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own my characters.
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While waiting for Harry, Emily couldn't stop thinking about the look Ron was going to have on his face when he sees her with Harry and Hermione. Emily grinned to herself. She couldn't wait. While deep in thought, Emily heard a loud squeal coming from Hermione's direction, breaking her vision of Ron's face.
Emily looked over at Hermione, who was no longer at her side and was now at Harry's side fixing his tie and shirt. The sight was enough to make Emily vomit but until she was back being friends with Ron, she had to get used to this life.
Once Hermione was finished fixing up Harry, the three of them left off to their Defence against the Dark Arts class, Emily walking a little slower than the other two.
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"Ginny. GINNY!"
Ginny jumped nearly right out of her skin when she heard the voice of her friend, Lauren. Ginny grinned weakly at her and said, "You were saying Lauren?"
Lauren gave a little cough and continued her latest discovery on who Rhys liked. Ginny let out a sigh. She didn't really care who Rhys liked, she was worried about Paul and Peter. She saw their little argument in the corridor and couldn't help but worry about their friendship.
"Wow Lauren! You sure he likes Luna? I mean, when people say that they mean it as a joke," said another one of Ginny's friends, Laura.
"I'm serious this time. I heard him telling Tom," Lauren said proud of her information.
"Ginny, can I talk to you?"
Ginny turned around and saw Peter standing behind her, his eyes very bright red, most likely from crying. Ginny nodded and told her friends she meet them back in class. After saying their mini goodbyes, Peter took Ginny aside for a talk.
"Peter, have you been crying?" Ginny said examining his eyes.
Peter shook his head and tried rubbing away the reddish in his eyes. Ginny knew him way better than that. He had to of been crying because of what Paul had said. Peter sobbed a little, trying not to cry in front of Ginny.
"I.I have been crying Ginny. Not because of Paul though," Peter said sounding a bit dopey.
"Peter, what's wrong? Or what happened to you? You sound. not yourself," Ginny said.
Peter opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. Then before Ginny knew it, Peter's eyes rolled back and he fainted onto the floor. There was a loud crashing noise as Peter hit the wooden stand with a vase on top of it.
"PETER!" Ginny screamed and rushed to his side.
The rest of their class turned around to see what had happened, all with scared and shocked looks on each one of their faces. Ginny kneeled down next to Peter and tried shaking him awake.
"Peter! Peter please wake up! Peter please!" Ginny squealed crying her eyes out.
"What's going on out here?" asked McGonagall as she came out of her classroom.
She noticed the whole class gathered around a corner, with Ginny and Peter in the center. McGonagall rushed over to the scene and the sight of Peter shocked her. She gasped and kneeled down next to Ginny, who was still shaking Peter.
"Miss Weasley, please stop shaking him and I'll take him down to the hospital wing," McGonagall said pulling Ginny off Peter.
"No! He's hurt! I gotta help him! I'm not leaving him!" Ginny said clutching onto Peter's arm.
Professor McGonagall unhooked Ginny's hands from Peter's arm and helped her on her feet. She then beckoned Laura and Lauren over to her. They both rushed over and took Ginny.
"Make sure she doesn't leave the class," She whispered to them.
They both nodded and out Ginny's arms around their shoulders for support. McGonagall then cleared her throat and said, "Class! All go inside and I'll get another teacher to look after you while I take Mr Hall down to the hospital wing."
The whole class entered, all still in shock of what had just happened. Ginny walked slowly with her two friends into the classroom. She had to help. She couldn't leave Peter. He asked for help and she had to make sure she'd still give him that help. As she turned around to take one last look at Peter, he and Professor McGonagall both had disappeared.
Ginny looked back forward and let her silent tears fall down her face. Her friends pulled out a chair for Ginny and put her down on it. Ginny looked up and at that moment she saw Paul come in the room, all confused of what was going on.
Ginny glared at him and stormed over to him and then pinned him up against the wall. Paul dropped his books and tried to get Ginny off him. She only made her grip tighter. Paul looked at her with concerned eyes, waiting for an explanation.
"This is your entire fault Paul!" Ginny yelled her grip getting even tighter.
"What did I do?" Paul asked trying to escape Ginny's grasp of him.
By this time the whole class was watching, all in anticipation of what was going to be said next. Ginny glared at Paul and pulled him closer to her face so he could only hear what she was going to say.
"You made Peter faint and made him feel the way he's feeling at this very moment," Ginny whispered.
Paul opened his mouth to argue but Ginny placed her finger to hush him up. Paul closed his mouth and waited for Ginny's next yelling at him.
