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The Muggles Revenge - Chapter 7
Hey, look!" cried Ruth, "There's Trewlany, she's reading the Daily Prophet on that bench, over there" "I'm surprised she needs to, surely she knows everything before it has happened?" said Hermione sarcastically. "I know let's really annoy her," said Gemma, "I'm tired of shopping 'cause I've spent all my money and it's getting boring without Ron or Vixie." "What exactly are you thinking of Gemma?" asked Sophia slowly. "Watch." Gemma went over to the bench and pulled out of her bag today's copy of the Daily Prophet and began to read it. At first there was nothing peculiar about it until they noticed that whatever Trewlany did; Gemma did. When her legs were crossed so were Gemmas; when she turned a page so did Gemma; when she sighed or tutted, so did Gemma. Suddenly Harry burst out laughing, "Look at her now!" he smiled. Trewlany had been met by someone who was obviously a friend of hers. She was dressed in flamboyant hot pink robes and a long rose headscarf. She looked very happy to see Trewlany which was unusual. As she shook hands with that person Gemma proceeded to shake hands with Ruth in front of her, (who had run over to be her prop)
Then seeing Trewlany's annoyed expression, cackled wickedly before running over to see them. They then spent the rest of their uneventful morning trying to keep away from a rather angry looking professor who seemed unable to find them even with her amazing talents. Ron and Vixie Pixie spent an enjoyable time together shopping, but managed to avoid any teachers or being seen by anyone during the whole time at Hogsmede!
Two weeks later, when the Gryfindors came up to their common room they found a message written in gold in the air reading, 'All Pupils Are To Go To The Great Hall Immediately.' They skidded round and ran as fast as possible down the hallways, but Gemma and Ruth just missed the staircase for it moved as they were about to approach. Unsure of which way to turn now they ran off down an unexplored passage. When they realised that they were heading completely off course they found an old lady sitting in the corridor chatting non-stop to another who was holding onto the handlebars in a very tight grip. "Elle, you must explain to dear Dompledore that I really must see him immediately. I don't see quite why you are refusing to pay him a visit. You really are most incompetent." Gemma rolled her eyes at Ruth an they were about to turn and go past her when the lady spoke again, this time to them, "Do you to know which way it is to the Headmaster's office it seems that I must make my own way there, even in this wheelchair. Children have no respect." Her voice was pompous and reminded Gemma of Ron's older brother Percy. "Uh, not really. We are a bit lost as well, one of the staircases moved as we were about to step on. Do you know how to get to the Great Hall from here?" "Yes, it is only down this corridor and to the stairs on the left will take you to a small side entrance. I, by the way, am called Lady Catherine Moorland. I am one of your school governors." "Well, uh, thanks!" gabbled Ruth flashing a quick smile in Elle's direction and curtsying to Lady Catherine, "but we are late!" With that the pair of them rushed off down the corridor wondering about the strange 'school governors' this place had.
The crowd gathered in the great hall buzzing with atmosphere and excitement they were all heading to four points of interest in the room. Today you see was the day when the three from each house entering the duels were to be chosen. At the head of each table floated a large board which read as to who had been chosen from each house. Pupils were scrambling on top of each other in desperation, craning their necks to see if they had been picked. However something most unusual happened-Ron had a good idea. "Stand out the way everyone and I will read out what the list says." There was a general scuffling of feet as people edged back. "First in Gryfindor are; Harry Potter, Gemma Gee, Seamus Finnigan
Next in Hufflepuff; Justin Finch-Fletchly Hannah Abbot Ernie McMilan
Now Ravenclaw; Penolope Clearwater, Terry Boot, Orla Quirke
And finally Slytherin; Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle,"
There was so much noise now that no one could understand was being said, but here are some of the comments, "I thought the idea was three per house!" "I knew Harry would be chosen, no one else can compete." "Why are there four under Slytherin?" "Terry Boot.... I didn't realise that he was any good." "Dracula's doing I'll bet!" "Who was it for Hufflepuff again?" "McGonagol won't be pleased!" "Do you think they would have a fight?"
