Disclaimer: Same as always, I don't own Harry Potter only my characters (In
other words, I kinda own my friends: P).
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After getting thrown out of Emily's room, Tom wondered downstairs and back out into the corridors, searching for someone to talk to. It was not like him to be sad, Tom was always cheerful and to see him sad was quite shocking. Tom smiled to all the kids he passed, hoping they'd stop and say hello, but they didn't.
Tom was about to turn back to the common room when his feet got caught up by his cat Herman causing him to hit the floor. Tom rubbed his bum and looked at what tripped him. He saw Herman, his front paws on his knee, checking he was alright.
"Herman, you know you're supposed to stay in the common room," Tom said picking up in his cat in his arms.
As Tom started standing up again, Herman was kicking and clawing his arms trying to break free of Tom's grip. Tom dropped him and checked his arm to see how much it was bleeding. Tom glared at his cat he cringed and sank to the floor.
"Stupid cat," Tom screamed, "Go on, you want to leave, well leave! Who wants a cat that hates them anyway?"
Herman stood up a little and looked up at Tom whose eyes were looking at him full of hatred. Herman let out a 'meow!' and rubbed up against his leg, but Tom kicked him away making Herman fly across the corridor.
"Should have thought before you made me bleed," Tom said and walked off back to the common room holding his arm.
Herman stood up off the ground, his legs giving way once. He picked up the piece of paper in his mouth, watched Tom go back inside the common room then continued on walking down the corridor his little head nearly touching the floor.
Herman took one last look back, but there was no sign of Tom. Herman looked back ahead and didn't let Tom get to him. Once he was back as his normal self, Tom would be apologizing like crazy to him.
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While eating their lunch, Paul, Rhys and Ginny were busy talking about the band they had made together to Peter. Peter sat there and hung onto their every word. He couldn't believe how mean he had been and all this time they had made a band for him. Peter took another roll off his plate and listened to Paul talk about what they were going to perform.
"Sound great little matey, can't wait to see it," Peter said taking a bite of his roll.
"One problem," Ginny said sulkily, "Tom."
"He'll get over it," Paul said who continued on eating.
"Are you sure? He seemed really upset," Ginny said watching Paul eat.
Rhys ate quietly at the end, not wanting to join in on this conversation. He still couldn't get the picture of Tom's hurt and upset face from his mind. It made Rhys' attitude hit an ultimate low. He had never felt like this before, frankly because he had never gotten into this bigger fight with Tom.
"Eating a bit fast there Rhys," Peter said jokingly watching Rhys eat slowly.
Rhys smiled weakly and looked down at his food. Rhys could make out Tom's face in his food. When he saw Tom's face in his food, Rhys quickly grabbed his fork and started stabbing his food mixing it around the plate. The others watched his in astonishment as he battered up his plate.
"Err, Rhys you alright there?" Paul asked taking his plate away when Rhys stopped stabbing it.
Rhys snapped out of the trance and looked over at them; they had all gone pale as ghosts. Rhys smiled weakly again and quickly leaped out of his seat and dashed out of the Great Hall.
"Do you think he's alright?" Ginny asked worriedly staring at where he sat.
"He's fine, just upset I think," Paul said and stuffed more food in his mouth.
Peter stood up out of his seat and said, "I'll go talk to him."
And with that, off went Peter after Rhys. Ginny sighed as she watched Peter go. She looked over at Paul and was about to say something but he was way to busy eating his mashed potatoes. Ginny turned away; the sight of Paul scoffing down his food was enough to disgust her.
Outside of the Great Hall, Peter easily found Rhys. He was standing against the window watching the clouds move. Peter smiled at the sight of him and went over to him. Rhys saw him coming and concentrated more on the clouds than ever.
"What was that back there?" Peter asked and stood next to him.
"Back where? I wasn't there," Rhys said not taking his eyes of the clouds.
"In the Great Hall, the mashing of the food incident," Peter said.
"Err, gravy it scares me!" Rhys said shuddering at the thought of 'gravy'.
