A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry I haven't had author's notes or disclaimers at the
beginning of any of my chapters yet. I was kinda in a hurry to get the
other chapters posted. SOMEONE *coughs* JACKIE! *coughs* wanted to read it.
So I kinda forgot to put A/Ns and disclaimers. So how's everyone liking it
so far? I haven't had nearly as many reviewers as I woulda liked, but maybe
now that I have these it'll work out ok.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. YOU FOOL! You see how bad I am at writing! You think someone with MY sucky writing could write something as great as Harry Potter! HAH! You really need help..
******CHAPTER 4!!!!******
Time flew by, and before she knew it she was in the Common Room at a table next to Kevin-with absolutely nothing written on a large sheet of parchment.
"What are we supposed to be writing about again?" Rachel asked with quill in hand, staring down at the blank parchment.
"Maybe I should write it." Kevin chuckled. Rachel nodded and handed him the quill and slid the parchment over to him. In about 10 minutes, Kevin had filled 10 ½ inches of parchment.
"Wow." Rachel stared wide-eyed at how much Kevin had written, obviously impressed.
"You thought I was stupid." Kevin said simply, putting the quill down.
"No! I didn't! I didn't think you were at all. I just thought you.I dunno I just thought that you were.." she stuttered.
"Stupid." He filled in.
"That's not what I meant." She said.
"It's alright. I already knew what you thought." He placed his hand on top of hers gently, and smiled a comforting smile at her. Rachel blushed.
"W-we still h-have m-more to go." She was slightly caught off guard.
"Just sign our names and classes." He said as he signed them with his free hand. He put the quill down when he was finished, and looked at her with something in his eyes. Some emotion. "Well..uh..Rachel.I've been wanting to talk to you about something."
"Quidditch.Practice.." Rachel choked out, feeling very hot and nervous.
"Not for another hour." he said slowly.
"I-I-I-I've got to eat dinner." Rachel stood up and swung her bag over her shoulder and headed to the portrait exit. "I trust you'll bring the essay to class? Goodbye Kevin." She walked out, and hurried down to the Great Hall. Kevin sighed, and put his forehead on the table and mumbled how stupid he was to himself.
Down in the Great Hall at the Gryffindor Table, Riley and Rachel sat, both cutting their chicken. "Riley.I think Kevin was going to ask me out tonight." Rachel stated, still feeling sick.
"Eww.poor you." Riley said while serving herself some carrots.
"Not eww! He's sweet and funny and athletic - He got Seeker - and smart and really really nice to me. You've just known him too long." She said in that 'girl in love' voice.
"The boy you just described was Draco Malfoy. NOT Kevin Regnarg." Riley cooed, and then took a bite of chicken.
"That's just plain wrong Riley. That boy makes me sick." Rachel scrunched up her nose.
"He's nice to ME."
"Because you lied to him and told him you didn't like Half-Bloods." Rachel added an eye roll.
Riley grinned. "So? At least he treats me nicely."
"Because of your looks, and because you lied!" said Rachel.
"Looks? What are you TALKING about!? I do NOT have good looks or anything. He's just a nice boy. If anyone has looks it's you Rachel." Riley exclaimed.
"What? Oh my gosh! No I don't. Every guy in this school is after YOU. With the exception of Kevin and Malfoy. Who is not a nice boy I might add." Rachel grinned.
"Fine then, be that way. But I would so rather date Draco Malfoy over anyone else in this school."
"Ri..honestly. The only thing I don't understand about you is your attraction to that grease ball." Rachel scrunched her nose again in disgust.
"Rach..honestly. The only thing I don't understand about you is your attraction to that egotistical, jerky, not to mention ugly, Quidditch fanatic." Rachel and Riley both laughed at each other and stood up, and headed to the Quidditch Pitch for practice.
Oliver and the twins and Kevin were heading out the two double doors just as Riley, Rachel, and Lavender approached behind them.
