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me reviews so far.
I'd like to give everyone a "thank you very much," especially-
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Now, onward.
Disclaimer- Surprisingly, I do not own anyone in Harry Potter.
THIS CHAPTER: Déjà vu! (Just Kidding!)
THIS CHAPTER FOR REAL: Harry Potter... puts on new socks!!!
Oh, and a whole lot of other stuff happens.
Harry Potter woke up. For a second, he thought it was still nighttime, but he saw a few golden rays of sunlight shine through his bed curtain, as was reassured it was still morning. He wasn't really eager to get up, as the dream was still on his mind. [Remember it!? ALL the way in the first chapter!] It had really left him depressed. And he still had that encounter with Malfoy in the back of his head. So, all in all, even though it was a Saturday, Harry REALLY didn't want to get out of bed.
And then Ron tore apart the curtains to Harry's bed.
"Harry, WAKE UP, mate! It's Monday morning!"
"Whaa!?"
"Yes, and not only that, you'd better be careful, as just about all of Gryffindor hates you for losing all of our house points! And if we're late to class, we can just forget about getting any more! We have Potions first! Snape never lets us in late!"
Harry really, REALLY, REAAALLLLLLY didn't want to get out of bed.
But he didn't want to lose any more house points, so he grudgingly got out of bed, pulled on some new socks, and threw on some new clothes. Sleepily picking up his books, (and narrowly avoiding picking up the Hogwarts, a History,) he walked downstairs with Ron.
And that's when the pie hit him square in the face.
Harry's initial thought when the coconut cream pie had first came into contact with his face had been- "Hmm, I wonder what flavor it is!" But then he realized that random pies hitting you in the face are grounds to get angry, not get hungry.
Throwing the pie off, blushing furiously, Harry began to scan the common room for the culprit.
There was no one there but Ron and himself... oh, and the Creevy brothers hiding behind a huge armchair.
Wait a minute...
"Ron!" shouted Harry. "What was that for!?"
"What!? Harry, have you gone mental!? The Creevys have been hitting everyone with pies for the last two weeks! I think they're trying to take after Fred and George... they've lost the most points out of anyone... besides you, of course..."
"Thanks, Ron. Or should I say, Sir Ron Pie Thrower of Coconut Cream Town!?"
"HARRY... Even if that made any sense, I still didn't throw the pie! They did!"
Just then, the bell rang.
"Oh, this is great!" exclaimed Harry. "Everyone hates me, and I still have no idea how they found out while I was asleep, we have Potions class, we're late for said class, and I STILL HAVE SOME WHIPPED CREAM ON MY FACE!!! And to top it all off, I still have that encounter with Malfoy to nag at the back of my head until I find out more! Oh, wait; to REALLY top it off, I missed breakfast! But that's not all; I put my jeans on inside-out! And don't forget-"
"Hey, hold on!" interrupted Ron. "Back up for a second. WHAT did you do with Malfoy last night!?"
"You know, Ron, when you say it like that, it sounds all weird and messed up."
"REALLY! We're already going to lose about all the house points we can ever gain back, you might as well tell me! Did he take a swing at you, mate? That son of a-"
"No, Ron," said Harry, effectively censoring Ron's swear, "He... oh, it's a long story, I'll tell you on the way to class." ***
A few minutes later, Harry and Ron walked into Potions amid a bunch of whispering and finger pointing.
They made it to their seats all right, however, next to Hermione, who looked at Harry very disapprovingly.
They got out their books- and then noticed something-
Snape hadn't taken any points away form them.
He was at the front of the class, holding a bag full of ice close to his head, and he seemingly didn't notice the two boys' late entry.
Malfoy, who, as always, was in the same Potions class as Harry, caught on to this pretty quickly.
"Excuse me, Professor?" he called to Snape.
"Yeah? Er, what is it, Draco?" obviously, Snape hadn't fully recovered from his head injury.
"Potter and Weasley came in late!'
"They did? Oh, well, tell them to read the pages in the- I mean on the board. Now sit down."
Yep, he definitely hadn't recovered.
Malfoy, much to Harry, Ron, and Hermione's amusement, seemed unable to close his mouth after Snape's statement. He kept his mouth wide open, aghast with shock, even as he sat down. He then turned to Harry, his mouth still wide open.
"Catching flies, Malfoy?" hissed Harry just loud enough for everyone except Snape to hear. All of the Gryffindors laughed as quietly as they could. The Slytherins just glared.
Finally, Harry and Ron pretended to read, and then passed notes to each other, and eventually, Hermione, about Harry's encounter with Malfoy last night.
As the bell rang, and everyone filed out of the class, Harry, Ron, and Hermione headed down towards Transfiguration together.
