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borrow some stuff.
Author's Note: I still don't know where this is going, so if you have any suggestions, tell me. This chapter is shorter than the last one. I only had a few minutes to write before I left.
Virginia was beginning to suspect that someone had cursed her. Where ever she went, she either tripped, fell, or smashed into something/someone.
"Maybe you're just naturally clumsy." Madeline had suggested.
"Or maybe, SOMEBODY BLOODY CURSED ME!"
"Alright, sorry....Jeez....I was just saying..."
"I am NOT clumsy...." Virginia grumbled.
And then she tripped over her left foot and fell flat on her face.
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It was around nine or so when Virginia returned to the common room from the hospital wing. (She had fallen in the stands while she was watching Ron and Harry practice for Quiditch earlier that day and had cut her arm.) As she was walking in through the portrait hole, she heard people speaking in hushed voices. Being the curious little bugger she was, she crept behind a couch and crawled her way towards the sourch of the sound.
"Where do you think she is?" A familiar male voice said.
"I don't know. No one has seen her since last night." That one came from a girl.
"We have to talk to Dumbeldore. We need to know what's going on. Maybe we can help." Virginia knew that voice.
'Harry?' She asked herself. 'The other voices must be Ron and Hermione. Duh. Merlin I'm an idiot....What are they talking about?' But before she could hear anymore, her bad luck curse kicked in and she banged her knee against the side of the couch.
"OWWWW!!!" After a long string of colourful curses, Virginia looked up to find a red faced Ron staring back at her.
"GINNY! How much of that did you hear?"
"How much did I hear of what?"
"Don't play dumb Gin. You were eavsdropping."
"Okaaay, so I was listening. Happy now? Tell me what's going on. Who's missing? What do you know?"
"Don't worry about it Ginny." Hermione answered. "It's nothing really."
"It's never nothing with you people." Virginia retorted.
"Look Ginny," Harry began. "This is something you shouldn't get involved in. You're just too young."
If there was one thing that Virginia hated, it was being told she was "too young". All her life, people had been overprotective of her. The fact that she was the youngest and the only girl out of seven didn't help much either.
"I'M ONLY ONE YEAR YOUNGER THAN ALL OF YOU!" She shouted. "You act as though I am a baby! Well I'm not! I'm fifteen years old already!"
"Ginny, calm down." Hermione told her. "This is something you don't need to get involved in. Just go upstairs and get some rest." Hermione grabbed her arm and started leading her up the stairs. Virginia yanked her arm back, stomped up the stairs, and slammed the door to her dormitory.
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Classes resumed the next day as usual. Virginia had woken up on time that morning and she and Madeline were headed for Potions.
"Hmmm....Well. Today is gonna suck." Madeline said.
"You just figure that out genious?" Virginia answered.
"Nope. I've known it for a while now." She grinned. "I also know that your day is gonna suck a lot more than mine."
"Don't start...."
"I mean, stuck with Malfoy. Of all people!" Virginia sighed as Madeline continued. "It's just gonna be HORRIBLE. I meant, the boy hates EVERYONE. He hates you, he hates your brother, he hates your family, he hates Harry, he hates Hermione, he hates that guy in Charms...."
"He's just full of love that Malfoy..." Virginia grumbled.
"I'm really sorry Gin. But you should have picked a better number." Madeline laughed as Virginia glared at her. "Oh come on. Don't be angry. At least he's hot."
Virginia stopped walking. "You think MALFOY is hot?!"
"Yes."
Virginia just stared at her friend as though she had taken off her robes and ran around the school in the buff screaming for peace in the land of the hippos.
"What? Don't look at me like that. He may be an evil bastard. But he is a HOT evil bastard. With the hair and the chest and the pecs and the arse-"
"OKAY! I get it. You think Malfoy is hot."
"I SURE DO. Man...If only I was in Slytherin....I'd ride him like there was no tomorrow....I bet he's huge too..."
"MADELINE!" Virginia shouted, shocked.
"Ahem....Sorry." Madeline blushed and began walking faster.
They both walked the rest of the way to Potions in an uncomfurtable silence. Virginia thinking about what Madeline had said. 'I can't believe her....Malfoy...Hot? I'd rather date Professor Snape.' She sat down in her chair and waited for class to begin.
More and more students filed into the room. Among them were Malfoy and Zambini. The two boys looked around, spotted Madeline and Virgina, and strolled over to them.
