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bWish I Couldn't Give Away /b
By Samantha Chadwick
CHAPTER 2 - Losing Control
She was shoved left and right as the students around her hurried towards the great hall, eagerly awaiting the feast ahead. She glared at the back of the heads of anyone pushing ahead of her. When Ron roughly knocked into her. Causing her to fall to the ground, something finally snapped inside of her. " WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM RON WEASLEY! ARE YOU BLINDED BY YOUR INSUFFERABLE HUNGER OR DO YOU JUST NOT GIVE A SHIT THAT THERE ' ARE' OTHER PEOPLE IN THIS PLACE! AND 'NONE' OF THEM APPRECIATE BEING SHOVED OUT OF THE WAY AS IF WE WERE BRANCHES ON A MOUNTAIN TRAIL! " Her voice boomed over the crowd, as loud as a howler. And heads shot up, looking in her general direction. She slapped him. Breathing heavily and not taking any notice of the shocked look on his face she continued towards the Hogwarts doors.
* 'Emergency, call 911, she's pissed off at every one. Police rescue FBI, she wants a riot, she wants a riot.*
A hand shot out and wrapped its self around Hermione's hair, giving it a hard tug. A murderous glint appeared in her eyes and she whirled around to find herself facing Lavender Brown. " Don't you dare slap my boyfriend! " she cried, raising her hand, as if to slap Hermione. Hermione laughed. Causing everyone around her to give her a strange look. " Oh that's rich" she breathed through a giggle. Lavender looked furious. And took a step closer to Hermione..
" Well, well, well" interrupted a drawling silvery voice. Draco turned up right in front of them, slipping through the crowd. " So the mud blood finally got the guts to slap her little ex. I was kind of hoping for it to happen sooner. Though I must admit he finally deserved it. No 'MAN' would shove a girl to the floor, for food. That's pathetic." He took a quick glance at Lavender, eyes her up and down. " I wouldn't start a fight if I were you" he said towards her. " But if you must, I'm betting my money on Granger." Hermione let out a snort. " Always the one for interruptions, aren't we Malfoy?" she questioned, giving him a sly smile. At this point in time she was finding everything hilarious. Maybe this was her reaction to the news of head girl? Going psycho. it was a few hours delayed. Draco gave her a smirk. " Well I couldn't exactly let this lovely, if extremely stupid, bint, get her arse kicked could I?". "Excu - " started Lavender huffily, but was quieted, when Draco lifted a hand in front of her face, as if a stop sign. Hermione gave her a slow wink. Then ploughed through the crowd. Who parted to let her through.
Draco stood there a bit longer. Smirking at Harry and Ron. Ron was glaring at Draco. ' How dare he say that about my girl?' he thought. But before he could run up and pound him into the ground, Lavender had collapsed on top of him in tears. Malfoy had disappeared.
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Hermione sat at the far end of the Gryffindor table. Wedged between whom she would call her only 'proper' friends in gryffindor. Neville and Ginny. Ginny had seen what had happened out side. And had said Hermione had every right to slap him, he could be such a prat at times. Neville kept sending quick looks towards Ginny, blushing slightly when she beamed at him. Hermione let out a small smile. "Thank god I made Head Girl" she said, letting Ginny and Neville say their congratulations before continuing. " Now I have my own room so I wont have to put up with the silent treatment from Lavender and Pavarti." ' They would so have killed me' she added to her self. Letting her gaze wonder towards the top end of the table, where the other year 7's sat. Lavender and Pavarti where sitting on Ron and Harry's laps, cuddling and cooing. It was revolting. They sounded like a pair of pigeons.
Before Hermione could continue her thoughts, Mcgonagal entered with the new first years. They looked tiny and petrified. As the sorting commenced she couldn't help but try to guess what would happen to them in the future. She spotted a small girl, lean and slender. With curling blonde hair, and a dazzling smile. The glint in her eyes behind her glasses reminded Hermione of what she had been when she was sorted. Eager and happy. Extremely happy. She clapped lazily as she was sorted into gryffindor.
