All Characters and places belong to J.K.Rowling and Warner Bros.
Any similarity with reality (or other fic) is coincidence.
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Getting outdoors he sighed relieved. he knew it was wrong to scream with people, especially smarter boys that shared his room, he was not proud. But he could not stop feeling light. He knew other students also had problems with Harry's attitude but they're never going to say it out loud.
He supported his back on the wall and sighed again. Why was everything so hard now? Even here, Hogwarts had always been his sanctuary. Where he could put real life aside. Now here and outside ware all the same. Trouble waited at every turn and danger was right ahead (an.poetic). Life sucked. In the middle of his reveries someone hem-hemed. He ignored.
"Oi Longbottom" a hand was waved in his face.
"Get lost" he said not turning, then hair appeared in his view. He bent his head.
"Well I just wanted to say that that was awesome" said Pansy Parkinson (an. surprised?) "I still can't believe you did that. Really it was time already."
Why was she here? he thought "You are a slytherin"
"Thanks, I know that" she said sarcastically.
"I mean" glaring "Of course you're going to praise me, you lot hate Potter"
"No we don't" he stared "Well some of us"
"And you?"
"I don't hate him but I don't like him either. He always acts like he was born as a present from the gods. When he is only alive thanks to his mother, he did nothing. But you--"
"What about me?" he squinted his eyes.
"Well you got trough the crucius twice and lived by your own strength, and keep dealing with everyone's teasing."
"How do you know about the crucius" He was now amazed by all the info she had.
"Well people talk" he was going to ask who but she continued "And there are books, you know?"
"I didn't knew you could find that in books."
"You can find everything in books" he looked at her strangely "What?"
"You sounded like Hermione" she looked positively disgusted. He opened a broad smile. She pouted.
"I am not going to answer that because if Potter is your friend I am afraid of what you might do with your enemies" she turned and left him pluzed. Girls ware confuse.
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She runned to moaning Myrtle's bathroom and screamed.
"I can't believe what I just did" started pacing "He's going to think I'm a head case!"
"Who" moaning Myrtle showed up. Pansy stared annoyed at her.
"I am not to say. You're going to tell Peeves and he'll run to announce all school" Myrtle started to moan "Oh just get lost or I'll throw something at you!" Moaning Myrtle went down the pipes letting Pansy soaking wet.
Pansy Parkinson looked at herself and smiled a plan was starting to form in her mind.
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A/N: About my comments read them sarcastically. I do love to make fun of myself.
Again I don't hate Harry I'm just demonstrating(??) my frustration with book 5.
About the last part I just wanted to make Moaning Myrtle cry. MWAHAHA.
Any similarity with reality (or other fic) is coincidence.
=V=
Getting outdoors he sighed relieved. he knew it was wrong to scream with people, especially smarter boys that shared his room, he was not proud. But he could not stop feeling light. He knew other students also had problems with Harry's attitude but they're never going to say it out loud.
He supported his back on the wall and sighed again. Why was everything so hard now? Even here, Hogwarts had always been his sanctuary. Where he could put real life aside. Now here and outside ware all the same. Trouble waited at every turn and danger was right ahead (an.poetic). Life sucked. In the middle of his reveries someone hem-hemed. He ignored.
"Oi Longbottom" a hand was waved in his face.
"Get lost" he said not turning, then hair appeared in his view. He bent his head.
"Well I just wanted to say that that was awesome" said Pansy Parkinson (an. surprised?) "I still can't believe you did that. Really it was time already."
Why was she here? he thought "You are a slytherin"
"Thanks, I know that" she said sarcastically.
"I mean" glaring "Of course you're going to praise me, you lot hate Potter"
"No we don't" he stared "Well some of us"
"And you?"
"I don't hate him but I don't like him either. He always acts like he was born as a present from the gods. When he is only alive thanks to his mother, he did nothing. But you--"
"What about me?" he squinted his eyes.
"Well you got trough the crucius twice and lived by your own strength, and keep dealing with everyone's teasing."
"How do you know about the crucius" He was now amazed by all the info she had.
"Well people talk" he was going to ask who but she continued "And there are books, you know?"
"I didn't knew you could find that in books."
"You can find everything in books" he looked at her strangely "What?"
"You sounded like Hermione" she looked positively disgusted. He opened a broad smile. She pouted.
"I am not going to answer that because if Potter is your friend I am afraid of what you might do with your enemies" she turned and left him pluzed. Girls ware confuse.
¨°·.,,.·¨°·.,,.·¨
She runned to moaning Myrtle's bathroom and screamed.
"I can't believe what I just did" started pacing "He's going to think I'm a head case!"
"Who" moaning Myrtle showed up. Pansy stared annoyed at her.
"I am not to say. You're going to tell Peeves and he'll run to announce all school" Myrtle started to moan "Oh just get lost or I'll throw something at you!" Moaning Myrtle went down the pipes letting Pansy soaking wet.
Pansy Parkinson looked at herself and smiled a plan was starting to form in her mind.
¨°·.,,.·¨°·.,,.·¨
A/N: About my comments read them sarcastically. I do love to make fun of myself.
Again I don't hate Harry I'm just demonstrating(??) my frustration with book 5.
About the last part I just wanted to make Moaning Myrtle cry. MWAHAHA.