"If Peter doesn't get better I'll know who to blame and I won't let it be until you go through as much pain as he is," Ginny whispered again and then threw Paul off her.
Ginny walked back to her seat and sat back down, with a disgusted look on her face. Paul stood still against the wall, breathing heavily. What was that all about? What had he done? And also what had happened to Peter that Ginny was blaming him about?
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Emily and her two new friends, Harry and Hermione, had just arrived outside of their Defence against the Dark Arts class. Unfortunately, they had it with the Slytherins. The three of them walked over into one of the corners and waited for their teacher to arrive. Harry and Hermione were already off talking about their date for this evening, which simply bored Emily shitless. Why would anyone want to join in on a conversation about when to light candles and when to serve dinner?
Emily rolled her eyes and looked around. Ron had yet to turn up. What could possibly be keeping him? Emily looked up the other end of the corridor and there he was, Ron, walking along with Lavender and Parvati, both girls looking all giggly and happy that Ron was walking with them.
A sudden feeling filled Emily's mind, the feeling of jealousy. As they walked past, it took up all of Emily's courage not to stick her foot out and trip them. She couldn't hold it back. Emily stuck her foot out and Lavender along with her books fell flat onto the floor.
Parvati let out a squeal and dropped her books. Ron shoot a glare at Emily and knew exactly what to do to get on her nerves. He bent down, gathered up Lavender's books and took her hand and helped her up from the floor. Emily's eyes almost popped out of her head and onto the floor. Her cheeks started turning bright red with anger. How could he?
'He's so, so, so, so, so, so going to pay for that!' Emily thought as they continued walking towards the door.
"Emily? Are you alright?" Hermione asked waving her hand in front of her face.
Emily gave a little jump and nodded weakly. Hermione grabbed Emily under her arm and she and Emily pretty much skipped off to into class, Harry walking behind, smiling at the two.
'You better be worth this Ron,' Emily said to herself, while walking a funny walk along side Hermione.
'How dare her! She knows how much I hate Harry and Hermione!' Ron thought as he sat down next to Seamus.
While taking a glance to see what each other were doing, Ron and Emily's eyes meet and they both quickly looked away blushing. Seamus nudged Dean and pointed at Ron and they both snorted.
'Why THEN did I have to look at her?' Ron thought slightly banging his head on the table.
'Great goin' Emily, you had to look at Ron while he was looking at you didn't you?' Emily thought hitting her head on her book.
"MR WEASLEY, MISS AVALON!"
Both Ron and Emily stopped hitting themselves and looked up at their teacher, which happened to be Snape filling in, who didn't look too impressed. They both slouched in their seats.
"WOULD YOU TWO PAY ATTENTION TO THE CLASS AND NOT ON YOUR EQUIPMENT?" Snape roared down upon them.
They nodded and them, along with the rest of the class got onto copying down notes from the board.
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"RRRIIINNNGGG!"
The bell had just gone for lunch and lunch was the last thing Paul needed. He quickly packed his books and ink up and exited the classroom. He half jogged all the way up back to his dormitory, the only place where he could be in peace, away from the world, alone.
He reached his dormitory and threw his books back in his trunk. He lay back on his bed and looked up at the ceiling. Today already started turning out bad and it was now as bad as bad could go. Peter was mad at him and now in the hospital wing, and it supposedly was his entire fault, according to Ginny anyway.
He sat up and reached across and grabbed his mini CD player. He put the earphones in his ears and reached inside his dresser draw for the only CD he had bought with him, one of Linkin Park's CD's. He placed the CD inside and turned it on and just sat back on his bed, listening to their music.
Paul closed his eyes and wished that everything could just go his way, just for once in his life. When he opened them again, before him were Rhys and Tom. Paul turned off his music and sat up and smiled at them.
"Bad day isn't it?" Rhys asked sitting down on Paul's bed.
Paul nodded slightly. Couldn't they have come later? When he wanted company perhaps?
"We thought you'd need some cheering up," Rhys said grinning from ear to ear.
"Yeah, but at the moment I think it's impossible to be cheery," Paul said almost in a whisper.
Rhys looked down at the floor, looking very disappointed. Tom looked at Rhys then at Paul. Paul could have sworn the look on his face was one that wanted him dead.
"And what are you playing on doing to cheer yourself up?" Tom said walking over and pushing Paul back onto his bed.
"Be alone," Paul said.
"What's this?" Tom asked picking up his CD player.
"Oh that, it's a CD player, it plays CD's," Paul said with a tone of annoyance.
"CD's and CD players would be?" Tom asked examining the CD player.