"As Rachel already knows, I spent the whole summer devising a whole new Quidditch Program. We're going to train earlier, harder, and longer. In addition to - What? I don't believe it.." Oliver's gaze was focused on a pack of tall bodies in dark green robes coming toward them.
"Wheredya think you're goin Flint?" Oliver asked.
"Quidditch Practice." He stated, giving the Gryffindor Team a once over.
"I booked the Pitch for Gryffindor today." Oliver said with a glare.
"Easy Wood. I've got a note." Flint said with a smirk, and handed it over.
Oliver read out loud. "I, Professor Severus Snape do hereby give the Slytherin Team permission to practice today in order to train their new beater." He paused. "You have a new beater. Who?"
Then, a tall, muscular, brown haired boy emerged from behind Draco. "Me. Hunter Steves." Rachel's eyes widened, looking at the boy. Hunter gave Riley an eyebrow raise and spoke up. "You're too pretty of a face to be a Quidditch player. Girls should leave the sport to boys." He said with a smirk, and stepped up toward Rachel who was standing in front of the others, next to Oliver. Riley frowned.
"Yeah, and you're too ugly of a face to be around me. Why don't you step back before I feel the urge to race you right now. I guarantee I could fly faster, harder, and higher than you any day." Rachel's eyes narrowed.
"Wouldn't want you to go to all that trouble. You might break a nail." Hunter took a step backwards.
Oliver curled his lip. "We have three new chasers, and a new seeker. We should get to practice." He added, trying to hold himself back.
"I've got a note. You don't. Tough luck Wood." Flint grinned, and it looked disgusting. He snatched the note from Oliver's hands. "No matter Wood, your little sister is looking much too sexy today to ruin it by getting all sweaty at practice anyway. Are we meeting up again tonight Rachel?" He smirked, and his team burst out laughing.
Oliver glared. "That's it Flint. I'm - " Oliver was interrupted. Whatever he was going to do, had already been done - by Kevin. He was on top of Flint punching his cheek continuously. Flint's lip and nose was already bleeding, Gosh was he a wimp or what?
"Get off him you freak!!" Draco Malfoy yelled, trying to pull Kevin off, along with Hunter, Fred, and George. Oliver, Rachel, Riley, and Lavender just stood watching. Oliver and Riley wearing grins, Rachel's mouth wide open.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. YOU FOOL! You see how bad I am at writing! You think someone with MY sucky writing could write something as great as Harry Potter! HAH! You really need help..
******CHAPTER 4!!!!******
Time flew by, and before she knew it she was in the Common Room at a table next to Kevin-with absolutely nothing written on a large sheet of parchment.
"What are we supposed to be writing about again?" Rachel asked with quill in hand, staring down at the blank parchment.
"Maybe I should write it." Kevin chuckled. Rachel nodded and handed him the quill and slid the parchment over to him. In about 10 minutes, Kevin had filled 10 ½ inches of parchment.
"Wow." Rachel stared wide-eyed at how much Kevin had written, obviously impressed.
"You thought I was stupid." Kevin said simply, putting the quill down.
"No! I didn't! I didn't think you were at all. I just thought you.I dunno I just thought that you were.." she stuttered.
"Stupid." He filled in.
"That's not what I meant." She said.
"It's alright. I already knew what you thought." He placed his hand on top of hers gently, and smiled a comforting smile at her. Rachel blushed.
"W-we still h-have m-more to go." She was slightly caught off guard.
"Just sign our names and classes." He said as he signed them with his free hand. He put the quill down when he was finished, and looked at her with something in his eyes. Some emotion. "Well..uh..Rachel.I've been wanting to talk to you about something."
"Quidditch.Practice.." Rachel choked out, feeling very hot and nervous.
"Not for another hour." he said slowly.
"I-I-I-I've got to eat dinner." Rachel stood up and swung her bag over her shoulder and headed to the portrait exit. "I trust you'll bring the essay to class? Goodbye Kevin." She walked out, and hurried down to the Great Hall. Kevin sighed, and put his forehead on the table and mumbled how stupid he was to himself.
