Chapter 14: Miscellaneous
"I'm worried about Chloe," Harry told Ron and Hermione after he was sent away from the hospital wing. Ron and Hermione were sitting on a loveseat Hermione had conjured and they were holding hands. Harry was leaning against the fireplace with his head in the nook of his arm.
Ron spoke up first, ""Bout time you worried about something, usually by this time of the year the three of us are on the case of the He-Who-Must- Not-Be-Name's next plan to kill you, Harry"
Hermione rolled her eyes, " Harry, you like her, that explains it all." Harry looked up from his arm. Harry hadn't told them the disturbing news that their object of all their hatred, that wasn't on Voldemort of course, was Chloe's uncle.
"Well I like you, but every time someone curses you I don't worry at all." Ron smiled at his strength.
"Oh really?" Hermione said crossing her arms.
Ron not noticing the disgust in her face kept going, "Yeah, like when you were cursed in second year and looked like a cat, that was like nothing."
"Kiss him before he starts making a fool of himself," Harry pleaded.
"Too late," Hermione said giving Ron a big wet one.
"Uh." Ron was speechless. Hermione and Harry started to laugh about the blank expression on his face when a cold wind came threw the common room. As Chloe came through the portrait hole in a white Hogwarts hospital gown, Harry looked at her and ran to her side.
"Chloe, thank god, are you alright?"
"Sword, sword, I need my sword." Chloe fumed as she went into the Girls' dormitory.
"Yeah, I'm glad I spent the whole night sleeping at your side. I'm also glad I stood up for you in the face of the devils' child!" Harry yelled at the stairs Chloe had yet gone up.
Chloe climbed back down the stairs and came in an inch of Harry's nose, "Did I ask you? Did you hear me in my last breath on that field ask you to stand up to my uncle or spend the night by my side? Did you?" Chloe eyes glared but then she began to weep, "I am sorry Harry," she put her wet head onto his shoulder, "I am not myself at the moment, I need rest." She looked into his bright green eyes and he looked back into her leaking eyes. "Could you go get my clothes from the Hospital Wing, for me please?"
"Sure, Chloe," Harry said giving her a hug and rubbed her back, "Hermione, put Chloe into bed give her some water. Ron you just sit there." Harry handed Chloe off to Hermione and Ron sat in the loveseat alone while, Harry ran for the Portrait hole, at the front of the room.
Harry ran all the way to the Hospital Wing, with no one in sight. Harry went into the empty Hospital Wing and went straight to bed that just minutes before an elemental being had been interrogated by her uncle. But, that did not interest Harry at the moment; he was on a mission, 'Get Clothes!' That was on his mind. He searched the bed for the clothes and they weren't there, he went to the table at the end of her bed, and there was nothing. He ran his fingers through his black hair, Think Harry! So he went the bottom of the table at the side of his bed.
There neatly stacked in a pile were her black pajamas. He picked them up and as he started to walk to the door a piece of paper feel out of the pocket. HE picked it up and curiosity over came him. He opened it and it read:
Dear, Chloe
So, you made it to London and you found your uncle. You must have started school by now too. I miss you. I'm all alone now sitting in courtyard, on our favorite fountain. OF course it's night and the wild flowers are in full bloom. The smell is almost over powering.
Médor and Guy miss you too. Médor mostly, but I think Guy is brought down by him. I can barely stand it, any more. I'm alone no one is here. During the day the new nurse is afraid to come near me. I just made a discussion. I'm going to write to that headmaster of yours and ask if I can come there too. Look for Linus, Buteo lineatus, in the sky.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a toilet bowl,
Dana
Harry stared blankly at the paper and he stuffed it back into the pocket and ran for the exit. As he ran next to the Great Hall and the posting boards he saw the schedule for the Hogsmeade trips. He quickly read that the next one was on the Sunday after Halloween. Which was next week, Halloween was that Friday then, on Sunday they would go to Hogsmeade and he could ask about the letter. If Snape would let Chloe, he had to, Harry thought to himself as he rushed back to the Gryffindor Common Room. Gave Hermione the clothes to give to Chloe and he rushed over to Ron.