Ron turned to the Slytherin table and saw the four candidates snickering together, very pleased with their unfair advantage. A small sly smile in their direction was all it took to set Ron off, "Right. Come on. We are going to find Professor McGonagol now and tell her to do something about this!" They were coming down a flight of stairs when they saw her coming up some in the opposite direction. Swiftly turning, they raced towards where they had seen here and fell flat over when she appeared from a right corridor where they were least expecting her. Privately Harry suspected that she had used one of the secret passages as a shortcut, but he was not going to ask her instead he said from on the floor, "Professor have you seen what Snape has done?" "Professor Snape please. Now catch your breath whilst you explain yourselves rushing about in the corridors like this everyone was told to go to the Great Hall." Gemma was already up on her feet and spoke first, "The rules for the duelling competition stated that it there were to be only three people from each house chosen. However next to Slytherin there are four people listed. This gives Slytherin a completely unfair advantage!" the last statement came out as a whine. "Well, I am most astonished. Humph! What a Slytherin thing to do! I shall go and speak to him immediately about this." She spun round on her heel and went off to the click clack of her high mint green shoes. "Most astonished!" mocked Vixie, "Well I am not! At least we know that he won't get away with it! When are we going to meet with the others then Hermione and discuss the next stage of our plan?" "Well, I would say during the next quidditch match when there will be hardly anyone around, for those who are not in the match of course. The library will be a good place. Okay?" With those final words they split up and headed back to the Great Hall to congratulate the other contestants and begin the final stages.
Authors Note; I haven't been able to put up a new chapter for ages because the computer had broken, but guess what? We have a new one! It is really cool and you probably aren't interested but I am very happy! To Lady Catherine; iay nowkey hatay siay otney owhay ouyey ouldway peaksay, utbay tiay oundsey ikelay atherinecey kayoay?
The Muggles Revenge - Chapter 7
Hey, look!" cried Ruth, "There's Trewlany, she's reading the Daily Prophet on that bench, over there" "I'm surprised she needs to, surely she knows everything before it has happened?" said Hermione sarcastically. "I know let's really annoy her," said Gemma, "I'm tired of shopping 'cause I've spent all my money and it's getting boring without Ron or Vixie." "What exactly are you thinking of Gemma?" asked Sophia slowly. "Watch." Gemma went over to the bench and pulled out of her bag today's copy of the Daily Prophet and began to read it. At first there was nothing peculiar about it until they noticed that whatever Trewlany did; Gemma did. When her legs were crossed so were Gemmas; when she turned a page so did Gemma; when she sighed or tutted, so did Gemma. Suddenly Harry burst out laughing, "Look at her now!" he smiled. Trewlany had been met by someone who was obviously a friend of hers. She was dressed in flamboyant hot pink robes and a long rose headscarf. She looked very happy to see Trewlany which was unusual. As she shook hands with that person Gemma proceeded to shake hands with Ruth in front of her, (who had run over to be her prop)
Then seeing Trewlany's annoyed expression, cackled wickedly before running over to see them. They then spent the rest of their uneventful morning trying to keep away from a rather angry looking professor who seemed unable to find them even with her amazing talents. Ron and Vixie Pixie spent an enjoyable time together shopping, but managed to avoid any teachers or being seen by anyone during the whole time at Hogsmede!
