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a mysterious voice that introduces hosts on TV:psst.. people are reading this you now!
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Chapter 4
The next morning the Gyrffindors were glad too see, the Slytherins weren't very happy at all. The usual glare they gave the Gryffindors looked defeated and much less confident with the bags under their eyes. All of the Gryffindors glared back.
It was the biggest staring contest of the year. The bleary-eyed Slytherins stared blankly not being able to concentrate on glowering, while the Gryffindors leered triumphantly. The table arrangements, due to a sequence of a few brutal conflicts between two particular houses, were from the left when you entered the great hall: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin.
The poor confused Hufflepuffs were nervously looking back and forth between the Gryffindors and Slytherins from their uncomfortable positions. The Ravenclaws were swapping rumors about what happened, since a few of the Ravenclaws were distant friends with some Gryffindors, while curiously waiting for something wondrous to occur between the two most remarkable houses. Nevertheless, they were way off, on account of a new pride and allegiance within the Gryffindor house. All in all, the Great Hall was very quiet that breakfast.
Breakfast didn't last very long because the Slytherins quickly grew tired of sitting there being humiliated in front of the school. With the Slytherins gone, there wasn't much to see anymore and soon everyone was gone and were planning their Saturday mornings.
The three namely Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all sitting outside in the hot sun not doing much of anything. Hermione, to Harry and Ron's disgust, had brought along Hogwarts, A History along thinking that it is about time that they heard it. Hermione was reading it aloud,
"Okay this is the part that I said would be useful. A secret path is said to be hidden going from Gryffindor tower to the Slytherin dungeons. That might be useful. Too bad we already know how. They'll probably change their password, though" Harry and Ron were unusually quiet. Were they listening? Hermione peered around the colossal book.
They were asleep!
Yes, they had been genuinely slumbering since the last half hour. Actually, watching them Hermione had a strong urge to drift away too, but being herself she forbid herself to think of such a thing when it was the perfect day to be reading. She layed her head on the book which was propped up on her knees and was thinking about the passageway. Why would there be a passageway. The book said that a bunch of Gryffindors had made it. Were they fighting with the Slytherins, too? She was just drowsing off when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She looked up sleepily.
"Hi, sorry did I wake you. Can I sit here? I can't find anyone else."
It was a girl. Hermione had seen her around a couple of times but didn't know her very well.
"Yeah, sure"
"I'm Phoebe. I'm in my fifth year."
"I'm Hermione. I'm in the same year. How come you aren't in any of my classes?"
"I was home-schooled, and when I joined, they tested me for my classes and all my classes are sixth year, but I'm still officially a fifth year because of my age. Guess I won't have a seventh year graduation."
Wow, someonne taking sixth year classes. Hermione would much rather talk to her than read a book to two boys who were listening to her just as much as the tree they were sitting under.
"Hey, what's up with them two" Phoebe looked at them.
"The poor dears wore themselves out studying all night long. They were just taking a break to relax while I read to them. And the sweet imbecile darlings were just too exhausted and now are sleeping like angels"
"Really?"
Hermione plucked some grass and sprinkled them onto Ron's face.
"No"
Phoebe laughed.
"So what are you reading"
Hermione showed her the book.
"Hey, I read that book alot, but I never found anyone to talk about it to."
They talked for awhile longer, and Harry and Ron stirred and woke up. Phoebe looked at Harry.
"Hey, you're Harry Potter," Phoebe looked around at the three of them and frowned," You're all in Gryffindor aren't you? Figures" she said as Ron rubbed his eyes groggily.
Phoebe stood up, scowling down at them.
"You really ruined our party last night but just so you know, Slytherin has always beaten Gryffindor in these things. Slytherin has always sent you smutty Gryffindor freaks clambering away."
Phoebe turned to Hermione, "I would have had a little respect for you, but you are a Gryffindor. And I'm not so sure how smart you are anyway, judging by how you hang around these dunderheads," She gestured towards Harry and Ron, who had no idea what to do besides just sitting there and look stupid when a girl you didn't know insulted you. You certainly couldn't fight them.
Hermione quickly jumped up. Sure, maybe sometimes Harry and Ron could be a bunch of ignorant numskulls who could barely care about anything that had to do with grades until it came to the time where they had to care, but they were her best friends, and she was not about to take this crap about them from a Slytherin who is dumb enough to judge people by their houses or their friends. It was just so...Slytherin-like. All of them were like that. (a/n: Listen to yourself, Hermione. Isn't that kinda sorta like what you are doing?)
"You Slytherins think you rule the school, don't you?!" Hermione screeched, " Well, guess what? Gryffindors are going to beat the crud out of you before we do it again at our match!"
Phoebe gave an infamous Slytherin glare, before turning around and heading up to the castle.
"God, she's a bad one," Harry said as they headed back to the castle to prepare for their Hogsmeade trip.
"Well, she seemed nice at first, but being a Slytherin, that obviously couldn't last very long." Hermione said shaking angrily. Hermione had an idea forming in her mind. She stopped in her tracks. Harry and Ron turned around and looked at her.
"We could have those Slytherins doing whatever we want them to."
"How?"
