Author's Ramblings ~ Harry is in 5th year, I have tweaked the 5th book
around to fit my whims. Once again I am sorry for the horrible spelling,
you have to admit in my later chapters I am getting a little better. I love
getting reviews but I feel I must write this, if you are going to bug me
about my spelling make sure you spell your review correctly (most people
use a weird form of short hand or just make up new spelling in general). I
have a hissy fit when people do this and call everyone hypocrites and start
reading a book instead of writing, which isn't a good thing (can you tell
how my week has been going? If not it has been really bad!).
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I awoke the next morning finding myself on Jean's stomach, and Monica using my feet as a pillow. I started groping around for a clock, which turned out to be an unsuccessful search. The only thing that I did know was that it was still early in the morning, for if I had awoken at my usual time there would have been a huge group of Hufflepuffs down here studying. I am glad for once that I was up early, can you picture what they would say? I can just picture it:
"Guess what the foreign students did today Ted?" "What now?" "They were caught having a three-some." "They were doing what?? Where?" "In the Common Room!" "The nerve didn't they know they would be caught? Let's go tell Margo."
That is not the way I want to start my morning, I can tell you that. Deciding to wake the others up I moved. The first thing I moved were my feet, causing Monica to roll of the couch with a thump her legs and arms thrown about her personage.
"Ow!" she squealed form her dignified spot on the ground.
I then started to move my head, which as I said earlier was on Jean's stomach. Instead of waking up like he was supposed to (if only I lived in a perfect world with Harry things like this wouldn't happen) Jean grabbed my head and pushed it closer to him. Need I say that he has a very hard stomach? Monica smiled, laughter brimming up in her eyes. I didn't know what to do besides kicking him, which wasn't possible due to my feet being on the wrong side of the couch.
"Pull your head away from him." Suggested Monica. All I have to say about that is right, lets play tug-o-war with Monique's head, first one to gain possession of it wins, only too bad its attacked to her neck, but hey that can be arranged! The only one I would let do that would be Harry, and that would only be because he needed his one true love to die for him so that he could defeat the evil dark lord. I think I will go with plan B, which is yelling at him.
"JEAN LET GO OF MY HEAD NOW!" I screamed into his stomach, which is the place that I was now facing. I like the way Jean smells, like soap or just something that is really clean.
"WHAT?!?!?" he yelled back. My thoughts were still with how he smelled so I could not remember what we were talking about.
After a couple of seconds I muttered "May I have my head back please?"
Jean's eyes flew open. He looked down at me and turned a nice cranberry sauce color. My head was released instantly. "Sorry." He muttered, turning even redder as he heard Monica's outburst of laughter in the corner. Her laughter caused me to blush.
"You two are so cute together! Charity would love the color combination I am seeing, deep red with cherry pink. I believe muggle impressionist use that color to achieve a similar affect. If only I was of an artistic nature I would paint this scene.Wait, don't move!"
Jean and I looked at each other, confused. "Perhaps that detention did more to her then we though." He said.
Monica returned an instant later, caring a camera. Before Jean or I could protest she had taken a picture. Jean grabbed for the camera, missed and landed on Monica's lap. Seeing that this was such a great bonding time I jump on top of them both yelling "PIG PILE" as I landed.
After a couple of awkward moments of trying to get untangled I remembered the homework that I still had left. My stupid detention was the cause of it too. "Come on lets eat." Groaned Monica after she stood up. I caught sight of her hands and shuttered.
"How about we change first?" I asked. Jean and Monica both agreed. Once upstairs I mentioned to Monica that she might want to bandage her hands. I think she was offended at first but after looking at her hands for a while she said she would just wear gloves all day till she could fix up and ointment for them.
Right, no one would find it odd how she was wearing gloves twenty-four seven, I mean it is a natural thing to do when one is from France right? After thinking of this I decided to talk to Mary Sue during Breakfast to find out if she had any ointments (it is amazing what she carries around in her school bag) and to find out about her Ron conquest. Actually I really don't like thinking about it as one of her many conquests but I am getting the feeling that it has something to do with this. Maybe I should have Charity analyze her. I can just picture it, Mary Sue and Charity will have switched places before the session even began.