' The tall boy.' she mused, ' with the brown hair, and cute looks. His face is spoiled by that scowl he has. I suppose he will be a slytherin. but he doesn't look like the type to bully.' Her prediction was right, of course, Anthony Zapsterdy was indeed sorted into slytherin. A few moments later a hand came into focus in front of her face. Waving frantically. " Hermione!" whispered Ginny loudly, " hello? Hermione!!!". " wha?" mumbled Hermione, shaking her head as she tried to concentrate on her eager friend. That's what Ginny was. Happy. Full of energy. But loving and caring. She and Hermione had become good friends, ever since Ginny's first year. and the incident with Voldemort. It had scarred her for life.
Nearly everyone shunned her. Except for her Ravenclaw friends that was, and Hermione and Neville. A group of 4 6th year Ravenclaw girls had adopted Ginny into their group. She may have been a year below, but that didn't stop them from being best friends. They also invited Hermione and Neville to hang out with them some times. But both of them didn't want to seem as intruders. Hermione would sometimes study with them, but usually escape to the library, or lake. And Neville, to his green house.
Hermione snapped out of her thoughts once again, when Ginny pinched her on the arm. "Ow!" she grumbled, rubbing the stop tenderly. " Hey! We were trying to get your attention! Neville had just asked you 3 times if you knew who the head boy was!" " Oh" whispered Hermione. " Not a clue, sorry". Ginny was just about to tell them who she thought it would be when they where interrupted by Mcgonagol giving a loud cough, and tapping on her crystal goblet with a knife. The sound reverberated around the room, bring the whispered conversations to a close, as everyone turned to wards the head table, awaiting Dumbledores beginning of term speech. " Welcome!" boomed his voice, a slight twinkle in his eyes. " We must give thanks again!" he cried, " that the war is over! And there have been no student casualties! " Harry had defeated Voldemort in the beginning of his 6th year. But Dumbledore still gave thanks at every opportunity. " On a happier note" he continued, " we are back for another amazing year at Hogwarts. Where the 5th years will be studying hard for their O.W.L.S and the year 7s completing their N.E.W.Ts! The forbidden forest is still banned to all years. For a list of items Filch has prohibited from the corridors, please check the list on his office door. And last but not least, its time to announce the Head boy and Girl." He paused here.
Everyone waited with baited breath. " This year we have a very unusual circumstance. But before I go into that, our Head girl this year, will be none other then. HERMIONE GRANGER!" Hermione stood nervously. The hall was silent, except for a strangled sob let out by Pansy Parkinson, and the ferocious clapping of Ginny and Neville. Then something quite unexpected happened. Draco jumped up on his seat. " WHOOOO!" he shouted, clapping his hands loudly. Everyone stared at him. " GO BEAVER!" Hermione let out a loud chuckle. But you could see the hurt in her eyes. Not from what Draco said. But the fact that only 3 people were clapping. Her eyes softened slightly when she caught Draco whistling loudly. She sat down again. And after the stunned silence, the Ravenclaw table let out a deafening roar of appreciation. Followed by a cheer from Hufflepuff, and the polite claps from Gryffindor.
Once the noise had died down, Dumbledore continued. " Now, er... Well. As I mention before we have a rather unusual circumstance, involving head boy. The staff had a vote, and I'm afraid it's a tie. Because of this we have decided one shall take care of head duty, for the first half of the year. And the other, for the second half. The one not on head duty will be made a special prefect." Everyone look curiously towards the head table. This was definitely a first. " For the first half" continued dumbledore. " We have Terry Boot!" The Ravenclaw table burst into applause and cheers. And Terry stood up beaming smugly around the hall. Gryffindor and Hufflepuff soon followed the Ravenclaws example. But the Slytherin table remained quiet, a few sniggering in distaste.
" Now, now, please calm down everyone. " The hall returned to a quieted hush. " Our second head boy, is none other then." Hermione gasped in expense. Everyone waiting, tense. " Draco Malfoy". The slytherin table burst into a deafening roar of applause, drowning out the gryffindors moans. Hermione had the sudden urge to call out. And obeying that urge she jumped up and yelled out clearly. " YEA!!!!! GO FERRET BOY!" causing Draco to chuckle deeply.
