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A/N - I don't think I put a disclaimer in the last chapter, but you all know that I don't own this stuff. Anyway, I figured that I would put up the next chapter for you wonderful people to read.
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Padma's Story (a.k.a Women Always Get What They Want)
Well if you want to know what we're all thinking.
It's nothing too complex.
It's just something cold for drinking, and a whole lot of s-e- yessss
Well that's the truth about men.
That's the truth about us.
We like to hunt and golf and drive around lost.
Scratch, and spit, and a whole lot of other disgusting stuff.
And no matter what line we give you, when we come crawling in.
We ain't wrong, we ain't sorry, and it's probably gonna happen again.
"Justin is perhaps one of the most sensitive people you will ever know." Padma said. "He hates being wrong. And he'll do anything and everything in his power to prove me wrong, even if he knows I'm right." Ginny chuckled and patted the girl on the back.
"It's alright, hon." she said with a grin. "All men are like that."
"Isn't that the truth." Hermione said. "Draco has the world's biggest ego."
"Anyway, the last time we really had an argument about it, we were going to see a musical in Muggle London. The name of it was Michael Flately's Riverdance, and I was dying to see it. The theater had been sold out for weeks, but my sister was able to get us a couple of tickets. You know that most of the dancers are witches and wizards anyway. Now, Justin is a Muggle-born wizard, you'd think he would know his was around London considering he grew up right outside the city. Now, I've been to Muggle London a whole five times when this happened. We were looking for the theater, and we couldn't find it. Justin kept insisting that he knew where it was."
"Why didn't you ask for directions?" Pansy asked.
"This is a guy we're talking about." Susan said. "They NEVER get lost."
"Right." Padma answered. "Anyway, I knew when we walked past the same candy store five times that we were completely lost. We were going around in circles for Merlin's sake."
"Well, did you ever get to the theater?"
"Yes, after I went into the same candy store we had been circling for an hour and asked for directions." Padma said. "When I came in, the cashier smiled and ask if I was lost. She said she'd noticed us walking in front of the store a few times."
"Now that's bad when the locals start noticing." Ginny said with a grin.
"I know. And the bad part about it was we missed the entire first half of the musical." Padma said. "So, we get there, watch what's left of the show and get ready to leave. I wanted to find a place of Apparate from, but Justin insisted that we walk. It looked like it was about to rain, but I went along with him. We got halfway to the Leaky Cauldron, and the bottom fell out. It started raining like their was no tomorrow."
"You walked home in the rain?" Pansy asked. "I wouldn't have."
"I didn't." Padma said. "I told Justin I was going home, and I Apparated out of there and to the manor."
"How did Justin get home?" Susan asked.
"I don't know. He wasn't far behind me though." Padma said with a shrug. "I'm guessing he Apparated too. When he got home, I was already in bed. He came in and tried to apologize for making me miss the show, but I was too mad to listen."
"Oh, dear," Hermione grinned. "The Patil temper rears it's ugly head, again." Padma smiled and nodded.
"If you think I'm bad, you should get Parvarti going. Now that's a show." she said.
"Well, what happened?" Ginny questioned.
"When I ignored Justin, he got all huffy and started telling me that it was my fault we missed to play. He said I should have told him that we were going around in circles. Well, I guess he conviently forgot that I had mentioned that a couple of times while we were walking around. And every time I said that, he would roll his eyes and snicker, and say that women have a horrible sense of direction. I didn't know what I was talking about."
"Well, what did you do about it?" Hermione asked.
"Well," Padma said with a grin. "He finally shut up about it and let me sleep. A few days later, while he was gone to work I decided to help him learn to follow directions a little better. He still hadn't admitted to the fact that it was his fault that we missed the musical, and I was about tired of him blaming it on me. I fixed his favorite dinner and hid it in the house. Usually, when he comes home from work, he's ready to eat. Well, instead of finding food on the table, he found a note."
"A note?" Susan asked.
"Yes," she said. "The note gave him a clue as to where the next clue was. He had to work his way through the manor until he finally found the dinner."
"Where did you hide it?" Ginny asked. Padma grinned and shook her head.