"Harry, I really think you should inform a teacher about this!" exclaimed Hermione.
"Yeah, well, what do I do?" snapped Harry. "Tell them 'sorry for being out illegally TWICE in the same night, but there's something that has a ninety percent chance of not being there that they MUST see in the RESTRICTED SECTION of the library? Oh, and sorry for going there, too, please don't take away any more house points?'"
"YES!!!"
"Hermione," said Ron, "You get a bit less sane every year."
"I don't recall asking you, Ron." Said Hermione coolly. "But, Harry, think... if this works, you might be able to GET MALFOY EXPELLED!"
Both Harry and Ron stopped and stared at Hermione at this.
"B-but, Herm..." said Ron slowly, hardly daring to believe Hermione's last sentence, "We don't even know if Malfoy's doing anything illegal! And if he was, how could we prove HE was there?"
"Simple." Said Hermione. "We stakeout. Yes, I said stakeout. Harry, I can camouflage you, since you got your invisibility cloak taken into custody by-"
"I don't want to be reminded." Said Harry. "Just... why are you so eager to break the rules?"
"Easy. I want to get Malfoy expelled too. That little... I'll get him back..."
"For what?" asked Ron.
"Who cares?" said Harry happily.
Harry was just beginning to feel the excitement of Malfoy actually getting expelled.
Just then, a third year in tears dashed by the trio, holding her nose.
"What was that all about?"
Then, they saw them. A mob of people of all ages, with different parts of their body enlarged to five times their size. They seemed to be coming from the hallway that Harry and the gang were just about to head down. This really decreased their enthusiasm of using that particular hallway, of course.
"You know," said Hermione, "Let's go... that way."
"Okay." Said Ron, heading off in a direction.
"No, Ron!" said Hermione. The opposite way!
"Oops!" said Ron. He spun around, and walked on forward.
"Ron, you're going the SAME WAY!"
"Oh!" said Ron, blushing. He went down the corridor to Transfiguration.
"Ron, that's the corridor that we were trying to AVOID!"
Harry shook his head. This wasn't going to be a very normal day.
NEXT CHAPTER: HERMIONE'S PLAN REVEALED!
AND THE REASON HERMIONE WANTS MALFOY EXPELLED REVEALED!
Hey, you, finishing this chapter! Please review! Please?
I'd like to give everyone a "thank you very much," especially-
Okay, moment's over. _
Now, onward.
Disclaimer- Surprisingly, I do not own anyone in Harry Potter.
THIS CHAPTER: Déjà vu! (Just Kidding!)
THIS CHAPTER FOR REAL: Harry Potter... puts on new socks!!!
Oh, and a whole lot of other stuff happens.
Harry Potter woke up. For a second, he thought it was still nighttime, but he saw a few golden rays of sunlight shine through his bed curtain, as was reassured it was still morning. He wasn't really eager to get up, as the dream was still on his mind. [Remember it!? ALL the way in the first chapter!] It had really left him depressed. And he still had that encounter with Malfoy in the back of his head. So, all in all, even though it was a Saturday, Harry REALLY didn't want to get out of bed.
And then Ron tore apart the curtains to Harry's bed.
"Harry, WAKE UP, mate! It's Monday morning!"
"Whaa!?"
"Yes, and not only that, you'd better be careful, as just about all of Gryffindor hates you for losing all of our house points! And if we're late to class, we can just forget about getting any more! We have Potions first! Snape never lets us in late!"
Harry really, REALLY, REAAALLLLLLY didn't want to get out of bed.
But he didn't want to lose any more house points, so he grudgingly got out of bed, pulled on some new socks, and threw on some new clothes. Sleepily picking up his books, (and narrowly avoiding picking up the Hogwarts, a History,) he walked downstairs with Ron.
And that's when the pie hit him square in the face.
Harry's initial thought when the coconut cream pie had first came into contact with his face had been- "Hmm, I wonder what flavor it is!" But then he realized that random pies hitting you in the face are grounds to get angry, not get hungry.
Throwing the pie off, blushing furiously, Harry began to scan the common room for the culprit.
There was no one there but Ron and himself... oh, and the Creevy brothers hiding behind a huge armchair.
Wait a minute...
"Ron!" shouted Harry. "What was that for!?"
"What!? Harry, have you gone mental!? The Creevys have been hitting everyone with pies for the last two weeks! I think they're trying to take after Fred and George... they've lost the most points out of anyone... besides you, of course..."
"Thanks, Ron. Or should I say, Sir Ron Pie Thrower of Coconut Cream Town!?"
"HARRY... Even if that made any sense, I still didn't throw the pie! They did!"