"Good morning ladies." Zambini said with a smirk on his face. "How are you on this fine sunny day?"
"....."
"I don't think they like us Blaise." Malfoy said in a mock hurt tone. The two boys laughed and then turned back to the girls.
"So," Malfoy began. "Who wants to be my partner?"
Madeline threw Virginia a look, and she sighed and said, "You're going to be my partner Malfoy."
"Oooo....Maybe I was wrong Draco. I think she does like you." Zambini said. Malfoy grinned.
"Well come on then Weasley. We have to start working on our project. I haven't got all day." Virginia sat up, grabbed her things and moved over to Malfoy's cauldren. She glanced behind her and saw Zambini whispering something into Madeline's ear.
"I'm over here Weasel." Virgina turned her head back to Malfoy and glared. He smirked and began setting up the ingredients. Professor Snape walked in a moment later and sat down at his desk.
"I have work to do. So if you have any questions, too bad." He flicked his wand, and the instructions appeared on the board once more. Virginia sat quietly as Malfoy finished setting up the area.
"Well don't just sit there day dreaming about Potter, Weasley. Get up and light the fire. I'm not making this potion by myself."
Virginia glared, but obeyed. 'I might as well make the best of this.' She thought to herself.
"What do the instructions say first?" Malfoy asked.
"Umm...." Virginia glanced at the board and read aloud what it said. "Pour two tea spoons of liquid goats's bladder into the mix and stir for 5 seconds...." Malfoy reached for the liquid and poured the correct amount into the bubbling cauldren. This carried on for a few minutes. Virginia reading and passing ingridients, Malfoy pouring and stirring. Virginia thought it was all going very well, given the circumstances. 'This just might be bearable.' She thought to herself. But of course, good things never last long, and Malfoy can't go ten minutes without insulting someone.
"So Weasley, I'm curious. What is it really like to be dirt poor?" Malfoy asked her.
Virginia clenched her fists. 'Control your temper...He's just trying to get you mad so you'll lose points again....Calm down....He's just a stupid ferret....Class will be over soon....'
"Oh come on Weasley. I know you can talk. You and your friend over there never shut up."
"....."
"Fine fine....I'll ask another question. Is that your natural hair colour?"
"Yes." Virginia replied through gritted teeth.
"Well it's just lovely." He smirked at her.
"Do you enjoy pissing me off Malfoy?"
"Yes. Very much so." He chuckled at her annoyed look. "Do you know how long it will take to complete this little potion here in front of us?"
"Two and a half months."
"Right you are there Weasel. Now, you better be nice to me, or I just might have to find myself a new partner."
"I wish you would." Virginia replied.
"Oh come now. I'm not all that bad."
"No. You're worse."
"That hurts me Weasley. Right here." Malfoy put on a sad face and held his hand to his heart. Virginia snorted.
"What? I have feelings too you know."
"Will you shut up already Malfoy. I just want to finish this potion and never talk to you again."
"Well, you're going to be hearing a lot of my voice for the next two and a half months, so you might as well get used to it."
Virginia sighed and handed him the next ingridient. "That's a good girl. Just do as I say, and this just may be enjoyable."
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Virginia, Madeline, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all seated at the end of the Gryffindor table at dinner. Ron and Harry were busy stuffing there faces full of food in the most disgusting way.
"Honestly, don't you two have any manners?" Hermione asked them with a sick look on her face.
"Take it from me 'Mione, boys don't have any manners. And I would know." Madeline and Hermione giggled.
"We have to eat to build up our strength for today's match against Slytherin." Ron said, right before he shoved an entire roll into his mouth.
"Exactly." Harry agreed as he spooned a mountain of mashed potatoes onto his plate.
"With all that you're eating, you'll be too fat to even fly a broom." Madeline said as she pushed he plate away from her. Suddenly, she wasn't so hungry.
"You girls wouldn't understand." They both said through mouth fulls of steak and pumpkin juice dripping down their chins.
"You're right.....We wouldn't...." Virginia replied as Madeline gagged and Hermione ran off to the restroom.
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The roar of the crowd was so loud, Virginia was sure people in Asia could hear them. There were red, gold, green, and silver banners everywhere. People were screaming and chanting like it was the last match of the year. The teams had been practicing every chance they could get. Both refused to lose. Madeline, Virginia, and Hermione were seated as close as possible to the action. All three of them were waving Gryffindor themed flags and shouting at the top of their lungs, as was the rest of the crowd.
