Author's Note-
I hope you are enjoying this story, I love writing it! I'm also working on a story with my friend Sarah, and its called "Strawberry Window SHADE" and its good, anyway enough plugging myself! I really want people to read it though because it is awesome and Sarah is a great author! Enjoy! Love jade
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Chapter 11-
Classes during the next day were long and boring for everyone who was looking forward to an afternoon off to prepare for the next day's match. The Golden Girls spent all their classes discussing ideas for the cheer squad.
By lunchtime the teachers were so sick of the students not paying attention that they were starting to think that the game was not such a good idea. But the students were uncontrollably excited and the training had just begun.
The students that made up the Gryffindor Cheer squad made their way to an empty classroom to work on all their ideas. Abigail had a lot of trouble thoroughly squashing the idea that Lavender Brown came up with for bringing in a Lion to be the mascot.
In the end after lots of pressure from Lavender and her boyfriend Dean Thomas, they decided that they would let him draw a lion that they would bring to life on its page and they would fly the banner. It was a compromise, but both parties agreed.
The Golden Girls chose some cheerleaders that would wave the gold and red pom-poms that they had conjured, and that's when the fight broke out.
"Its soooo obvious you're just going to choose your precious 'Golden Girls' to cheer for our team, even though if you didn't have boyfriends in the team you wouldn't have a clue what Quidditch even is!" spat Lavender, scowling at the Golden Girls and Hermione who all stood looking defensive.
"We will not!" said Ginny, stepping forward in a fighting stance. Claire jumped behind her and held her back, avoiding the flailing limbs as Ginny slapped at Lavender.
"A little help!" said a pained Claire, and Jessica also jumped forward to help out.
"Cool it Weasley!" said Abigail, stepping forward. "We will not play favourites, we'll just choose the people we think will make our house look the best. So don't even try and make me look bad in front of half our house Brown, because I will beatbox your arse any day!" she scowled as Lavender, who promptly stepped back to avoid a confrontation with the popular girls.
"Now, if I could get back to business, the team will consist of: Myself, Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, Claire Harrison, Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil, Rory Coolidge and Renee Davies. Any objections?" continued Abigail, shooting a smug look at Lavender and Parvati. She'd known that one of them would say they would show favouritism so she made sure she included them in the team.
"Uniforms, will be dealt with as follows, you will bring me a short skirt and singlet top out of your own wardrobe, I will transfigure it into a skimpy little cheer uniform, and if you so desire at the end of the match I will transfigure it back. Any questions?" Abigail enjoyed playing the leader of any group, and she handled situations like this will so much grace and forceful initiative that no one felt the need to argue with her.
"Good," she said, glancing her eyes across the group of Gryffindors that were mostly female. "Now, we need those of you who good artists, to help make banners and posters that are not crude or distasteful. Our house WILL look better the Slytherin, and we will cheer our team to victory. So if there is anyone here in this room whom is not willing to put hours of time and effort into ensuring we do not look like failures in front of the entire school then I suggest you leave my presence this instant. And further more inquire about changing houses to a house that more suits unpatriotic behavior!" she said, starting to sweat from the intensity of her little pep talk.
"Anyone? No? Good, then we shall begin. Everyone find a space and work on anything you feel is appropriate. If you need anything come to me and I will make sure you are equipped. When you finished something bring it to our panel of judges and we will select the most appropriate works for display at the match. Do not feel offended if your work is not selected, as we will be holding it to very high scrutiny so as not to shame the Gryffindor name. Now get to work!" she said, clapping her hands.
The room was a buzz of activity and the golden girls were rather proud of their house's initiative.
By dinnertime the squad had a large pile of posters, banners, roaring lions and large pom-poms in red and gold and the cheerleaders' uniforms had all been made, and they were indeed skimpy, as Abigail had said they would be. And the team was coming back to work on routines after dinner. *****************************************************************
Hermione pulled on her little cheerleader outfit and pulled her hair into a high ponytail. She was so happy at her new school, and she was going to make sure Abigail didn't regret asking her to join the cheerleading team. They had just had dinner and were now all getting ready to practice their cheering.
"Ready girls?" said Ginny in her loudest, most bimbo-ish voice as she jumped into the 7th year dorm.
Hermione laughed and Claire shook her head and smacked Ginny over hers.
"You ditz!" she said, guiding the group down the stairs, they all linked arms and skipped out, their little pleated skirts swinging with the rhythm.
The boys in the common room just stared, they all watched, transfixed as they skipped out the portrait hole; their boy-shorts visible under their short skirts.
"Wow!" said Seamus in his super-sexy Irish accent, looking at Ron and Harry who'd just returned from Quidditch training. "Who votes we go follow them and watch them shake their pom-poms?" he said, with an evil look in his eye.
Harry and Ron just looked at one another and stood up without saying a word, their hormones doing all the thinking for them. They marched out of the tower in search of the sexy girls.