"Ron," Harry yelled and Ron looked up from where he was seated, "Do you know when the next Hogsmeade trip is?"
"Um," Ron thought as Harry sat down next to him, "Isn't it like the third or fourth of November?"
"Third, the Sunday after Halloween." Harry exclaimed.
"Why'd you ask me then?" Ron inquired.
"Just wanted to know if you knew." Harry shrugged.
"Nice," Ron nodded, "Your in grips with reality."
"Huh?"
"Your girlfriend is crying here eyes out in there," Ron pointed to the Girl dormitory and Harry just looked blankly at him, "On Hermione's shoulder." Harry just waited for Ron to spell it all out for him. "Not yours."
"Who said she was my girlfriend?" Harry said a step late.
"Come on, we saw you guys riding the unicorn! What were you two doing away from camp in the middle of the night anyway?"
"Nothing," Harry smiled mischievously.
"Harry, you are talking to Ron Weasley, I know that grin I've seen it on my brothers before, I want to know."
"Well, it was weird all of a sudden she was running and I chased her for some reason, I don't know why. But, when I caught up with her I just grabbed her and started kissing her, but then we were interrupted by that army of things."
"Oh, not what I thought but I assume a lot."
"Of course," Harry laughed, "Now, what were you hinting about earlier?"
"Oh yeah," Ron remembered, "My girlfriend is comforting your girlfriend and-"
"Who said you and Hermione are an item?" Harry interrupted.
"Shut up, Harry!" Harry stopped and listened to Ron, "Part of having a girlfriend is spending TIME with your girlfriend, right?" Harry nodded and Ron continued, "Well, if BOTH of our girlfriends are in there then, neither of us gets the perks of having a girlfriend, right?"
"Right, but what do you want me to do about it?"
"Go, comfort, let me have my girlfriend, you have yours. Instead of them getting each other and me getting you."
"So much of what you said right then, either made no sense or sounded totally wrong." Ron threw a couch pillow at him and Harry went to the stairs that led up to the Girls' Dormitory. "Oh Hermione!" There was no answer, "Hermione you need to get down here!" There was no answer and Ron came over.
Ron whispered in Harry's ear, "Tell her I need her she'll defiantly come down then."
"Hermione, Ron is in desperate need, he thinks he ate a poisonous mushroom."
When, there was no answer, Ron exclaimed, "A poisonous mushroom?"
"You put me on the spot, and those things can be very dangerous."
"Fine, tell her I might die."
"Hermione, he says there's a bright light and he thinks he's going to walk toward it." No answer, "Hermione, Professor McGonagall is here and she's talking about some paper of yours and she might give you low marks on if you don't come down here right now!" The sound of fast footsteps echoed from the stairway above and Hermione was at the bottom before anyone could say, Gottcha!
"What Professor," Hermione said then, she looked around and saw the staring eyes of everyone but Professor McGonagall, "What are you two trying to do?"
"Um." Harry coughed, "Should I help with Chloe seeing that she's my girlfriend."
"Who said you two are a couple?" Hermione almost shouted, "And what do you have to do with this Ron? I need to get back to Chloe, she needs a girlfriend right now, not two idiots such as yourselves." She ran back upstairs. Leaving Harry and Ron to their own devices.
"That turned our well," Ron huffed.
"Hey," Harry roared, "It wasn't my fault! Not like ask her to be like that. It wasn't even my idea."
"Fine, calm down."
"Okay," Harry sat back down and so did Ron, "Do we have homework?"
"A little bit, we could get it done tomorrow if we wanted to."
"I was hoping the ants would eat it or something." Harry looked down his hands.
"Yeah, how did the Professors get them under control so fast? Fred and George were like planning like a whole weekend."
"There's only one way to find out." Harry and Ron got up and went over to a dark corner that Fred, George, and Lee had almost claimed for their own. They had almost set off enough dung bombs over there to make sure anyone with half a nose wouldn't set foot near it. As they came close Fred, George, and Lee groaned and shuffled some papers around.
