter. It was my fault, I was in the way."
"Are you sure...?"
"Yeah! Hey, I got another one," said Madison, hastily changing the subject. "You know, peanuts look nothing like peas. They're not green and they're bigger than peas are."
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PAST: HOGWARTS
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Harry stood at a window in the hallway. He stared blankly out onto the darkened ground of Hogwarts school and sighed. Hermione and Ron had a right to know why he was so upset. He'd snapped on them like that, they really had a right to know.
He looked up at the stars and cursed out loud. How could he have been so stupid? Ron and Hermione were his best friends. Why did he snap at them that way?
"I'm so stupid," he said to himself. "John didn't slip with the box-cutter...he did it on purpose...Why didn't I realize it before? Why?" Harry growled and kicked the wall. He was greeted with a great deal of pain in his left ankle. "OW!"
Ignoring his ankle now, Harry turned and walked away from the window. As he turned the corner of the hallway, he suddenly ran into someone and fell back onto his rear. He looked up to see who he had run into. It was Draco Malfoy and his 'henchmen', Crabbe and Goyle.
"And I thought he couldn't fly," muttered Draco as he stood up. "Potter can barely even walk!"
Harry sighed in annoyance and stood up. "I'm in no mood to fight with you, Malfoy. I didn't mean to run into you." He began to walk around them.
"Drop something?" Malfoy said in a teasing voice. Harry turned. Draco had the bracelet.
"So, Potter, you're a cross-dresser as well as a nutcase?"
"Give that back," Harry growled. His eyes narrowed in anger. Draco smirked and walked to the window. He held the bracelet out the window and waved it slightly.
"Care to make a wager? Your girly charm bracelet if you say 'My name is Harry Potty and I love my buck-toothed friend, Hermione Granger.' In front of everyone," Draco said with a laugh.
"Just give it back!" Harry yelled. He lunged at Draco.
"Fetch!" Draco dropped the bracelet from the window and stood back as Harry leaned over the windowsill.
"No!" cried Harry. He turned around and glared at Draco for a second. Then, he tackled him.
"GET HIM OFF ME! GET HI--OWW!!" Harry had punched Draco in the nose. The dark-haired boy stood and ran off down the hallway.
He had to get outside. He had to find that bracelet.
Draco sat up with blood running down his robes and scowled. "Rotten...that...Potter," he spat. Crabbe helped him up. Draco elbowed him in the ribs.
"Nice of you to help me!" he yelled. "Maybe I could've used it when that idiot was hitting me!"
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Harry ran outside and over to the courtyard where Draco had dropped the bracelet. He had to find it. He had to find it or he would breakdown completely...
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(A/N: YAY FOR ME!)