"Gravy," Peter asked, "Or something else?"
Rhys looked at Peter and turned away again. Rhys laid his head on his hand and grumbled. He didn't want to tell Peter he saw Rhys in his food. To be honest, it was a bit crazy to see a person in food. Peter placed a hand on his shoulder and said to him, "Are we friends or not? You can tell me."
"I feel bad about ditching Tom," Rhys said glumly, "I'm his best friend."
"And best friends go through this kind of stuff," Peter said caringly, "He'll get over it, you'll see."
Rhys smiled and continued on watching the clouds. Peter patted his shoulder then turned around and left, leaving Rhys deep in thought both about the clouds and his and Tom's friendship.
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For all the students, the weekend didn't stay around long as they would have liked. The weekend was now over and it was now time to get back into their school work. Emily was so ever glad to get to her Charms class, having to carry all the books plus Herman. She pulled out a chair, threw her bag on the floor and plunked herself onto the chair.
She was to busy relaxing to notice that Ron had sat down next to her, and Hermione next to him. Emily laid her head down on the table as their teacher babbled about what they were to do in class today. Emily's head shot up from the desk when he mentioned their projects they had started with a partner but never finished.
Emily lay her head down on the table. Her partner had been Ron, before they were in this fight, before they were even going out. All thoughts that were going through Emily's mind were what he was going to say to her this time.
The teacher magically passed out their work and the whole class got into their pairs and continued on their project. By this time, Emily jumped now knowing that Ron had been sitting next to her this whole time. For some strange reason, he was really, really friendly towards her.
"I'll continue on what I was doing when we started this thing," Ron said smiling at her.
Emily smiled back at him. It felt nice being able to smile at each other and talk without yelling too. Emily nodded and pulled out her work she had been doing. Ron smiled one last time then turned to his work.
As Emily was colouring in the heading, Emily could feel someone's eyes watching her. The thought made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. She gulped and raised her head to see. And sure enough when she looked over in Ron's direction, he had just turned away blushing. Emily put her head back down to work feeling herself beginning to blush as well.
Everything seemed to be going perfect until Hermione came into the conversation. She had told them that her and Lavender had finished their work and was free to help anyone she liked. Emily smiled weakly at her and could have sworn that Ron did too.
"Great, so Ronnie, what do you want me to help you with?" Hermione said trying to sound so cute towards Ron.
"I'm fine go help Em," Ron said making sure not look up from his work.
"But, Ronnie, you need help, remember," Hermione said in a tone of voice that sounded like she'd do anything than help Emily.
"Gee thanks Hermione," Ron said looking up from his work, "Am I that crazy to you that you actually think I need help?"
Hermione leant back in shock. Emily looked over and saw that Hermione was shaking her head like crazy then she said, "Ronnie darling, I never think that of you."
"Bullshit," Ron mumbled quietly and went back to work.
Hermione looked over at Emily and when Emily caught her eye she quickly started back on her work. Hermione got up from her seat and walked right between their seats and sat down there. Emily could feel her eyes glaring at her.
"Can I sit here?" Hermione asked smugly and turned her attention back to Ron.
"Hermione, go sit back in your own seat, I need to be able to talk to Em," Ron said as Hermione tried to get closer and closer to him.
"But I'm not as close to you over in that seat," Hermione said trying to sound sexy.
"Just go back to that seat Hermione," Ron said sternly.
Hermione lent away from Ron, got up and walked back over to her old seat. She pulled it out loudly and sat on it even more loudly. As she sat she made this 'hump!' noise hoping that this would get Ron's attention.
"How's this look Em?" Ron said and showed Emily his work.
"Looks terrific Ron," Emily said looking up from her work.
Ron thanked her then smiled. Emily smiled back at him again and for that moment they both just sat there staring into each others eyes, until Hermione whipped Ron back around to her.
"I'm over here Ronnie," Hermione said angrily.
Ron's smiled disappeared. The warm feeling he felt when he was looking into Emily's eyes had gone. As he looked into Hermione he thought he could see fire in them. Ron gulped and sat on his chair properly.
