Natty Sue
Chapter Ten

Hop, Hop, Hop

It was Tuesday. Nat had now been at Hogwarts for a full week. A full week and a day or two. She wasn't really sure, math was never her strong point. It was time to check on Fluffy, and then head over for tutoring lessons with that... disease girl. Herpes something-or-other. What was it with these wizarding people and their off-the-wall names? Why couldn't they have normal names, like Terada Yoshiyuki or Kinomoto Fujitaka? Was Shinobu Maehara, or Urashima Keitaro really that hard to say?
Nat approached the sort of 'kennel' that Hagrid had constructed to house Fluffy. It was a very large enclosure, with a large pool of saltwater for Fluffy to splash in (being a saltwater croccy-dilly and all). Nat had to hand it to Hagrid, he was pretty good when it came to animals... But... Was it her imagination, or did Fluffy look bigger? A LOT bigger?
"Fluffykins? Sweetie? C'mere and lemme lookit you..."
Fluffy turned eagerly towards Nat's voice and crawled quickly over, expecting a rabbit or other small creature for a treat.
Sure enough, Fluffy was bigger. Nearly twice his original 23 feet.
"How...? What has Hagrid been feeding you? Huh, sweetie?" Nat asked, a frown forming. But before she could find Hagrid to ask him what had caused this... abnormal growth spurt, her new magic watch (which she found... on a table... After that Ravenclaw set it down) beeped at her, informing her that it was in fact, time for her tutoring session with the disease girl.
"I'll be back later, okies Fluffykins?" Nat said, running off in the direction of the castle.

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"No, you're not doing it correctly!" Hermione said, for perhaps the twentieth time in the past half-hour.
"Well then HOW am I supposed to do it then?" Nat retorted, glaring at Hermione.
"I've shown you. I don't know how many times we have to go over simple wand movements!"
"Look! I'm doing it exactly like you showed me! It's not working!"
"There's no way it could not work, unless you're doing it wrong!"
"Maybe my wand just hates me, no da?"
"No... da?"
"Nevermind. Look, this is stupid. You must be having me do it wrong! I'm doing it exactly like you said and it's not doing anything like it's supposed to! All it did was get a bit squishy!" Nat emphasized her point by poking the rock with her wand.
"Well, at least it changed somewhat." Hermione said, rather irritated.

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"Draco! Draco! Draco! Draco! Draaaacoooooo!" Nat shouted, running down the hall towards where he was blatantly ignoring her and jumping on top of him. "Glomped you!" Nat said cheerfully, 'huggling' the now squirming and very embarrassed Draco. "Get her off me!" Draco ordered Crabbe, who easily reached down and pulled Nat off him.
"Well hello, Crabbe!" Nat said, still dangling from his extended arm.
"Hello." Crabbe said dully.
"Whatcha up to?"
"Uhm..."
"Wow! I wish I could do that!"
"Uh.. Do what?"
"Be just like you! You're SO cool!"
"I am?"
"Yeah!"
Crabbe blushed bright red and gently set Nat back on her feet. "Wonderful," Draco drawled, brushing imaginary dirt from his robes, "Start playing with their minds and they'll be impossible to control." Nat arched an eyebrow at him, "Naw, Draccy-kins, there's nothing a whip can't set straight. And messing with their minds... What little minds they have, is always in good fun!"
Draco said nothing, but rolled his eyes and continued on his way towards Hagrid's hut for Care of Magical Creatures.