Draco smirked as his housemates patted him on the back in congratulations. He was, however, undeniably upset to have to share the role of Head Boy. He had sort of known he would be it. He had always worked hard. bludged, but worked just hard enough to make it. And not gotten into TOO much trouble. Glancing around the hall he spotted Hermione, deep in conversation with Ginny and Neville. The feast had commenced, and she was poking at her chicken with her fork, clearly not interested in eating it. She did, however seem happier now she was with her two friends. But not happy enough. He noticed she was never fully happy.
He was brought back to reality when he noticed Harry glaring at him. Draco did his trademark sneer. Beating Potter at head boy. Priceless. Next to him Ron appeared to be sulking slightly, throwing guilty looks in Hermione's direction until being distracted by Lavender, who pinched him on the arm before enveloping him in a very desperate looking kiss. Draco shuddered. And averted his eyes before he would be scarred for life. Pansy was a few seats down from him. Sobbing to her friends about not making head girl. The girl never stood a chance. And one of her unsympathetic friends pointed it out, receiving a shriek from Pansy. Draco winced. He was sitting with the closest thing he had to a friend. Blaise Zabini. He had long since ditched Crabbe and Goyle, the useless gits. Zabini was currently eyeing Ginny. " Reckon I'd stand a chance with her?" he murmured. Draco snorted. " That perky bint? A gryffindor. Ha! If you could get through her brother." Draco shook his head smiling. " Actually" he said, once he twigged, " try it. It would piss off Weasel." Blaise nodded smiling. However that wasn't exactly the reason why he wanted her. She looked hot.and innocent. An easy catch.
Mean while, at the Gryffindor table it was an entirely different story all together. Ginny was chatting animatedly to Hermione and Neville. Receiving Neville's rapt attention, and an occasional grunt from Hermione. Both Neville and Ginny were contentedly shoveling food into their mouths. But the site of it made Hermione feel sick. She had barely managed some chicken and mashed potato. And, she had only eaten them because of the look Ginny was giving her. Ginny always made sure she ate something. Hermione gave up gazing at her food, and instead lifted her knife and admired it. It wasn't as nice as her dragon blade. But Hogwarts had definitely outdone them selves on the cutlery.
On the handle was a pattern of fairy's fluttering about. Hermione had never noticed it before. ' Must be new' she mused. She poked the handle with a finger, and felt a tingle down her spine. She poked again. She was about to poke a third time when she felt a hand on her shoulder causing her to jump about a meter. She turned in her seat, to see Ron standing behind her, looking at his feet guiltily. " Uhm, hey 'mione. " he said softly. Hermione cringed at the use of her nickname. She no longer appreciated hearing it from his mouth. "I, I'm sorry about before. I didn't see you, ya know?" Wrong choice of words. Hermione's face hardened more. " Right" she said tersely. Ron's face brightened, thinking Hermione had forgiven him. "No hard feelings, yea? See you around" me grinned, walking back to his section of the table. Neville glared after Ron, whilst Hermione moodily turned back to examining her knife. " Sometimes.." muttered Neville, " Sometimes I just feel like punching that guy." " We all do , Nev." Nodded Ginny. " I practically did an hour ago" Hermione inputted, causing her friends to laugh. She managed a small smile. But still felt depressed. ' What a way to start the year.'
* My girls. A hot girl. A riot girl, and she's angry at the world! *
Draco watched Ron and Hermione from a distance. He could tell by how stiff she was sitting that it wasn't going too well for Ron. He must have been oblivious to this though, as he smiled and returned to his girlfriend. " Oi, Draco, you there?" Blaise shoved him playfully. Draco grinned, before whacking him over the head. An interesting way to start the year indeed.
