Hersey Kisses
Chapter 2: The Sending
*****
The Gryffindor trio headed down to the Great Hall for lunch the three days later. They were each planning to send their Hersey kisses. After lots of thought of who they were going to send it to and if send it anonymous or not, they had decided.
"Who are you sending yours to," I asked Ron. I had given up asking Hermione because she would get very pissed off anytime Ron did and wouldn't help him with his homework. He really needed the help on the homework, too.
Ron just ignored him.
When they walked into the Great Hall there was already a line to buy the kisses. They walked onto the line, while Harry and Ron started talking about Quidditch.
When Harry got up to buy his hersey he noticed that besides the recipient's name and who it was from, there was a space for a secret message. Harry thought about it and then wrote:
You never take me serious
Or really ever notice me
I thought I'd take the chance
And ask if you'll be with me
Harry put down the pen and reread it. Then he stuck the small paper into the magically sealed box. Then dropped in seven knuts in a box next to the other one. On Valentine's Day, all the papers along with a small bag of Herseys would be delivered to the recipients during breakfast.
Ron was next, he didn't think very long about his message and quickly wrote it down.
Keep me in check
And I'll have your back
I know you won't leave me
You're too smart for that
Next came Hermione. She had to think about what exactly to write to her wonderful guy. Finally it came to her.
I'll be your genius
If you'll be my hero
She quickly shoved the paper into the box because Malfoy was starting to peer over her shoulder. As soon as she stepped away Draco quickly wrote down the message because Pansy was starting to rub against him. He scrambled to write down the first one but it didn't matter.
You are perfect
In every single way
I'll tell you just once
Don't ever change
He shoved it into the box and began writing the second one because Pansy was beginning to slid over and peak over his shoulder.
You would never guess how I feel
Especially about you
I want to be with you all the time
But you'll never let that happen
But I'll ask you anyway
Will you be mine
Pansy glimpsed at the last part and started to coo.
"Oh Draco. You don't have to worry. You already are mine," Pansy said as Draco moved down towards the Slytherin stable.
Draco Stopped halfway and yelled back, "You wish bitch." And turned around muttering "slut."
*****
"Have you heard what Fred and George are going to do?" Ron asked Hermione, on our way to lunch after potions.
"No. Are they going to do something horrible. Is it bad enough that they left in the middle of last year. Although, they are successful right now, they didn't finish all of school," Hermione started one of her usual academic rants that we were way to used to.
"Don't worry Hermione. You know as well as I do, that Fred and George are good wizards. They aren't as dumb as they put on," Ron stated, but as an after thought added, "sometimes. Besides, what wrong could happen they are home," Ron explained trying to calm her down.
"Uhhh, Ron. I think you're forgetting something," I intervined, looking worried.
"Harry, what could possibly be forgetting? What are you two on about?"
"Well, you obviously don't remember Fred and George's visit," Mione stated, in a matter-of-factly tone.
"What visit are you talking about?" Ron asked completely bewildered. Then it dawned at him, his expression changed from confused to horrified. "Oh, that visit. They are getting here on the seventh of Feburary. I think I told them about the kisses as well. They did mention something in there last letter. It was pretty specific, but I didn't think much of it. That they were just pulling my arms."
"I read that letter, they said that something was to happen. I think he said he was going to use a spell to find out who didn't get any kisses. Then send them fake, exploding ones," I asked very amused with this stunt.
"Yep. That's right Harry. Except you forgot one part," Ron teased making Hermione a little more uneasy.
"What?" We both asked in unison.
"When they explode, each one will say 'no one likes you'. I was laughing for hours when they told me."
"That's not funny Ron. It could really hurt somebody's feelings. What if you were one of those people?" Hermione stated very angrily.
"Well I wouldn't get one. They are my brothers remember they wouldn't do that to me. At least I don't think." I hit Ron in the ribs to tell him to shut up.
"Hey what was that for?" Ron asked bewildered and rubbing where I had just hit him. I pointed to Hermione. Who looked extremely angry.
We walked the rest of the way to lunch quietly.
