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Chapter ten: Forewarned Of What Is
Bunny sighed restlessly. It was early Saturday, and it was going to be the first game of Quidditch. Slytherin vs. Gryffindor.
Having been banned to never fly a broom, she really didn't feel like going out to the pitch and watching.
"Oy Bunny slow down!" At hearing her name, she stopped, and looked over her shoulder. Fred was running to catch up with her. "Hello Fred."
The red haired boy grinned, and when he reached her, slung his arm over her shoulder. "Coming to the game?"
Flushed, Bunny struggled with an excuse. "I.err."
"Bunny?" Fred forced her to turn with him, and they looked down the hall. Harry was walking towards them.
The last time she had talked with him was yesterday morning. She had confided to Ron, Harry, and even Hermione what had happened to her and Snape. They hadn't looked too surprise, and even Harry had mentioned something about confirming their suspicion.
"Oy Harry." Fred pulled his arm from her shoulders, and waved to the dark haired boy who joined them. "Ready for the big game Harry?"
Harry looked uneasy, "Yea, a little." He wiped his hands down his pants, before he turned to look at her. "Are you going to the game?" Bunny stared him, suddenly feeling as if she was trapped.
She shook her head, taking a step back. "I.I can't."
Fred frowned, crossing his arms over his chest. "Why not?" Bunny looked at him, and could see he didn't believe her. "I.err." She tugged nervously at her robes. "Well I have detention." She looked quickly at Fred, and saw the disbelief plain on his face. Heat rose to her cheeks. "I.I'll see you guys in the Great Hall!"
She turned around, and passed the marble staircase. She bumped into Ron as she went, muttering her apology. Not even pausing, Bunny made her way down to the dungeon.
She didn't stop, until she was outside Professor Snape's office. Leaning against the door, she struggled to catch her breath.
If Fred had guessed she was lying, then surely Harry knew.
Bunny lowered her gaze to the floor, ashamed with herself. What would her mother think? Finding out all the lies she was telling lately. Her mother never approved of lying, always believed the truth was better even if it did hurt. But how could she tell them she didn't want to go, because she was jealous? Or that she envied the fact that they were free, while she was still tied down.
Before she knew it, or could do anything to prevent it, the door she was leaning on gave way. With a startled cry, she toppled over, falling down in front of Professor Snape's feet, who was standing in the doorway.
"Moon?"
Bunny went scarlet, "Err. Professor. I." she looked away, slightly flustered. "Get up Moon." Nodding, and still embarrassed, she scampered to her feet, and brushed off imaginary dirt from her robes nervously.
"You have become quite the clumsy student haven't you Miss. Moon." Snape was eying her wearily, as if regarding her whether she was going to klutz out or not. The accidents were happening more recent now.
"I.well." She sighed in frustration. She could barely say a whole sentence without having to stop and think. "I wanted to talk to you."
Bunny forced herself to look up at him. "Can I serve tonight's detention during the Quidditch game?" Snape looked slightly taken aback by this, and frowned thinking it over. "Why?" Bunny sighed, knowing she would have to tell him. "Well, since I cant ride a broom.I don't want to see the game." She stopped, thinking over her words carefully. "Harry and Fred want me to come, and I said I had detention."
Snape smirked, "Telling lies now?" Bunny felt her whole body go red with embarrassment. What was she thinking, telling him something like that? She was completely out of her mind!
"Err.Yea."
Snape nodded, and pulled back to give her room. "I'm sure I can think of something for you to do."
Bunny looked up, "Seriously?" He nodded, waving a hand to motion her inside. Her face lit up with a bright grin, and she threw herself at him, "You're the greatest Professor!"
Snape scowled, and shoved her away seconds later when it registered into his brain what had knocked into him. "Don't spread rumors that are not true Miss. Moon." He then shut the door behind him.
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Bunny tossed the sponge into the bucket with a sigh. Having finally finished washing the walls, she set off to refill the bucket. Moving to the gargoyles mouth, she refilled the bucket with clean water, and then walked to the back of the classroom.