"In the oven in the kitchen, five feet from the table where the first note was." she said with a grin. The women grinned and nodded in amusement.
"But, when he found the food, he either had to take the blame for missing the musical, or I got rid of it."Padma said. "Justin's appetite is as bad as any male Weasley's, so he was about to take the blame. But his male pride wouldn't let him. We stood there and debated for an hour. I promised him something good for desert, and he finally gave up, admitted defeat, and apologized. He even said that he should have listened to me to begin with."
"Bribe them with food and a good shag." Hermione said with a smile. "Works every time."
"So, he just let go of his pride and admitted defeat?" Susan asked. Padma nodded. "I wish that worked with Ron."
"You mean food doesn't work anymore?" Ginny asked.
"Oh, it works. Just not as good as it used to."
"Well, I don't know what to tell you." Ginny said. "Ron's known weakness is food."
"You'll find something else to con him with." Pansy said with a grin. The girls smiled and Hermione stood up from the table.
"I wonder how the game is going?" she said. She walked over to the door and lifted the silencing charm on the room. She immediately covered her ears as shouts, screams, insults, and criticisms filtered through the relative quiet of the rest of the manor.
"YOU STUPID MORON!!! THAT IS THE MOST RIDICULOUS PLAY I HAVE EVER SEEN!!" Justin yelled. "ANYBODY COULD HAVE INTERCEPTED THAT!"
"THOSE CHASERS ARE HORRIBLE.!" Draco said. "EVEN PUDDLEMERE'S BETTER THAN THAT, AND THEY'VE GOT TWO EX-GRYFFINDORKS ON THE TEAM!"
"WATCH IT, YOU SNAKE!" Ron fumed. "YOU AREN'T ANY BETTER ON A BROOM STICK THAN THE WORSE TEAM IN THE LEAGUE!"
"FOUL!!! FOUL!!!!" Harry yelled at the screen. "BLATANT CHEATING ON THEIR PART. THEY'VE BEEN TAKING PLAYS FROM THE SLYTHERIN PLAY BOOK!!!! DIRTY, ROTTEN, CHEATING BASTA........!!!!!"
"WATCH IT, POTTER!" Blaise yelled. "YOU AREN'T THE CLEANEST PLAYER EITHER, REMEMBER THAT!"
"WELL," Harry said sarcastically, " AT LEAST I DIDN'T STICK A BEATER'S BAT UP MY GIRLFRIEND'S......"
"Oooookaaaaay," Hermione said quickly. "That's enough of that." Hermione pulled out her wand and quickly put the charm back on the room. She didn't want to hear what Blaise had done with a bat and his girlfriend, and she was pretty sure none of the others wanted to know either.
"I take it the game is still going on?" Ginny asked.
"Unfortunately, yes." Hermione said with a grin. "I don't think it's going to be much longer now, though. The Canons usually don't let the game go on this long. It'll be over with in the next five minutes or so, I'll bet."
"I hope the boys haven't burst their eardrums in there." Susan said. "As loud as they are, I'll be surprised if they can hear themselves scream."
"Don't worry." Pansy said. "They'll be back to normal in no time flat."
"That's what I'm worried about." Padma said. Hermione patted the girl's hand and smiled.
"It's okay." she said. "The others won't leave in lasting marks on each other. Justin will be fine."
"It's the psychological mess I'm worried about." Padma answered. "He'll be on a Quidditch fit for the rest of the week."
"No, he won't." Hermione said. "This should get it out of their system."
"Yeah, I'm glad the finals are only once a year." Pansy said. "I can't stand the boys acting like little children in front of a television."
"Oh, they act like that all the time." Susan said with a smirk. "Not just during Quidditch finals." About that time, the door to the room swung open to admit a very rumpled looking group of young men. They were red faced and covered with bits of popcorn and pretzels.
The game was over, and from the look on Ron and Blaise's faces, the Chudley Canons had won.
"Oh, man," Susan said with a sigh, rolling her eyes. "Now we're about to hear the whole game play, by play, by stinking play." The women groaned and waited for the re-tellings to commence.
Alrightey, everyone, only one more chapter to go. Hope you've enjoyed so far. Anyway, leave me your opinions on how I should wrap everything up. Later.