*****
After lunch I noticed that Potter, Weasley, and Granger leave the Great Hall early. I figured that since I hadn't hassled them today, yet, that I would take the chance. Since no on else would be bothering us, I got up and headed for the door.
When I got I thought 'hmmm. I must be lucky, they are just standing there. Haven't they ever learned that the sitting duck will always get shot first.'
"Weasley, I heard that your brothers are sending fake hersey kisses to those who don't receive one," I said in a very weak attempt to egg him on. Even though I knew I just needed to stand near him to do that.
"Get the hell away from me Malfoy," Weasley shot back. When Potter turned around and saw me I noticed that he was smiling. Then in less than an instant that smile went to a malicious grin. Unusual no. I always seemed to mange to upset Potter just when he was extremely happy. This time for some reason it just seemed different. I quickly shook it off anyway.
"Don't get all mad. I just had to say something to Potter anyway, definitely not you. I wouldn't dare waste my time on the Golden Boy's handy dandy sidekick."
"Hey," Ron started, but the smart one of the bunch, Granger, stopped him. I knew that there had to be someone with brains in the group. Otherwise they would all b dead by now.
"Anyway. Potter I hear that you aren't getting any kisses. Which would put you on Fred and George's list."
"Go away, Malfoy. We don't need you here and we surely don't want you here either," Potter finally spoke.
"Fine. I will go, but remember Potter I will be watching and laughing when you receive nothing, but a fake Hersey Kiss." I laughed and turned around. I had no reason to be around them anymore, since the damage was now done
*****
Fred and George had arrived a few days later. Everyone around them, undeniebaly had fun the whole time. The twins were only going to be staying until, about midnight of Feburary 13th. They were constantly disappearing at odd hours, especially mealtimes. Then as soon as they came, they were gone.
*****
Then the day came, the day that some people loved and others loathed. Valentine's Day. The owls began to come in carrying pink white and red bags. They started to drop them over the receivers. Everyone got their bags, but Harry didn't get any. Malfoy was right.
*****
Chapter 2: The Sending
*****
The Gryffindor trio headed down to the Great Hall for lunch the three days later. They were each planning to send their Hersey kisses. After lots of thought of who they were going to send it to and if send it anonymous or not, they had decided.
"Who are you sending yours to," I asked Ron. I had given up asking Hermione because she would get very pissed off anytime Ron did and wouldn't help him with his homework. He really needed the help on the homework, too.
Ron just ignored him.
When they walked into the Great Hall there was already a line to buy the kisses. They walked onto the line, while Harry and Ron started talking about Quidditch.
When Harry got up to buy his hersey he noticed that besides the recipient's name and who it was from, there was a space for a secret message. Harry thought about it and then wrote:
You never take me serious
Or really ever notice me
I thought I'd take the chance
And ask if you'll be with me
Harry put down the pen and reread it. Then he stuck the small paper into the magically sealed box. Then dropped in seven knuts in a box next to the other one. On Valentine's Day, all the papers along with a small bag of Herseys would be delivered to the recipients during breakfast.
Ron was next, he didn't think very long about his message and quickly wrote it down.
Keep me in check
And I'll have your back
I know you won't leave me
You're too smart for that
Next came Hermione. She had to think about what exactly to write to her wonderful guy. Finally it came to her.
I'll be your genius
If you'll be my hero
She quickly shoved the paper into the box because Malfoy was starting to peer over her shoulder. As soon as she stepped away Draco quickly wrote down the message because Pansy was starting to rub against him. He scrambled to write down the first one but it didn't matter.
You are perfect
In every single way
I'll tell you just once
Don't ever change
He shoved it into the box and began writing the second one because Pansy was beginning to slid over and peak over his shoulder.
You would never guess how I feel
Especially about you
I want to be with you all the time
But you'll never let that happen
But I'll ask you anyway
Will you be mine
Pansy glimpsed at the last part and started to coo.
"Oh Draco. You don't have to worry. You already are mine," Pansy said as Draco moved down towards the Slytherin stable.
