Chapter 7
Intervention
*Now that we know what everyone is thinking, we'll just try everyone's POV...*
As Harry sat in Potions, he was having immense difficulty with his Fireball Reducer Solution, which was a very easy potion to make...only five ingredients!
But, as he knew, he had a very good reason for being distracted.
Pansy was just another table away from him, and she was looking stunning...her regularly sniffly face beaming at everyone like the sunshine on a day where there were no clouds in sight...
There was a definite change in her since the last potions class only last Thursday, where she had started going ballistic because some of Ron's Acid Potion had gotten onto her robes and burnt a hole in the sleeve...
So, what had changed? Just her attitude, smile, radiance...and Harry had never before noticed how incredibly cute she was when she was happy. Adorable.
He smiled to himself when he could hear her laugh...it was like a chiming of bells...
Harry suddenly came back to life, which, at the moment, was getting worse and worse....Snape stood over him, wearing a twisted smile...
Oh no.
Pansy inwardly groaned as Snape smiled meanly at Harry.
She silently cursed him for being so mean to him...it was only because he had hated James Potter, Pansy knew all about that...
"Potter... I see that you are making good use of our time here..."
Snape leaned over Harry's cauldron, his face unreadable.
"Potter, we have been in this classroom for forty five minutes...and you have barely begun your solution.....I have noticed your daydreaming, Potter, I am not stupid..."
"I never said you were, sir..." Harry said in defence, but Snape waved his hand.
" I will not tolerate you talking back, Potter. Get out of my classroom...I just hope you're ready for exams on this in June...it will count very much towards your mark..."
Pansy's eyes narrowed, "Professor, please let him stay, perhaps he's tired..."
"Silence, Miss Parkinson. I will not tolerate nonsense from any of you, so get to work or go join him."
Pansy stood defiantly, "Yes, Professor, I think I will."
With that, she picked up her books, magically emptied her cauldron, and swished out the door, where Harry was heading down the hall.
"Harry!" she called, "Harry, wait!"
She ran after him, to what hoped to be an interesting day.
Ginny sat in the library, for this was her free period in the morning that she always went there to catch up on her schoolwork and gossip (when her fellow fourth years were there.)
As she read up on magical fireplaces, in the book called When Floo Goes Bad , she noticed a sound, but as far as she knew, she was alone in the room...Madame Pince had gone out to fetch overdue library books, and she trusted Ginny with all her heart.
It was nothing, she decided, nothing....just the dust settling...
Then she heard it again.
She slowly stood up, and went over to the Restricted Section of the Library, where the sound seemed to be coming from.
She slowly stuck her head around the corner, and-
"AHHHHH!!!!!" she screamed, and fell to the floor.
Draco Malfoy strutted out from behind the bookcase, looking half concerned, half amused.
"Ginny, Ginny, Ginny, whatever are you doing down there?" he smiled slyly as she accepted his hand and pulled her up.
"Draco, you nearly gave me a heart attack! Why are you in here? You're supposed to be in Potions with Ron." Ginny caught her breath.
Draco smiled softly, "I had to see you...besides, I didn't feel like getting a lecture from your brother to stay away from you..." and he cupped her face in his hands and kissed her...
Ginny didn't bother to pull away...until she heard the very unpleasant sound of...
"Miss Weasley!"
Madame Pince.
Draco couldn't believe it.
He had meant to show Ginny that he did care, not get her in trouble!
Madame Pince had given them both a long lecture, then took off ten points each from their houses.
Still, the way Ginny looked on the ground after he had scared her...hair disheveled...face twisted in terror...purely adorable...
Hermione had shown up at the very end of lunch, and had taken a seat far away from Ron in Potions...
She was so embarrassed!
But furthermore, what was he thinking about it?
Did she disgust him?
Or make his heart pound?
Or just freak him out?
She had no idea, and there was nobody she could ask, either...all of her friends seemed to be changing very quickly, and she knew she was too...
She and Ron would never be the same again.
He and Hermione would never be the same again.
He knew it.
She was revolted even at the sight of him...he could tell when she didn't even say hello or make eye contact in potions...she hated the kiss....and that was what was driving him mad, was that he had enjoyed it so much, and that she had been to grossed out to say a word to him edgewise!
Girls!
*This one was a lot of fun, but I'm getting very sleepy now...seven chapters in one day can be tiring! Thanks for the reviews, I love you guys!*