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A/n: I hope I included enough of Lavender/Parvati/Dean/Seamus to please those reviewers who said I didn't need to bring new characters in because there was enough 7th years already and I just overlooked them, I didn't overlook them I knew they were all there somewhere! I would never forget Seamus at least, he will have a nice BIG part in this story for sure! Please review I love you all, Love jade xxx
I hope you are enjoying this story, I love writing it! I'm also working on a story with my friend Sarah, and its called "Strawberry Window SHADE" and its good, anyway enough plugging myself! I really want people to read it though because it is awesome and Sarah is a great author! Enjoy! Love jade
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Chapter 11-
Classes during the next day were long and boring for everyone who was looking forward to an afternoon off to prepare for the next day's match. The Golden Girls spent all their classes discussing ideas for the cheer squad.
By lunchtime the teachers were so sick of the students not paying attention that they were starting to think that the game was not such a good idea. But the students were uncontrollably excited and the training had just begun.
The students that made up the Gryffindor Cheer squad made their way to an empty classroom to work on all their ideas. Abigail had a lot of trouble thoroughly squashing the idea that Lavender Brown came up with for bringing in a Lion to be the mascot.
In the end after lots of pressure from Lavender and her boyfriend Dean Thomas, they decided that they would let him draw a lion that they would bring to life on its page and they would fly the banner. It was a compromise, but both parties agreed.
The Golden Girls chose some cheerleaders that would wave the gold and red pom-poms that they had conjured, and that's when the fight broke out.
"Its soooo obvious you're just going to choose your precious 'Golden Girls' to cheer for our team, even though if you didn't have boyfriends in the team you wouldn't have a clue what Quidditch even is!" spat Lavender, scowling at the Golden Girls and Hermione who all stood looking defensive.
"We will not!" said Ginny, stepping forward in a fighting stance. Claire jumped behind her and held her back, avoiding the flailing limbs as Ginny slapped at Lavender.
"A little help!" said a pained Claire, and Jessica also jumped forward to help out.
"Cool it Weasley!" said Abigail, stepping forward. "We will not play favourites, we'll just choose the people we think will make our house look the best. So don't even try and make me look bad in front of half our house Brown, because I will beatbox your arse any day!" she scowled as Lavender, who promptly stepped back to avoid a confrontation with the popular girls.
"Now, if I could get back to business, the team will consist of: Myself, Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, Claire Harrison, Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil, Rory Coolidge and Renee Davies. Any objections?" continued Abigail, shooting a smug look at Lavender and Parvati. She'd known that one of them would say they would show favouritism so she made sure she included them in the team.
"Uniforms, will be dealt with as follows, you will bring me a short skirt and singlet top out of your own wardrobe, I will transfigure it into a skimpy little cheer uniform, and if you so desire at the end of the match I will transfigure it back. Any questions?" Abigail enjoyed playing the leader of any group, and she handled situations like this will so much grace and forceful initiative that no one felt the need to argue with her.
"Good," she said, glancing her eyes across the group of Gryffindors that were mostly female. "Now, we need those of you who good artists, to help make banners and posters that are not crude or distasteful. Our house WILL look better the Slytherin, and we will cheer our team to victory. So if there is anyone here in this room whom is not willing to put hours of time and effort into ensuring we do not look like failures in front of the entire school then I suggest you leave my presence this instant. And further more inquire about changing houses to a house that more suits unpatriotic behavior!" she said, starting to sweat from the intensity of her little pep talk.
"Anyone? No? Good, then we shall begin. Everyone find a space and work on anything you feel is appropriate. If you need anything come to me and I will make sure you are equipped. When you finished something bring it to our panel of judges and we will select the most appropriate works for display at the match. Do not feel offended if your work is not selected, as we will be holding it to very high scrutiny so as not to shame the Gryffindor name. Now get to work!" she said, clapping her hands.
The room was a buzz of activity and the golden girls were rather proud of their house's initiative.
By dinnertime the squad had a large pile of posters, banners, roaring lions and large pom-poms in red and gold and the cheerleaders' uniforms had all been made, and they were indeed skimpy, as Abigail had said they would be. And the team was coming back to work on routines after dinner. *****************************************************************
Hermione pulled on her little cheerleader outfit and pulled her hair into a high ponytail. She was so happy at her new school, and she was going to make sure Abigail didn't regret asking her to join the cheerleading team. They had just had dinner and were now all getting ready to practice their cheering.
"Ready girls?" said Ginny in her loudest, most bimbo-ish voice as she jumped into the 7th year dorm.
Hermione laughed and Claire shook her head and smacked Ginny over hers.
"You ditz!" she said, guiding the group down the stairs, they all linked arms and skipped out, their little pleated skirts swinging with the rhythm.
The boys in the common room just stared, they all watched, transfixed as they skipped out the portrait hole; their boy-shorts visible under their short skirts.
"Wow!" said Seamus in his super-sexy Irish accent, looking at Ron and Harry who'd just returned from Quidditch training. "Who votes we go follow them and watch them shake their pom-poms?" he said, with an evil look in his eye.
Harry and Ron just looked at one another and stood up without saying a word, their hormones doing all the thinking for them. They marched out of the tower in search of the sexy girls.
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A/n: I hope I included enough of Lavender/Parvati/Dean/Seamus to please those reviewers who said I didn't need to bring new characters in because there was enough 7th years already and I just overlooked them, I didn't overlook them I knew they were all there somewhere! I would never forget Seamus at least, he will have a nice BIG part in this story for sure! Please review I love you all, Love jade xxx