Draco Stopped halfway and yelled back, "You wish bitch." And turned around muttering "slut."
*****
"Have you heard what Fred and George are going to do?" Ron asked Hermione, on our way to lunch after potions.
"No. Are they going to do something horrible. Is it bad enough that they left in the middle of last year. Although, they are successful right now, they didn't finish all of school," Hermione started one of her usual academic rants that we were way to used to.
"Don't worry Hermione. You know as well as I do, that Fred and George are good wizards. They aren't as dumb as they put on," Ron stated, but as an after thought added, "sometimes. Besides, what wrong could happen they are home," Ron explained trying to calm her down.
"Uhhh, Ron. I think you're forgetting something," I intervined, looking worried.
"Harry, what could possibly be forgetting? What are you two on about?"
"Well, you obviously don't remember Fred and George's visit," Mione stated, in a matter-of-factly tone.
"What visit are you talking about?" Ron asked completely bewildered. Then it dawned at him, his expression changed from confused to horrified. "Oh, that visit. They are getting here on the seventh of Feburary. I think I told them about the kisses as well. They did mention something in there last letter. It was pretty specific, but I didn't think much of it. That they were just pulling my arms."
"I read that letter, they said that something was to happen. I think he said he was going to use a spell to find out who didn't get any kisses. Then send them fake, exploding ones," I asked very amused with this stunt.
"Yep. That's right Harry. Except you forgot one part," Ron teased making Hermione a little more uneasy.
"What?" We both asked in unison.
"When they explode, each one will say 'no one likes you'. I was laughing for hours when they told me."
"That's not funny Ron. It could really hurt somebody's feelings. What if you were one of those people?" Hermione stated very angrily.
"Well I wouldn't get one. They are my brothers remember they wouldn't do that to me. At least I don't think." I hit Ron in the ribs to tell him to shut up.
"Hey what was that for?" Ron asked bewildered and rubbing where I had just hit him. I pointed to Hermione. Who looked extremely angry.
We walked the rest of the way to lunch quietly.
*****
After lunch I noticed that Potter, Weasley, and Granger leave the Great Hall early. I figured that since I hadn't hassled them today, yet, that I would take the chance. Since no on else would be bothering us, I got up and headed for the door.
When I got I thought 'hmmm. I must be lucky, they are just standing there. Haven't they ever learned that the sitting duck will always get shot first.'
"Weasley, I heard that your brothers are sending fake hersey kisses to those who don't receive one," I said in a very weak attempt to egg him on. Even though I knew I just needed to stand near him to do that.
"Get the hell away from me Malfoy," Weasley shot back. When Potter turned around and saw me I noticed that he was smiling. Then in less than an instant that smile went to a malicious grin. Unusual no. I always seemed to mange to upset Potter just when he was extremely happy. This time for some reason it just seemed different. I quickly shook it off anyway.
"Don't get all mad. I just had to say something to Potter anyway, definitely not you. I wouldn't dare waste my time on the Golden Boy's handy dandy sidekick."
"Hey," Ron started, but the smart one of the bunch, Granger, stopped him. I knew that there had to be someone with brains in the group. Otherwise they would all b dead by now.
"Anyway. Potter I hear that you aren't getting any kisses. Which would put you on Fred and George's list."
"Go away, Malfoy. We don't need you here and we surely don't want you here either," Potter finally spoke.
"Fine. I will go, but remember Potter I will be watching and laughing when you receive nothing, but a fake Hersey Kiss." I laughed and turned around. I had no reason to be around them anymore, since the damage was now done
*****
Fred and George had arrived a few days later. Everyone around them, undeniebaly had fun the whole time. The twins were only going to be staying until, about midnight of Feburary 13th. They were constantly disappearing at odd hours, especially mealtimes. Then as soon as they came, they were gone.
*****
Then the day came, the day that some people loved and others loathed. Valentine's Day. The owls began to come in carrying pink white and red bags. They started to drop them over the receivers. Everyone got their bags, but Harry didn't get any. Malfoy was right.
*****