Chapter 3: Friends & Enemies
Meanwhile, back in Gryffindore's Common Room…
Cara had looked all around the room, smiling at Harry weakly when he stared at her. There was a girl standing beside him with very fuzzy hair. She must be Hermione. Do I really want to make friends with her? Cara thought to herself. No. Where's Ron? He's cool.
"Ya, so Hi. I'm Cara." She left it open, and the people all looked at one another. Hmmm, she thought, they must be a little slow on the uptake.
"How…Are…You?" She spoke slowly and a little louder. They snickered and burst out into full laughter. She sighed and stared at the ceiling. Why me, she thought. Why can't I just be in Slytherin with Snape? Or even Hufflepuff….I would take Hufflepuff.
"Sorry, you have a unusual accent. We aren't used it, that's all." The girl with the hair spoke up. "I'm Hermione Granger. This is Harry Potter, and that's Ron Weasley behind you. Welcome to Gryffindore." Harry stood up, and he was well over 6'o. Ron was behind her, an even in her boots, she only came up to his shoulder. He must be 6'1 or 6'2 also.
"Hello Harry Potter and Ron." Cara shook hands with them. They both had a firm handshake, if Ron's was a little bit damp. Must be nervous.
"Where are you from Cara?" Ron asked as he slumped into the plush couch. Cara sat down on the couch beside him and removed her coat and French hat thingy.
"Saskatchewan, Canada." Harry looked a little more interested. Hermione thought for a while. Ron just looked away. Cara stared at him. He was cute, or acceptable. Nice lips, and fair skin, just like her. Very bright red hair, it was very odd. But his eyes were a magnificent brown, very warm, like chocolate.
"We have a few Americans here, but not much. Isn't there a school of witchcraft in Canada?" Hermione asked out loud.
"I wouldn't know." Cara opened her bag and pulled out a pack of smokes. She found her lighter at the bottom, and flicked it, lighting her smoke. There was silence in the room. "What?"
"You smoke?" Harry asked, his disgust evident.
"Oh, ya. All my friends do. It's very stress relieving." Cara smiled at him and blew a puff of some his way. Harry waved his hand in front of his face, and Hermione coughed. "Oh you guys should learn. Here, I'll even let you borrow mine." Cara reached into her bag but was stopped by three voices.
"Oh no, but thank you."
"Really, it isn't a problem."
"No."
She started to laugh and gestured around. "Where's everyone else?" She didn't want to totally offend her new roomies, so she stubbed out her full smoke.
"Well, they are most likely in bed. It was a long day today." Ron answered. Cara nodded then out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Hermione had laid her hand over Harry' shoulder. She kept touching him as she talked…hmm…
"Hermione, are you and Harry going out?" Hermione smiled at Harry then looked at me.
"Yes, we have been for quite a while now. Since the start of school." It was November now, so that was only two months. Harry beamed up at her, and she stared into his eyes. Cara could feel her stomach rolling; any minute now violins would start to play and they would do a slow motion kiss with birds twittering in the background.
"Okay then, good to know. Sorry about Tenille, Harry. She's um, just like that. Very interested in meeting you." Cara shrugged, then laughed as Hermione's eyes started to narrow. "Down girl, Tenille is not like that. She wouldn't steal your man." Hermione relaxed. "She would borrow him then give him back to you." Hermione gasped and clenched onto Harry's shoulder much tighter. He winced. Cara laughed.
"well, this is so lovely, but I really do need to have my smoke. Is there a way outside so I can finish this in peace?" Cara asked out loud. Ron surprised her by standing up and offering to go with her.
"We can't be seen out this late at night, but I'll show you a way through." Cara nodded again, then waved bye to Hermione and Harry, who was rubbing his shoulder and glared at her. That went well.
Back at Slytherin…
"Aaaaarrrggghhh!" I ran, screaming at the top of my lungs. That little rat shit had actually thrown a curse at me. "Cara! Where are you?" I ran around the corner, hearing the laughter of the Slytherins behind me. Damn those guys. Aren't they sposed to protect and defend one another? Wasn't I one of them?
"Ow!" I smashed into a huge wall of warm flesh and fell back. Barely catching my balance, I looked up and saw Cara behind this huge red headed guy, laughing. "You little…argh! Why couldn't you be in Slytherin?"
"I know!" Cara sighed, and motioned for us to go outside. "So what happened? The little Slytherins don't like you? Oh, Ron Weasley, this is Tenille Campbell. Tenille, Ron." I nodded, and shook his hand. Hey, big hands. Cara lit her some and Ron inched away, his hand sin his pocket.
"So Ron, how you doin?" He smiles, a great smile. He reminds me of the best guy friend back home. I decide then and there that I want to keep Ron. Cara sees my evil grin and rolls her eyes, taking a deep drag off the smoke.