She wrinkled her nose, dropping the bucket with a plop on the floor. Her body was soar, and her stomach was growling. She had missed breakfast, and was now missing the Quidditch game. For most the morning, she spent scrubbing the grime off the walls, with a toothbrush, and then rinsed it with the sponge.
Glancing down at her fingers, she let out a weary sigh. And to think she had called that evil man the greatest. She scoffed; shaking her head, that man was nothing but a ruthless creep.
Bunny looked over at the clock with longing. She couldn't wait till lunch, but then again, she might miss it, considering her job. Since she was getting out on Watching Quidditch, and also tonight's detention, he had demanded the room to be clean by the time he returned. If not, she would have another week to finish the job.
Biting the insides of her cheeks, Bunny wondered faintly, why didn't Snape just use magic to clean the room? It would make her work much easier. But seeing he took her wand, like usual, she had no choice but to revert to the toothbrush.
Picking up the small brush, she scowled in disdain. Her fingers were raw, her skin wrinkly as a prune. Unconsciously, she scratched at her arm, which had begun to itch.
Frowning, she looked down at her arm. It was a bad sign; she knew it was, like last time, her arm felt as if it was set on fire. Crying out, for the unexpected pain sent her to her knees. Knocking into the bucket, it fell over spilling water everywhere. She dropped the toothbrush, and collapsed forward.
Tears rushed to her eyes, as the pain seemed to spread throughout her body. Something was terribly wrong.
Feeling slightly queasy, Bunny forced herself to her feet. Her right hand clutched her left forearm, as the burning sensation grew worse. She had to get out, had to go somewhere.
Running out of the classroom, she raced down the corridor to the stairs. Taking them two at a time, she burst out into the entrance hall.
Gagging, she stumbled on her feet, as she tried to run to the double doors. Swaying, her vision swam. The pain was almost unbearable. Someone help! Help me.
She staggered down the steps, nearly tripping over her own feet. Once on the grass, she blinked hard to clear her vision. Things were getting hard to decipher what they were anymore.
Shouts could be heard from the Quidditch field. Gasping from the piercing pain, Bunny took off in a full run towards the Quidditch pitch. She never thought she could run so fast.
"FOUL!!!!"
Bunny nearly fell over by the sudden shouts from across the pitch.
"Send him off ref! Red card!"
Shaking her head, she ignored the angry shouts coming from the Gryffindor stands. The pain in her arm had doubled, when she reached the Slytherin stands.
Gritting her teeth, she closed her eyes, trying to forget about the burning in her arm. But it was impossible, not when her arm felt like she was holding it over a fire, for roasting.
Seeing the stairs to the Slytherin stand, she began to drag herself up them. She had to talk to Snape. Had to tell him.
"All right, all right. Flint nearly kills the Gryffindor seeker, which could happen to anyone, I'm sure." the voice seemed to echo across the pitch, dripping with sarcasm.
Bunny's head snapped up, and she suddenly understood why she had felt compelled to come out here.
"Oh please someone help him."
Scrambling to climb up the steps faster, she tried to hurry to find Snape. Only he would be able to help her.
".Slytherin score- oh no."
Bunny reached the top of the stairs, and chanced a glance across the field. Looking up, she spotted Harry rising into the air, his broom twitching and jerking.
It was like it had been when her broom went crazy. Someone was jinxing the broom.
Bunny looked down at the stands, and spotted Professor Snape near the front, searching the pitch. Running towards him, she knocked into Draco, nearly throwing the boy over the side. Jumping over the bench, she landed in front of the greasy haired man. "Professor!!!"
Startled by her sudden appearance, Snape nearly fell over backwards. "Moon!" His voice filled with anger, as he spoke. "What are you doing? Go to you section in the stands."
He paused, looking at her disheveled form. She was soaking wet, having landed in the puddle of water she had spilt. Her hair was falling out of the ridicules buns she wore, and her eyes were filled with unshed tears. "Shouldn't you be in detention?"