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Well there it is. I think it may seem a bit rushed, sorry. I hope you like it. Let me know. Lotsa love, Yopgi Chunsa
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bWish I Couldn't Give Away /b
By Samantha Chadwick
CHAPTER 2 - Losing Control
She was shoved left and right as the students around her hurried towards the great hall, eagerly awaiting the feast ahead. She glared at the back of the heads of anyone pushing ahead of her. When Ron roughly knocked into her. Causing her to fall to the ground, something finally snapped inside of her. " WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM RON WEASLEY! ARE YOU BLINDED BY YOUR INSUFFERABLE HUNGER OR DO YOU JUST NOT GIVE A SHIT THAT THERE ' ARE' OTHER PEOPLE IN THIS PLACE! AND 'NONE' OF THEM APPRECIATE BEING SHOVED OUT OF THE WAY AS IF WE WERE BRANCHES ON A MOUNTAIN TRAIL! " Her voice boomed over the crowd, as loud as a howler. And heads shot up, looking in her general direction. She slapped him. Breathing heavily and not taking any notice of the shocked look on his face she continued towards the Hogwarts doors.
* 'Emergency, call 911, she's pissed off at every one. Police rescue FBI, she wants a riot, she wants a riot.*
A hand shot out and wrapped its self around Hermione's hair, giving it a hard tug. A murderous glint appeared in her eyes and she whirled around to find herself facing Lavender Brown. " Don't you dare slap my boyfriend! " she cried, raising her hand, as if to slap Hermione. Hermione laughed. Causing everyone around her to give her a strange look. " Oh that's rich" she breathed through a giggle. Lavender looked furious. And took a step closer to Hermione..
" Well, well, well" interrupted a drawling silvery voice. Draco turned up right in front of them, slipping through the crowd. " So the mud blood finally got the guts to slap her little ex. I was kind of hoping for it to happen sooner. Though I must admit he finally deserved it. No 'MAN' would shove a girl to the floor, for food. That's pathetic." He took a quick glance at Lavender, eyes her up and down. " I wouldn't start a fight if I were you" he said towards her. " But if you must, I'm betting my money on Granger." Hermione let out a snort. " Always the one for interruptions, aren't we Malfoy?" she questioned, giving him a sly smile. At this point in time she was finding everything hilarious. Maybe this was her reaction to the news of head girl? Going psycho. it was a few hours delayed. Draco gave her a smirk. " Well I couldn't exactly let this lovely, if extremely stupid, bint, get her arse kicked could I?". "Excu - " started Lavender huffily, but was quieted, when Draco lifted a hand in front of her face, as if a stop sign. Hermione gave her a slow wink. Then ploughed through the crowd. Who parted to let her through.
Draco stood there a bit longer. Smirking at Harry and Ron. Ron was glaring at Draco. ' How dare he say that about my girl?' he thought. But before he could run up and pound him into the ground, Lavender had collapsed on top of him in tears. Malfoy had disappeared.
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Hermione sat at the far end of the Gryffindor table. Wedged between whom she would call her only 'proper' friends in gryffindor. Neville and Ginny. Ginny had seen what had happened out side. And had said Hermione had every right to slap him, he could be such a prat at times. Neville kept sending quick looks towards Ginny, blushing slightly when she beamed at him. Hermione let out a small smile. "Thank god I made Head Girl" she said, letting Ginny and Neville say their congratulations before continuing. " Now I have my own room so I wont have to put up with the silent treatment from Lavender and Pavarti." ' They would so have killed me' she added to her self. Letting her gaze wonder towards the top end of the table, where the other year 7's sat. Lavender and Pavarti where sitting on Ron and Harry's laps, cuddling and cooing. It was revolting. They sounded like a pair of pigeons.
Before Hermione could continue her thoughts, Mcgonagal entered with the new first years. They looked tiny and petrified. As the sorting commenced she couldn't help but try to guess what would happen to them in the future. She spotted a small girl, lean and slender. With curling blonde hair, and a dazzling smile. The glint in her eyes behind her glasses reminded Hermione of what she had been when she was sorted. Eager and happy. Extremely happy. She clapped lazily as she was sorted into gryffindor.