Two weeks later, when the Gryfindors came up to their common room they found a message written in gold in the air reading, 'All Pupils Are To Go To The Great Hall Immediately.' They skidded round and ran as fast as possible down the hallways, but Gemma and Ruth just missed the staircase for it moved as they were about to approach. Unsure of which way to turn now they ran off down an unexplored passage. When they realised that they were heading completely off course they found an old lady sitting in the corridor chatting non-stop to another who was holding onto the handlebars in a very tight grip. "Elle, you must explain to dear Dompledore that I really must see him immediately. I don't see quite why you are refusing to pay him a visit. You really are most incompetent." Gemma rolled her eyes at Ruth an they were about to turn and go past her when the lady spoke again, this time to them, "Do you to know which way it is to the Headmaster's office it seems that I must make my own way there, even in this wheelchair. Children have no respect." Her voice was pompous and reminded Gemma of Ron's older brother Percy. "Uh, not really. We are a bit lost as well, one of the staircases moved as we were about to step on. Do you know how to get to the Great Hall from here?" "Yes, it is only down this corridor and to the stairs on the left will take you to a small side entrance. I, by the way, am called Lady Catherine Moorland. I am one of your school governors." "Well, uh, thanks!" gabbled Ruth flashing a quick smile in Elle's direction and curtsying to Lady Catherine, "but we are late!" With that the pair of them rushed off down the corridor wondering about the strange 'school governors' this place had.
The crowd gathered in the great hall buzzing with atmosphere and excitement they were all heading to four points of interest in the room. Today you see was the day when the three from each house entering the duels were to be chosen. At the head of each table floated a large board which read as to who had been chosen from each house. Pupils were scrambling on top of each other in desperation, craning their necks to see if they had been picked. However something most unusual happened-Ron had a good idea. "Stand out the way everyone and I will read out what the list says." There was a general scuffling of feet as people edged back. "First in Gryfindor are; Harry Potter, Gemma Gee, Seamus Finnigan
Next in Hufflepuff; Justin Finch-Fletchly Hannah Abbot Ernie McMilan
Now Ravenclaw; Penolope Clearwater, Terry Boot, Orla Quirke
And finally Slytherin; Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle,"
There was so much noise now that no one could understand was being said, but here are some of the comments, "I thought the idea was three per house!" "I knew Harry would be chosen, no one else can compete." "Why are there four under Slytherin?" "Terry Boot.... I didn't realise that he was any good." "Dracula's doing I'll bet!" "Who was it for Hufflepuff again?" "McGonagol won't be pleased!" "Do you think they would have a fight?"
Ron turned to the Slytherin table and saw the four candidates snickering together, very pleased with their unfair advantage. A small sly smile in their direction was all it took to set Ron off, "Right. Come on. We are going to find Professor McGonagol now and tell her to do something about this!" They were coming down a flight of stairs when they saw her coming up some in the opposite direction. Swiftly turning, they raced towards where they had seen here and fell flat over when she appeared from a right corridor where they were least expecting her. Privately Harry suspected that she had used one of the secret passages as a shortcut, but he was not going to ask her instead he said from on the floor, "Professor have you seen what Snape has done?" "Professor Snape please. Now catch your breath whilst you explain yourselves rushing about in the corridors like this everyone was told to go to the Great Hall." Gemma was already up on her feet and spoke first, "The rules for the duelling competition stated that it there were to be only three people from each house chosen. However next to Slytherin there are four people listed. This gives Slytherin a completely unfair advantage!" the last statement came out as a whine. "Well, I am most astonished. Humph! What a Slytherin thing to do! I shall go and speak to him immediately about this." She spun round on her heel and went off to the click clack of her high mint green shoes. "Most astonished!" mocked Vixie, "Well I am not! At least we know that he won't get away with it! When are we going to meet with the others then Hermione and discuss the next stage of our plan?" "Well, I would say during the next quidditch match when there will be hardly anyone around, for those who are not in the match of course. The library will be a good place. Okay?" With those final words they split up and headed back to the Great Hall to congratulate the other contestants and begin the final stages.
Authors Note; I haven't been able to put up a new chapter for ages because the computer had broken, but guess what? We have a new one! It is really cool and you probably aren't interested but I am very happy! To Lady Catherine; iay nowkey hatay siay otney owhay ouyey ouldway peaksay, utbay tiay oundsey ikelay atherinecey kayoay?