Bunny gritted her teeth to keep herself from snapping at the man in front of her. She pointed to Harry, and replied quickly, and calmly as she could muster, "It's Harry! His broom is jinxed Professor!"
It was then that heated whisper began, and everyone started to point the boy out.
Snape also looked, a frown forming on his face. "If you were in the dungeon, how."
Shaking her head, she yelled, "There's no time Professor. Help him please!"
Tears fell; the pain in her arm was almost unbearable. If it got any worse, she was going to scream. She clutched her arm, hoping to subside the growing of it just a little. Stepping back, she watched Snape closely. He was staring up at Harry unblinking. His lips began to move in almost a chant.
The crowd gasped, and Bunny whirled around. "No!" Harry had been thrown off his broom, and was now hanging on for dear life. It was exactly as her flying lessons had gone.
"Fred! George!!!" The twins looked over, "Buns?"
"Oy Bunny thought you had 'detention'." She heard the sarcasm in his voice but ignored it. "The broom, it's jinxed! You have to help him!"
George nodded, and flew off to help. Fred stayed a second longer, his eyes studying her closely. Shaking his head, he flew off to help Harry, in case he fell off.
She watched the Harry's broom, her heart leaping into her chest. She frowned suddenly, when the broom froze. The jinx was over?
Turning, Bunny spotted Hermione beneath the benches behind Snape. Quirrell, who had been knocked over climbed to his feet. He had been there?
A frown appeared on her face, she hadn't even noticed Quirrell.
A yelp pulled her from her thoughts, and looking over, she gasped. Hermione had lit his robes on fire. "Professor!"
Snape jumped to his feet, hitting at his robes tying to get the nonexistent flames out. Bunny scowled, she would have to talk to Hermione after the game.
"Miss Moon."
Looking over at Professor Snape, she could see the scowl set on his face. Swallowing, she ducked her head. "If you will, follow me to my office."
His eyes flickered over to her left arm, which she had been holding in a deadly grip. Nodding, Bunny made to follow him.
As she reached the stairs, the Gryffindor burst out into applause. Looking out, she could see the crowed shouting with joy.
Harry must have caught the snitch.
"Moon."
Dropping her head slightly, she hurried to follow him out of the stands. On the ground level, she followed him across the grassy field, to the Castle. He held the door open, letting her enter before shutting it.
As they moved across the entry hall to the dungeon stairs he asking his question from earlier again. "If you were in the dungeon, how did you know about Potter?"
Flushing Bunny bounded down the stairs after him. He was going to be upset with the mess she made. "I.err." Instead of going into the classroom, like she had thought, he held open his office door for her.
She slipped inside by dunking under his arm. She took a seat in the chair near the door, while Snape moved to his desk. He sat down in his chair, and leaned back to study her. "Well."
Sighing, Bunny replied, "I don't know. I.well I just felt like I need to go." She glanced down at her arm, and bit her lip as she thought. Should she tell him about her arm? Could she tell him?
"So you had this feeling to go out to the pitch?" Bunny nodded her head. Snape was staring hard at her, "You're not telling me everything."
Bunny looked up at him, but refused to give him anymore.
"What about your arm? Is it bothering you?" His eyes flickered back to her arm, his lips thinning slightly.
Shaking her head, she replied, "No. I bumped it, and I.err well I think I might have a bruise." She looked away, afraid to look him in the eye any longer.
Snape nodded, "Very well. Since I do believe you didn't finish your detention, I expect to see you tonight." Bunny nodded, as she stood. She knew he was dismissing her, which she was relieved. She had to find Hermione, Harry and Ron. "I'll be here after dinner Professor."
He waved her off, and Bunny hastily left his office.
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Bunny banged onto the door of Hagrid's hut, with all her might. "Harry!!!! Ron!!!" She pounded harder, when there was no answer. "Open up I know you're in there!" She glanced behind her, and saw that a few of the student sitting outside, were watching her with odd expressions.
