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A/N: omg...i am soooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry for taking so long to put this chapter up...but i've been so busy with everything lately...i juss started school just last week...and i've been doubly busy with my cuzinz wedding! congrats you guys! have funn in mexico! and WOW wuh a party that was!! talk about DANCING!!! ne wayz i'm rushing to get this chapter up...so no personal thank you's this chapter around...but i love y'all sooooo much for reviewing and actually liking my stories! *hugs reviewers* all your reviews are read and VERY much appreciated...and only inspire me to continue writing! thanx a lot you guys and don't forget to review this chapter if you want to read more! Enjoy this chapter!
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It was Sunday afternoon, the last day of the Spring Break, and Draco had a quidditch practise, leaving Hermione alone and wondering what to do. She hadn't seen Harry not Ron much since their return Thursday night, as they had been practising with their own quidditch team, so she decided to go find them.
"Fairy Fizz," Hermione said the password, entering the near empty common room.
' I wonder where everyone is?' Hermione thought to herself as she headed up to the girls dormitory.
"Ginny? Are you in there?" Hermione knocked on the closed door. Ginny came out, a smile appearing on her face.
"Hello Hermione! Come in," Ginny greeted, opening the door wider.
"That's ok Ginny. Listen have you seen either Harry or Ron?"
"They went out for quidditch practise about an hour ago," Ginny told Hermione. Hermione's eyes went wide.
"But Dr-Malfoy just went out for quidditch a few minutes ago!"
"How do you know?" Ginny eyed her.
"He left our common room with his broom and practice robes," Hermione answered. The two girls looked at each other, both knowing what the other was thinking.
"Let's go," Ginny said, grabbing a sweater and closing her door. They walked at a quick pace outside to the quidditch pitch where the two teams were facing each other, both captains nose to nose.
"We were here first Malfoy," Harry sneered, "We've had the pitch booked for today since last week."
"Isn't that just too bad then eh Potter?" Draco mocked sympathy.
"Bug off Malfoy," Ron stepped up beside Harry.
"Of for the love of Merlin, what are YOU going to do Weasley? Cast an Unforgivable Curse at me?" Draco laughed.
"Oh wait! No you couldn't, because then your dear old Daddy would get fired from his job at the Minestry...then what would your family do? Live out in the dumps? Oops, I forgot, you're already living there!" Malfoy kept going, his team howling with laughter. Ron's face turned bright red as he lunged for Malfoy. Hermione sprinted and caught Ron before he could hit Malfoy. Hermione and Harry held Ron back.
"Don't do it Ron," she said, turning around to glare at Draco. Malfoy didn't say anything, but threw a look at Harry.
"We've got signed permission from Professor Snape," Draco snarled.
"We've got a signed permission from Madam Hooch," Harry shot back. As if right on cue, Madam Hooch came scurrying across the pitch.
"What ever is the problem?" She asked, looking at both captains.
"We've got the pitch," Harry said.
"Professor Snape said we could use the pitch," Draco answered.
"Well Mr. Malfoy, couldn't you wait until Mr. Potter is done?" Madam Hooch questioned.
"No, some people have other things to do," Draco answered.
"Couldn't you re-schedule?"
"See above answer," Draco sneered.
"Well, Mr. Potter, are you done here?" Madam Hooch turned to Harry.
"No, we just got started," was his answer.
"Very well," Madam Hooch sighed and raised her wand.
"Divious Champis!" She commanded. The pitch suddenly split into two, a thick fern wall seperating the two halves.
"This'll do," she said, leaving the two teams standing there.
"We've got this side," Malfoy claimed.
"Fine," Harry growled. The Gryffindor team, as well as Hermione and Ginny, headed to the other side of the fern wall.
By dinner, the two teams were finished practising and headed straight to the Great Hall. Hermione sat herself purposely beside Ron, which also had a perfect view of the Slytherin table. Hermione, Harry and Ron talked about how the job convention went. While waiting for dessert, Ron placed his arm around Hermione's shoulders and scooted closer to her. Hermione glanced over at the Slytherin table, where Draco's eyes flashed dangerously with jealousy. He got up abruptly and stormed out of the Great Hall. Hermione waited a few moments then got up to follow him.
"Where are you going?" Ron asked, his voice dripping with disappointment.
"I just remembered something I forgot to do," she lied, saying good night to her two best friends. She entered her common room to see Draco step out of the bathroom.