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"I don't wanna!" Nat all but screeched. They were still working on yazlews and Hagrid wanted Nat to pick hers up and pet it as an example of how positive energy would actually cause more harm to the yazlew. But Nat wanted nothing to do with the slimy yellow creature, it was utterly revolting in every possible way.
"It's not gonna hurt yeh!" Hagrid tried to patiently explain.
"But it's ICKY!" Nat said, backing farther away from the thing.
"Jus' reach yer 'and down n' pet 'im!" Hagrid said, scooting one in Nat's direction.
"Aiyyeeeee!" Nat squealed, jumping up on the fence. "Kill it! KILL IT, KILL IT, KILL IT!"
"We're not gon' 'ta kill 'im. Jus' pet 'im and be nice ter 'im."
"No! No, no, no, no, NO!" Nat yelled, jumping out of the pen and hiding behind a group of amused Gryffindors.
"'Onestly they ain't gon' 'urt you! Anyone else care 'ter give it a try?" Hagrid asked, finally giving up on Nat, who continued to hide out behind the Gryffindors.
"I will," Harry said, stepping forward a bit timidly. He didn't really want to touch the yazlews either, but he couldn't just leave Hagrid standing there. Very cautiously, Harry bent down next to one of the yazlews and gingerly scooped it up. It was extremely soft, and sticky with yellow slime, it was all Harry could do to not drop the disgusting creature as its antenna made contact with his face and all but stuck there.
"Now jus' pet 'im," Hagrid said, smiling broadly. Harry bit his lip and slowly began to stroke the yazlew on the part that would most likely be considered its head. "Thar yeh go!" Hagrid exclaimed, as the yazlew immediately began to struggle in an attempt to get away fro Harry. "Now yeh can put 'im down. Dun wan 'ter 'urt 'im, y'know." Harry didn't need to be told twice, he quickly bent and placed the yazlew back on the ground. He was now covered in very sticky yellow slime.

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"You're alllll slimey!" Nat giggled, as she ran in circles around Harry.
"I noticed." Harry stated blandly, futilely trying to wipe the slime from his uniform.
"How iiiiicky!" Nat said, completing another lap around Harry.
"Thank you. I know."
"I know."
"What?"
"I know you know and knowing is to know what the know is who and when!"
"Uhm... Okay."

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"Dinner time! Dinner time! Dinner time!" Nat chanted, bouncing through the corridors on her way to the great hall. Unfortunately, she bounced right into a seventh year Slytherin.
"Ouch!" Nat squealed, falling on top of the older student.
"Ouch yourself!" the seventh year said, shoving Nat roughly off.
"Oh! Hi Emma! What are you doing?"
"Hi. Nat. I was waiting for Sev-- Err Professor Snape."
"Why?"
"Because he's incredibly sexy."
"Does this have anything to do with cheese?"
"No, but it has everything to do with jam."
"I'm not sure Professor Snape is uhm... Up for a coating in jam."
"I'm sure he's up for strawberry jam."
"It sounds eeeeewy sticky!" Nat said, shuddering as she was reminded of the slime Harry had been covered in.
"No, it sounds terribly delicious."
"What? You would lick it off?!"
"Obviously."
"I thought I was weird! I don't go talking with the licking things off professors!"
"I beg your pardon?" Nat and Emma both froze as Snape's voice was heard from behind them.
"Uhm..."
"Ehh..."
"Staring with your mouths open does nothing to improve your appearance, ladies."
"Eh.. Ehm... Eto... Ano... De donde eres la uhm... hon desu!"
"Miss Himitsu, please speak only one language, and please make that language English."
"We were just discussing jam, Professor." Emma cut in, flashing Snape a sultry smile.
"Ah, I see. Well, perhaps you should be heading up to dinner."
"Righty-Oh, Snapey!" Nat said, turning quickly and bouncing off. Emma however, was not quite finished.
"Professor, before I go, I was wondering... I'm uhm.. Conducting a survey, and wanted to know what kind of jam you prefer?"
Snape raised a quizzical eyebrow. "Strawberry, Miss Jenks. Strawberrry."

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Note: Rawr. This was last updated exactly 1 year and four err.. 5 days ago. I'm so damn slow. How much of an interest is there for me to continue this? Does anyone want to write a chapter of my Survivor fic? hehe... I'm beyond swamped, what with my site and all, so any help would be appreciated. ^_^;;
Very sorry for the delay. Or rather.. for the almost complete stop of this fic. *sigh*

Dedication: This chapter is for I.C. Fire. Because I suck and she rocks. Go read her stuff.

Today's Moral: If it ain't stuck, stick it!

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by Draco Malfoy. Meow.

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