Monica and I went downstairs again to find that the common room was now full of Hufflepuffs. Good think I woke up when I did. Jean waiting for us alone on a couch, and I could see Tomas talking to some other fifth years.
The three of us walked down to the Great Hall for breakfast. While eating I kept my eyes peeled for Mary Sue. During the last five minutes before I would have to leave for class she came, accompanied by a group of (5th year?) Gryffindors, Ron was no where in sight.
I walked up to her group and had to push my way into the circle they had formed around Mary Sue. She didn't see me but I heard and saw her, "I have know one of those people since she was ten, believe me she would never attack someone with any type of shoe. Monique isn't a very violent person. It must have been some other Hufflepuffs."
Great, so Mary Sue has also found out about our little incident. "You must not know your friends very well, because I am friends with Susanna who had that class at the time and she told me that the three foreign students attacked Draco without warning." Said one of the girls in her group.
Do I look like a wild animal to you who attacks random people? I think not. "Mary Sue I need to talk to you." I said once there was an opening in the conversation.
Mary Sue looked surprised to see me. "Monique!" she cooed, "Tell these girls that you didn't attack Draco." She said with a smile.
I smiled back, knowing she wasn't sure if I had or not. "I can promise you Mary Sue that I didn't attack Draco with my hands."
Mary Sue frowned, catching my hidden meaning. "I want to talk to Monique alone now." She said to her followers like a queen would to her ladies in waiting. They all dispersed. "You attacked Draco, son of one of the most powerful families in England with a Stiletto?" she hissed.
Warning scary Mary Sue, this is not a good time to tell her about cutting DA. "Well at least I didn't attack him with my bare hands or else I wouldn't have been able to tell your friends that I didn't attack him without making you look like a fool."
She graced me with a smile. "Walk with me to Herbology." This wasn't a question but a statement saying I had to go.
Picking up my bag I followed her. "So where's Ron?" I asked casually, not knowing if this was a touchy subject.
"Nothing at the moment. I need a new plan. Ginny nipped that rumor in the bud with the help of her brothers, amazing how fast they work. No need to ask you how Harry and you are coming along, form what I can guess this will be you second time seeing him in two day."
Ha! Mary Sue doesn't know everything. "Quite right, I wish I had some way of getting to know him better." I trailed off, hoping that Mary Sue had some ideas waiting for me to follow them.
"Well, have you heard about DA?"
"The class?"
"No the club." She whispered, looking around for some invisible foe.
"The club? You mean the Harry Potter Fan Club that I'm not allowed to start?"
"No, Dumbledore's Army. Ron was telling me about it the other day. Amazing what they have been doing, as a sort of protest movement against some teacher or other. I can't remember the details." She whispered, as we entered the Green House.
Jean and Monica started waving me over. Mary Sue raised one of her delicate eyebrows and then left me to join some of the girls from the group that had been following her earlier. I walked over to Monica and Jean.
"Have you seen Harry yet?" I asked.
"No, must be running late."
"Oh."
Class started off with a small lecture. Halfway through the lecture Harry and Ron entered. The teacher (Professor Sprout) was not pleased.
"As punishment I shall assign your seats. Ron join that group over there with Mister Longbottom. Harry join that group over there with.what are your names?"
Professor Sprout was pointing at us, since our group was still a three some. (Thank you Mary Sue for not sitting with us!). "I'm Jean, this is Monica, and this is Monique."
"Quite right, go over to Jean's group Harry."
He walked over to our table, and I could feel my heart flip flop as he came nearer. "Can I touch it?" whispered Jean to me in a mock child voice. My face turned red.
"Stop!" I hissed, and smiled up at Harry as he sat down, a sour look was on his beautiful face. I gazed up at it adoringly. That is I was till Monica and Jean decided to take turns nudging me to make me break my gaze.
"Um.is there something wrong?" he asked giving me a funny look.
