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Rowling or Warner Bros.
Rated 'R' for language and sexual situations
CHAPTER FOUR
Quidditch, the way it should be.
Everyone woke bright and early until the Gryffindors realised they had Potions with Snape. Snape had become even more of a git towards them since they have become friendly with Slytherins.
"Potter I will have you sitting next to a girl, preferably Granger, no one could possibly be attracted to her," said Snape.
"Well actually," Seamus started before Dean nudged him to shut up.
"Today we will be making truth potions. The person, who makes the worst potion," he said looking directly at Neville, "will have to drink it in front of the whole class while we have a little entertainment."
They all continued to make their potions until five minutes before the bell. Neville's, of course, was bright green while Jess' was red after Snape purposely dropped a newt eye in.
"Well, it seems we have a new winner for who can make the worst potion in the class. While nearly every other potion was orange Jessica managed to make a red potion. Let's see what happens...Jess come up the front."
Jess hesitantly got out of her seat and walked up the front taking the potion from Snape's hand.
Well here goes nothing its not like he's going to ask who I like and it will only last half and hour, I think, Jess thought
. She brought the glass to her lips and took a tiny sip of the red liquid.
"Let's see what the result is. Miss Baan what do you think of me?" Snape asked.
"You are a complete dickhead with greasy hair and we all know you find Harry extremely attractive which is why you constantly punish and harass him," said Jess quickly, she couldn't believe that had come out of her mouth.
"I'll have you know MISS BAAN that Harry Potter is nothing more than a piece of scum I scrape off my shoe."
Draco looked at Snape and gave one of his famous evil death glares while Harry just sat there, mouth open. Suddenly everyone hated Scumbag Snape and everyone was giving him Malfoy death glares, even Neville.
At lunchtime Hermione was not to be seen until Fred asked where his gorgeous girlfriend was and started looking for her in the library. All through lunch Jess was mouthing off at Filch and Mrs. Norris and plotting evil schemes and pranks to pull off. Jess' truth potion had lasted a lot longer than expected and it didn't look like it was going to finish any time soon.
It was early afternoon as Megan, Hayley, Jess and the rest of the Quidditch team and spectators walked towards the Quidditch stadium. Hayley, Jess, Dean, Harry and Ron went and got changed while Megan and Draco found a seat in the stands immediately starting up a conversation about fashion.
"Those shoes totally bring out the colour of the Gryffindor scarf," complimented Draco.
"Thanks. You and Harry know the latest trends," said Megan.
"Well we're actually thinking about starting a 'Queer Eye for the Hogwarts Straight Guy.'"
"Yeah I'm starting a girl's fashion club, some people need serious make overs, Millicent Bullstrode comes to mind." Draco giggled frantically.
Just as Megan and Draco finished their conversation, Fred, George and Oliver entered the stadium. Everyone cheered as they announced themselves as the new Quidditch coaches.
Jess whispered to Dean "who's that hot Scottish guy walking in now?"
"My ears are burning and I can hear you!" Seamus muttered.
Hayley flew over to Jess. "That's Oliver Wood, one of our new Quidditch coaches. Shut up Seamus, you know she is under influence from a truth potion. If you ask her one question that will embarrass her in front of everyone, I'll curse you so bad that you'll be knocked into next week!" Seamus flew away scared.
Training began, and all that could be heard from the stands was Jess' insults towards every member in the team-except Oliver Wood of course. All through training, Oliver couldn't keep his eyes off Jess. He liked Jess' bitchy side and he had a funny tingling sensation in his pants.
As training finished, Seamus was bursting to publicly humiliate Jess.
"Hey Jess! Who do you have the hots for?" He giggled to himself. It was obvious. Jess looked over at Seamus.
"Oliver Wood, crap, shouldn't have said that. He's soooo hot, shouldn't have said that either. I HATE SNAPE AND HIS POTION CLASS!"
Her face turned red as Oliver looked up hopefully. Hayley chased Seamus out of the stadium with her wand out pointed at his...ahem. Seamus' little Irish ass had never ran so fast in his entire life. Jess and Oliver were left alone. Oliver looked at the floor nervously.
"I'll ask you again tomorrow when the truth potion has worn off"
Just to hope my dreams have come true.
Jess didn't know what to say as Oliver offered to escort her back to the castle.
* * * *
Meanwhile, back in the Gryffindor bedrooms, loud noises were coming from Hayley and Dean's bed. The room was getting very hot and steamy. The windows were fogging up...a lot. At the same time, Megan and Ron lying in the lake outside together. Megan ran her fingers through Ron's orange hair. "Oh Ron" she said as they both slipped off their uniforms...