Down in the Great Hall at the Gryffindor Table, Riley and Rachel sat, both cutting their chicken. "Riley.I think Kevin was going to ask me out tonight." Rachel stated, still feeling sick.
"Eww.poor you." Riley said while serving herself some carrots.
"Not eww! He's sweet and funny and athletic - He got Seeker - and smart and really really nice to me. You've just known him too long." She said in that 'girl in love' voice.
"The boy you just described was Draco Malfoy. NOT Kevin Regnarg." Riley cooed, and then took a bite of chicken.
"That's just plain wrong Riley. That boy makes me sick." Rachel scrunched up her nose.
"He's nice to ME."
"Because you lied to him and told him you didn't like Half-Bloods." Rachel added an eye roll.
Riley grinned. "So? At least he treats me nicely."
"Because of your looks, and because you lied!" said Rachel.
"Looks? What are you TALKING about!? I do NOT have good looks or anything. He's just a nice boy. If anyone has looks it's you Rachel." Riley exclaimed.
"What? Oh my gosh! No I don't. Every guy in this school is after YOU. With the exception of Kevin and Malfoy. Who is not a nice boy I might add." Rachel grinned.
"Fine then, be that way. But I would so rather date Draco Malfoy over anyone else in this school."
"Ri..honestly. The only thing I don't understand about you is your attraction to that grease ball." Rachel scrunched her nose again in disgust.
"Rach..honestly. The only thing I don't understand about you is your attraction to that egotistical, jerky, not to mention ugly, Quidditch fanatic." Rachel and Riley both laughed at each other and stood up, and headed to the Quidditch Pitch for practice.
Oliver and the twins and Kevin were heading out the two double doors just as Riley, Rachel, and Lavender approached behind them.
"As Rachel already knows, I spent the whole summer devising a whole new Quidditch Program. We're going to train earlier, harder, and longer. In addition to - What? I don't believe it.." Oliver's gaze was focused on a pack of tall bodies in dark green robes coming toward them.
"Wheredya think you're goin Flint?" Oliver asked.
"Quidditch Practice." He stated, giving the Gryffindor Team a once over.
"I booked the Pitch for Gryffindor today." Oliver said with a glare.
"Easy Wood. I've got a note." Flint said with a smirk, and handed it over.
Oliver read out loud. "I, Professor Severus Snape do hereby give the Slytherin Team permission to practice today in order to train their new beater." He paused. "You have a new beater. Who?"
Then, a tall, muscular, brown haired boy emerged from behind Draco. "Me. Hunter Steves." Rachel's eyes widened, looking at the boy. Hunter gave Riley an eyebrow raise and spoke up. "You're too pretty of a face to be a Quidditch player. Girls should leave the sport to boys." He said with a smirk, and stepped up toward Rachel who was standing in front of the others, next to Oliver. Riley frowned.
"Yeah, and you're too ugly of a face to be around me. Why don't you step back before I feel the urge to race you right now. I guarantee I could fly faster, harder, and higher than you any day." Rachel's eyes narrowed.
"Wouldn't want you to go to all that trouble. You might break a nail." Hunter took a step backwards.
Oliver curled his lip. "We have three new chasers, and a new seeker. We should get to practice." He added, trying to hold himself back.
"I've got a note. You don't. Tough luck Wood." Flint grinned, and it looked disgusting. He snatched the note from Oliver's hands. "No matter Wood, your little sister is looking much too sexy today to ruin it by getting all sweaty at practice anyway. Are we meeting up again tonight Rachel?" He smirked, and his team burst out laughing.
Oliver glared. "That's it Flint. I'm - " Oliver was interrupted. Whatever he was going to do, had already been done - by Kevin. He was on top of Flint punching his cheek continuously. Flint's lip and nose was already bleeding, Gosh was he a wimp or what?
"Get off him you freak!!" Draco Malfoy yelled, trying to pull Kevin off, along with Hunter, Fred, and George. Oliver, Rachel, Riley, and Lavender just stood watching. Oliver and Riley wearing grins, Rachel's mouth wide open.