' The tall boy.' she mused, ' with the brown hair, and cute looks. His face is spoiled by that scowl he has. I suppose he will be a slytherin. but he doesn't look like the type to bully.' Her prediction was right, of course, Anthony Zapsterdy was indeed sorted into slytherin. A few moments later a hand came into focus in front of her face. Waving frantically. " Hermione!" whispered Ginny loudly, " hello? Hermione!!!". " wha?" mumbled Hermione, shaking her head as she tried to concentrate on her eager friend. That's what Ginny was. Happy. Full of energy. But loving and caring. She and Hermione had become good friends, ever since Ginny's first year. and the incident with Voldemort. It had scarred her for life.
Nearly everyone shunned her. Except for her Ravenclaw friends that was, and Hermione and Neville. A group of 4 6th year Ravenclaw girls had adopted Ginny into their group. She may have been a year below, but that didn't stop them from being best friends. They also invited Hermione and Neville to hang out with them some times. But both of them didn't want to seem as intruders. Hermione would sometimes study with them, but usually escape to the library, or lake. And Neville, to his green house.
Hermione snapped out of her thoughts once again, when Ginny pinched her on the arm. "Ow!" she grumbled, rubbing the stop tenderly. " Hey! We were trying to get your attention! Neville had just asked you 3 times if you knew who the head boy was!" " Oh" whispered Hermione. " Not a clue, sorry". Ginny was just about to tell them who she thought it would be when they where interrupted by Mcgonagol giving a loud cough, and tapping on her crystal goblet with a knife. The sound reverberated around the room, bring the whispered conversations to a close, as everyone turned to wards the head table, awaiting Dumbledores beginning of term speech. " Welcome!" boomed his voice, a slight twinkle in his eyes. " We must give thanks again!" he cried, " that the war is over! And there have been no student casualties! " Harry had defeated Voldemort in the beginning of his 6th year. But Dumbledore still gave thanks at every opportunity. " On a happier note" he continued, " we are back for another amazing year at Hogwarts. Where the 5th years will be studying hard for their O.W.L.S and the year 7s completing their N.E.W.Ts! The forbidden forest is still banned to all years. For a list of items Filch has prohibited from the corridors, please check the list on his office door. And last but not least, its time to announce the Head boy and Girl." He paused here.
Everyone waited with baited breath. " This year we have a very unusual circumstance. But before I go into that, our Head girl this year, will be none other then. HERMIONE GRANGER!" Hermione stood nervously. The hall was silent, except for a strangled sob let out by Pansy Parkinson, and the ferocious clapping of Ginny and Neville. Then something quite unexpected happened. Draco jumped up on his seat. " WHOOOO!" he shouted, clapping his hands loudly. Everyone stared at him. " GO BEAVER!" Hermione let out a loud chuckle. But you could see the hurt in her eyes. Not from what Draco said. But the fact that only 3 people were clapping. Her eyes softened slightly when she caught Draco whistling loudly. She sat down again. And after the stunned silence, the Ravenclaw table let out a deafening roar of appreciation. Followed by a cheer from Hufflepuff, and the polite claps from Gryffindor.
Once the noise had died down, Dumbledore continued. " Now, er... Well. As I mention before we have a rather unusual circumstance, involving head boy. The staff had a vote, and I'm afraid it's a tie. Because of this we have decided one shall take care of head duty, for the first half of the year. And the other, for the second half. The one not on head duty will be made a special prefect." Everyone look curiously towards the head table. This was definitely a first. " For the first half" continued dumbledore. " We have Terry Boot!" The Ravenclaw table burst into applause and cheers. And Terry stood up beaming smugly around the hall. Gryffindor and Hufflepuff soon followed the Ravenclaws example. But the Slytherin table remained quiet, a few sniggering in distaste.
" Now, now, please calm down everyone. " The hall returned to a quieted hush. " Our second head boy, is none other then." Hermione gasped in expense. Everyone waiting, tense. " Draco Malfoy". The slytherin table burst into a deafening roar of applause, drowning out the gryffindors moans. Hermione had the sudden urge to call out. And obeying that urge she jumped up and yelled out clearly. " YEA!!!!! GO FERRET BOY!" causing Draco to chuckle deeply.
