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The Pensieve
What on earth was Draco Malfoy doing there? Was it Lucius Malfoy? Nope, that's definitely Draco. But how? Why?
Draco swivelled his head to face the girl that was eyeing Sirius. She too, turned to face Draco. She mouthed 'what?' and was evidently annoyed. Draco shook his head and scowled at her. She returned the scowl, and turned back to face the front of the Great Hall.
"Quills down, please!" squeaked Professor Flitwick. " That means you too, Stebbins! Please remain seated while I collect your parchment! Accio!"
Over a hundred rolls of parchment zoomed into the air and into Professor Flitwick's outstretched arms, knocking him backwards off his feet. Several people laughed, including Malfoy. A couple of students at the front desks got up, took hold of Professor Flitwick the elbows, and lifted him back to his feet.
"Thank you . . . thank you," panted Professor Flitwick. "Very well, everybody, you're free to go!"
Harry looked down at his father, as he jumped to his feet, stuffed his quill and exam paper into his bag, which he slung over his back, and stood waiting for Sirius to join him.
Harry looked around and glimpsed Snape a short way away, moving between the tables towards the Entrance Hall. Malfoy and the 'girl-who-he-knew-but-he- was-in-awe' followed Harry's father and Sirius, along with Moony and Wormtail.
"Hey, isn't that Harry's dad?" asked the 'girl'.
"Don't know and don't care." Answered Malfoy, stiffly.
"Yes, we do care, 'cause if his dad was here, we'd be 30 years-"
"I know!" said Malfoy, obviously under pressure. "Look Brown, I'm not as stupid as you think I am."
Suddenly, it clicked; the 'girl' was Lavender Brown! What on earth was she doing there? With Malfoy? This is just getting too weird.
"Christ, I was just saying-"
"Then don't say." Snapped Malfoy
"Urghhhhhh," Lavender rolled her eyes. "Well, don't blame it on me, it isn't my fault we're here!"
"Oh, shut up. I'm already wallowing in self-pity-"
"Oh, so that's what it's all about. You. I should've known you were just a selfish brat, with nothing-"
"Brown! Shush! We don't want to attract attention." Alerted Malfoy.
Lavender carried on muttering something along the lines of 'wallowing in self-pity. What an ignorant little-'
By this time, they were already outside, in the sunlit grounds. His father, Snape, and Malfoy all made their way to the lake. His father's 'group' stopped in the shade of a beech tree on the edge of the lake. Snape, still staring at his exam paper, had retired on the grass in the dense shadow of a clump of bushes. Meanwhile, Malfoy and Lavender sat down in the shade of an oak, in between his father, and Snape.
"Why did I follow you? Why?" cursed Lavender.
"Quit murmuring, Brown. Look, Potter's-"
"Harry's."
"Whatever. Potter's dad," Lavender shot dagger's at Malfoy, but he just grinned" is going for that kid behind the bush. Look."
Harry looked in the direction they were looking at.
"All right, Snivellus?" said James loudly.
"Oh my god! That's Snape!" Lavender gasped.
Sirius turned to look at her "Yep, a.k.a. Snivellus." He grinned. Lavender turned pink, to Malfoy's delight.
Snape reacted so fast it was as though he had been expecting an attack: dropping his bag, he plunged his hand inside his robes and his wand was halfway into the air when James shouted, "Expelliarmus!"
Snape's wand flew twelve feet into the air and fell with a little thud in the grass behind him. Sirius let out a bark of laughter, and Lavender giggled.
"YOU CAN'T DO-" Malfoy began, before Lavender clamped a hand over his mouth.
She whispered," Yes they can." In his ear. Malfoy, defeated, looked at his feet in utter disbelief.