Paul rolled his eyes and put the earphones in Tom's ears and turned it on. Tom jumped as the music hit his ears. Rhys looked over Tom's shoulder to see what was going on.
"Wow! That's cool! What's that sound coming out of Tom's ears?" Rhys asked moving closer to the sound of Linkin Park's singing.
"Music. hasn't either of you guys ever heard of these things before?" Paul asked turning off the music and putting them both away.
They both shook their heads. Paul groaned and lay back down on his bed. Rhys' eyes then lit up and a huge grin appeared across his face.
"Do you think we could sing, like these people do?" Rhys asked excitedly.
"Anyone can sing, but some people don't have that good of voices for it," Paul said.
"Why don't we?" Rhys asked hoping up from Paul's bed, "We could form a ...a ... what's it called?"
"A band," Paul said sitting up to listen better.
"Yeah, that's it, a BAND. We could form a band and sing for that talent show thing on in a few weeks time," Rhys said nearly wetting himself with excitement.
Paul looked at him as though he's lost his mind. Them, form a band? He couldn't sing or play any instruments, and by the look of them, neither could Rhys and Tom.
"I'm in on it," Tom said sounding happier than usual.
Rhys smiled and said, "Paul, what about you?"
Paul looked from one to the other. Surely this had to be a joke. None of were the kind of people to be in a band. Paul looked up and saw both of them begging for Paul to join. Paul laughed and nodded in agreement.
"YAY!" both Rhys and Tom shouted.
Paul scratched his ear to check it was still working. He noticed Rhys and Tom both jumping up and down and doing some sort of dance. Rhys grabbed Paul's hands and dragged him up to join in on the celebration.
"Bet your day looking better know isn't it?" Tom said actually talking nicely to Paul.
Paul stood there and stared. His day actually was better, despite everything that had happened and that was bound to happen.
"It is actually," Paul said and the three of them raced downstairs to sign up for the talent show thing.
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Down at the hospital wing, everything wasn't going as well as it was for Paul. Ginny sat nervously awaiting for the news about Peter. Ginny was chewing off the last of her nails when the doors opened and out come Madam Pomfrey, looking rather upset.
"Madam Pomfrey, what's wrong with Peter?" Ginny asked rushing over to her.
Madam Pomfrey bowed her head and sighed. She looked back up at Ginny and said, "Come inside Ginny. We need to have a little talk."
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While waiting for Harry, Emily couldn't stop thinking about the look Ron was going to have on his face when he sees her with Harry and Hermione. Emily grinned to herself. She couldn't wait. While deep in thought, Emily heard a loud squeal coming from Hermione's direction, breaking her vision of Ron's face.
Emily looked over at Hermione, who was no longer at her side and was now at Harry's side fixing his tie and shirt. The sight was enough to make Emily vomit but until she was back being friends with Ron, she had to get used to this life.
Once Hermione was finished fixing up Harry, the three of them left off to their Defence against the Dark Arts class, Emily walking a little slower than the other two.
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"Ginny. GINNY!"
Ginny jumped nearly right out of her skin when she heard the voice of her friend, Lauren. Ginny grinned weakly at her and said, "You were saying Lauren?"
Lauren gave a little cough and continued her latest discovery on who Rhys liked. Ginny let out a sigh. She didn't really care who Rhys liked, she was worried about Paul and Peter. She saw their little argument in the corridor and couldn't help but worry about their friendship.
"Wow Lauren! You sure he likes Luna? I mean, when people say that they mean it as a joke," said another one of Ginny's friends, Laura.
"I'm serious this time. I heard him telling Tom," Lauren said proud of her information.
"Ginny, can I talk to you?"
Ginny turned around and saw Peter standing behind her, his eyes very bright red, most likely from crying. Ginny nodded and told her friends she meet them back in class. After saying their mini goodbyes, Peter took Ginny aside for a talk.
"Peter, have you been crying?" Ginny said examining his eyes.
Peter shook his head and tried rubbing away the reddish in his eyes. Ginny knew him way better than that. He had to of been crying because of what Paul had said. Peter sobbed a little, trying not to cry in front of Ginny.
"I.I have been crying Ginny. Not because of Paul though," Peter said sounding a bit dopey.
"Peter, what's wrong? Or what happened to you? You sound. not yourself," Ginny said.
Peter opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. Then before Ginny knew it, Peter's eyes rolled back and he fainted onto the floor. There was a loud crashing noise as Peter hit the wooden stand with a vase on top of it.
"PETER!" Ginny screamed and rushed to his side.
The rest of their class turned around to see what had happened, all with scared and shocked looks on each one of their faces. Ginny kneeled down next to Peter and tried shaking him awake.
