Star-chan: *running from a mob carrying flamethrowers* Before you kill me,
let me explain! Like I said in my bio, I can't find Hart, and Hime-dono
took Neko and Remmy away until I write another chapter. *sniffs* I MISS MY
REMMY!!!!! Anyway, for those who actually read my ramblings, on with the
story!
DISCLAIMER:
Star-chan: No, I don't own Harry Potter. If I did, I'd probably have a better copy of the first one.
*~*
"I can't believe I just did that," Becca moaned as she, followed by five other Gryffindors, entered the common room, horror written practically with a bright red marker all over her face.
"Neither can I, if that helps," Sarah offered the distressed girl. The group took found seats near the fireplace and sat, Becca so horrified she didn't even noticed she sat next to Sirius.
"No, it doesn't, because you still let *this* jerk-" Becca pointed her thumb at a proud-looking Sirius "-take my picture."
"Don't worry, Beci, it's a fool-proof plan," Remus comforted. "Just let Snape take you to Hogsmeade tomorrow, and follow the plan."
Becca snorted. "If it's 'fool-proof', then I guess it's safe for Sirius." Sirius looked at Becca, faked hurt in his face.
"Aww, don't you love me anymore, Beci?"
"Did I ever?"
*~*
"Harry? Mr. Potter, will you please try to keep your mind in the same room as the rest of us?" Harry looked up, a little ashamed, into Professor Schram's face.
"Yes, Professor," he mumbled. He had been working on a plan, almost sure it would work if he had a little help.
"Well, I guess you can be the first on to show your Patronus, since you obviously have no need to listen when I'm explaining how not to get yourself killed while conjuring it." The professor crossed her arms. Harry held back a sigh. He did have to pick the day when Schram is in a bad mood to not pay attention. The only comfort was that he could most definitely conjure a Patronus.
Resolved, Harry walked to the front of the class and held out his wand. Concentrating on a happy memory, he chanted, "Expecto Patronum"
As Ron, Hermione, and Harry had expected, a large, silver stag appeared from the wand and trotted to the stunned Professor.
Well, Harry reflected, maybe 'stunned' is a bit of an understatement. She looked like someone had smacked her right in the face.
Slowly, the stag faded from view, as did Professor Schram's amazed look. "Very good, Harry," she said. "How did you manage to do that?"
Harry shrugged. " I had lessons two years ago from Professor Lupin." Schram nodded, distracted by something. It was odd, since she usually seemed really together.
*~*
"I don't believe it."
"I witnessed it. It's true."
"That's sick and horribly wrong."
Without Becca's knowledge, Sarah and Lily were sitting in the dorm room, talking about the blonde Gryffindor's endeavor that morning.
Sarah flopped back onto her bed. "It was awful, trying to see Snape flirt." She made a face of absolute disgust. Lily copied the look, sitting on her own bed with more grace.
"I can't even imagine," Lily said, looking out the window. "On the other hand, I don't *want* to imagine it."
Sarah made a gagging noise. "Their date is tomorrow. Wanna go spy on them for blackmail?" she asked, hoping Lily wouldn't refuse. It was crucial to the matchmakers' plans.
"I guess," Lily answered, looking under her pillow for her diary. "Blackmail on Becca, or Snape?"
Sarah shrugged the best she could for lying down on her messy bed. "Either works."
*~*
"I swear, it look *exactly* like James," Professor Schram told her friend that night at dinner. Stidham, who wasn't paying complete attention, just made a sympathetic noise. The blonde glared. "You're empathy is overwhelming," she drawled sarcastically.
The History professor made the same noise.
"Are you even listening?!"
Again, just a little moan/sigh.
Schram looked murderous. "Harry told me he learned his Patronus from 'Professor Lupin'."
Stidhall didn't even react that time.
The Defense teacher sighed, pulling out the big guns. "Sirius Black just walked in."
"Huh? What?! Where?!" The pink-haired woman looked around wildly before glaring.
"That's what happens when you don't pay attention."
*~*
"Harry?" Ron's voice intruded on Harry's thinking. "Why are you so quiet?"
"I was just thinking about Defense class," Harry admitted. "It was strange."
Ron shrugged. "What's to think about? You don't have to do anything now." The redhead grabbed another chicken leg and bit into it.
"I think he was talking about Professor Schram," Hermione said from Ron's left. "She was really out of it after Harry's Patronus." It wasn't exactly what Harry had been thinking, but it was close.
"Do either of you know her first name?"
"Who, Schram?" Ron asked. "Don't know."
"Neither do I," Hermione said.
Harry bit his lip and looked at his remaining food with a lost apitite. "I'm going to the common room."
"We will, too." Hermione was quick to stand, while Ron needed more encouragement. Harry had noticed their reluctance to leave him alone. Possible because they were trying to keep Harry from dwelling on the fact that Voldemort was becoming more and more powerful.
"I haven't even had dessert yet," Ron grumbled.
*~*
Star-chan: Sorry it's a bit short. I'm going on vacation for a week, so don't expect a new chapter really soon. Anyway, I found Hart in the freezer. Apperently Neko locked her in there. She's thawing out in the microwave now. Anyway, thank you's!
Evil Willow-Thanks! And the pink stoney thingy can only bring people back form the dead. Neko hid the Authoresses Map, too.