CHAPTER FOUR
Quidditch, the way it should be.
Everyone woke bright and early until the Gryffindors realised they had Potions with Snape. Snape had become even more of a git towards them since they have become friendly with Slytherins.
"Potter I will have you sitting next to a girl, preferably Granger, no one could possibly be attracted to her," said Snape.
"Well actually," Seamus started before Dean nudged him to shut up.
"Today we will be making truth potions. The person, who makes the worst potion," he said looking directly at Neville, "will have to drink it in front of the whole class while we have a little entertainment."
They all continued to make their potions until five minutes before the bell. Neville's, of course, was bright green while Jess' was red after Snape purposely dropped a newt eye in.
"Well, it seems we have a new winner for who can make the worst potion in the class. While nearly every other potion was orange Jessica managed to make a red potion. Let's see what happens...Jess come up the front."
Jess hesitantly got out of her seat and walked up the front taking the potion from Snape's hand.
Well here goes nothing its not like he's going to ask who I like and it will only last half and hour, I think, Jess thought
. She brought the glass to her lips and took a tiny sip of the red liquid.
"Let's see what the result is. Miss Baan what do you think of me?" Snape asked.
"You are a complete dickhead with greasy hair and we all know you find Harry extremely attractive which is why you constantly punish and harass him," said Jess quickly, she couldn't believe that had come out of her mouth.
"I'll have you know MISS BAAN that Harry Potter is nothing more than a piece of scum I scrape off my shoe."
Draco looked at Snape and gave one of his famous evil death glares while Harry just sat there, mouth open. Suddenly everyone hated Scumbag Snape and everyone was giving him Malfoy death glares, even Neville.
At lunchtime Hermione was not to be seen until Fred asked where his gorgeous girlfriend was and started looking for her in the library. All through lunch Jess was mouthing off at Filch and Mrs. Norris and plotting evil schemes and pranks to pull off. Jess' truth potion had lasted a lot longer than expected and it didn't look like it was going to finish any time soon.
It was early afternoon as Megan, Hayley, Jess and the rest of the Quidditch team and spectators walked towards the Quidditch stadium. Hayley, Jess, Dean, Harry and Ron went and got changed while Megan and Draco found a seat in the stands immediately starting up a conversation about fashion.
"Those shoes totally bring out the colour of the Gryffindor scarf," complimented Draco.
"Thanks. You and Harry know the latest trends," said Megan.
"Well we're actually thinking about starting a 'Queer Eye for the Hogwarts Straight Guy.'"
"Yeah I'm starting a girl's fashion club, some people need serious make overs, Millicent Bullstrode comes to mind." Draco giggled frantically.
Just as Megan and Draco finished their conversation, Fred, George and Oliver entered the stadium. Everyone cheered as they announced themselves as the new Quidditch coaches.
Jess whispered to Dean "who's that hot Scottish guy walking in now?"
"My ears are burning and I can hear you!" Seamus muttered.
Hayley flew over to Jess. "That's Oliver Wood, one of our new Quidditch coaches. Shut up Seamus, you know she is under influence from a truth potion. If you ask her one question that will embarrass her in front of everyone, I'll curse you so bad that you'll be knocked into next week!" Seamus flew away scared.
Training began, and all that could be heard from the stands was Jess' insults towards every member in the team-except Oliver Wood of course. All through training, Oliver couldn't keep his eyes off Jess. He liked Jess' bitchy side and he had a funny tingling sensation in his pants.
As training finished, Seamus was bursting to publicly humiliate Jess.
"Hey Jess! Who do you have the hots for?" He giggled to himself. It was obvious. Jess looked over at Seamus.
"Oliver Wood, crap, shouldn't have said that. He's soooo hot, shouldn't have said that either. I HATE SNAPE AND HIS POTION CLASS!"
Her face turned red as Oliver looked up hopefully. Hayley chased Seamus out of the stadium with her wand out pointed at his...ahem. Seamus' little Irish ass had never ran so fast in his entire life. Jess and Oliver were left alone. Oliver looked at the floor nervously.
"I'll ask you again tomorrow when the truth potion has worn off"
Just to hope my dreams have come true.
Jess didn't know what to say as Oliver offered to escort her back to the castle.
* * * *
Meanwhile, back in the Gryffindor bedrooms, loud noises were coming from Hayley and Dean's bed. The room was getting very hot and steamy. The windows were fogging up...a lot. At the same time, Megan and Ron lying in the lake outside together. Megan ran her fingers through Ron's orange hair. "Oh Ron" she said as they both slipped off their uniforms...