A/N: Onto the fourth chapter! Don't ask me how many chapters there are going to be, i don't know! I was thinking maybe when I finish this story, I'll write one about, like, a - NO WAIT I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO STEAL MY IDEA they are very orginal. i dare you to try and find someone with a cheerleading theme. I dare you. But read chapter four first.
Chapter Four: Scarred for Life. Again.
"Hell will freeze over and become a skating rink for mentally disabled senior citizens before I wear spankees," Harry said to Ron, crossing his arms in protest...
... Yesterday.
Now he was out on the quidditch field, in the second row of cheerleaders. With those multi - coloured spankees. Riding up. His butt.
"This darn thing is too small!" he whispered to Ginny, sitting next to him. Ginny watched him tug at his bottom.
"This sure is entertaining." said Ginny, amusement in her tone.
"Honestly, this evil thing is gonna give me burn marks."
"Then pull your skirt over it."
Draco stomped up to them. "Shut. Up. We're on in - "
"And now, put your hands together for the lovely Hogwarts Cheerleading Squad!" boomed Lee Jordan through the wizard-microphone.
"We're on now!" hissed Draco, leading everyone onto the quidditch pitch. "Everyone just remember what I did yesterday!"
So, right in the center of the pitch, with Draco in front, the squad did the cheer.
So the squad cheered the cheer from the other day that draco spent 3 weeks on.
"COPYRIGHT MAY 2004" added Draco. (A/N: i'm serious on that one)
The squad headed back to their seats, and continued to cheer "Let's go hogwarts, let's go, woo woo," over and over and over and over and OVER AND OVER again until Harry was the only one to have not passed out, because he wasn't even cheering.
After the game, a very embarrassed Harry Potter made his way over to Ron and Hermione.
"Well, that was interesting," said Ron.
"I told you NOT to involve me!" yelled Hermione.
"I wasn't talking to you."
"Oh. Well, good! Fine! Do NOT talk to me!"
"If you say so."
Hermione stomped off.
"So," said Ron
"I hate Seamus," said Harry.
"Harry?"
"What!"
"Just curious... what was the bet that you lost?"
"Seamus found a knut under his pillow one morning after he lost a tooth, so he said 'heads' and I said 'tails',"
"And it was heads?"
"No, it was tails. But he said 'Heads I win, tails you lose',"
"Smart move, Harry."
"Well, it was a 50/50 chance! How was I supposed to know I'd lose?!"
"Righto, Harry."
By the time they had finished their converstation, Ron and Harry had reached the Gryffindor Tower. They got inside, got in their jammies and said goodnight.
"Ready, okay! 2, 4, 6, 8, who is it that we all hate? Harry Potter!!"
"This sure is entertaining."
"COPYRIGHT MAY 2004!"
"Shut. Up. We're on in-"
"Righto, Harry,"
"Everyone just remember what I did yesterday!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" screamed Harry. He had woken up in the middle of the night, his pj's soaked with cold sweat. Or, at least he hoped that wetness was sweat... he didn't want to think of what else it could be.
"What the bloody hell is wrong?!" hissed Ron, glaring at Harry through his bed curtains.
"uh, my scar hurts." said Harry, putting his hands on his head. "Ow, the pain."
"Oh okay, just checking to make sure it wasn't anything serious." said Ron, and went back to sleep.
Harry slammed his head back down on his pillow. "This is going to scar me for life." he told himself, "Again."
A/N: Well, what is there to say? Oh yeah, um, review. Next chapter coming soon!
In the next chapter of Let's Go Hogwarts... Harry isn't the only one scarred for life...