Flushing, she banged even harder. "Open this door, before I break it down!"
"Bunny?"
She let out a yelp, whirling around in fright. Heat filled her whole body, and her face turned a nice shade of red. Hagrid was standing behind her, a curious look about him. Harry peered out from behind the large man. "Oy Bunny you okay?"
Quickly, she moved out of the way, to let Hagrid to open his door. "Err." she had been so sure they had been inside. She had checked the pitch, the lockers, and had found no sign of Harry. This had seemed the most logical place he would be.
"Harry I need to talk to you. Its urgent!"
Ron looked up when her heard her voice, "Bunny?" He looked around him, his eyes slightly narrowed. "What were you doing with Snape?"
Bunny frowned, "with Snape?" Hermione came out as well, and crossed her arms over her chest. "Yes with Snape. We saw you through the binoculars."
"Oh at the game!" It dawned on her, and she hurriedly went on, "I was asking for his help."
Ron scowled, "Must have noticed he was too busy jinxing Harry's broom." Bunny frowned, but before she could say anything, Hagrid intervened, "Rubbish. Why would Snape do somethin' like that?"
Nodding, Bunny replied, "He's right Ron.HHhh It wasn't Snape." Hermione glared at her, and shot back, "Picking Snape's sighed eh?"
She shook her head, "No, will you just listen!"
Harry looked at her, his eyes studying her. "I overheard Snape talking. He was trying to get passed that three-headed dog on Halloween. It bit him. We think he was trying to steal whatever it's guarding."
Hagrid, who had ushered them all inside, and was making them a pot of tea, dropped his cup. "How do you know about Fluffy?"
Bunny looked at him, "That thing's name is FLUFFY??"
Hagrid looked at her sharply, "Yeah. He's mine. Bought him off a Greek chappie I met in a pub las' year. I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the."
Harry looked up eagerly, "Yes?"
Hagrid shook his head stubbornly "Now don't ask me anymore. That's top secret."
Outraged Ron replied, "But Snape's trying to steal it!"
Bunny scowled at the red haired boy, but before she could say anything, Hagrid beat her to it, "Rubbish. Snape's a Hogwarts teacher, he'd do nothin' of the sort."
She nodded in agreement, "exactly!"
Hermione shook her head, and pointed out the obvious, "So why did he just try and kill Harry?"
Hagrid shook his head, and replied hotly, "I'm tellin' yeh, yer wrong! I don' know why Harry's broom acted like that, but Snape wouldn' try an' kill a student!"
Harry replied quickly, "But Snape hates me, isn't that proof?"
Bunny glowered at the three, "Just because he doesn't like you Harry, doesn't mean he would want to kill you! And besides, he was counter jinxing your broom!" All four looked at her in bewilderment. Not the least bit miffed by this information, Hermione asked, "How do you know?"
Angry, that no one believe her, she yelled, her face turning red with each word, "Because I asked him to!"
The hut fell silent, and the bushy brown haired girl fell back into a chair.
Breathing deeply, and tying to calm her nerves, Bunny replied much calmer. "I went out to the pitch after my detention, and saw Harry's broom being jinxed. Just like how mine was during flying lessons. So I ran to Snape, and asked him to help."
Shaking her head, she whirled around, and stalked towards the door. Throwing it open, she stomped out into the fresh air, and slammed the door shut behind her.
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Well there ya go, hehe another chapter done. Ya!! Ahem, anyway, hope you enjoyed it cause I enjoyed writing it. Can anyone guess yet about Bunny's burns?? Hmmm??
Well I don't have much to say for this chapter, so I'll leave it at that. Thanks again for reading, and please review, even if it is to say my story is lame. C(=
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Chapter ten: Forewarned Of What Is
Bunny sighed restlessly. It was early Saturday, and it was going to be the first game of Quidditch. Slytherin vs. Gryffindor.
