A/N: If you have nothing better to do, can you read and review?
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Chapter 2
Draco stared in shock as he stared at the spot that Felicity had just been standing on. He whirled around, expecting her to be standing there but she was nowhere in sight.
Anger coursed through Draco. How dare she make such a fool of him? When he got his hands on that mudblood he was going to teach her what happens to anybody who makes fun of a Malfoy.
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Felicity stepped through the portrait door, grinning evilly. She was getting started on that pig Malfoy. She pulled out her books and began to study.
Just then, Harry and Ron walked in with Hermione. Harry and Ron joined Felicity and started on their Astronomy homework. Hermione, on the other hand, took one look at Felicity and headed off to her dorm.
Harry and Ron looked at each other questioningly, and Harry was about to go get Hermione, when Professor McGonagall walked through the portrait hole.
"Harry, Hermione, Felicity, Parvati. Could you please come with me?"
Hermione was obviously listening at the door, because she stepped out of the dorm when Professor McGonagall called her name.
The four Gryffindors followed Professor McGonagall out through the portrait hole and found themselves staring at Padma and Lucas from Ravenclaw, Greg, Emily, Jack, and Christy from Hufflepuff, and Chris, and (Felicity scowled) Draco from Slytherin.
"Excuse me professor, but what exactly are we being summoned for?" asked Felicity sweetly.
Hermione glared at Felicity but made no comment.
"The 12 of you are being moved from your dorms to a different section of the castle. You are being given the chance to learn how to be Animagi." Professor McGonagall said, motioning to the students that surrounded her.
Draco glared at Felicity. "How are we being sorted into the dorms? I mean, I don't want to be put with people I don't (he shot Felicity a glance) like."
"You are being sorted as well as is possible. We are trying to sort everyone to their preference, but some students will have to be mixed up. The dorms are to be co-ed, so I expect you all to be on your best behaviour." Professor McGonagall said, her nose flaring dangerously.
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Felicity grimaced. She was put in a dorm with the two Slytherins. The only thing that brightened her life at the moment was having Parvati in her dorm.
Neither Draco nor Chris were happy about sharing a room with Gryffindors, but what was done was done, and they had to deal with it.
Harry and Hermione were put into a dorm with the two Ravenclaws, and all the Hufflepuffs were together. Felicity longed to be in a cabin with the other two Gryffindors, but Professor McGonagall denied the switch.
"You have been put in dorms that Professor Dumbledore has allocated, and he thinks these positions will help you advance your training in becoming an Animagus."
Felicity was really bummed out. She already was an Animagus. She could turn into a mouse and an eagle. She had escaped from Malfoy by turning into a mouse, and had risked exposure.
Felicity leaned against her new dorm walls. Nowhere felt less inviting.
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The next day, Felicity proved herself to be Hermione's equal. The teachers had long since tired of asking Hermione to answer their questions, so they had turned to Felicity for the answers.
Hermione was absolutely fuming by the time classes had finished, and much to Draco's pleasure, she took it out on Harry and Ron during dinner.
Ron was feeling left out, but Harry assured him that he himself was no Animagus and neither was Hermione. At this comment Hermione swiveled in her seat and started ranting again.
Felicity, had already gone up to the South Tower, which was where her new dorms were. Draco had left as well, meaning to show her what happens when you make a fool of a Malfoy.
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Felicity was lazing around on the couch. She had enough of dinner, and was reading a book on the middle ages and witch burnings. She was reading away when the door banged open and Draco stood in the middle of the door, glaring at Felicity, wand outstretched.
"Think you could get away with it. Didn't you mudblood?" he asked, fury etched into his face.
Felicity chose to misunderstand him and ridiculed him further.
"What do you mean? Oh, the Quidditch game. That was fair. I mean, you didn't catch the snitch but I did. Nothing to get away with it, as you so nicely put it." Felicity said, imitating Malfoy's lazy drawl.
"Don't get yourself in even worse trouble than you already are!" Draco's eyes flamed and within seconds he had the door closed and was advancing on Felicity.
"Oh, I am shivering with fright!" Felicity laughed, contempt edging her voice.
"You are in way deeper than you think." Draco's face was now inches from Felicity's. A strange feeling erupted in his stomach but he ignored it. Felicity's face was now a mask of mock horror. "You want to play? Then meet me, trophy room, Saturday at 5 o'clock sharp."
Felicity rolled her eyes and yawned, clearly depicting a state of boredom. "Well, it gives me something to look forward to!" Once again, she disappeared, leaving Draco angry faced, and alone.
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The week flew by, and Felicity soon realized that Hogwarts was much more different than Beauxbaton.
At Beauxbaton, if you didn't act gracefully or be elegant in everything you did, you were ridiculed, ostracized and generally bad-mouthed. However at Hogwarts, if you fell over on the grounds, everyone laughed but it wasn't malicious.