"So what was that all about?" He sneered.
"What?" She snarled.
"You and Ron being all lovey-dovey," Draco said, his voice raising slightly.
"We were NOT lovey-dovey!"
"Sure you weren't, and that's why he had his hands all over you," he said.
"How DARE you!!" She screamed, "How DARE you say that after what you said about him back at the quidditch pitch!"
She saw the look on his face, but kept on going.
"He's one of my best friends, and you had the NERVE to say what you did, and when I was right THERE!"
"One of your BEST friends?!" He snapped, "After ignoring you for 2 months, he's still your BEST friend?!"
"He DIDN'T ignore me! He gave me SPACE!"
"SPACE?! iS that the PATHETIC excuse he gave you? Every guy uses that excuse!!" Draco yelled. Hermione didn't say a word, her eyes slowly welling up. Draco's eyes softened up.
"I'm so sorry Hermione," he said moving closer to her.
"You know what Potter, Weasley and I don't get along," he told her.
"I know," she said, "But he didn't do anything to you today."
"You're right," he pulled her towards him, wrapping his arms around her tightly, kissing her softly on her head. They stood there for what seemed like hours, Hermione quietly forgiving Draco.
Back in classes that March Monday morning wasn't a very pleasent one, as Snape seemed to be really tough on all his NEWT classes.
"This is the last term before graduation," Snape began, "Many of you are doing miserable as it is, "Snape looked at Neville, who looked away from the piercing stare of the Professor, "I will not go easy on you, as this term is filled with tasks more difficult than one you can imagine. I expect you all to keep up, if that is at all possible," he turned to glare at Harry, "Or else I will be forced to kick you out of my class, " he finished with an evil smirk.
"He can't do that," Harry muttered to Ron. Snape turned on a dime to face Harry.
"Try me Mr Potter, try me," Snape's eyes met Harry's with a chappenge. Due to that remark, Snape docked off 10 points from Gryffindor, which eventually ended up as a loss of 35 points by the end of class. Along with a weeks work of Potions papers, the Gryffindors trugded back to their tower; not ready to tackle the growing pile of homework.
"This is hopeless," Ron sighed, tossing his feather pen atop the stack of papers.
"I know," Harry agreed.
"I wish Hermione was still here," Ron said. Harry eyed his best friend.
"What's going on with you two lately?" Harry was careful in asking the question. Ron blushed slightly before answering.
"I don't know," he answered truthfully. Although Harry wasn't satisfied with that answer, he didn't push the subject any further.
"Her, wanna go down to the kitchen for a snack?" Harry suggested, his stomach growling quietly.
"Sure," Ron's eyes lit up with the idea of leaving his schoolwork.
"Down in the kitchen, the always grateful Dobby was pleased to see his two favourite wizards.
"Harry Potter! Dobby is always delighted to see Harry Potter sir!" Dobby greeted cheerfully.
"Hello Dobby!" Harry smiled.
"Hiya there Dobby!" Ron said, coming out from behind Harry.
"Hello Ronald Weasley! Always a pleasure for Dobby to soee Ron Weasley too!" Dobby brought out two stools from Ron and Harry.
"Whatcha got cooking?" Ron curiously asked.
"Getting ready for dinner sir. Would sir and Harry Potter like some pumpking pie?" Dobby asked.
"Sure Dobby!" Ron and Harry exclaimed. Dobby scurried about the kitched , bringing back two small plates of pumpkin pie.
"Thanks Dobby!" Ron said, eagerly taking a bite out of the pie.
"Yeah, thanks Dobby!" Harry said. Dobby beamed, then excused himself as he was still needed in the kitchen. Halfway through his slice, Harry got up for a glass of water. As Harry brought up the glass to his lips, a sharp twitching pain errupted in his scar. Glass shattered and the water oozed its way through the cracks as Harry dropped the glass and reached for his scar.
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ohhhhhhhhh...Harry's scar...*gasp* what's gonna happen next? if you want to know what...juss review and find out! faster your review, faster i put up the next chapter!!!!!!!!!! luv y'all! ciao! (if anyone has questions or suggestions...plz feel free to e-mail me at babyt_3@hotmail.com ... but please tell me that you're from ff.net in the subject title, so i don't confuse it for junk mail) thanx!!!!!