Having been banned to never fly a broom, she really didn't feel like going out to the pitch and watching.
"Oy Bunny slow down!" At hearing her name, she stopped, and looked over her shoulder. Fred was running to catch up with her. "Hello Fred."
The red haired boy grinned, and when he reached her, slung his arm over her shoulder. "Coming to the game?"
Flushed, Bunny struggled with an excuse. "I.err."
"Bunny?" Fred forced her to turn with him, and they looked down the hall. Harry was walking towards them.
The last time she had talked with him was yesterday morning. She had confided to Ron, Harry, and even Hermione what had happened to her and Snape. They hadn't looked too surprise, and even Harry had mentioned something about confirming their suspicion.
"Oy Harry." Fred pulled his arm from her shoulders, and waved to the dark haired boy who joined them. "Ready for the big game Harry?"
Harry looked uneasy, "Yea, a little." He wiped his hands down his pants, before he turned to look at her. "Are you going to the game?" Bunny stared him, suddenly feeling as if she was trapped.
She shook her head, taking a step back. "I.I can't."
Fred frowned, crossing his arms over his chest. "Why not?" Bunny looked at him, and could see he didn't believe her. "I.err." She tugged nervously at her robes. "Well I have detention." She looked quickly at Fred, and saw the disbelief plain on his face. Heat rose to her cheeks. "I.I'll see you guys in the Great Hall!"
She turned around, and passed the marble staircase. She bumped into Ron as she went, muttering her apology. Not even pausing, Bunny made her way down to the dungeon.
She didn't stop, until she was outside Professor Snape's office. Leaning against the door, she struggled to catch her breath.
If Fred had guessed she was lying, then surely Harry knew.
Bunny lowered her gaze to the floor, ashamed with herself. What would her mother think? Finding out all the lies she was telling lately. Her mother never approved of lying, always believed the truth was better even if it did hurt. But how could she tell them she didn't want to go, because she was jealous? Or that she envied the fact that they were free, while she was still tied down.
Before she knew it, or could do anything to prevent it, the door she was leaning on gave way. With a startled cry, she toppled over, falling down in front of Professor Snape's feet, who was standing in the doorway.
"Moon?"
Bunny went scarlet, "Err. Professor. I." she looked away, slightly flustered. "Get up Moon." Nodding, and still embarrassed, she scampered to her feet, and brushed off imaginary dirt from her robes nervously.
"You have become quite the clumsy student haven't you Miss. Moon." Snape was eying her wearily, as if regarding her whether she was going to klutz out or not. The accidents were happening more recent now.
"I.well." She sighed in frustration. She could barely say a whole sentence without having to stop and think. "I wanted to talk to you."
Bunny forced herself to look up at him. "Can I serve tonight's detention during the Quidditch game?" Snape looked slightly taken aback by this, and frowned thinking it over. "Why?" Bunny sighed, knowing she would have to tell him. "Well, since I cant ride a broom.I don't want to see the game." She stopped, thinking over her words carefully. "Harry and Fred want me to come, and I said I had detention."
Snape smirked, "Telling lies now?" Bunny felt her whole body go red with embarrassment. What was she thinking, telling him something like that? She was completely out of her mind!
"Err.Yea."
Snape nodded, and pulled back to give her room. "I'm sure I can think of something for you to do."
Bunny looked up, "Seriously?" He nodded, waving a hand to motion her inside. Her face lit up with a bright grin, and she threw herself at him, "You're the greatest Professor!"
Snape scowled, and shoved her away seconds later when it registered into his brain what had knocked into him. "Don't spread rumors that are not true Miss. Moon." He then shut the door behind him.
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Bunny tossed the sponge into the bucket with a sigh. Having finally finished washing the walls, she set off to refill the bucket. Moving to the gargoyles mouth, she refilled the bucket with clean water, and then walked to the back of the classroom.
