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Plot of this fanfic.
The Game (In which a lot is revealed)
~ Chapter 2~
Harry and Ron sat in their favourite chairs by the fire in the Gryffindor common room, waiting for the girls. "How long do those girls take! We're just going down to dinner! They don't have to get dressed up like it's the Yule Ball!" complained Ron. "Does Ginny usually take this long?" asked Harry. "Well, up until the start of this year she didn't, but now she takes ages! She took 45 minutes to get ready to go to Diagon Alley to get our school stuff!" said Ron exasperatedly. "Hmmm... I don't see why... They don't wear make-up..." Harry said. "Harry, we are wizards and they are witches. They probably use beauty spells and stuff, and even for Hermione they can take ages to do." Ron answered. "How do you know all this?" asked Harry, "You have five brothers!" "Yes, but I also have a mum and a sister." replied Ron. "Oooh, I see..." said Harry. At that point Hermione and Ginny came down the stairs. "As I was saying, you need to point your wand at the skin you want to cleanse and moisturise before you say the incantation, not afterwards." Hermione was saying as they walked down the last couple of stairs. "Oh, so that's why my nose flew off... Thanks for fixing it on again, I don't think I could-"Ginny stopped short and stared at Harry. "Hi Hermione. Hello Ginny." Harry said politely, looking at Ginny. He hadn't realised how pretty she had gotten lately. Those eyes were so beautiful, he thought. He realised he was staring at her, so he quickly looked at Hermione. At that same moment, Ron was having exactly the same thoughts about Hermione. I love that brown hair, he thought to himself. All four of them looked uncomfortably at one another before Hermione spoke. "Let's get down to the Hall, I want to see what They've put on the Christmas trees this year. They all trooped out of the portrait hole and walked down the stairs. Some steps were very slippery because Peeves had melted some of the icicles that hung from the bannisters. When they walked into the Hall they gasped. It was superbly decorated with more icicles hanging from the thousands of floating candle holders and magical clouds were floating towards the top of the hall, forming different Christmas figures such as holly and Christmas stockings and trees. Every now and then they would all join into one massive Santa's head and a huge bellowing "Ho ho ho!" was heard. Fleur had obviously had her input as the new French teacher, (Dumbledore had thought that extra languages could help them in their studies) as woodnymphs were serenading everyone as they drank their pumpkin juice and waited for Dumbledore's speech. As there was only about twenty other students staying at Hogwarts over the holidays, the House tables had been moved to the sides of the hall and several smaller tables were scattered around, each set for six. All the tables were taken except for one, which had two people. As they drew nearer they realised with a sigh that they were none other than Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy. "Fabulous. Christmas dinner with the Slytherins..." muttered Harry darkly. "Come now, everyone! Get seated!" Dumbledore called cheerfully down at them all from the teachers table. Harry and Ron sat down together at the opposite side of the table from Draco and Pansy, so Hermione sat between Ron and, to her disgust, Pansy. Ginny then had no other choice but to sit between Harry and Draco. Ron and Harry gave Draco and Pansy dark looks, and received even darker ones in return. "Let's eat!" Dumbledore called jovially at them, and the plates in front of them magically filled with food. They started eating and talking, but after about ten minutes, Ginny felt a hand on her robe covered knee. She gave Harry a smile and looked down at the hand. But it was too pale to be Harry's. That meant one thing. It was Draco's.
He he he, didn't see that one coming, did you? Anyway, I'll update soon! Lurv Verity! : -)
Plot of this fanfic.
The Game (In which a lot is revealed)
~ Chapter 2~
Harry and Ron sat in their favourite chairs by the fire in the Gryffindor common room, waiting for the girls. "How long do those girls take! We're just going down to dinner! They don't have to get dressed up like it's the Yule Ball!" complained Ron. "Does Ginny usually take this long?" asked Harry. "Well, up until the start of this year she didn't, but now she takes ages! She took 45 minutes to get ready to go to Diagon Alley to get our school stuff!" said Ron exasperatedly. "Hmmm... I don't see why... They don't wear make-up..." Harry said. "Harry, we are wizards and they are witches. They probably use beauty spells and stuff, and even for Hermione they can take ages to do." Ron answered. "How do you know all this?" asked Harry, "You have five brothers!" "Yes, but I also have a mum and a sister." replied Ron. "Oooh, I see..." said Harry. At that point Hermione and Ginny came down the stairs. "As I was saying, you need to point your wand at the skin you want to cleanse and moisturise before you say the incantation, not afterwards." Hermione was saying as they walked down the last couple of stairs. "Oh, so that's why my nose flew off... Thanks for fixing it on again, I don't think I could-"Ginny stopped short and stared at Harry. "Hi Hermione. Hello Ginny." Harry said politely, looking at Ginny. He hadn't realised how pretty she had gotten lately. Those eyes were so beautiful, he thought. He realised he was staring at her, so he quickly looked at Hermione. At that same moment, Ron was having exactly the same thoughts about Hermione. I love that brown hair, he thought to himself. All four of them looked uncomfortably at one another before Hermione spoke. "Let's get down to the Hall, I want to see what They've put on the Christmas trees this year. They all trooped out of the portrait hole and walked down the stairs. Some steps were very slippery because Peeves had melted some of the icicles that hung from the bannisters. When they walked into the Hall they gasped. It was superbly decorated with more icicles hanging from the thousands of floating candle holders and magical clouds were floating towards the top of the hall, forming different Christmas figures such as holly and Christmas stockings and trees. Every now and then they would all join into one massive Santa's head and a huge bellowing "Ho ho ho!" was heard. Fleur had obviously had her input as the new French teacher, (Dumbledore had thought that extra languages could help them in their studies) as woodnymphs were serenading everyone as they drank their pumpkin juice and waited for Dumbledore's speech. As there was only about twenty other students staying at Hogwarts over the holidays, the House tables had been moved to the sides of the hall and several smaller tables were scattered around, each set for six. All the tables were taken except for one, which had two people. As they drew nearer they realised with a sigh that they were none other than Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy. "Fabulous. Christmas dinner with the Slytherins..." muttered Harry darkly. "Come now, everyone! Get seated!" Dumbledore called cheerfully down at them all from the teachers table. Harry and Ron sat down together at the opposite side of the table from Draco and Pansy, so Hermione sat between Ron and, to her disgust, Pansy. Ginny then had no other choice but to sit between Harry and Draco. Ron and Harry gave Draco and Pansy dark looks, and received even darker ones in return. "Let's eat!" Dumbledore called jovially at them, and the plates in front of them magically filled with food. They started eating and talking, but after about ten minutes, Ginny felt a hand on her robe covered knee. She gave Harry a smile and looked down at the hand. But it was too pale to be Harry's. That meant one thing. It was Draco's.
He he he, didn't see that one coming, did you? Anyway, I'll update soon! Lurv Verity! : -)