"Awwww, there is nothing better then smoking. It relaxes you, and gives you ambition. It's great." Cara said and I laughed.
"So you girls are from Canada?" Ron asks. I nod my head and he continues. "Do you like it here? I mean, is it really different?" I look at Cara and she closes her eyes, inhaling again. She loves her smokes way too much.
"Well, it's fine. I'm in Slytherin…' Ron jumped away from me, and I laughed. "Easy boy, I'm not evil. I'm just that good." He glares at me, and I look up at him innocently. "Anyway, Canada schools and this school are really quite the same, the only difference being this school is magic. And of course, the fact that we thought it was just a movie. That part really threw me off." I frown, tapping my hands against my thighs.
"Yes, that movie is really quite off on a few aspects of Hogwarts. But we all enjoyed it. Not Hermione though, because she comes off as a know-it-all. She's not really like that, just very smart." Ron finished, while I gaped at him.
"You watched the movies?"
"Yes, we had a Muggle Movie Night every couple months. It was quite interesting what those people can do without the use of magic. Fascinating. Oops, there I go sounding like my father." He grinned at me sheepishly.
"Well, crap. Here I thought that I could impress everyone with my fantastic muggle inventions. " At that, Cara whipped up her lighter and flicked it, causing a spark and fire.
"Look. I have created fire! Muggle magic!" She cracked up, and Ron laughed weekly, eyeing her lighter. Then he grinned.
"I get it. Good one." He laughed then, as Cara and I sighed. They were slow on the uptake.
Back Inside…
"What do you mean I can't visit you tonight?" I asked, my foot stamping the ground. Cara looked at meaningfully, but I didn't get it. Finally she sighed.
"Because you have to introduce me to your Slytherin friends. Fair is fair." She jumped up and down. "Do you think Snape will be around? Have you seen him yet? Did he get all mad and want to punish you? I would want him to punish me…" She trailed off with a naughty look on her face, and my stomach rolled. No, I just don't want to go there.
"Get over it. I'm not letting you seduce my Head of House. On second thougt, go ahead. I can get back at that friggin Draco." I steamed, my hands clenching. Cara laughed.
"Oh, what happened to you anyway? I didn't want to ask in front of Weasley." I stared at the ground, my face heating up. No, I'm not going to tell. "Oh, this is good. Did someone get you? Hex you? Oh my god, who did it?" She started to laugh hysterically, wiping at her eyes. I glanced at her, promising murder.
"It was that blond shite Draco. He threw curses at me." I admitted, still glaring at her. She shrugged, then smiled.
"Why didn't you use your magic on him?" I stared at her blankly. I hadn't even thought of that. Damnit, I can be so stupid sometimes.
"Um, about that. I forgot. That I could do magic you know. It's not like I have been doing this for years you know. We only got our powers this summer!" I said defensively as she started to laugh again, leaning against the wall for support.
"Come on" I drag her off towards the Common room, stopping to say the password to the painting. He laughed at me, and I stuck the finger at him. He gasped in indignation and I laughed gleefully. He was really getting to me.
"Miss Campbell, perhaps you would like to inform the Slytherin members exactly why you are bringing a Gryffindore into our House?" A cold voice sneered behind me. What was with these people and sneering? I turned and found myself faced with Snape, Professor Snape. And as I was about to speak, Cara giggled. I stared at her, then grinned.
"Why professor, my friend here, Cara Johnston, wanted to meet you. She's a great admirer." I pushed her towards him viciously, and she stumbled, still giggling. "So you two have your fun, I have to go get to bed, ready myself for tomorrow's lessons. G'Night Cara, Professor Snape." I left with Snape glaring at my back and Cara laughing mundanely as she twined her arms around Snape's neck. I heard him yell "Stay away Miss Johnston, I'm not afraid to use this wand." And Cara's flighty giggle.
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Author's Note: This is getting hilarious. If any of you have any idea's on where this could go, please R&R. My muse, Funshine, is getting tired, so I must get to bed. Nite all.
Polaris: Thanks for the review and criticism. But as you guessed (and it wasn't very hard to) that ya, I did put myself and my friend into Hogwarts. And it's "Canadianized" not Americanized, thank you very much. And I care what they're wearing. Clothes help you see what kind of a person a character is. It's not teenybopper clothing, it's Normal. Say it with me. Now breathe. There you go. Lol. And like I said in my bio, this is just me with too much ideas in my head and too much time on my hands. Don't take it so seriously.
Val: Thanks for your kind comments. Hope you enjoy Chapter 3.
Linapanmz: Ya, I though the screaming of Harry P's name was hilarious too. Glad we have the same sense of humor. Thankx for the comments. Please keep reading and reviewing!