-Baby T
A/N: omg...i am soooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry for taking so long to put this chapter up...but i've been so busy with everything lately...i juss started school just last week...and i've been doubly busy with my cuzinz wedding! congrats you guys! have funn in mexico! and WOW wuh a party that was!! talk about DANCING!!! ne wayz i'm rushing to get this chapter up...so no personal thank you's this chapter around...but i love y'all sooooo much for reviewing and actually liking my stories! *hugs reviewers* all your reviews are read and VERY much appreciated...and only inspire me to continue writing! thanx a lot you guys and don't forget to review this chapter if you want to read more! Enjoy this chapter!
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It was Sunday afternoon, the last day of the Spring Break, and Draco had a quidditch practise, leaving Hermione alone and wondering what to do. She hadn't seen Harry not Ron much since their return Thursday night, as they had been practising with their own quidditch team, so she decided to go find them.
"Fairy Fizz," Hermione said the password, entering the near empty common room.
' I wonder where everyone is?' Hermione thought to herself as she headed up to the girls dormitory.
"Ginny? Are you in there?" Hermione knocked on the closed door. Ginny came out, a smile appearing on her face.
"Hello Hermione! Come in," Ginny greeted, opening the door wider.
"That's ok Ginny. Listen have you seen either Harry or Ron?"
"They went out for quidditch practise about an hour ago," Ginny told Hermione. Hermione's eyes went wide.
"But Dr-Malfoy just went out for quidditch a few minutes ago!"
"How do you know?" Ginny eyed her.
"He left our common room with his broom and practice robes," Hermione answered. The two girls looked at each other, both knowing what the other was thinking.
"Let's go," Ginny said, grabbing a sweater and closing her door. They walked at a quick pace outside to the quidditch pitch where the two teams were facing each other, both captains nose to nose.
"We were here first Malfoy," Harry sneered, "We've had the pitch booked for today since last week."
"Isn't that just too bad then eh Potter?" Draco mocked sympathy.
"Bug off Malfoy," Ron stepped up beside Harry.
"Of for the love of Merlin, what are YOU going to do Weasley? Cast an Unforgivable Curse at me?" Draco laughed.
"Oh wait! No you couldn't, because then your dear old Daddy would get fired from his job at the Minestry...then what would your family do? Live out in the dumps? Oops, I forgot, you're already living there!" Malfoy kept going, his team howling with laughter. Ron's face turned bright red as he lunged for Malfoy. Hermione sprinted and caught Ron before he could hit Malfoy. Hermione and Harry held Ron back.
"Don't do it Ron," she said, turning around to glare at Draco. Malfoy didn't say anything, but threw a look at Harry.
"We've got signed permission from Professor Snape," Draco snarled.
"We've got a signed permission from Madam Hooch," Harry shot back. As if right on cue, Madam Hooch came scurrying across the pitch.
"What ever is the problem?" She asked, looking at both captains.
"We've got the pitch," Harry said.
"Professor Snape said we could use the pitch," Draco answered.
"Well Mr. Malfoy, couldn't you wait until Mr. Potter is done?" Madam Hooch questioned.
"No, some people have other things to do," Draco answered.
"Couldn't you re-schedule?"
"See above answer," Draco sneered.
"Well, Mr. Potter, are you done here?" Madam Hooch turned to Harry.
"No, we just got started," was his answer.
"Very well," Madam Hooch sighed and raised her wand.
"Divious Champis!" She commanded. The pitch suddenly split into two, a thick fern wall seperating the two halves.
"This'll do," she said, leaving the two teams standing there.
"We've got this side," Malfoy claimed.
"Fine," Harry growled. The Gryffindor team, as well as Hermione and Ginny, headed to the other side of the fern wall.
By dinner, the two teams were finished practising and headed straight to the Great Hall. Hermione sat herself purposely beside Ron, which also had a perfect view of the Slytherin table. Hermione, Harry and Ron talked about how the job convention went. While waiting for dessert, Ron placed his arm around Hermione's shoulders and scooted closer to her. Hermione glanced over at the Slytherin table, where Draco's eyes flashed dangerously with jealousy. He got up abruptly and stormed out of the Great Hall. Hermione waited a few moments then got up to follow him.
"Where are you going?" Ron asked, his voice dripping with disappointment.
"I just remembered something I forgot to do," she lied, saying good night to her two best friends. She entered her common room to see Draco step out of the bathroom.