It was Saturday morning, and Felicity was bored. Sighing heavily, she versed Parvati in chess for the third time that morning, promising not to beat her too badly.
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"It's not fair! You won again! How do you do that?" Parvati asked, glaring at her friend in a very annoyed manner.
"Well, you see. . ." began Felicity. "You need to think like your opponent. Then you know what they're going to do."
"OH! That explains a lot. You move so fast, it's like you anticipate my moves. But of course you do so that would explain it!"
Parvati looked up at the clock, and gasped in horror. She grabbed Felicity's hand and pulled her down the stairs. Urging her to hurry.
"Come on! It's 1 o'clock and if we don't hurry up we'll miss lunch! *Groan* Why did we spend so long playing chess?" Parvati moaned.
"Well, you did want to play again and again and again." Felicity said, smirking.
Parvati rolled her eyes and ran faster down to the Great Hall.
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"Well, you know, just ask her. If she says yes, that's great! If she says no, it doesn't matter, and if she says I'll think about it, there's a good chance she'll say yes!" Ron rolled his eyes at his best friend.
"What if she says how dumb I am, or how stupid I am to even think she would consider me?" Harry said, wringing his hands desperately.
Ron shook his head emphatically and refused to comment. "Ok, I'll just leave it. If she shows any signs of interest, I'll ask, if none, I won't. So there." Harry said finally.
Ron sighed, and continued on with his Transfiguration homework that Professor McGonagall had forced on him.
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Draco growled dangerously, making people extra wary of him and his Head boy badge. It was 4:50 and he was running late. If he didn't get to the room on time, he would be scarred for life, dead with embarrassment.
Malfoy arrived at the Trophy Room five minutes beforehand and to his immense relief he found that Felicity wasn't there.
Five o'clock sounded, and Felicity appeared out of nowhere, wand in hand.
"Ready Malfoy?" she asked, her voice dangerously sweet.
"Always, mudblood. Always." Malfoy answered. He whipped out his wand and stood in the traditional dueling position, and Felicity followed suit. They came up to each other face to face, wands drawn ready to strike.
By the time they had made the traditional bows and niceties, a small crowd had gathered to watch the duel.
Harry and Ron were looking anxious, and Hermione was looking on disdainfully, not appreciating what was going on.
"I hope she blows the brains out of Malfoy." Ron muttered in Harry's ear. Harry, however, wasn't happy about this comment.
"And get hurt in the process?" Harry glanced at Ron. "What's going to happen? Do you reckon he's going to hurt her? Is she going to hurt herself?" Harry was literally dancing in anxiety.
"Well, it doesn't really matter, because either way, someone is going to end up in the Hospital wing. Whether it be Felicity or Malfoy, or one of the crowd. In my opinion, I think that Felicity should go to the hospital wing right now. It would save her the embarrassment of being beaten in a duel with Malfoy." Hermione rolled her eyes and kept watching.
Harry was disgusted.
"Hermione! How could you say something like that? Felicity is in Gryffindor, and Malfoy is in Slytherin! You want Felicity to be carted off to the Hospital wing? Surely not!" Harry cried.
"Don't worry Harry. Hermione is just jealous she isn't the only nerd around here." Ron said scathingly, hoping to invoke Hermione's wrath.
However, Hermione was still watching Felicity and Draco, immense dislike reflected in her chocolate brown eyes. Ron stared at Hermione and saw a flicker of something else. Jealousy. Shrugging, he turned back to watch the start of the duel.
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Felicity was shielding all the trophies and the crowd as Malfoy watched on. Clearly waiting for her to start the duel.
She stared over in Harry's direction and saw him dancing on his toes. Rolling her eyes, she continued creating complex shields.
Finally, she finished her charms and turned to face Draco.
"Ready to be sent to the Hospital wing, Draco?" Felicity spat, putting an unnecessary emphasis on 'Draco'.
"Actually, I was wondering whether you are ready to be sent home in a matchbox." Malfoy drawled, clearly stalling the time, hoping for a larger crowd.
Felicity sighed. She saw right through him. "If you're stalling, it's working, because I want exactly the same thing, except you're the one that's going to lose. Not me." Felicity smirked.
"Oh yeah. How do you know I'm doing that?" he asked, giving Felicity a blast of his hate stare.
"I can read it in your facial expression, your tone of voice, and your eyes. Especially your eyes. Gives you away." Felicity stared at the massing crowd. "Let the games begin."
The pair prepared to duel.
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A/N: Ha! Thought you would watch (um, read) the duel? Not at all. I'll leave you dangling of the cliff. It's rather fun doing that! Anyway, if you are reading this, please review. I don't care if you criticize the work. K, have fun! :-)
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Chapter 2
Draco stared in shock as he stared at the spot that Felicity had just been standing on. He whirled around, expecting her to be standing there but she was nowhere in sight.