How was that? Please give your views, nothing too nasty, please. I know it's rather short. All my chapter's are, so like it, or lump it. Please r+r, roze x
Disclaimer: This fic has been created solely for entertainment purposes. I, roze, take full credit for all improvements in your life commencing as of your reading of this fic and continuing for a reasonable period of time thereafter or until hell freezes over, whichever is longer. I, roze, accept no blame for any trouble you might get into because of same, including but not limited to: grounding, detention, expulsion from school, disfiguring hunting accidents, and the death penalty. You have now been duly warned. Enjoy!
r+r, PLEASE, roze x
The Pensieve
What on earth was Draco Malfoy doing there? Was it Lucius Malfoy? Nope, that's definitely Draco. But how? Why?
Draco swivelled his head to face the girl that was eyeing Sirius. She too, turned to face Draco. She mouthed 'what?' and was evidently annoyed. Draco shook his head and scowled at her. She returned the scowl, and turned back to face the front of the Great Hall.
"Quills down, please!" squeaked Professor Flitwick. " That means you too, Stebbins! Please remain seated while I collect your parchment! Accio!"
Over a hundred rolls of parchment zoomed into the air and into Professor Flitwick's outstretched arms, knocking him backwards off his feet. Several people laughed, including Malfoy. A couple of students at the front desks got up, took hold of Professor Flitwick the elbows, and lifted him back to his feet.
"Thank you . . . thank you," panted Professor Flitwick. "Very well, everybody, you're free to go!"
Harry looked down at his father, as he jumped to his feet, stuffed his quill and exam paper into his bag, which he slung over his back, and stood waiting for Sirius to join him.
Harry looked around and glimpsed Snape a short way away, moving between the tables towards the Entrance Hall. Malfoy and the 'girl-who-he-knew-but-he- was-in-awe' followed Harry's father and Sirius, along with Moony and Wormtail.
"Hey, isn't that Harry's dad?" asked the 'girl'.
"Don't know and don't care." Answered Malfoy, stiffly.
"Yes, we do care, 'cause if his dad was here, we'd be 30 years-"
"I know!" said Malfoy, obviously under pressure. "Look Brown, I'm not as stupid as you think I am."
Suddenly, it clicked; the 'girl' was Lavender Brown! What on earth was she doing there? With Malfoy? This is just getting too weird.
"Christ, I was just saying-"
"Then don't say." Snapped Malfoy
"Urghhhhhh," Lavender rolled her eyes. "Well, don't blame it on me, it isn't my fault we're here!"
"Oh, shut up. I'm already wallowing in self-pity-"
"Oh, so that's what it's all about. You. I should've known you were just a selfish brat, with nothing-"
"Brown! Shush! We don't want to attract attention." Alerted Malfoy.
Lavender carried on muttering something along the lines of 'wallowing in self-pity. What an ignorant little-'
By this time, they were already outside, in the sunlit grounds. His father, Snape, and Malfoy all made their way to the lake. His father's 'group' stopped in the shade of a beech tree on the edge of the lake. Snape, still staring at his exam paper, had retired on the grass in the dense shadow of a clump of bushes. Meanwhile, Malfoy and Lavender sat down in the shade of an oak, in between his father, and Snape.
"Why did I follow you? Why?" cursed Lavender.
"Quit murmuring, Brown. Look, Potter's-"
"Harry's."
"Whatever. Potter's dad," Lavender shot dagger's at Malfoy, but he just grinned" is going for that kid behind the bush. Look."
Harry looked in the direction they were looking at.
"All right, Snivellus?" said James loudly.
"Oh my god! That's Snape!" Lavender gasped.
Sirius turned to look at her "Yep, a.k.a. Snivellus." He grinned. Lavender turned pink, to Malfoy's delight.
Snape reacted so fast it was as though he had been expecting an attack: dropping his bag, he plunged his hand inside his robes and his wand was halfway into the air when James shouted, "Expelliarmus!"
Snape's wand flew twelve feet into the air and fell with a little thud in the grass behind him. Sirius let out a bark of laughter, and Lavender giggled.
"YOU CAN'T DO-" Malfoy began, before Lavender clamped a hand over his mouth.
She whispered," Yes they can." In his ear. Malfoy, defeated, looked at his feet in utter disbelief.
How was that? Please give your views, nothing too nasty, please. I know it's rather short. All my chapter's are, so like it, or lump it. Please r+r, roze x