"What do you two want?" George rolled his eyes.
"How did the ants get cleared up to quickly?" Harry asked politely.
While, Ron pounded his fist on a table near by, "we know you know, and we want to know what you know NOW!"
"Okay first, Ron no more sugar for you and Harry um.we undid the jinx. We saw the danger and we undid it. The teachers thanked us and we got off with a warning. We had a duty to our fellow students." Fred chimed in.
"Oh, well okay," Harry turned to Ron, "You better listen to your brother." Ron rolled his eyes and started to walk away because the smell was getting to him and Harry followed him.
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"Ron!" Harry yelled, right as he put his nightshirt over his head. It was Sunday night. Hermione and Chloe had been MIA all for the whole weekend. Ron poked his head out of his curtains groggily.
"What Harry?" Ron asked shaking his head.
"I found a letter in Chloe's pocket!"
"When? Do you have a pair of her pants up her?"
"NO, Saturday when I went to get her stuff from the Hospital Wing! It was from this person."
"Was it a guy or girl?"
"Um.Dana can be a guy and girl name right?"
"Ya," He rubbed his eyes a couple times, "So, are you going to ask her about it?"
"Well," Harry shrugged as he started to lie down in his bed. "I was thinking at Hogsmeade."
"Well, that could do," Ron, yawned lying back down in his bed, "What if it is a guy?"
"I don't know." Harry dimmed his light and went to sleep thinking of what he would do.
***I am GREAT! **COUGH 'NOT' COUGH** Okay.did you like it? Well, don't talk to the Computer Screen it's weird OR Talk to yourself in your head it's weird too. Review.it's a little bit more normal! Of course who wants to be normal? (NOT ME!) Whoa! I'm going to calm down and take a break! This is freaking me out! Thanks for comments and if you don't comment ::EVIL GLARE:: to you! :P Okay.leaving BYE! ~Alasse Cerebrindal~***
"I'm worried about Chloe," Harry told Ron and Hermione after he was sent away from the hospital wing. Ron and Hermione were sitting on a loveseat Hermione had conjured and they were holding hands. Harry was leaning against the fireplace with his head in the nook of his arm.
Ron spoke up first, ""Bout time you worried about something, usually by this time of the year the three of us are on the case of the He-Who-Must- Not-Be-Name's next plan to kill you, Harry"
Hermione rolled her eyes, " Harry, you like her, that explains it all." Harry looked up from his arm. Harry hadn't told them the disturbing news that their object of all their hatred, that wasn't on Voldemort of course, was Chloe's uncle.
"Well I like you, but every time someone curses you I don't worry at all." Ron smiled at his strength.
"Oh really?" Hermione said crossing her arms.
Ron not noticing the disgust in her face kept going, "Yeah, like when you were cursed in second year and looked like a cat, that was like nothing."
"Kiss him before he starts making a fool of himself," Harry pleaded.
"Too late," Hermione said giving Ron a big wet one.
"Uh." Ron was speechless. Hermione and Harry started to laugh about the blank expression on his face when a cold wind came threw the common room. As Chloe came through the portrait hole in a white Hogwarts hospital gown, Harry looked at her and ran to her side.
"Chloe, thank god, are you alright?"
"Sword, sword, I need my sword." Chloe fumed as she went into the Girls' dormitory.
"Yeah, I'm glad I spent the whole night sleeping at your side. I'm also glad I stood up for you in the face of the devils' child!" Harry yelled at the stairs Chloe had yet gone up.
Chloe climbed back down the stairs and came in an inch of Harry's nose, "Did I ask you? Did you hear me in my last breath on that field ask you to stand up to my uncle or spend the night by my side? Did you?" Chloe eyes glared but then she began to weep, "I am sorry Harry," she put her wet head onto his shoulder, "I am not myself at the moment, I need rest." She looked into his bright green eyes and he looked back into her leaking eyes. "Could you go get my clothes from the Hospital Wing, for me please?"