"What have I done Ronni-?"
"Can you stop calling me 'Ronnie' it's not my name," Ron said angrily.
"Fine, I won't even talk to you! Let's see how that suits you!" Hermione said half yelling, expecting Ron to feel really bad about yelling at her and come back pleading for her forgiveness.
But she was wrong; Ron felt great getting that 'Ronnie' freak away from her. This meant he could talk to Emily in private with no hassles. Ron turned back to Emily and helped her with her share of the work. To Ron, it felt just like old times. He wished that moment would never end.
Hermione glanced back over and noticed the two of them acting way to friendly towards each other. Hermione let out a little whimper and began talking to Lavender and Parvati again.
'He's mine Emily,' Hermione kept thinking as she talked, 'And I'm not going down without a fight!'
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The week had passed and it was the weekend again, and for Paul, Rhys and Ginny, it was their last real practice until the talent show. All of them were so nervous their nerves were really showing, as Peter could tell as he watched them practice.
"Guys calm down, you'll be fine," Peter said as they finished their practice.
"It nerve racking," Rhys said dropping his guitar.
"It also worse when Tom isn't here either," Ginny said placing down her microphone.
"What happens if he doesn't show up for the actual performance?" Rhys yelped suddenly going really pale.
"Guys, guys don't worry, even though he don't like, I trust him," Peter said calmly.
Paul nodded in agreement and said, "Yeah I trust Tom too. He'll show."
Ginny and Rhys still didn't seem so convinced Rhys could still remember the look on Tom's face when he left him standing there, all alone. It hurt Rhys deeply to remember the look on his best friend's face and to know he had caused it.
"You guys are so going to win that talent show!" Peter said confidently.
"I'm not so sure," Ginny said nervously, "If Tom don't-,"
"Tom will show! Stop worrying," Peter said placing an arm around his girlfriend's waist.
Paul felt a funny jolt hit him in the heart. Paul hunched over and let out a cry. The others asked what was wrong but he said it was nothing, but it wasn't. He still hadn't got used to the idea of him and Ginny all in love, right before his eyes.
Paul stood up straight again and smiled weakly as thought nothing had happened. The others all smiled and sat down and started talking about what to wear on the night. They raised their head when a little knock was heard on the door and of course it turned out to be Tom, he didn't seem so happy.
"Tom. what you doing here, practice it over," Ginny said not knowing how to act around him.
"I know, I didn't want to give this to you while you were," Tom mumbled quietly and handed Paul a piece of paper.
"Tom, what's-,"
"My resignation," Tom mumbled even more softly.
"Tom! You can't! You our main guitarist," Ginny squealed and ran to his side.
"Yeah, well, find a new one," Tom said.
"It's to late Tom; they wouldn't be able to learn the songs in a week!" Paul said angrily standing up.
"Well, then live with what you got because my mind is made up!" Tom yelled and left the room.
"So Peter, how do we solve this one?" Ginny asked turning back around on him.
Peter gulped and shrugged. He had no idea how to solve this one. Now seemed like a good time for all of them to panic and be nervous. Peter looked around at his all of them shaking and biting off their nails.
"What do we do now Paul?" Rhys asked chewing off the last of his nails.
"I don't know Rhys, I don't know," Paul said worriedly.
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"Is it almost done?" Herman asked watching over Emily's shoulder as she cooked up the potion.
"Yep, only a few more days and it will be ready," Emily said smirking.
Emily could see behind all that fur on his face that that news was what he'd wanted to hear for a long time. Emily patted him on the head while she stirred the potion.
"Will I be my normal self by the time its ready?" Herman asked watching the potion go round and round and round.
Emily giggled and said, "If you don't we have gotta be the worst potion makers ever."
Herman smiled and continued on watching the potion. His time had finally come, he was going back, back as the person he used to be.
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OK, like enjoy that one people! I'm like in hypo mood because this story is almost finished! Can't wait to start my new one! I got so many ideas in mind. Yeah, well anyway R&R!!
