Opposites Attract
A/N: Harry is in his junior year at a residential boarding school along with Ron, Hermione, etc. I'm really excited about writing this story so everyone, R+R!!! I'll give you a cookie! And of course...this is a H + Hr fic!
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"See you later, Harry." A girl with shining waves of black hair smiled at him and then finally walking away in the direction of the girls' dormitories. Harry sighed as he leaned against the railing. He felt light- headed and happy as Cho's peach perfume drifted away.
"What are you smiling about, mate?" A familiar voice spoke in his ear.
Harry jumped and turned around to face his best friend Ron, who eyed him suspiciously. He cursed Ron in his mind for interrupting his happy state.
"She's so beautiful, Ron, it hurts to look at her..."
Ron rolled his eyes. "Look Harry, if you want to ask Cho out, then ask her! You know perfectly well that you can wrap any girl around your finger if you wanted to, well maybe not Pansy Parkinson and her friends."
"I s'pose," Harry did a half-shrug. "C'mon, let's go eat, I'm starving."
The two friends slid down the winding staircase down to the cafeteria where they stood in line for a serving of steak, mashed potatoes, steamed vegetables and apple crumble. As they waited, a too-familiar blonde stood in front of him. Harry kicked him.
"Go back to the end of the line, Malfoy!" He snapped.
Draco sneered. "Make me, Potter. After all, your little useless team will make winning for my team especially easy in tomorrow's game."
"Oh shove it, Malfoy, you're just a sore loser. We creamed your team in rugby last time! Or can you remember, considering that your head is thicker than Crabbe and Goyle's combined?!" Ron spat.
"Y-you only won because all of you little prats got away with cheating since it seems that all you guys do is suck up to Hooch!" Draco shot back.
"Cheating?! Your team was the one doing ten million fouls in that game!" Ron yelled. Draco grabbed Ron's shirt collar, taking any excuse to beat him up.
"This is pitiful. You boys are getting into a fight over last week's rugby scores. How immature." A cool voice spoke behind them.
"Actually, I was going to be on my way since my time isn't worth wasting with Weasel and Pothead here." Malfoy answered, letting go of Ron's collar. He shoved them both out of his way as he headed out of the cafeteria, most likely in search of his croons, Goyle and Crabbe.
"Keep your nose out of our business, Granger." Ron said to the brown bushy-haired girl. She ignored him and picked up a tray. "Lousy Miss. Know- it-all." He muttered under his breath. Hermione huffed as she got her food and headed towards the neglected table in the corner of the room.
As they snatched up their dessert, they looked around the room for an empty spot. The cafeteria was filling up now as more students piled in for dinner. Harry groaned as he searched once more. The only empty table was the one Hermione Granger, the most unpopular girl at Blackwood Boarding school, was sitting at.
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"Mind if we sit here?" Harry asked Hermione, who had her head buried in textbooks scattered around the table. It seemed an eternity until she glanced up at them from behind Major Historic Events for Level 11.
She sighed. "Well, there isn't any choice taking into account that there are no empty seats," She swept all the textbooks closer to her. "Please don't get any food on my books." Hermione added, hastily.
"Whatever." Ron answered, exchanging looks to Harry as if they should change their mind and eat on the floor. Harry shrugged and sat at the far end of the table, Ron following suit.
At that moment, Pansy Parkinson and her gossip circle chose to walk by their table. Pansy held out an arm to stop her giggling friends and looked over at Harry's table.
"Ewwww! Potter and Weasley are sitting with that ugly geek, Granger!" Pansy shrieked over the loud talking. Hermione flushed slightly, her lips pursing together.
"Well of course Weasley's sitting with Granger, she's his girlfriend anyway!" Padma Patil piped up. The girls shrieked and giggled. Besides Malfoy, Pansy and her ditzy airheads annoyed Harry greatly. Some of the chatter in the cafeteria died down as they watched the scene.
"But I never knew you, Potter, would stoop so low! Desperate for some loving as well! Weasley, you got competition!" The girl continued. Hermione's lips were now forming one tight line as Ron and Harry were reddening. Harry knew Padma (A/N: Was the girl Harry went out with in the Yule Ball named Padma? I have a bad memory.) because he had once taken her to the Prom in his freshman year. He rejected her during the Prom as he was always at the punch bowl, talking to Ron and risking looks at Cho Chang. Harry thought Padma wasn't still angry at him anymore, but it turns out he was wrong.
Harry looked around the cafeteria. People were now whispering, pointing at him and Ron. He stood up, picking up his tray.
"Why would you care where we sat?! For your information, Pansy, we weren't going to sit here anyway because it looks like you and your airheads should sit at the reject table!" Harry walked by and dumped his food on Pansy's head and she screamed. "I'm sure Malfoy would like you covered in potatoes when you scramble into his bed tonight!"
They left the cafeteria before anyone could recover in their state of shock. Harry didn't look back at all but if he did...he would have seen a very hurt look on Hermione's face.
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A/N: Ah, sorry if that chapter was crappy. I can't write beginnings! Next chapter will be much more exciting (or the chapter after that). I don't want to rush into the plot too quickly but there will be romance soon!!!!! R/R!!!