She wrinkled her nose, dropping the bucket with a plop on the floor. Her body was soar, and her stomach was growling. She had missed breakfast, and was now missing the Quidditch game. For most the morning, she spent scrubbing the grime off the walls, with a toothbrush, and then rinsed it with the sponge.
Glancing down at her fingers, she let out a weary sigh. And to think she had called that evil man the greatest. She scoffed; shaking her head, that man was nothing but a ruthless creep.
Bunny looked over at the clock with longing. She couldn't wait till lunch, but then again, she might miss it, considering her job. Since she was getting out on Watching Quidditch, and also tonight's detention, he had demanded the room to be clean by the time he returned. If not, she would have another week to finish the job.
Biting the insides of her cheeks, Bunny wondered faintly, why didn't Snape just use magic to clean the room? It would make her work much easier. But seeing he took her wand, like usual, she had no choice but to revert to the toothbrush.
Picking up the small brush, she scowled in disdain. Her fingers were raw, her skin wrinkly as a prune. Unconsciously, she scratched at her arm, which had begun to itch.
Frowning, she looked down at her arm. It was a bad sign; she knew it was, like last time, her arm felt as if it was set on fire. Crying out, for the unexpected pain sent her to her knees. Knocking into the bucket, it fell over spilling water everywhere. She dropped the toothbrush, and collapsed forward.
Tears rushed to her eyes, as the pain seemed to spread throughout her body. Something was terribly wrong.
Feeling slightly queasy, Bunny forced herself to her feet. Her right hand clutched her left forearm, as the burning sensation grew worse. She had to get out, had to go somewhere.
Running out of the classroom, she raced down the corridor to the stairs. Taking them two at a time, she burst out into the entrance hall.
Gagging, she stumbled on her feet, as she tried to run to the double doors. Swaying, her vision swam. The pain was almost unbearable. Someone help! Help me.
She staggered down the steps, nearly tripping over her own feet. Once on the grass, she blinked hard to clear her vision. Things were getting hard to decipher what they were anymore.
Shouts could be heard from the Quidditch field. Gasping from the piercing pain, Bunny took off in a full run towards the Quidditch pitch. She never thought she could run so fast.
"FOUL!!!!"
Bunny nearly fell over by the sudden shouts from across the pitch.
"Send him off ref! Red card!"
Shaking her head, she ignored the angry shouts coming from the Gryffindor stands. The pain in her arm had doubled, when she reached the Slytherin stands.
Gritting her teeth, she closed her eyes, trying to forget about the burning in her arm. But it was impossible, not when her arm felt like she was holding it over a fire, for roasting.
Seeing the stairs to the Slytherin stand, she began to drag herself up them. She had to talk to Snape. Had to tell him.
"All right, all right. Flint nearly kills the Gryffindor seeker, which could happen to anyone, I'm sure." the voice seemed to echo across the pitch, dripping with sarcasm.
Bunny's head snapped up, and she suddenly understood why she had felt compelled to come out here.
"Oh please someone help him."
Scrambling to climb up the steps faster, she tried to hurry to find Snape. Only he would be able to help her.
".Slytherin score- oh no."
Bunny reached the top of the stairs, and chanced a glance across the field. Looking up, she spotted Harry rising into the air, his broom twitching and jerking.
It was like it had been when her broom went crazy. Someone was jinxing the broom.
Bunny looked down at the stands, and spotted Professor Snape near the front, searching the pitch. Running towards him, she knocked into Draco, nearly throwing the boy over the side. Jumping over the bench, she landed in front of the greasy haired man. "Professor!!!"
Startled by her sudden appearance, Snape nearly fell over backwards. "Moon!" His voice filled with anger, as he spoke. "What are you doing? Go to you section in the stands."
He paused, looking at her disheveled form. She was soaking wet, having landed in the puddle of water she had spilt. Her hair was falling out of the ridicules buns she wore, and her eyes were filled with unshed tears. "Shouldn't you be in detention?"
Bunny gritted her teeth to keep herself from snapping at the man in front of her. She pointed to Harry, and replied quickly, and calmly as she could muster, "It's Harry! His broom is jinxed Professor!"