Anger coursed through Draco. How dare she make such a fool of him? When he got his hands on that mudblood he was going to teach her what happens to anybody who makes fun of a Malfoy.
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Felicity stepped through the portrait door, grinning evilly. She was getting started on that pig Malfoy. She pulled out her books and began to study.
Just then, Harry and Ron walked in with Hermione. Harry and Ron joined Felicity and started on their Astronomy homework. Hermione, on the other hand, took one look at Felicity and headed off to her dorm.
Harry and Ron looked at each other questioningly, and Harry was about to go get Hermione, when Professor McGonagall walked through the portrait hole.
"Harry, Hermione, Felicity, Parvati. Could you please come with me?"
Hermione was obviously listening at the door, because she stepped out of the dorm when Professor McGonagall called her name.
The four Gryffindors followed Professor McGonagall out through the portrait hole and found themselves staring at Padma and Lucas from Ravenclaw, Greg, Emily, Jack, and Christy from Hufflepuff, and Chris, and (Felicity scowled) Draco from Slytherin.
"Excuse me professor, but what exactly are we being summoned for?" asked Felicity sweetly.
Hermione glared at Felicity but made no comment.
"The 12 of you are being moved from your dorms to a different section of the castle. You are being given the chance to learn how to be Animagi." Professor McGonagall said, motioning to the students that surrounded her.
Draco glared at Felicity. "How are we being sorted into the dorms? I mean, I don't want to be put with people I don't (he shot Felicity a glance) like."
"You are being sorted as well as is possible. We are trying to sort everyone to their preference, but some students will have to be mixed up. The dorms are to be co-ed, so I expect you all to be on your best behaviour." Professor McGonagall said, her nose flaring dangerously.
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Felicity grimaced. She was put in a dorm with the two Slytherins. The only thing that brightened her life at the moment was having Parvati in her dorm.
Neither Draco nor Chris were happy about sharing a room with Gryffindors, but what was done was done, and they had to deal with it.
Harry and Hermione were put into a dorm with the two Ravenclaws, and all the Hufflepuffs were together. Felicity longed to be in a cabin with the other two Gryffindors, but Professor McGonagall denied the switch.
"You have been put in dorms that Professor Dumbledore has allocated, and he thinks these positions will help you advance your training in becoming an Animagus."
Felicity was really bummed out. She already was an Animagus. She could turn into a mouse and an eagle. She had escaped from Malfoy by turning into a mouse, and had risked exposure.
Felicity leaned against her new dorm walls. Nowhere felt less inviting.
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The next day, Felicity proved herself to be Hermione's equal. The teachers had long since tired of asking Hermione to answer their questions, so they had turned to Felicity for the answers.
Hermione was absolutely fuming by the time classes had finished, and much to Draco's pleasure, she took it out on Harry and Ron during dinner.
Ron was feeling left out, but Harry assured him that he himself was no Animagus and neither was Hermione. At this comment Hermione swiveled in her seat and started ranting again.
Felicity, had already gone up to the South Tower, which was where her new dorms were. Draco had left as well, meaning to show her what happens when you make a fool of a Malfoy.
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Felicity was lazing around on the couch. She had enough of dinner, and was reading a book on the middle ages and witch burnings. She was reading away when the door banged open and Draco stood in the middle of the door, glaring at Felicity, wand outstretched.
"Think you could get away with it. Didn't you mudblood?" he asked, fury etched into his face.
Felicity chose to misunderstand him and ridiculed him further.
"What do you mean? Oh, the Quidditch game. That was fair. I mean, you didn't catch the snitch but I did. Nothing to get away with it, as you so nicely put it." Felicity said, imitating Malfoy's lazy drawl.
"Don't get yourself in even worse trouble than you already are!" Draco's eyes flamed and within seconds he had the door closed and was advancing on Felicity.
"Oh, I am shivering with fright!" Felicity laughed, contempt edging her voice.
"You are in way deeper than you think." Draco's face was now inches from Felicity's. A strange feeling erupted in his stomach but he ignored it. Felicity's face was now a mask of mock horror. "You want to play? Then meet me, trophy room, Saturday at 5 o'clock sharp."
Felicity rolled her eyes and yawned, clearly depicting a state of boredom. "Well, it gives me something to look forward to!" Once again, she disappeared, leaving Draco angry faced, and alone.
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The week flew by, and Felicity soon realized that Hogwarts was much more different than Beauxbaton.
At Beauxbaton, if you didn't act gracefully or be elegant in everything you did, you were ridiculed, ostracized and generally bad-mouthed. However at Hogwarts, if you fell over on the grounds, everyone laughed but it wasn't malicious.