"So what was that all about?" He sneered.
"What?" She snarled.
"You and Ron being all lovey-dovey," Draco said, his voice raising slightly.
"We were NOT lovey-dovey!"
"Sure you weren't, and that's why he had his hands all over you," he said.
"How DARE you!!" She screamed, "How DARE you say that after what you said about him back at the quidditch pitch!"
She saw the look on his face, but kept on going.
"He's one of my best friends, and you had the NERVE to say what you did, and when I was right THERE!"
"One of your BEST friends?!" He snapped, "After ignoring you for 2 months, he's still your BEST friend?!"
"He DIDN'T ignore me! He gave me SPACE!"
"SPACE?! iS that the PATHETIC excuse he gave you? Every guy uses that excuse!!" Draco yelled. Hermione didn't say a word, her eyes slowly welling up. Draco's eyes softened up.
"I'm so sorry Hermione," he said moving closer to her.
"You know what Potter, Weasley and I don't get along," he told her.
"I know," she said, "But he didn't do anything to you today."
"You're right," he pulled her towards him, wrapping his arms around her tightly, kissing her softly on her head. They stood there for what seemed like hours, Hermione quietly forgiving Draco.
Back in classes that March Monday morning wasn't a very pleasent one, as Snape seemed to be really tough on all his NEWT classes.
"This is the last term before graduation," Snape began, "Many of you are doing miserable as it is, "Snape looked at Neville, who looked away from the piercing stare of the Professor, "I will not go easy on you, as this term is filled with tasks more difficult than one you can imagine. I expect you all to keep up, if that is at all possible," he turned to glare at Harry, "Or else I will be forced to kick you out of my class, " he finished with an evil smirk.
"He can't do that," Harry muttered to Ron. Snape turned on a dime to face Harry.
"Try me Mr Potter, try me," Snape's eyes met Harry's with a chappenge. Due to that remark, Snape docked off 10 points from Gryffindor, which eventually ended up as a loss of 35 points by the end of class. Along with a weeks work of Potions papers, the Gryffindors trugded back to their tower; not ready to tackle the growing pile of homework.
"This is hopeless," Ron sighed, tossing his feather pen atop the stack of papers.
"I know," Harry agreed.
"I wish Hermione was still here," Ron said. Harry eyed his best friend.
"What's going on with you two lately?" Harry was careful in asking the question. Ron blushed slightly before answering.
"I don't know," he answered truthfully. Although Harry wasn't satisfied with that answer, he didn't push the subject any further.
"Her, wanna go down to the kitchen for a snack?" Harry suggested, his stomach growling quietly.
"Sure," Ron's eyes lit up with the idea of leaving his schoolwork.
"Down in the kitchen, the always grateful Dobby was pleased to see his two favourite wizards.
"Harry Potter! Dobby is always delighted to see Harry Potter sir!" Dobby greeted cheerfully.
"Hello Dobby!" Harry smiled.
"Hiya there Dobby!" Ron said, coming out from behind Harry.
"Hello Ronald Weasley! Always a pleasure for Dobby to soee Ron Weasley too!" Dobby brought out two stools from Ron and Harry.
"Whatcha got cooking?" Ron curiously asked.
"Getting ready for dinner sir. Would sir and Harry Potter like some pumpking pie?" Dobby asked.
"Sure Dobby!" Ron and Harry exclaimed. Dobby scurried about the kitched , bringing back two small plates of pumpkin pie.
"Thanks Dobby!" Ron said, eagerly taking a bite out of the pie.
"Yeah, thanks Dobby!" Harry said. Dobby beamed, then excused himself as he was still needed in the kitchen. Halfway through his slice, Harry got up for a glass of water. As Harry brought up the glass to his lips, a sharp twitching pain errupted in his scar. Glass shattered and the water oozed its way through the cracks as Harry dropped the glass and reached for his scar.
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ohhhhhhhhh...Harry's scar...*gasp* what's gonna happen next? if you want to know what...juss review and find out! faster your review, faster i put up the next chapter!!!!!!!!!! luv y'all! ciao! (if anyone has questions or suggestions...plz feel free to e-mail me at babyt_3@hotmail.com ... but please tell me that you're from ff.net in the subject title, so i don't confuse it for junk mail) thanx!!!!!
-Baby T