It was then that heated whisper began, and everyone started to point the boy out.
Snape also looked, a frown forming on his face. "If you were in the dungeon, how."
Shaking her head, she yelled, "There's no time Professor. Help him please!"
Tears fell; the pain in her arm was almost unbearable. If it got any worse, she was going to scream. She clutched her arm, hoping to subside the growing of it just a little. Stepping back, she watched Snape closely. He was staring up at Harry unblinking. His lips began to move in almost a chant.
The crowd gasped, and Bunny whirled around. "No!" Harry had been thrown off his broom, and was now hanging on for dear life. It was exactly as her flying lessons had gone.
"Fred! George!!!" The twins looked over, "Buns?"
"Oy Bunny thought you had 'detention'." She heard the sarcasm in his voice but ignored it. "The broom, it's jinxed! You have to help him!"
George nodded, and flew off to help. Fred stayed a second longer, his eyes studying her closely. Shaking his head, he flew off to help Harry, in case he fell off.
She watched the Harry's broom, her heart leaping into her chest. She frowned suddenly, when the broom froze. The jinx was over?
Turning, Bunny spotted Hermione beneath the benches behind Snape. Quirrell, who had been knocked over climbed to his feet. He had been there?
A frown appeared on her face, she hadn't even noticed Quirrell.
A yelp pulled her from her thoughts, and looking over, she gasped. Hermione had lit his robes on fire. "Professor!"
Snape jumped to his feet, hitting at his robes tying to get the nonexistent flames out. Bunny scowled, she would have to talk to Hermione after the game.
"Miss Moon."
Looking over at Professor Snape, she could see the scowl set on his face. Swallowing, she ducked her head. "If you will, follow me to my office."
His eyes flickered over to her left arm, which she had been holding in a deadly grip. Nodding, Bunny made to follow him.
As she reached the stairs, the Gryffindor burst out into applause. Looking out, she could see the crowed shouting with joy.
Harry must have caught the snitch.
"Moon."
Dropping her head slightly, she hurried to follow him out of the stands. On the ground level, she followed him across the grassy field, to the Castle. He held the door open, letting her enter before shutting it.
As they moved across the entry hall to the dungeon stairs he asking his question from earlier again. "If you were in the dungeon, how did you know about Potter?"
Flushing Bunny bounded down the stairs after him. He was going to be upset with the mess she made. "I.err." Instead of going into the classroom, like she had thought, he held open his office door for her.
She slipped inside by dunking under his arm. She took a seat in the chair near the door, while Snape moved to his desk. He sat down in his chair, and leaned back to study her. "Well."
Sighing, Bunny replied, "I don't know. I.well I just felt like I need to go." She glanced down at her arm, and bit her lip as she thought. Should she tell him about her arm? Could she tell him?
"So you had this feeling to go out to the pitch?" Bunny nodded her head. Snape was staring hard at her, "You're not telling me everything."
Bunny looked up at him, but refused to give him anymore.
"What about your arm? Is it bothering you?" His eyes flickered back to her arm, his lips thinning slightly.
Shaking her head, she replied, "No. I bumped it, and I.err well I think I might have a bruise." She looked away, afraid to look him in the eye any longer.
Snape nodded, "Very well. Since I do believe you didn't finish your detention, I expect to see you tonight." Bunny nodded, as she stood. She knew he was dismissing her, which she was relieved. She had to find Hermione, Harry and Ron. "I'll be here after dinner Professor."
He waved her off, and Bunny hastily left his office.
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Bunny banged onto the door of Hagrid's hut, with all her might. "Harry!!!! Ron!!!" She pounded harder, when there was no answer. "Open up I know you're in there!" She glanced behind her, and saw that a few of the student sitting outside, were watching her with odd expressions.
Flushing, she banged even harder. "Open this door, before I break it down!"
"Bunny?"