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After getting thrown out of Emily's room, Tom wondered downstairs and back out into the corridors, searching for someone to talk to. It was not like him to be sad, Tom was always cheerful and to see him sad was quite shocking. Tom smiled to all the kids he passed, hoping they'd stop and say hello, but they didn't.
Tom was about to turn back to the common room when his feet got caught up by his cat Herman causing him to hit the floor. Tom rubbed his bum and looked at what tripped him. He saw Herman, his front paws on his knee, checking he was alright.
"Herman, you know you're supposed to stay in the common room," Tom said picking up in his cat in his arms.
As Tom started standing up again, Herman was kicking and clawing his arms trying to break free of Tom's grip. Tom dropped him and checked his arm to see how much it was bleeding. Tom glared at his cat he cringed and sank to the floor.
"Stupid cat," Tom screamed, "Go on, you want to leave, well leave! Who wants a cat that hates them anyway?"
Herman stood up a little and looked up at Tom whose eyes were looking at him full of hatred. Herman let out a 'meow!' and rubbed up against his leg, but Tom kicked him away making Herman fly across the corridor.
"Should have thought before you made me bleed," Tom said and walked off back to the common room holding his arm.
Herman stood up off the ground, his legs giving way once. He picked up the piece of paper in his mouth, watched Tom go back inside the common room then continued on walking down the corridor his little head nearly touching the floor.
Herman took one last look back, but there was no sign of Tom. Herman looked back ahead and didn't let Tom get to him. Once he was back as his normal self, Tom would be apologizing like crazy to him.
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While eating their lunch, Paul, Rhys and Ginny were busy talking about the band they had made together to Peter. Peter sat there and hung onto their every word. He couldn't believe how mean he had been and all this time they had made a band for him. Peter took another roll off his plate and listened to Paul talk about what they were going to perform.
"Sound great little matey, can't wait to see it," Peter said taking a bite of his roll.
"One problem," Ginny said sulkily, "Tom."
"He'll get over it," Paul said who continued on eating.
"Are you sure? He seemed really upset," Ginny said watching Paul eat.
Rhys ate quietly at the end, not wanting to join in on this conversation. He still couldn't get the picture of Tom's hurt and upset face from his mind. It made Rhys' attitude hit an ultimate low. He had never felt like this before, frankly because he had never gotten into this bigger fight with Tom.
"Eating a bit fast there Rhys," Peter said jokingly watching Rhys eat slowly.
Rhys smiled weakly and looked down at his food. Rhys could make out Tom's face in his food. When he saw Tom's face in his food, Rhys quickly grabbed his fork and started stabbing his food mixing it around the plate. The others watched his in astonishment as he battered up his plate.
"Err, Rhys you alright there?" Paul asked taking his plate away when Rhys stopped stabbing it.
Rhys snapped out of the trance and looked over at them; they had all gone pale as ghosts. Rhys smiled weakly again and quickly leaped out of his seat and dashed out of the Great Hall.
"Do you think he's alright?" Ginny asked worriedly staring at where he sat.
"He's fine, just upset I think," Paul said and stuffed more food in his mouth.
Peter stood up out of his seat and said, "I'll go talk to him."
And with that, off went Peter after Rhys. Ginny sighed as she watched Peter go. She looked over at Paul and was about to say something but he was way to busy eating his mashed potatoes. Ginny turned away; the sight of Paul scoffing down his food was enough to disgust her.
Outside of the Great Hall, Peter easily found Rhys. He was standing against the window watching the clouds move. Peter smiled at the sight of him and went over to him. Rhys saw him coming and concentrated more on the clouds than ever.
"What was that back there?" Peter asked and stood next to him.
"Back where? I wasn't there," Rhys said not taking his eyes of the clouds.
"In the Great Hall, the mashing of the food incident," Peter said.
"Err, gravy it scares me!" Rhys said shuddering at the thought of 'gravy'.
"Gravy," Peter asked, "Or something else?"