Author's Note: (not a rambling cause this will hopefully make sense) That's all there is for today. She still has the rest of class with Harry to go then I think time will fly. Only one person has answered my question and that is who do you think Monique should end up with? And for kicks how about Monica? (How about an invisible friend?)
I awoke the next morning finding myself on Jean's stomach, and Monica using my feet as a pillow. I started groping around for a clock, which turned out to be an unsuccessful search. The only thing that I did know was that it was still early in the morning, for if I had awoken at my usual time there would have been a huge group of Hufflepuffs down here studying. I am glad for once that I was up early, can you picture what they would say? I can just picture it:
"Guess what the foreign students did today Ted?" "What now?" "They were caught having a three-some." "They were doing what?? Where?" "In the Common Room!" "The nerve didn't they know they would be caught? Let's go tell Margo."
That is not the way I want to start my morning, I can tell you that. Deciding to wake the others up I moved. The first thing I moved were my feet, causing Monica to roll of the couch with a thump her legs and arms thrown about her personage.
"Ow!" she squealed form her dignified spot on the ground.
I then started to move my head, which as I said earlier was on Jean's stomach. Instead of waking up like he was supposed to (if only I lived in a perfect world with Harry things like this wouldn't happen) Jean grabbed my head and pushed it closer to him. Need I say that he has a very hard stomach? Monica smiled, laughter brimming up in her eyes. I didn't know what to do besides kicking him, which wasn't possible due to my feet being on the wrong side of the couch.
"Pull your head away from him." Suggested Monica. All I have to say about that is right, lets play tug-o-war with Monique's head, first one to gain possession of it wins, only too bad its attacked to her neck, but hey that can be arranged! The only one I would let do that would be Harry, and that would only be because he needed his one true love to die for him so that he could defeat the evil dark lord. I think I will go with plan B, which is yelling at him.
"JEAN LET GO OF MY HEAD NOW!" I screamed into his stomach, which is the place that I was now facing. I like the way Jean smells, like soap or just something that is really clean.
"WHAT?!?!?" he yelled back. My thoughts were still with how he smelled so I could not remember what we were talking about.
After a couple of seconds I muttered "May I have my head back please?"
Jean's eyes flew open. He looked down at me and turned a nice cranberry sauce color. My head was released instantly. "Sorry." He muttered, turning even redder as he heard Monica's outburst of laughter in the corner. Her laughter caused me to blush.
"You two are so cute together! Charity would love the color combination I am seeing, deep red with cherry pink. I believe muggle impressionist use that color to achieve a similar affect. If only I was of an artistic nature I would paint this scene.Wait, don't move!"
Jean and I looked at each other, confused. "Perhaps that detention did more to her then we though." He said.
Monica returned an instant later, caring a camera. Before Jean or I could protest she had taken a picture. Jean grabbed for the camera, missed and landed on Monica's lap. Seeing that this was such a great bonding time I jump on top of them both yelling "PIG PILE" as I landed.
After a couple of awkward moments of trying to get untangled I remembered the homework that I still had left. My stupid detention was the cause of it too. "Come on lets eat." Groaned Monica after she stood up. I caught sight of her hands and shuttered.
"How about we change first?" I asked. Jean and Monica both agreed. Once upstairs I mentioned to Monica that she might want to bandage her hands. I think she was offended at first but after looking at her hands for a while she said she would just wear gloves all day till she could fix up and ointment for them.
Right, no one would find it odd how she was wearing gloves twenty-four seven, I mean it is a natural thing to do when one is from France right? After thinking of this I decided to talk to Mary Sue during Breakfast to find out if she had any ointments (it is amazing what she carries around in her school bag) and to find out about her Ron conquest. Actually I really don't like thinking about it as one of her many conquests but I am getting the feeling that it has something to do with this. Maybe I should have Charity analyze her. I can just picture it, Mary Sue and Charity will have switched places before the session even began.
Monica and I went downstairs again to find that the common room was now full of Hufflepuffs. Good think I woke up when I did. Jean waiting for us alone on a couch, and I could see Tomas talking to some other fifth years.