"Sure, Chloe," Harry said giving her a hug and rubbed her back, "Hermione, put Chloe into bed give her some water. Ron you just sit there." Harry handed Chloe off to Hermione and Ron sat in the loveseat alone while, Harry ran for the Portrait hole, at the front of the room.
Harry ran all the way to the Hospital Wing, with no one in sight. Harry went into the empty Hospital Wing and went straight to bed that just minutes before an elemental being had been interrogated by her uncle. But, that did not interest Harry at the moment; he was on a mission, 'Get Clothes!' That was on his mind. He searched the bed for the clothes and they weren't there, he went to the table at the end of her bed, and there was nothing. He ran his fingers through his black hair, Think Harry! So he went the bottom of the table at the side of his bed.
There neatly stacked in a pile were her black pajamas. He picked them up and as he started to walk to the door a piece of paper feel out of the pocket. HE picked it up and curiosity over came him. He opened it and it read:
Dear, Chloe
So, you made it to London and you found your uncle. You must have started school by now too. I miss you. I'm all alone now sitting in courtyard, on our favorite fountain. OF course it's night and the wild flowers are in full bloom. The smell is almost over powering.
Médor and Guy miss you too. Médor mostly, but I think Guy is brought down by him. I can barely stand it, any more. I'm alone no one is here. During the day the new nurse is afraid to come near me. I just made a discussion. I'm going to write to that headmaster of yours and ask if I can come there too. Look for Linus, Buteo lineatus, in the sky.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a toilet bowl,
Dana
Harry stared blankly at the paper and he stuffed it back into the pocket and ran for the exit. As he ran next to the Great Hall and the posting boards he saw the schedule for the Hogsmeade trips. He quickly read that the next one was on the Sunday after Halloween. Which was next week, Halloween was that Friday then, on Sunday they would go to Hogsmeade and he could ask about the letter. If Snape would let Chloe, he had to, Harry thought to himself as he rushed back to the Gryffindor Common Room. Gave Hermione the clothes to give to Chloe and he rushed over to Ron.
"Ron," Harry yelled and Ron looked up from where he was seated, "Do you know when the next Hogsmeade trip is?"
"Um," Ron thought as Harry sat down next to him, "Isn't it like the third or fourth of November?"
"Third, the Sunday after Halloween." Harry exclaimed.
"Why'd you ask me then?" Ron inquired.
"Just wanted to know if you knew." Harry shrugged.
"Nice," Ron nodded, "Your in grips with reality."
"Huh?"
"Your girlfriend is crying here eyes out in there," Ron pointed to the Girl dormitory and Harry just looked blankly at him, "On Hermione's shoulder." Harry just waited for Ron to spell it all out for him. "Not yours."
"Who said she was my girlfriend?" Harry said a step late.
"Come on, we saw you guys riding the unicorn! What were you two doing away from camp in the middle of the night anyway?"
"Nothing," Harry smiled mischievously.
"Harry, you are talking to Ron Weasley, I know that grin I've seen it on my brothers before, I want to know."
"Well, it was weird all of a sudden she was running and I chased her for some reason, I don't know why. But, when I caught up with her I just grabbed her and started kissing her, but then we were interrupted by that army of things."
"Oh, not what I thought but I assume a lot."
"Of course," Harry laughed, "Now, what were you hinting about earlier?"
"Oh yeah," Ron remembered, "My girlfriend is comforting your girlfriend and-"
"Who said you and Hermione are an item?" Harry interrupted.
"Shut up, Harry!" Harry stopped and listened to Ron, "Part of having a girlfriend is spending TIME with your girlfriend, right?" Harry nodded and Ron continued, "Well, if BOTH of our girlfriends are in there then, neither of us gets the perks of having a girlfriend, right?"
"Right, but what do you want me to do about it?"
"Go, comfort, let me have my girlfriend, you have yours. Instead of them getting each other and me getting you."