Draco smirked as his housemates patted him on the back in congratulations. He was, however, undeniably upset to have to share the role of Head Boy. He had sort of known he would be it. He had always worked hard. bludged, but worked just hard enough to make it. And not gotten into TOO much trouble. Glancing around the hall he spotted Hermione, deep in conversation with Ginny and Neville. The feast had commenced, and she was poking at her chicken with her fork, clearly not interested in eating it. She did, however seem happier now she was with her two friends. But not happy enough. He noticed she was never fully happy.
He was brought back to reality when he noticed Harry glaring at him. Draco did his trademark sneer. Beating Potter at head boy. Priceless. Next to him Ron appeared to be sulking slightly, throwing guilty looks in Hermione's direction until being distracted by Lavender, who pinched him on the arm before enveloping him in a very desperate looking kiss. Draco shuddered. And averted his eyes before he would be scarred for life. Pansy was a few seats down from him. Sobbing to her friends about not making head girl. The girl never stood a chance. And one of her unsympathetic friends pointed it out, receiving a shriek from Pansy. Draco winced. He was sitting with the closest thing he had to a friend. Blaise Zabini. He had long since ditched Crabbe and Goyle, the useless gits. Zabini was currently eyeing Ginny. " Reckon I'd stand a chance with her?" he murmured. Draco snorted. " That perky bint? A gryffindor. Ha! If you could get through her brother." Draco shook his head smiling. " Actually" he said, once he twigged, " try it. It would piss off Weasel." Blaise nodded smiling. However that wasn't exactly the reason why he wanted her. She looked hot.and innocent. An easy catch.
Mean while, at the Gryffindor table it was an entirely different story all together. Ginny was chatting animatedly to Hermione and Neville. Receiving Neville's rapt attention, and an occasional grunt from Hermione. Both Neville and Ginny were contentedly shoveling food into their mouths. But the site of it made Hermione feel sick. She had barely managed some chicken and mashed potato. And, she had only eaten them because of the look Ginny was giving her. Ginny always made sure she ate something. Hermione gave up gazing at her food, and instead lifted her knife and admired it. It wasn't as nice as her dragon blade. But Hogwarts had definitely outdone them selves on the cutlery.
On the handle was a pattern of fairy's fluttering about. Hermione had never noticed it before. ' Must be new' she mused. She poked the handle with a finger, and felt a tingle down her spine. She poked again. She was about to poke a third time when she felt a hand on her shoulder causing her to jump about a meter. She turned in her seat, to see Ron standing behind her, looking at his feet guiltily. " Uhm, hey 'mione. " he said softly. Hermione cringed at the use of her nickname. She no longer appreciated hearing it from his mouth. "I, I'm sorry about before. I didn't see you, ya know?" Wrong choice of words. Hermione's face hardened more. " Right" she said tersely. Ron's face brightened, thinking Hermione had forgiven him. "No hard feelings, yea? See you around" me grinned, walking back to his section of the table. Neville glared after Ron, whilst Hermione moodily turned back to examining her knife. " Sometimes.." muttered Neville, " Sometimes I just feel like punching that guy." " We all do , Nev." Nodded Ginny. " I practically did an hour ago" Hermione inputted, causing her friends to laugh. She managed a small smile. But still felt depressed. ' What a way to start the year.'
* My girls. A hot girl. A riot girl, and she's angry at the world! *
Draco watched Ron and Hermione from a distance. He could tell by how stiff she was sitting that it wasn't going too well for Ron. He must have been oblivious to this though, as he smiled and returned to his girlfriend. " Oi, Draco, you there?" Blaise shoved him playfully. Draco grinned, before whacking him over the head. An interesting way to start the year indeed.
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Well there it is. I think it may seem a bit rushed, sorry. I hope you like it. Let me know. Lotsa love, Yopgi Chunsa