The three of us walked down to the Great Hall for breakfast. While eating I kept my eyes peeled for Mary Sue. During the last five minutes before I would have to leave for class she came, accompanied by a group of (5th year?) Gryffindors, Ron was no where in sight.
I walked up to her group and had to push my way into the circle they had formed around Mary Sue. She didn't see me but I heard and saw her, "I have know one of those people since she was ten, believe me she would never attack someone with any type of shoe. Monique isn't a very violent person. It must have been some other Hufflepuffs."
Great, so Mary Sue has also found out about our little incident. "You must not know your friends very well, because I am friends with Susanna who had that class at the time and she told me that the three foreign students attacked Draco without warning." Said one of the girls in her group.
Do I look like a wild animal to you who attacks random people? I think not. "Mary Sue I need to talk to you." I said once there was an opening in the conversation.
Mary Sue looked surprised to see me. "Monique!" she cooed, "Tell these girls that you didn't attack Draco." She said with a smile.
I smiled back, knowing she wasn't sure if I had or not. "I can promise you Mary Sue that I didn't attack Draco with my hands."
Mary Sue frowned, catching my hidden meaning. "I want to talk to Monique alone now." She said to her followers like a queen would to her ladies in waiting. They all dispersed. "You attacked Draco, son of one of the most powerful families in England with a Stiletto?" she hissed.
Warning scary Mary Sue, this is not a good time to tell her about cutting DA. "Well at least I didn't attack him with my bare hands or else I wouldn't have been able to tell your friends that I didn't attack him without making you look like a fool."
She graced me with a smile. "Walk with me to Herbology." This wasn't a question but a statement saying I had to go.
Picking up my bag I followed her. "So where's Ron?" I asked casually, not knowing if this was a touchy subject.
"Nothing at the moment. I need a new plan. Ginny nipped that rumor in the bud with the help of her brothers, amazing how fast they work. No need to ask you how Harry and you are coming along, form what I can guess this will be you second time seeing him in two day."
Ha! Mary Sue doesn't know everything. "Quite right, I wish I had some way of getting to know him better." I trailed off, hoping that Mary Sue had some ideas waiting for me to follow them.
"Well, have you heard about DA?"
"The class?"
"No the club." She whispered, looking around for some invisible foe.
"The club? You mean the Harry Potter Fan Club that I'm not allowed to start?"
"No, Dumbledore's Army. Ron was telling me about it the other day. Amazing what they have been doing, as a sort of protest movement against some teacher or other. I can't remember the details." She whispered, as we entered the Green House.
Jean and Monica started waving me over. Mary Sue raised one of her delicate eyebrows and then left me to join some of the girls from the group that had been following her earlier. I walked over to Monica and Jean.
"Have you seen Harry yet?" I asked.
"No, must be running late."
"Oh."
Class started off with a small lecture. Halfway through the lecture Harry and Ron entered. The teacher (Professor Sprout) was not pleased.
"As punishment I shall assign your seats. Ron join that group over there with Mister Longbottom. Harry join that group over there with.what are your names?"
Professor Sprout was pointing at us, since our group was still a three some. (Thank you Mary Sue for not sitting with us!). "I'm Jean, this is Monica, and this is Monique."
"Quite right, go over to Jean's group Harry."
He walked over to our table, and I could feel my heart flip flop as he came nearer. "Can I touch it?" whispered Jean to me in a mock child voice. My face turned red.
"Stop!" I hissed, and smiled up at Harry as he sat down, a sour look was on his beautiful face. I gazed up at it adoringly. That is I was till Monica and Jean decided to take turns nudging me to make me break my gaze.
"Um.is there something wrong?" he asked giving me a funny look.
Author's Note: (not a rambling cause this will hopefully make sense) That's all there is for today. She still has the rest of class with Harry to go then I think time will fly. Only one person has answered my question and that is who do you think Monique should end up with? And for kicks how about Monica? (How about an invisible friend?)