Meanwhile, back in Gryffindore's Common Room…
Cara had looked all around the room, smiling at Harry weakly when he stared at her. There was a girl standing beside him with very fuzzy hair. She must be Hermione. Do I really want to make friends with her? Cara thought to herself. No. Where's Ron? He's cool.
"Ya, so Hi. I'm Cara." She left it open, and the people all looked at one another. Hmmm, she thought, they must be a little slow on the uptake.
"How…Are…You?" She spoke slowly and a little louder. They snickered and burst out into full laughter. She sighed and stared at the ceiling. Why me, she thought. Why can't I just be in Slytherin with Snape? Or even Hufflepuff….I would take Hufflepuff.
"Sorry, you have a unusual accent. We aren't used it, that's all." The girl with the hair spoke up. "I'm Hermione Granger. This is Harry Potter, and that's Ron Weasley behind you. Welcome to Gryffindore." Harry stood up, and he was well over 6'o. Ron was behind her, an even in her boots, she only came up to his shoulder. He must be 6'1 or 6'2 also.
"Hello Harry Potter and Ron." Cara shook hands with them. They both had a firm handshake, if Ron's was a little bit damp. Must be nervous.
"Where are you from Cara?" Ron asked as he slumped into the plush couch. Cara sat down on the couch beside him and removed her coat and French hat thingy.
"Saskatchewan, Canada." Harry looked a little more interested. Hermione thought for a while. Ron just looked away. Cara stared at him. He was cute, or acceptable. Nice lips, and fair skin, just like her. Very bright red hair, it was very odd. But his eyes were a magnificent brown, very warm, like chocolate.
"We have a few Americans here, but not much. Isn't there a school of witchcraft in Canada?" Hermione asked out loud.
"I wouldn't know." Cara opened her bag and pulled out a pack of smokes. She found her lighter at the bottom, and flicked it, lighting her smoke. There was silence in the room. "What?"
"You smoke?" Harry asked, his disgust evident.
"Oh, ya. All my friends do. It's very stress relieving." Cara smiled at him and blew a puff of some his way. Harry waved his hand in front of his face, and Hermione coughed. "Oh you guys should learn. Here, I'll even let you borrow mine." Cara reached into her bag but was stopped by three voices.
"Oh no, but thank you."
"Really, it isn't a problem."
"No."
She started to laugh and gestured around. "Where's everyone else?" She didn't want to totally offend her new roomies, so she stubbed out her full smoke.
"Well, they are most likely in bed. It was a long day today." Ron answered. Cara nodded then out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Hermione had laid her hand over Harry' shoulder. She kept touching him as she talked…hmm…
"Hermione, are you and Harry going out?" Hermione smiled at Harry then looked at me.
"Yes, we have been for quite a while now. Since the start of school." It was November now, so that was only two months. Harry beamed up at her, and she stared into his eyes. Cara could feel her stomach rolling; any minute now violins would start to play and they would do a slow motion kiss with birds twittering in the background.
"Okay then, good to know. Sorry about Tenille, Harry. She's um, just like that. Very interested in meeting you." Cara shrugged, then laughed as Hermione's eyes started to narrow. "Down girl, Tenille is not like that. She wouldn't steal your man." Hermione relaxed. "She would borrow him then give him back to you." Hermione gasped and clenched onto Harry's shoulder much tighter. He winced. Cara laughed.
"well, this is so lovely, but I really do need to have my smoke. Is there a way outside so I can finish this in peace?" Cara asked out loud. Ron surprised her by standing up and offering to go with her.
"We can't be seen out this late at night, but I'll show you a way through." Cara nodded again, then waved bye to Hermione and Harry, who was rubbing his shoulder and glared at her. That went well.
Back at Slytherin…
"Aaaaarrrggghhh!" I ran, screaming at the top of my lungs. That little rat shit had actually thrown a curse at me. "Cara! Where are you?" I ran around the corner, hearing the laughter of the Slytherins behind me. Damn those guys. Aren't they sposed to protect and defend one another? Wasn't I one of them?
"Ow!" I smashed into a huge wall of warm flesh and fell back. Barely catching my balance, I looked up and saw Cara behind this huge red headed guy, laughing. "You little…argh! Why couldn't you be in Slytherin?"
"I know!" Cara sighed, and motioned for us to go outside. "So what happened? The little Slytherins don't like you? Oh, Ron Weasley, this is Tenille Campbell. Tenille, Ron." I nodded, and shook his hand. Hey, big hands. Cara lit her some and Ron inched away, his hand sin his pocket.
"So Ron, how you doin?" He smiles, a great smile. He reminds me of the best guy friend back home. I decide then and there that I want to keep Ron. Cara sees my evil grin and rolls her eyes, taking a deep drag off the smoke.