A/N: Harry is in his junior year at a residential boarding school along with Ron, Hermione, etc. I'm really excited about writing this story so everyone, R+R!!! I'll give you a cookie! And of course...this is a H + Hr fic!
*~*~*
"See you later, Harry." A girl with shining waves of black hair smiled at him and then finally walking away in the direction of the girls' dormitories. Harry sighed as he leaned against the railing. He felt light- headed and happy as Cho's peach perfume drifted away.
"What are you smiling about, mate?" A familiar voice spoke in his ear.
Harry jumped and turned around to face his best friend Ron, who eyed him suspiciously. He cursed Ron in his mind for interrupting his happy state.
"She's so beautiful, Ron, it hurts to look at her..."
Ron rolled his eyes. "Look Harry, if you want to ask Cho out, then ask her! You know perfectly well that you can wrap any girl around your finger if you wanted to, well maybe not Pansy Parkinson and her friends."
"I s'pose," Harry did a half-shrug. "C'mon, let's go eat, I'm starving."
The two friends slid down the winding staircase down to the cafeteria where they stood in line for a serving of steak, mashed potatoes, steamed vegetables and apple crumble. As they waited, a too-familiar blonde stood in front of him. Harry kicked him.
"Go back to the end of the line, Malfoy!" He snapped.
Draco sneered. "Make me, Potter. After all, your little useless team will make winning for my team especially easy in tomorrow's game."
"Oh shove it, Malfoy, you're just a sore loser. We creamed your team in rugby last time! Or can you remember, considering that your head is thicker than Crabbe and Goyle's combined?!" Ron spat.
"Y-you only won because all of you little prats got away with cheating since it seems that all you guys do is suck up to Hooch!" Draco shot back.
"Cheating?! Your team was the one doing ten million fouls in that game!" Ron yelled. Draco grabbed Ron's shirt collar, taking any excuse to beat him up.
"This is pitiful. You boys are getting into a fight over last week's rugby scores. How immature." A cool voice spoke behind them.
"Actually, I was going to be on my way since my time isn't worth wasting with Weasel and Pothead here." Malfoy answered, letting go of Ron's collar. He shoved them both out of his way as he headed out of the cafeteria, most likely in search of his croons, Goyle and Crabbe.
"Keep your nose out of our business, Granger." Ron said to the brown bushy-haired girl. She ignored him and picked up a tray. "Lousy Miss. Know- it-all." He muttered under his breath. Hermione huffed as she got her food and headed towards the neglected table in the corner of the room.
As they snatched up their dessert, they looked around the room for an empty spot. The cafeteria was filling up now as more students piled in for dinner. Harry groaned as he searched once more. The only empty table was the one Hermione Granger, the most unpopular girl at Blackwood Boarding school, was sitting at.
*~*~*
"Mind if we sit here?" Harry asked Hermione, who had her head buried in textbooks scattered around the table. It seemed an eternity until she glanced up at them from behind Major Historic Events for Level 11.
She sighed. "Well, there isn't any choice taking into account that there are no empty seats," She swept all the textbooks closer to her. "Please don't get any food on my books." Hermione added, hastily.
"Whatever." Ron answered, exchanging looks to Harry as if they should change their mind and eat on the floor. Harry shrugged and sat at the far end of the table, Ron following suit.
At that moment, Pansy Parkinson and her gossip circle chose to walk by their table. Pansy held out an arm to stop her giggling friends and looked over at Harry's table.
"Ewwww! Potter and Weasley are sitting with that ugly geek, Granger!" Pansy shrieked over the loud talking. Hermione flushed slightly, her lips pursing together.
"Well of course Weasley's sitting with Granger, she's his girlfriend anyway!" Padma Patil piped up. The girls shrieked and giggled. Besides Malfoy, Pansy and her ditzy airheads annoyed Harry greatly. Some of the chatter in the cafeteria died down as they watched the scene.
"But I never knew you, Potter, would stoop so low! Desperate for some loving as well! Weasley, you got competition!" The girl continued. Hermione's lips were now forming one tight line as Ron and Harry were reddening. Harry knew Padma (A/N: Was the girl Harry went out with in the Yule Ball named Padma? I have a bad memory.) because he had once taken her to the Prom in his freshman year. He rejected her during the Prom as he was always at the punch bowl, talking to Ron and risking looks at Cho Chang. Harry thought Padma wasn't still angry at him anymore, but it turns out he was wrong.
Harry looked around the cafeteria. People were now whispering, pointing at him and Ron. He stood up, picking up his tray.
"Why would you care where we sat?! For your information, Pansy, we weren't going to sit here anyway because it looks like you and your airheads should sit at the reject table!" Harry walked by and dumped his food on Pansy's head and she screamed. "I'm sure Malfoy would like you covered in potatoes when you scramble into his bed tonight!"
They left the cafeteria before anyone could recover in their state of shock. Harry didn't look back at all but if he did...he would have seen a very hurt look on Hermione's face.
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A/N: Ah, sorry if that chapter was crappy. I can't write beginnings! Next chapter will be much more exciting (or the chapter after that). I don't want to rush into the plot too quickly but there will be romance soon!!!!! R/R!!!