"Peter! Peter please wake up! Peter please!" Ginny squealed crying her eyes out.
"What's going on out here?" asked McGonagall as she came out of her classroom.
She noticed the whole class gathered around a corner, with Ginny and Peter in the center. McGonagall rushed over to the scene and the sight of Peter shocked her. She gasped and kneeled down next to Ginny, who was still shaking Peter.
"Miss Weasley, please stop shaking him and I'll take him down to the hospital wing," McGonagall said pulling Ginny off Peter.
"No! He's hurt! I gotta help him! I'm not leaving him!" Ginny said clutching onto Peter's arm.
Professor McGonagall unhooked Ginny's hands from Peter's arm and helped her on her feet. She then beckoned Laura and Lauren over to her. They both rushed over and took Ginny.
"Make sure she doesn't leave the class," She whispered to them.
They both nodded and out Ginny's arms around their shoulders for support. McGonagall then cleared her throat and said, "Class! All go inside and I'll get another teacher to look after you while I take Mr Hall down to the hospital wing."
The whole class entered, all still in shock of what had just happened. Ginny walked slowly with her two friends into the classroom. She had to help. She couldn't leave Peter. He asked for help and she had to make sure she'd still give him that help. As she turned around to take one last look at Peter, he and Professor McGonagall both had disappeared.
Ginny looked back forward and let her silent tears fall down her face. Her friends pulled out a chair for Ginny and put her down on it. Ginny looked up and at that moment she saw Paul come in the room, all confused of what was going on.
Ginny glared at him and stormed over to him and then pinned him up against the wall. Paul dropped his books and tried to get Ginny off him. She only made her grip tighter. Paul looked at her with concerned eyes, waiting for an explanation.
"This is your entire fault Paul!" Ginny yelled her grip getting even tighter.
"What did I do?" Paul asked trying to escape Ginny's grasp of him.
By this time the whole class was watching, all in anticipation of what was going to be said next. Ginny glared at Paul and pulled him closer to her face so he could only hear what she was going to say.
"You made Peter faint and made him feel the way he's feeling at this very moment," Ginny whispered.
Paul opened his mouth to argue but Ginny placed her finger to hush him up. Paul closed his mouth and waited for Ginny's next yelling at him.
"If Peter doesn't get better I'll know who to blame and I won't let it be until you go through as much pain as he is," Ginny whispered again and then threw Paul off her.
Ginny walked back to her seat and sat back down, with a disgusted look on her face. Paul stood still against the wall, breathing heavily. What was that all about? What had he done? And also what had happened to Peter that Ginny was blaming him about?
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Emily and her two new friends, Harry and Hermione, had just arrived outside of their Defence against the Dark Arts class. Unfortunately, they had it with the Slytherins. The three of them walked over into one of the corners and waited for their teacher to arrive. Harry and Hermione were already off talking about their date for this evening, which simply bored Emily shitless. Why would anyone want to join in on a conversation about when to light candles and when to serve dinner?
Emily rolled her eyes and looked around. Ron had yet to turn up. What could possibly be keeping him? Emily looked up the other end of the corridor and there he was, Ron, walking along with Lavender and Parvati, both girls looking all giggly and happy that Ron was walking with them.
A sudden feeling filled Emily's mind, the feeling of jealousy. As they walked past, it took up all of Emily's courage not to stick her foot out and trip them. She couldn't hold it back. Emily stuck her foot out and Lavender along with her books fell flat onto the floor.
Parvati let out a squeal and dropped her books. Ron shoot a glare at Emily and knew exactly what to do to get on her nerves. He bent down, gathered up Lavender's books and took her hand and helped her up from the floor. Emily's eyes almost popped out of her head and onto the floor. Her cheeks started turning bright red with anger. How could he?
'He's so, so, so, so, so, so going to pay for that!' Emily thought as they continued walking towards the door.
"Emily? Are you alright?" Hermione asked waving her hand in front of her face.
Emily gave a little jump and nodded weakly. Hermione grabbed Emily under her arm and she and Emily pretty much skipped off to into class, Harry walking behind, smiling at the two.
'You better be worth this Ron,' Emily said to herself, while walking a funny walk along side Hermione.
'How dare her! She knows how much I hate Harry and Hermione!' Ron thought as he sat down next to Seamus.
While taking a glance to see what each other were doing, Ron and Emily's eyes meet and they both quickly looked away blushing. Seamus nudged Dean and pointed at Ron and they both snorted.
'Why THEN did I have to look at her?' Ron thought slightly banging his head on the table.