It was Saturday morning, and Felicity was bored. Sighing heavily, she versed Parvati in chess for the third time that morning, promising not to beat her too badly.
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"It's not fair! You won again! How do you do that?" Parvati asked, glaring at her friend in a very annoyed manner.
"Well, you see. . ." began Felicity. "You need to think like your opponent. Then you know what they're going to do."
"OH! That explains a lot. You move so fast, it's like you anticipate my moves. But of course you do so that would explain it!"
Parvati looked up at the clock, and gasped in horror. She grabbed Felicity's hand and pulled her down the stairs. Urging her to hurry.
"Come on! It's 1 o'clock and if we don't hurry up we'll miss lunch! *Groan* Why did we spend so long playing chess?" Parvati moaned.
"Well, you did want to play again and again and again." Felicity said, smirking.
Parvati rolled her eyes and ran faster down to the Great Hall.
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"Well, you know, just ask her. If she says yes, that's great! If she says no, it doesn't matter, and if she says I'll think about it, there's a good chance she'll say yes!" Ron rolled his eyes at his best friend.
"What if she says how dumb I am, or how stupid I am to even think she would consider me?" Harry said, wringing his hands desperately.
Ron shook his head emphatically and refused to comment. "Ok, I'll just leave it. If she shows any signs of interest, I'll ask, if none, I won't. So there." Harry said finally.
Ron sighed, and continued on with his Transfiguration homework that Professor McGonagall had forced on him.
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Draco growled dangerously, making people extra wary of him and his Head boy badge. It was 4:50 and he was running late. If he didn't get to the room on time, he would be scarred for life, dead with embarrassment.
Malfoy arrived at the Trophy Room five minutes beforehand and to his immense relief he found that Felicity wasn't there.
Five o'clock sounded, and Felicity appeared out of nowhere, wand in hand.
"Ready Malfoy?" she asked, her voice dangerously sweet.
"Always, mudblood. Always." Malfoy answered. He whipped out his wand and stood in the traditional dueling position, and Felicity followed suit. They came up to each other face to face, wands drawn ready to strike.
By the time they had made the traditional bows and niceties, a small crowd had gathered to watch the duel.
Harry and Ron were looking anxious, and Hermione was looking on disdainfully, not appreciating what was going on.
"I hope she blows the brains out of Malfoy." Ron muttered in Harry's ear. Harry, however, wasn't happy about this comment.
"And get hurt in the process?" Harry glanced at Ron. "What's going to happen? Do you reckon he's going to hurt her? Is she going to hurt herself?" Harry was literally dancing in anxiety.
"Well, it doesn't really matter, because either way, someone is going to end up in the Hospital wing. Whether it be Felicity or Malfoy, or one of the crowd. In my opinion, I think that Felicity should go to the hospital wing right now. It would save her the embarrassment of being beaten in a duel with Malfoy." Hermione rolled her eyes and kept watching.
Harry was disgusted.
"Hermione! How could you say something like that? Felicity is in Gryffindor, and Malfoy is in Slytherin! You want Felicity to be carted off to the Hospital wing? Surely not!" Harry cried.
"Don't worry Harry. Hermione is just jealous she isn't the only nerd around here." Ron said scathingly, hoping to invoke Hermione's wrath.
However, Hermione was still watching Felicity and Draco, immense dislike reflected in her chocolate brown eyes. Ron stared at Hermione and saw a flicker of something else. Jealousy. Shrugging, he turned back to watch the start of the duel.
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Felicity was shielding all the trophies and the crowd as Malfoy watched on. Clearly waiting for her to start the duel.
She stared over in Harry's direction and saw him dancing on his toes. Rolling her eyes, she continued creating complex shields.
Finally, she finished her charms and turned to face Draco.
"Ready to be sent to the Hospital wing, Draco?" Felicity spat, putting an unnecessary emphasis on 'Draco'.
"Actually, I was wondering whether you are ready to be sent home in a matchbox." Malfoy drawled, clearly stalling the time, hoping for a larger crowd.
Felicity sighed. She saw right through him. "If you're stalling, it's working, because I want exactly the same thing, except you're the one that's going to lose. Not me." Felicity smirked.
"Oh yeah. How do you know I'm doing that?" he asked, giving Felicity a blast of his hate stare.
"I can read it in your facial expression, your tone of voice, and your eyes. Especially your eyes. Gives you away." Felicity stared at the massing crowd. "Let the games begin."
The pair prepared to duel.
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A/N: Ha! Thought you would watch (um, read) the duel? Not at all. I'll leave you dangling of the cliff. It's rather fun doing that! Anyway, if you are reading this, please review. I don't care if you criticize the work. K, have fun! :-)