"GO GO GRYFFINDOR! GO GO GRYFFINDOR!"
Madame Hooch blew on her whistle and the game began. Harry zoomed up above the field. His eyes searching for any sign of the snitch. Malfoy on the other hand, was casually flying around low on the field. Both boys had a look of extreme determination on their faces.
"JOHNSON HAS THE QUAFFEL!" The voice of Lee Jordan filled the air. "SHE'S FLYING DOWN THE FIELD.....AND IT ZOOMS PAST THE SLYTHERIN KEEPER! TEN POINTS FOR GRYFFINDOR!"
The stands erupted with shouts and cheers for Johnson. "We're going to win!" Madeline shouted.
"Of course." Hermione replied. "Harry would never lose to Malfoy."
"And we all know that pisses the hell out of the little ferret." All three girls laughed.
"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?" Lee's bewildered voice asked. "MALFOY HAS CAUGHT SIGHT OF THE SNITCH?! BEFORE HARRY?!"
The entire crowd gasped. (The Slytherin side included.) It was true. Malfoy had caught site of the snitch. And he was zooming across the field, inches away from victory. People immediatly started screaming for Harry to move his arse and catch it first. He finally snapped out of his daze, and took off in the direction Malfoy was going.
The Slytherin side was going crazy, and the Gryffindors weren't acting any better. Lee's voice could barely be heard over all the shouting.
Harry was right behind Malfoy, who was trying desperately to stay ahead. The other players were no longer concerned with passing or stealing the quaffel. All of them were hanging in mid-air yelling out support for their team.
"Come on Harry!" Hermione yelled. "You can't lose to him!"
"Move Harry! Move!" Madeline was shouting.
"Don't let him win Harry! You have to beat him!" Virgina screamed at the black-haired boy bellow.
Everything was happening so fast. The two seekers were now side by side. Hands out stretched towards the flying golden ball. They zoomed underneath the stands and back out again. Both boys reached out suddenly and fell foward with a jerk. The crowd was as loud as ever. Cheers, insults, songs, and chants, were all being thrown at the two young boys on the ground. Slowly, they both stood up.
And then everything stopped.
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Author's Note: I still don't know where this is going, so if you have any suggestions, tell me. This chapter is shorter than the last one. I only had a few minutes to write before I left.
Virginia was beginning to suspect that someone had cursed her. Where ever she went, she either tripped, fell, or smashed into something/someone.
"Maybe you're just naturally clumsy." Madeline had suggested.
"Or maybe, SOMEBODY BLOODY CURSED ME!"
"Alright, sorry....Jeez....I was just saying..."
"I am NOT clumsy...." Virginia grumbled.
And then she tripped over her left foot and fell flat on her face.
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It was around nine or so when Virginia returned to the common room from the hospital wing. (She had fallen in the stands while she was watching Ron and Harry practice for Quiditch earlier that day and had cut her arm.) As she was walking in through the portrait hole, she heard people speaking in hushed voices. Being the curious little bugger she was, she crept behind a couch and crawled her way towards the sourch of the sound.
"Where do you think she is?" A familiar male voice said.
"I don't know. No one has seen her since last night." That one came from a girl.
"We have to talk to Dumbeldore. We need to know what's going on. Maybe we can help." Virginia knew that voice.
'Harry?' She asked herself. 'The other voices must be Ron and Hermione. Duh. Merlin I'm an idiot....What are they talking about?' But before she could hear anymore, her bad luck curse kicked in and she banged her knee against the side of the couch.
"OWWWW!!!" After a long string of colourful curses, Virginia looked up to find a red faced Ron staring back at her.
"GINNY! How much of that did you hear?"
"How much did I hear of what?"
"Don't play dumb Gin. You were eavsdropping."
"Okaaay, so I was listening. Happy now? Tell me what's going on. Who's missing? What do you know?"
"Don't worry about it Ginny." Hermione answered. "It's nothing really."
"It's never nothing with you people." Virginia retorted.
"Look Ginny," Harry began. "This is something you shouldn't get involved in. You're just too young."
If there was one thing that Virginia hated, it was being told she was "too young". All her life, people had been overprotective of her. The fact that she was the youngest and the only girl out of seven didn't help much either.
"I'M ONLY ONE YEAR YOUNGER THAN ALL OF YOU!" She shouted. "You act as though I am a baby! Well I'm not! I'm fifteen years old already!"