Rhys looked at Peter and turned away again. Rhys laid his head on his hand and grumbled. He didn't want to tell Peter he saw Rhys in his food. To be honest, it was a bit crazy to see a person in food. Peter placed a hand on his shoulder and said to him, "Are we friends or not? You can tell me."
"I feel bad about ditching Tom," Rhys said glumly, "I'm his best friend."
"And best friends go through this kind of stuff," Peter said caringly, "He'll get over it, you'll see."
Rhys smiled and continued on watching the clouds. Peter patted his shoulder then turned around and left, leaving Rhys deep in thought both about the clouds and his and Tom's friendship.
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For all the students, the weekend didn't stay around long as they would have liked. The weekend was now over and it was now time to get back into their school work. Emily was so ever glad to get to her Charms class, having to carry all the books plus Herman. She pulled out a chair, threw her bag on the floor and plunked herself onto the chair.
She was to busy relaxing to notice that Ron had sat down next to her, and Hermione next to him. Emily laid her head down on the table as their teacher babbled about what they were to do in class today. Emily's head shot up from the desk when he mentioned their projects they had started with a partner but never finished.
Emily lay her head down on the table. Her partner had been Ron, before they were in this fight, before they were even going out. All thoughts that were going through Emily's mind were what he was going to say to her this time.
The teacher magically passed out their work and the whole class got into their pairs and continued on their project. By this time, Emily jumped now knowing that Ron had been sitting next to her this whole time. For some strange reason, he was really, really friendly towards her.
"I'll continue on what I was doing when we started this thing," Ron said smiling at her.
Emily smiled back at him. It felt nice being able to smile at each other and talk without yelling too. Emily nodded and pulled out her work she had been doing. Ron smiled one last time then turned to his work.
As Emily was colouring in the heading, Emily could feel someone's eyes watching her. The thought made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. She gulped and raised her head to see. And sure enough when she looked over in Ron's direction, he had just turned away blushing. Emily put her head back down to work feeling herself beginning to blush as well.
Everything seemed to be going perfect until Hermione came into the conversation. She had told them that her and Lavender had finished their work and was free to help anyone she liked. Emily smiled weakly at her and could have sworn that Ron did too.
"Great, so Ronnie, what do you want me to help you with?" Hermione said trying to sound so cute towards Ron.
"I'm fine go help Em," Ron said making sure not look up from his work.
"But, Ronnie, you need help, remember," Hermione said in a tone of voice that sounded like she'd do anything than help Emily.
"Gee thanks Hermione," Ron said looking up from his work, "Am I that crazy to you that you actually think I need help?"
Hermione leant back in shock. Emily looked over and saw that Hermione was shaking her head like crazy then she said, "Ronnie darling, I never think that of you."
"Bullshit," Ron mumbled quietly and went back to work.
Hermione looked over at Emily and when Emily caught her eye she quickly started back on her work. Hermione got up from her seat and walked right between their seats and sat down there. Emily could feel her eyes glaring at her.
"Can I sit here?" Hermione asked smugly and turned her attention back to Ron.
"Hermione, go sit back in your own seat, I need to be able to talk to Em," Ron said as Hermione tried to get closer and closer to him.
"But I'm not as close to you over in that seat," Hermione said trying to sound sexy.
"Just go back to that seat Hermione," Ron said sternly.
Hermione lent away from Ron, got up and walked back over to her old seat. She pulled it out loudly and sat on it even more loudly. As she sat she made this 'hump!' noise hoping that this would get Ron's attention.
"How's this look Em?" Ron said and showed Emily his work.
"Looks terrific Ron," Emily said looking up from her work.
Ron thanked her then smiled. Emily smiled back at him again and for that moment they both just sat there staring into each others eyes, until Hermione whipped Ron back around to her.
"I'm over here Ronnie," Hermione said angrily.
Ron's smiled disappeared. The warm feeling he felt when he was looking into Emily's eyes had gone. As he looked into Hermione he thought he could see fire in them. Ron gulped and sat on his chair properly.