"So much of what you said right then, either made no sense or sounded totally wrong." Ron threw a couch pillow at him and Harry went to the stairs that led up to the Girls' Dormitory. "Oh Hermione!" There was no answer, "Hermione you need to get down here!" There was no answer and Ron came over.
Ron whispered in Harry's ear, "Tell her I need her she'll defiantly come down then."
"Hermione, Ron is in desperate need, he thinks he ate a poisonous mushroom."
When, there was no answer, Ron exclaimed, "A poisonous mushroom?"
"You put me on the spot, and those things can be very dangerous."
"Fine, tell her I might die."
"Hermione, he says there's a bright light and he thinks he's going to walk toward it." No answer, "Hermione, Professor McGonagall is here and she's talking about some paper of yours and she might give you low marks on if you don't come down here right now!" The sound of fast footsteps echoed from the stairway above and Hermione was at the bottom before anyone could say, Gottcha!
"What Professor," Hermione said then, she looked around and saw the staring eyes of everyone but Professor McGonagall, "What are you two trying to do?"
"Um." Harry coughed, "Should I help with Chloe seeing that she's my girlfriend."
"Who said you two are a couple?" Hermione almost shouted, "And what do you have to do with this Ron? I need to get back to Chloe, she needs a girlfriend right now, not two idiots such as yourselves." She ran back upstairs. Leaving Harry and Ron to their own devices.
"That turned our well," Ron huffed.
"Hey," Harry roared, "It wasn't my fault! Not like ask her to be like that. It wasn't even my idea."
"Fine, calm down."
"Okay," Harry sat back down and so did Ron, "Do we have homework?"
"A little bit, we could get it done tomorrow if we wanted to."
"I was hoping the ants would eat it or something." Harry looked down his hands.
"Yeah, how did the Professors get them under control so fast? Fred and George were like planning like a whole weekend."
"There's only one way to find out." Harry and Ron got up and went over to a dark corner that Fred, George, and Lee had almost claimed for their own. They had almost set off enough dung bombs over there to make sure anyone with half a nose wouldn't set foot near it. As they came close Fred, George, and Lee groaned and shuffled some papers around.
"What do you two want?" George rolled his eyes.
"How did the ants get cleared up to quickly?" Harry asked politely.
While, Ron pounded his fist on a table near by, "we know you know, and we want to know what you know NOW!"
"Okay first, Ron no more sugar for you and Harry um.we undid the jinx. We saw the danger and we undid it. The teachers thanked us and we got off with a warning. We had a duty to our fellow students." Fred chimed in.
"Oh, well okay," Harry turned to Ron, "You better listen to your brother." Ron rolled his eyes and started to walk away because the smell was getting to him and Harry followed him.
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"Ron!" Harry yelled, right as he put his nightshirt over his head. It was Sunday night. Hermione and Chloe had been MIA all for the whole weekend. Ron poked his head out of his curtains groggily.
"What Harry?" Ron asked shaking his head.
"I found a letter in Chloe's pocket!"
"When? Do you have a pair of her pants up her?"
"NO, Saturday when I went to get her stuff from the Hospital Wing! It was from this person."
"Was it a guy or girl?"
"Um.Dana can be a guy and girl name right?"
"Ya," He rubbed his eyes a couple times, "So, are you going to ask her about it?"
"Well," Harry shrugged as he started to lie down in his bed. "I was thinking at Hogsmeade."
"Well, that could do," Ron, yawned lying back down in his bed, "What if it is a guy?"
"I don't know." Harry dimmed his light and went to sleep thinking of what he would do.
***I am GREAT! **COUGH 'NOT' COUGH** Okay.did you like it? Well, don't talk to the Computer Screen it's weird OR Talk to yourself in your head it's weird too. Review.it's a little bit more normal! Of course who wants to be normal? (NOT ME!) Whoa! I'm going to calm down and take a break! This is freaking me out! Thanks for comments and if you don't comment ::EVIL GLARE:: to you! :P Okay.leaving BYE! ~Alasse Cerebrindal~***