"Ginny, calm down." Hermione told her. "This is something you don't need to get involved in. Just go upstairs and get some rest." Hermione grabbed her arm and started leading her up the stairs. Virginia yanked her arm back, stomped up the stairs, and slammed the door to her dormitory.
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Classes resumed the next day as usual. Virginia had woken up on time that morning and she and Madeline were headed for Potions.
"Hmmm....Well. Today is gonna suck." Madeline said.
"You just figure that out genious?" Virginia answered.
"Nope. I've known it for a while now." She grinned. "I also know that your day is gonna suck a lot more than mine."
"Don't start...."
"I mean, stuck with Malfoy. Of all people!" Virginia sighed as Madeline continued. "It's just gonna be HORRIBLE. I meant, the boy hates EVERYONE. He hates you, he hates your brother, he hates your family, he hates Harry, he hates Hermione, he hates that guy in Charms...."
"He's just full of love that Malfoy..." Virginia grumbled.
"I'm really sorry Gin. But you should have picked a better number." Madeline laughed as Virginia glared at her. "Oh come on. Don't be angry. At least he's hot."
Virginia stopped walking. "You think MALFOY is hot?!"
"Yes."
Virginia just stared at her friend as though she had taken off her robes and ran around the school in the buff screaming for peace in the land of the hippos.
"What? Don't look at me like that. He may be an evil bastard. But he is a HOT evil bastard. With the hair and the chest and the pecs and the arse-"
"OKAY! I get it. You think Malfoy is hot."
"I SURE DO. Man...If only I was in Slytherin....I'd ride him like there was no tomorrow....I bet he's huge too..."
"MADELINE!" Virginia shouted, shocked.
"Ahem....Sorry." Madeline blushed and began walking faster.
They both walked the rest of the way to Potions in an uncomfurtable silence. Virginia thinking about what Madeline had said. 'I can't believe her....Malfoy...Hot? I'd rather date Professor Snape.' She sat down in her chair and waited for class to begin.
More and more students filed into the room. Among them were Malfoy and Zambini. The two boys looked around, spotted Madeline and Virgina, and strolled over to them.
"Good morning ladies." Zambini said with a smirk on his face. "How are you on this fine sunny day?"
"....."
"I don't think they like us Blaise." Malfoy said in a mock hurt tone. The two boys laughed and then turned back to the girls.
"So," Malfoy began. "Who wants to be my partner?"
Madeline threw Virginia a look, and she sighed and said, "You're going to be my partner Malfoy."
"Oooo....Maybe I was wrong Draco. I think she does like you." Zambini said. Malfoy grinned.
"Well come on then Weasley. We have to start working on our project. I haven't got all day." Virginia sat up, grabbed her things and moved over to Malfoy's cauldren. She glanced behind her and saw Zambini whispering something into Madeline's ear.
"I'm over here Weasel." Virgina turned her head back to Malfoy and glared. He smirked and began setting up the ingredients. Professor Snape walked in a moment later and sat down at his desk.
"I have work to do. So if you have any questions, too bad." He flicked his wand, and the instructions appeared on the board once more. Virginia sat quietly as Malfoy finished setting up the area.
"Well don't just sit there day dreaming about Potter, Weasley. Get up and light the fire. I'm not making this potion by myself."
Virginia glared, but obeyed. 'I might as well make the best of this.' She thought to herself.
"What do the instructions say first?" Malfoy asked.
"Umm...." Virginia glanced at the board and read aloud what it said. "Pour two tea spoons of liquid goats's bladder into the mix and stir for 5 seconds...." Malfoy reached for the liquid and poured the correct amount into the bubbling cauldren. This carried on for a few minutes. Virginia reading and passing ingridients, Malfoy pouring and stirring. Virginia thought it was all going very well, given the circumstances. 'This just might be bearable.' She thought to herself. But of course, good things never last long, and Malfoy can't go ten minutes without insulting someone.
"So Weasley, I'm curious. What is it really like to be dirt poor?" Malfoy asked her.
Virginia clenched her fists. 'Control your temper...He's just trying to get you mad so you'll lose points again....Calm down....He's just a stupid ferret....Class will be over soon....'
"Oh come on Weasley. I know you can talk. You and your friend over there never shut up."
"....."
"Fine fine....I'll ask another question. Is that your natural hair colour?"