She let out a yelp, whirling around in fright. Heat filled her whole body, and her face turned a nice shade of red. Hagrid was standing behind her, a curious look about him. Harry peered out from behind the large man. "Oy Bunny you okay?"
Quickly, she moved out of the way, to let Hagrid to open his door. "Err." she had been so sure they had been inside. She had checked the pitch, the lockers, and had found no sign of Harry. This had seemed the most logical place he would be.
"Harry I need to talk to you. Its urgent!"
Ron looked up when her heard her voice, "Bunny?" He looked around him, his eyes slightly narrowed. "What were you doing with Snape?"
Bunny frowned, "with Snape?" Hermione came out as well, and crossed her arms over her chest. "Yes with Snape. We saw you through the binoculars."
"Oh at the game!" It dawned on her, and she hurriedly went on, "I was asking for his help."
Ron scowled, "Must have noticed he was too busy jinxing Harry's broom." Bunny frowned, but before she could say anything, Hagrid intervened, "Rubbish. Why would Snape do somethin' like that?"
Nodding, Bunny replied, "He's right Ron.HHhh It wasn't Snape." Hermione glared at her, and shot back, "Picking Snape's sighed eh?"
She shook her head, "No, will you just listen!"
Harry looked at her, his eyes studying her. "I overheard Snape talking. He was trying to get passed that three-headed dog on Halloween. It bit him. We think he was trying to steal whatever it's guarding."
Hagrid, who had ushered them all inside, and was making them a pot of tea, dropped his cup. "How do you know about Fluffy?"
Bunny looked at him, "That thing's name is FLUFFY??"
Hagrid looked at her sharply, "Yeah. He's mine. Bought him off a Greek chappie I met in a pub las' year. I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the."
Harry looked up eagerly, "Yes?"
Hagrid shook his head stubbornly "Now don't ask me anymore. That's top secret."
Outraged Ron replied, "But Snape's trying to steal it!"
Bunny scowled at the red haired boy, but before she could say anything, Hagrid beat her to it, "Rubbish. Snape's a Hogwarts teacher, he'd do nothin' of the sort."
She nodded in agreement, "exactly!"
Hermione shook her head, and pointed out the obvious, "So why did he just try and kill Harry?"
Hagrid shook his head, and replied hotly, "I'm tellin' yeh, yer wrong! I don' know why Harry's broom acted like that, but Snape wouldn' try an' kill a student!"
Harry replied quickly, "But Snape hates me, isn't that proof?"
Bunny glowered at the three, "Just because he doesn't like you Harry, doesn't mean he would want to kill you! And besides, he was counter jinxing your broom!" All four looked at her in bewilderment. Not the least bit miffed by this information, Hermione asked, "How do you know?"
Angry, that no one believe her, she yelled, her face turning red with each word, "Because I asked him to!"
The hut fell silent, and the bushy brown haired girl fell back into a chair.
Breathing deeply, and tying to calm her nerves, Bunny replied much calmer. "I went out to the pitch after my detention, and saw Harry's broom being jinxed. Just like how mine was during flying lessons. So I ran to Snape, and asked him to help."
Shaking her head, she whirled around, and stalked towards the door. Throwing it open, she stomped out into the fresh air, and slammed the door shut behind her.
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Well there ya go, hehe another chapter done. Ya!! Ahem, anyway, hope you enjoyed it cause I enjoyed writing it. Can anyone guess yet about Bunny's burns?? Hmmm??
Well I don't have much to say for this chapter, so I'll leave it at that. Thanks again for reading, and please review, even if it is to say my story is lame. C(=
Polls:
Harry/Bunny: 40
Draco/Bunny: 24
Draco/Lita: 6
Ron/Bunny: 27
Ron/Ami: 3
Ron/Hermione: 1
Snape/Bunny: 9
Twins/Minako: 2
Twins/Bunny: 1
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Chaser: 8
Keeper: 2
Beater: 2
Well gotta go, got lots to do!!! Tata for now LP