"Blackmail"
a mysterious voice that introduces hosts on TV:psst.. people are reading this you now!
a/n:*looks around* People? Where? *looks straight at you* Yiiikes!
mysterious voice: On with the show!
Chapter 4
The next morning the Gyrffindors were glad too see, the Slytherins weren't very happy at all. The usual glare they gave the Gryffindors looked defeated and much less confident with the bags under their eyes. All of the Gryffindors glared back.
It was the biggest staring contest of the year. The bleary-eyed Slytherins stared blankly not being able to concentrate on glowering, while the Gryffindors leered triumphantly. The table arrangements, due to a sequence of a few brutal conflicts between two particular houses, were from the left when you entered the great hall: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin.
The poor confused Hufflepuffs were nervously looking back and forth between the Gryffindors and Slytherins from their uncomfortable positions. The Ravenclaws were swapping rumors about what happened, since a few of the Ravenclaws were distant friends with some Gryffindors, while curiously waiting for something wondrous to occur between the two most remarkable houses. Nevertheless, they were way off, on account of a new pride and allegiance within the Gryffindor house. All in all, the Great Hall was very quiet that breakfast.
Breakfast didn't last very long because the Slytherins quickly grew tired of sitting there being humiliated in front of the school. With the Slytherins gone, there wasn't much to see anymore and soon everyone was gone and were planning their Saturday mornings.
The three namely Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all sitting outside in the hot sun not doing much of anything. Hermione, to Harry and Ron's disgust, had brought along Hogwarts, A History along thinking that it is about time that they heard it. Hermione was reading it aloud,
"Okay this is the part that I said would be useful. A secret path is said to be hidden going from Gryffindor tower to the Slytherin dungeons. That might be useful. Too bad we already know how. They'll probably change their password, though" Harry and Ron were unusually quiet. Were they listening? Hermione peered around the colossal book.
They were asleep!
Yes, they had been genuinely slumbering since the last half hour. Actually, watching them Hermione had a strong urge to drift away too, but being herself she forbid herself to think of such a thing when it was the perfect day to be reading. She layed her head on the book which was propped up on her knees and was thinking about the passageway. Why would there be a passageway. The book said that a bunch of Gryffindors had made it. Were they fighting with the Slytherins, too? She was just drowsing off when she felt a tap on her shoulder. She looked up sleepily.
"Hi, sorry did I wake you. Can I sit here? I can't find anyone else."
It was a girl. Hermione had seen her around a couple of times but didn't know her very well.
"Yeah, sure"
"I'm Phoebe. I'm in my fifth year."
"I'm Hermione. I'm in the same year. How come you aren't in any of my classes?"
"I was home-schooled, and when I joined, they tested me for my classes and all my classes are sixth year, but I'm still officially a fifth year because of my age. Guess I won't have a seventh year graduation."
Wow, someonne taking sixth year classes. Hermione would much rather talk to her than read a book to two boys who were listening to her just as much as the tree they were sitting under.
"Hey, what's up with them two" Phoebe looked at them.
"The poor dears wore themselves out studying all night long. They were just taking a break to relax while I read to them. And the sweet imbecile darlings were just too exhausted and now are sleeping like angels"
"Really?"
Hermione plucked some grass and sprinkled them onto Ron's face.
"No"
Phoebe laughed.
"So what are you reading"
Hermione showed her the book.
"Hey, I read that book alot, but I never found anyone to talk about it to."
They talked for awhile longer, and Harry and Ron stirred and woke up. Phoebe looked at Harry.
"Hey, you're Harry Potter," Phoebe looked around at the three of them and frowned," You're all in Gryffindor aren't you? Figures" she said as Ron rubbed his eyes groggily.
Phoebe stood up, scowling down at them.
"You really ruined our party last night but just so you know, Slytherin has always beaten Gryffindor in these things. Slytherin has always sent you smutty Gryffindor freaks clambering away."
Phoebe turned to Hermione, "I would have had a little respect for you, but you are a Gryffindor. And I'm not so sure how smart you are anyway, judging by how you hang around these dunderheads," She gestured towards Harry and Ron, who had no idea what to do besides just sitting there and look stupid when a girl you didn't know insulted you. You certainly couldn't fight them.
Hermione quickly jumped up. Sure, maybe sometimes Harry and Ron could be a bunch of ignorant numskulls who could barely care about anything that had to do with grades until it came to the time where they had to care, but they were her best friends, and she was not about to take this crap about them from a Slytherin who is dumb enough to judge people by their houses or their friends. It was just so...Slytherin-like. All of them were like that. (a/n: Listen to yourself, Hermione. Isn't that kinda sorta like what you are doing?)
"You Slytherins think you rule the school, don't you?!" Hermione screeched, " Well, guess what? Gryffindors are going to beat the crud out of you before we do it again at our match!"
Phoebe gave an infamous Slytherin glare, before turning around and heading up to the castle.
"God, she's a bad one," Harry said as they headed back to the castle to prepare for their Hogsmeade trip.
"Well, she seemed nice at first, but being a Slytherin, that obviously couldn't last very long." Hermione said shaking angrily. Hermione had an idea forming in her mind. She stopped in her tracks. Harry and Ron turned around and looked at her.
"We could have those Slytherins doing whatever we want them to."
"How?"
"Blackmail"