"What have I done Ronni-?"
"Can you stop calling me 'Ronnie' it's not my name," Ron said angrily.
"Fine, I won't even talk to you! Let's see how that suits you!" Hermione said half yelling, expecting Ron to feel really bad about yelling at her and come back pleading for her forgiveness.
But she was wrong; Ron felt great getting that 'Ronnie' freak away from her. This meant he could talk to Emily in private with no hassles. Ron turned back to Emily and helped her with her share of the work. To Ron, it felt just like old times. He wished that moment would never end.
Hermione glanced back over and noticed the two of them acting way to friendly towards each other. Hermione let out a little whimper and began talking to Lavender and Parvati again.
'He's mine Emily,' Hermione kept thinking as she talked, 'And I'm not going down without a fight!'
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The week had passed and it was the weekend again, and for Paul, Rhys and Ginny, it was their last real practice until the talent show. All of them were so nervous their nerves were really showing, as Peter could tell as he watched them practice.
"Guys calm down, you'll be fine," Peter said as they finished their practice.
"It nerve racking," Rhys said dropping his guitar.
"It also worse when Tom isn't here either," Ginny said placing down her microphone.
"What happens if he doesn't show up for the actual performance?" Rhys yelped suddenly going really pale.
"Guys, guys don't worry, even though he don't like, I trust him," Peter said calmly.
Paul nodded in agreement and said, "Yeah I trust Tom too. He'll show."
Ginny and Rhys still didn't seem so convinced Rhys could still remember the look on Tom's face when he left him standing there, all alone. It hurt Rhys deeply to remember the look on his best friend's face and to know he had caused it.
"You guys are so going to win that talent show!" Peter said confidently.
"I'm not so sure," Ginny said nervously, "If Tom don't-,"
"Tom will show! Stop worrying," Peter said placing an arm around his girlfriend's waist.
Paul felt a funny jolt hit him in the heart. Paul hunched over and let out a cry. The others asked what was wrong but he said it was nothing, but it wasn't. He still hadn't got used to the idea of him and Ginny all in love, right before his eyes.
Paul stood up straight again and smiled weakly as thought nothing had happened. The others all smiled and sat down and started talking about what to wear on the night. They raised their head when a little knock was heard on the door and of course it turned out to be Tom, he didn't seem so happy.
"Tom. what you doing here, practice it over," Ginny said not knowing how to act around him.
"I know, I didn't want to give this to you while you were," Tom mumbled quietly and handed Paul a piece of paper.
"Tom, what's-,"
"My resignation," Tom mumbled even more softly.
"Tom! You can't! You our main guitarist," Ginny squealed and ran to his side.
"Yeah, well, find a new one," Tom said.
"It's to late Tom; they wouldn't be able to learn the songs in a week!" Paul said angrily standing up.
"Well, then live with what you got because my mind is made up!" Tom yelled and left the room.
"So Peter, how do we solve this one?" Ginny asked turning back around on him.
Peter gulped and shrugged. He had no idea how to solve this one. Now seemed like a good time for all of them to panic and be nervous. Peter looked around at his all of them shaking and biting off their nails.
"What do we do now Paul?" Rhys asked chewing off the last of his nails.
"I don't know Rhys, I don't know," Paul said worriedly.
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"Is it almost done?" Herman asked watching over Emily's shoulder as she cooked up the potion.
"Yep, only a few more days and it will be ready," Emily said smirking.
Emily could see behind all that fur on his face that that news was what he'd wanted to hear for a long time. Emily patted him on the head while she stirred the potion.
"Will I be my normal self by the time its ready?" Herman asked watching the potion go round and round and round.
Emily giggled and said, "If you don't we have gotta be the worst potion makers ever."
Herman smiled and continued on watching the potion. His time had finally come, he was going back, back as the person he used to be.
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OK, like enjoy that one people! I'm like in hypo mood because this story is almost finished! Can't wait to start my new one! I got so many ideas in mind. Yeah, well anyway R&R!!