"Yes." Virginia replied through gritted teeth.
"Well it's just lovely." He smirked at her.
"Do you enjoy pissing me off Malfoy?"
"Yes. Very much so." He chuckled at her annoyed look. "Do you know how long it will take to complete this little potion here in front of us?"
"Two and a half months."
"Right you are there Weasel. Now, you better be nice to me, or I just might have to find myself a new partner."
"I wish you would." Virginia replied.
"Oh come now. I'm not all that bad."
"No. You're worse."
"That hurts me Weasley. Right here." Malfoy put on a sad face and held his hand to his heart. Virginia snorted.
"What? I have feelings too you know."
"Will you shut up already Malfoy. I just want to finish this potion and never talk to you again."
"Well, you're going to be hearing a lot of my voice for the next two and a half months, so you might as well get used to it."
Virginia sighed and handed him the next ingridient. "That's a good girl. Just do as I say, and this just may be enjoyable."
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Virginia, Madeline, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were all seated at the end of the Gryffindor table at dinner. Ron and Harry were busy stuffing there faces full of food in the most disgusting way.
"Honestly, don't you two have any manners?" Hermione asked them with a sick look on her face.
"Take it from me 'Mione, boys don't have any manners. And I would know." Madeline and Hermione giggled.
"We have to eat to build up our strength for today's match against Slytherin." Ron said, right before he shoved an entire roll into his mouth.
"Exactly." Harry agreed as he spooned a mountain of mashed potatoes onto his plate.
"With all that you're eating, you'll be too fat to even fly a broom." Madeline said as she pushed he plate away from her. Suddenly, she wasn't so hungry.
"You girls wouldn't understand." They both said through mouth fulls of steak and pumpkin juice dripping down their chins.
"You're right.....We wouldn't...." Virginia replied as Madeline gagged and Hermione ran off to the restroom.
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The roar of the crowd was so loud, Virginia was sure people in Asia could hear them. There were red, gold, green, and silver banners everywhere. People were screaming and chanting like it was the last match of the year. The teams had been practicing every chance they could get. Both refused to lose. Madeline, Virginia, and Hermione were seated as close as possible to the action. All three of them were waving Gryffindor themed flags and shouting at the top of their lungs, as was the rest of the crowd.
"GO GO GRYFFINDOR! GO GO GRYFFINDOR!"
Madame Hooch blew on her whistle and the game began. Harry zoomed up above the field. His eyes searching for any sign of the snitch. Malfoy on the other hand, was casually flying around low on the field. Both boys had a look of extreme determination on their faces.
"JOHNSON HAS THE QUAFFEL!" The voice of Lee Jordan filled the air. "SHE'S FLYING DOWN THE FIELD.....AND IT ZOOMS PAST THE SLYTHERIN KEEPER! TEN POINTS FOR GRYFFINDOR!"
The stands erupted with shouts and cheers for Johnson. "We're going to win!" Madeline shouted.
"Of course." Hermione replied. "Harry would never lose to Malfoy."
"And we all know that pisses the hell out of the little ferret." All three girls laughed.
"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?" Lee's bewildered voice asked. "MALFOY HAS CAUGHT SIGHT OF THE SNITCH?! BEFORE HARRY?!"
The entire crowd gasped. (The Slytherin side included.) It was true. Malfoy had caught site of the snitch. And he was zooming across the field, inches away from victory. People immediatly started screaming for Harry to move his arse and catch it first. He finally snapped out of his daze, and took off in the direction Malfoy was going.
The Slytherin side was going crazy, and the Gryffindors weren't acting any better. Lee's voice could barely be heard over all the shouting.
Harry was right behind Malfoy, who was trying desperately to stay ahead. The other players were no longer concerned with passing or stealing the quaffel. All of them were hanging in mid-air yelling out support for their team.
"Come on Harry!" Hermione yelled. "You can't lose to him!"
"Move Harry! Move!" Madeline was shouting.
"Don't let him win Harry! You have to beat him!" Virgina screamed at the black-haired boy bellow.
Everything was happening so fast. The two seekers were now side by side. Hands out stretched towards the flying golden ball. They zoomed underneath the stands and back out again. Both boys reached out suddenly and fell foward with a jerk. The crowd was as loud as ever. Cheers, insults, songs, and chants, were all being thrown at the two young boys on the ground. Slowly, they both stood up.
And then everything stopped.
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