Himedono-You have my permission to seriously hurt Neko, but killing is a bit far. Thanks! Erm. . . Can I have Remmy back now? PLEASE?!?!
Star-chan: That's it. Bye!
REVIEW!!
DISCLAIMER:
Star-chan: No, I don't own Harry Potter. If I did, I'd probably have a better copy of the first one.
*~*
"I can't believe I just did that," Becca moaned as she, followed by five other Gryffindors, entered the common room, horror written practically with a bright red marker all over her face.
"Neither can I, if that helps," Sarah offered the distressed girl. The group took found seats near the fireplace and sat, Becca so horrified she didn't even noticed she sat next to Sirius.
"No, it doesn't, because you still let *this* jerk-" Becca pointed her thumb at a proud-looking Sirius "-take my picture."
"Don't worry, Beci, it's a fool-proof plan," Remus comforted. "Just let Snape take you to Hogsmeade tomorrow, and follow the plan."
Becca snorted. "If it's 'fool-proof', then I guess it's safe for Sirius." Sirius looked at Becca, faked hurt in his face.
"Aww, don't you love me anymore, Beci?"
"Did I ever?"
*~*
"Harry? Mr. Potter, will you please try to keep your mind in the same room as the rest of us?" Harry looked up, a little ashamed, into Professor Schram's face.
"Yes, Professor," he mumbled. He had been working on a plan, almost sure it would work if he had a little help.
"Well, I guess you can be the first on to show your Patronus, since you obviously have no need to listen when I'm explaining how not to get yourself killed while conjuring it." The professor crossed her arms. Harry held back a sigh. He did have to pick the day when Schram is in a bad mood to not pay attention. The only comfort was that he could most definitely conjure a Patronus.
Resolved, Harry walked to the front of the class and held out his wand. Concentrating on a happy memory, he chanted, "Expecto Patronum"
As Ron, Hermione, and Harry had expected, a large, silver stag appeared from the wand and trotted to the stunned Professor.
Well, Harry reflected, maybe 'stunned' is a bit of an understatement. She looked like someone had smacked her right in the face.
Slowly, the stag faded from view, as did Professor Schram's amazed look. "Very good, Harry," she said. "How did you manage to do that?"
Harry shrugged. " I had lessons two years ago from Professor Lupin." Schram nodded, distracted by something. It was odd, since she usually seemed really together.
*~*
"I don't believe it."
"I witnessed it. It's true."
"That's sick and horribly wrong."
Without Becca's knowledge, Sarah and Lily were sitting in the dorm room, talking about the blonde Gryffindor's endeavor that morning.
Sarah flopped back onto her bed. "It was awful, trying to see Snape flirt." She made a face of absolute disgust. Lily copied the look, sitting on her own bed with more grace.
"I can't even imagine," Lily said, looking out the window. "On the other hand, I don't *want* to imagine it."
Sarah made a gagging noise. "Their date is tomorrow. Wanna go spy on them for blackmail?" she asked, hoping Lily wouldn't refuse. It was crucial to the matchmakers' plans.
"I guess," Lily answered, looking under her pillow for her diary. "Blackmail on Becca, or Snape?"
Sarah shrugged the best she could for lying down on her messy bed. "Either works."
*~*
"I swear, it look *exactly* like James," Professor Schram told her friend that night at dinner. Stidham, who wasn't paying complete attention, just made a sympathetic noise. The blonde glared. "You're empathy is overwhelming," she drawled sarcastically.
The History professor made the same noise.
"Are you even listening?!"
Again, just a little moan/sigh.
Schram looked murderous. "Harry told me he learned his Patronus from 'Professor Lupin'."
Stidhall didn't even react that time.
The Defense teacher sighed, pulling out the big guns. "Sirius Black just walked in."
"Huh? What?! Where?!" The pink-haired woman looked around wildly before glaring.
"That's what happens when you don't pay attention."
*~*
"Harry?" Ron's voice intruded on Harry's thinking. "Why are you so quiet?"
"I was just thinking about Defense class," Harry admitted. "It was strange."
Ron shrugged. "What's to think about? You don't have to do anything now." The redhead grabbed another chicken leg and bit into it.
"I think he was talking about Professor Schram," Hermione said from Ron's left. "She was really out of it after Harry's Patronus." It wasn't exactly what Harry had been thinking, but it was close.
"Do either of you know her first name?"
"Who, Schram?" Ron asked. "Don't know."
"Neither do I," Hermione said.
Harry bit his lip and looked at his remaining food with a lost apitite. "I'm going to the common room."
"We will, too." Hermione was quick to stand, while Ron needed more encouragement. Harry had noticed their reluctance to leave him alone. Possible because they were trying to keep Harry from dwelling on the fact that Voldemort was becoming more and more powerful.
"I haven't even had dessert yet," Ron grumbled.
*~*
Star-chan: Sorry it's a bit short. I'm going on vacation for a week, so don't expect a new chapter really soon. Anyway, I found Hart in the freezer. Apperently Neko locked her in there. She's thawing out in the microwave now. Anyway, thank you's!
Evil Willow-Thanks! And the pink stoney thingy can only bring people back form the dead. Neko hid the Authoresses Map, too.
Himedono-You have my permission to seriously hurt Neko, but killing is a bit far. Thanks! Erm. . . Can I have Remmy back now? PLEASE?!?!
Star-chan: That's it. Bye!
REVIEW!!