Just then, the bell rang.
"Oh, this is great!" exclaimed Harry. "Everyone hates me, and I still have no idea how they found out while I was asleep, we have Potions class, we're late for said class, and I STILL HAVE SOME WHIPPED CREAM ON MY FACE!!! And to top it all off, I still have that encounter with Malfoy to nag at the back of my head until I find out more! Oh, wait; to REALLY top it off, I missed breakfast! But that's not all; I put my jeans on inside-out! And don't forget-"
"Hey, hold on!" interrupted Ron. "Back up for a second. WHAT did you do with Malfoy last night!?"
"You know, Ron, when you say it like that, it sounds all weird and messed up."
"REALLY! We're already going to lose about all the house points we can ever gain back, you might as well tell me! Did he take a swing at you, mate? That son of a-"
"No, Ron," said Harry, effectively censoring Ron's swear, "He... oh, it's a long story, I'll tell you on the way to class." ***
A few minutes later, Harry and Ron walked into Potions amid a bunch of whispering and finger pointing.
They made it to their seats all right, however, next to Hermione, who looked at Harry very disapprovingly.
They got out their books- and then noticed something-
Snape hadn't taken any points away form them.
He was at the front of the class, holding a bag full of ice close to his head, and he seemingly didn't notice the two boys' late entry.
Malfoy, who, as always, was in the same Potions class as Harry, caught on to this pretty quickly.
"Excuse me, Professor?" he called to Snape.
"Yeah? Er, what is it, Draco?" obviously, Snape hadn't fully recovered from his head injury.
"Potter and Weasley came in late!'
"They did? Oh, well, tell them to read the pages in the- I mean on the board. Now sit down."
Yep, he definitely hadn't recovered.
Malfoy, much to Harry, Ron, and Hermione's amusement, seemed unable to close his mouth after Snape's statement. He kept his mouth wide open, aghast with shock, even as he sat down. He then turned to Harry, his mouth still wide open.
"Catching flies, Malfoy?" hissed Harry just loud enough for everyone except Snape to hear. All of the Gryffindors laughed as quietly as they could. The Slytherins just glared.
Finally, Harry and Ron pretended to read, and then passed notes to each other, and eventually, Hermione, about Harry's encounter with Malfoy last night.
As the bell rang, and everyone filed out of the class, Harry, Ron, and Hermione headed down towards Transfiguration together.
"Harry, I really think you should inform a teacher about this!" exclaimed Hermione.
"Yeah, well, what do I do?" snapped Harry. "Tell them 'sorry for being out illegally TWICE in the same night, but there's something that has a ninety percent chance of not being there that they MUST see in the RESTRICTED SECTION of the library? Oh, and sorry for going there, too, please don't take away any more house points?'"
"YES!!!"
"Hermione," said Ron, "You get a bit less sane every year."
"I don't recall asking you, Ron." Said Hermione coolly. "But, Harry, think... if this works, you might be able to GET MALFOY EXPELLED!"
Both Harry and Ron stopped and stared at Hermione at this.
"B-but, Herm..." said Ron slowly, hardly daring to believe Hermione's last sentence, "We don't even know if Malfoy's doing anything illegal! And if he was, how could we prove HE was there?"
"Simple." Said Hermione. "We stakeout. Yes, I said stakeout. Harry, I can camouflage you, since you got your invisibility cloak taken into custody by-"
"I don't want to be reminded." Said Harry. "Just... why are you so eager to break the rules?"
"Easy. I want to get Malfoy expelled too. That little... I'll get him back..."
"For what?" asked Ron.
"Who cares?" said Harry happily.
Harry was just beginning to feel the excitement of Malfoy actually getting expelled.
Just then, a third year in tears dashed by the trio, holding her nose.
"What was that all about?"
Then, they saw them. A mob of people of all ages, with different parts of their body enlarged to five times their size. They seemed to be coming from the hallway that Harry and the gang were just about to head down. This really decreased their enthusiasm of using that particular hallway, of course.
"You know," said Hermione, "Let's go... that way."
"Okay." Said Ron, heading off in a direction.
"No, Ron!" said Hermione. The opposite way!
"Oops!" said Ron. He spun around, and walked on forward.
"Ron, you're going the SAME WAY!"
"Oh!" said Ron, blushing. He went down the corridor to Transfiguration.
"Ron, that's the corridor that we were trying to AVOID!"
Harry shook his head. This wasn't going to be a very normal day.
NEXT CHAPTER: HERMIONE'S PLAN REVEALED!
AND THE REASON HERMIONE WANTS MALFOY EXPELLED REVEALED!
Hey, you, finishing this chapter! Please review! Please?