'Great goin' Emily, you had to look at Ron while he was looking at you didn't you?' Emily thought hitting her head on her book.
"MR WEASLEY, MISS AVALON!"
Both Ron and Emily stopped hitting themselves and looked up at their teacher, which happened to be Snape filling in, who didn't look too impressed. They both slouched in their seats.
"WOULD YOU TWO PAY ATTENTION TO THE CLASS AND NOT ON YOUR EQUIPMENT?" Snape roared down upon them.
They nodded and them, along with the rest of the class got onto copying down notes from the board.
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"RRRIIINNNGGG!"
The bell had just gone for lunch and lunch was the last thing Paul needed. He quickly packed his books and ink up and exited the classroom. He half jogged all the way up back to his dormitory, the only place where he could be in peace, away from the world, alone.
He reached his dormitory and threw his books back in his trunk. He lay back on his bed and looked up at the ceiling. Today already started turning out bad and it was now as bad as bad could go. Peter was mad at him and now in the hospital wing, and it supposedly was his entire fault, according to Ginny anyway.
He sat up and reached across and grabbed his mini CD player. He put the earphones in his ears and reached inside his dresser draw for the only CD he had bought with him, one of Linkin Park's CD's. He placed the CD inside and turned it on and just sat back on his bed, listening to their music.
Paul closed his eyes and wished that everything could just go his way, just for once in his life. When he opened them again, before him were Rhys and Tom. Paul turned off his music and sat up and smiled at them.
"Bad day isn't it?" Rhys asked sitting down on Paul's bed.
Paul nodded slightly. Couldn't they have come later? When he wanted company perhaps?
"We thought you'd need some cheering up," Rhys said grinning from ear to ear.
"Yeah, but at the moment I think it's impossible to be cheery," Paul said almost in a whisper.
Rhys looked down at the floor, looking very disappointed. Tom looked at Rhys then at Paul. Paul could have sworn the look on his face was one that wanted him dead.
"And what are you playing on doing to cheer yourself up?" Tom said walking over and pushing Paul back onto his bed.
"Be alone," Paul said.
"What's this?" Tom asked picking up his CD player.
"Oh that, it's a CD player, it plays CD's," Paul said with a tone of annoyance.
"CD's and CD players would be?" Tom asked examining the CD player.
Paul rolled his eyes and put the earphones in Tom's ears and turned it on. Tom jumped as the music hit his ears. Rhys looked over Tom's shoulder to see what was going on.
"Wow! That's cool! What's that sound coming out of Tom's ears?" Rhys asked moving closer to the sound of Linkin Park's singing.
"Music. hasn't either of you guys ever heard of these things before?" Paul asked turning off the music and putting them both away.
They both shook their heads. Paul groaned and lay back down on his bed. Rhys' eyes then lit up and a huge grin appeared across his face.
"Do you think we could sing, like these people do?" Rhys asked excitedly.
"Anyone can sing, but some people don't have that good of voices for it," Paul said.
"Why don't we?" Rhys asked hoping up from Paul's bed, "We could form a ...a ... what's it called?"
"A band," Paul said sitting up to listen better.
"Yeah, that's it, a BAND. We could form a band and sing for that talent show thing on in a few weeks time," Rhys said nearly wetting himself with excitement.
Paul looked at him as though he's lost his mind. Them, form a band? He couldn't sing or play any instruments, and by the look of them, neither could Rhys and Tom.
"I'm in on it," Tom said sounding happier than usual.
Rhys smiled and said, "Paul, what about you?"
Paul looked from one to the other. Surely this had to be a joke. None of were the kind of people to be in a band. Paul looked up and saw both of them begging for Paul to join. Paul laughed and nodded in agreement.
"YAY!" both Rhys and Tom shouted.
Paul scratched his ear to check it was still working. He noticed Rhys and Tom both jumping up and down and doing some sort of dance. Rhys grabbed Paul's hands and dragged him up to join in on the celebration.
"Bet your day looking better know isn't it?" Tom said actually talking nicely to Paul.
Paul stood there and stared. His day actually was better, despite everything that had happened and that was bound to happen.
"It is actually," Paul said and the three of them raced downstairs to sign up for the talent show thing.
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Down at the hospital wing, everything wasn't going as well as it was for Paul. Ginny sat nervously awaiting for the news about Peter. Ginny was chewing off the last of her nails when the doors opened and out come Madam Pomfrey, looking rather upset.
"Madam Pomfrey, what's wrong with Peter?" Ginny asked rushing over to her.
Madam Pomfrey bowed her head and sighed. She looked back up at Ginny and said, "Come inside Ginny. We need to have a little talk."
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