"Awwww, there is nothing better then smoking. It relaxes you, and gives you ambition. It's great." Cara said and I laughed.
"So you girls are from Canada?" Ron asks. I nod my head and he continues. "Do you like it here? I mean, is it really different?" I look at Cara and she closes her eyes, inhaling again. She loves her smokes way too much.
"Well, it's fine. I'm in Slytherin…' Ron jumped away from me, and I laughed. "Easy boy, I'm not evil. I'm just that good." He glares at me, and I look up at him innocently. "Anyway, Canada schools and this school are really quite the same, the only difference being this school is magic. And of course, the fact that we thought it was just a movie. That part really threw me off." I frown, tapping my hands against my thighs.
"Yes, that movie is really quite off on a few aspects of Hogwarts. But we all enjoyed it. Not Hermione though, because she comes off as a know-it-all. She's not really like that, just very smart." Ron finished, while I gaped at him.
"You watched the movies?"
"Yes, we had a Muggle Movie Night every couple months. It was quite interesting what those people can do without the use of magic. Fascinating. Oops, there I go sounding like my father." He grinned at me sheepishly.
"Well, crap. Here I thought that I could impress everyone with my fantastic muggle inventions. " At that, Cara whipped up her lighter and flicked it, causing a spark and fire.
"Look. I have created fire! Muggle magic!" She cracked up, and Ron laughed weekly, eyeing her lighter. Then he grinned.
"I get it. Good one." He laughed then, as Cara and I sighed. They were slow on the uptake.
Back Inside…
"What do you mean I can't visit you tonight?" I asked, my foot stamping the ground. Cara looked at meaningfully, but I didn't get it. Finally she sighed.
"Because you have to introduce me to your Slytherin friends. Fair is fair." She jumped up and down. "Do you think Snape will be around? Have you seen him yet? Did he get all mad and want to punish you? I would want him to punish me…" She trailed off with a naughty look on her face, and my stomach rolled. No, I just don't want to go there.
"Get over it. I'm not letting you seduce my Head of House. On second thougt, go ahead. I can get back at that friggin Draco." I steamed, my hands clenching. Cara laughed.
"Oh, what happened to you anyway? I didn't want to ask in front of Weasley." I stared at the ground, my face heating up. No, I'm not going to tell. "Oh, this is good. Did someone get you? Hex you? Oh my god, who did it?" She started to laugh hysterically, wiping at her eyes. I glanced at her, promising murder.
"It was that blond shite Draco. He threw curses at me." I admitted, still glaring at her. She shrugged, then smiled.
"Why didn't you use your magic on him?" I stared at her blankly. I hadn't even thought of that. Damnit, I can be so stupid sometimes.
"Um, about that. I forgot. That I could do magic you know. It's not like I have been doing this for years you know. We only got our powers this summer!" I said defensively as she started to laugh again, leaning against the wall for support.
"Come on" I drag her off towards the Common room, stopping to say the password to the painting. He laughed at me, and I stuck the finger at him. He gasped in indignation and I laughed gleefully. He was really getting to me.
"Miss Campbell, perhaps you would like to inform the Slytherin members exactly why you are bringing a Gryffindore into our House?" A cold voice sneered behind me. What was with these people and sneering? I turned and found myself faced with Snape, Professor Snape. And as I was about to speak, Cara giggled. I stared at her, then grinned.
"Why professor, my friend here, Cara Johnston, wanted to meet you. She's a great admirer." I pushed her towards him viciously, and she stumbled, still giggling. "So you two have your fun, I have to go get to bed, ready myself for tomorrow's lessons. G'Night Cara, Professor Snape." I left with Snape glaring at my back and Cara laughing mundanely as she twined her arms around Snape's neck. I heard him yell "Stay away Miss Johnston, I'm not afraid to use this wand." And Cara's flighty giggle.
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Author's Note: This is getting hilarious. If any of you have any idea's on where this could go, please R&R. My muse, Funshine, is getting tired, so I must get to bed. Nite all.
Polaris: Thanks for the review and criticism. But as you guessed (and it wasn't very hard to) that ya, I did put myself and my friend into Hogwarts. And it's "Canadianized" not Americanized, thank you very much. And I care what they're wearing. Clothes help you see what kind of a person a character is. It's not teenybopper clothing, it's Normal. Say it with me. Now breathe. There you go. Lol. And like I said in my bio, this is just me with too much ideas in my head and too much time on my hands. Don't take it so seriously.
Val: Thanks for your kind comments. Hope you enjoy Chapter 3.
Linapanmz: Ya, I though the screaming of Harry P's name was hilarious too. Glad we have the same sense of humor. Thankx for the comments. Please keep reading and reviewing!