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Oh, yeah.
I skip a lot to get to this chapter. For any who asked, that was Ryou screaming in the forest. And the next day was September 1st, so this is the next day.
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"So, let me get this straight, you want me to go through the wall?" Ryou asked, emphasizing on the word 'through.'
"Yeah, I'll go first just to show you." And with that, Ron pushed his trolley that held his trunk and owl, Pig, through the wall between platforms nine and ten at King's cross station. Ryou blinked a few times, trying to make sure that what he just saw was real.
"Okay, you go next," Harry said. Ryou shot his head over towards Harry, a very worried look on his face. "Go on." Harry nodded towards the wall between platforms nine and ten. Ryou gulped, and gripped the handle bar on his trolley hard. "It's easier if you close your eyes and run straight at it, just don't be scared, or you'll crash."
"That's reassuring," Ryou said sarcastically. He started right there at a dead run, when he was about two feet from it, Ryou shut his eyes as tight as he could, and prepared to crash, because he was scared out of his mind, and knew he would crash. But he never hit the wall. Ryou stopped, and saw that he was no longer in King's Cross station, or at least no part he had seen. A bright red steam engine whistled, and all around him were other kids his age, younger, and older than him, with trolleys loaded with trunks and cages.
"Come on," said a Harry's voice behind him. "Let's go find a compartment on the train before they are all taken up." Ryou nodded, lost of words, and pushed his trolley carrying his trunk and raven, Rumiko. And followed his cousin through the crowd of busy students, all talking about their summer vacation, making Ryou suddenly miss his old friends more than ever since he had arrived in England.
As they made their way towards the train, Ryou passed a group of girls, all who were giggling. And when they saw him, they giggled and gossiped even more than they had before. 'Great, another fan club,' he thought to himself, rolling his eyes. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ryou soon found a compartment all to themselves, Ginny had gone to sit with some friends of hers.
The train soon pulled out of the station, right at 11:00. Some friends from Hogwarts stopped by to say hi to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Ryou sat by the window, watching the hills roll by, his jacket tied around his waist, headphones over his ears. He let out the excuse that he wanted to listen to music before all electronics shut off. Little did they know Ryou doused his CD Player, along with his laptop, in the loop-hole potion he had created.
Another knock was heard about 1/3 through the train ride, and it wasn't one of his cousin's friends, more like his enemy. Once again, as smug as always, stood Draco Malfoy and his two 'bodyguards' as Ryou liked to call them. Personally, he thought Draco wouldn't be able to fight his way out of a paper-bag if they weren't there; Ryou couldn't either, but that wasn't really his point.
"Word has certainly gotten around about your cousin, Potter," Malfoy sneered.
"We have introduced him to everyone that has come in here," Hermione pointed out.
"And that would be over half of the sixth year population," Ron added smugly. Malfoy shifted his gaze over to Ryou, who was looking out the window, and hadn't noticed anyone new was there because he had his headphones blasting.
"It just bugs me," Malfoy muttered.
"What? That more people are talking about him and not you?" Hermione asked.
"That's nothing new Malfoy," Harry added. But Malfoy kept staring at Ryou.
"We know when we see a fellow Slytherin, and it bugs me," Malfoy answered. Everyone looked over at Ryou, who still hadn't noticed that anyone was there. Harry's gaze shot back and forth from Ryou to Malfoy, then landed on Malfoy, along with his best glare.
"Are you saying he's going to be in Slytherin?"
"Like I said, it bugs me," Malfoy didn't seem to happy about it anyway, his glare colliding with Harry's.
"Oh, sorry, I must have had them on too loud," came Ryou's soft voice from the corner. Ryou lowered his headphones so they hung around his neck. "Do you need something?" It seemed so hard to tell what Ryou even thought of Malfoy, he was always so polite to everyone and everything.
Of course, being the jerk that he is, Malfoy just smirked. "No, not at all." He then turned around to leave, but not before he muttered slyly, "See you in Slytherin." Malfoy was then tackled to the ground by Harry. Ron and Ryou were automatically on their feet. Ron to help Harry, and Ryou to try and stop him.
But both got caught in the fight as well when Crabbe and Goyle joined in. Ron was actually succeeding in giving Goyle a bloody nose, but Crabbe had poor Ryou in a head lock.
"What's going on in here?" Came a smooth exotic like voice from the compartment door. A woman stood there; she was quite attractive standing about 5'6" with long, sleek black hair and large yet stern indigo eyes, her darkly tanned skin contrasting with it beautifully. You could tell she was an adult, which only meant one thing: new professor.
The woman looked quite surprised at the scene that seemed to have frozen before her. Malfoy was trying to get Harry off of him, for they had been rolling around on the floor, and Harry had his hands around Malfoy's neck. Goyle had Ron pinned to the wall and Ron was about to break free and punch Goyle's lights out. Then Crabbe still had Ryou in a head lock, but Ryou could sure put up a fight, for Crabbe had a black eye and a cut lip. And then Hermione was in the back of the compartment, away from all of the fighting. [1] But all were frozen, looking up at her.
"Forget I asked," she muttered. Harry jumped off of Malfoy who stood up quickly. Goyle back off of Ron, and Crabbe let go of Ryou. Ryou looked up at the woman, and his eyes suddenly lit up. A small smile spread across his face as he fumbled for words.
"I-Ishizu?" He finally managed to ask. The woman's stern look softened and she turned to the white-haired teen, smiling.
"Hello Ryou."
Malfoy's eyes went as wide as dinner plates, Ron's mouth dropped open, and Hermione had to try and keep herself from laughing. Ishizu then let her gaze fall on the three Slytherins.
"Names?" She asked sharply. Ron was about to burst out laughing, the look on Malfoy's face was priceless; this was almost as good as fourth year when Professor Moony turned Malfoy into a ferret. This was just another event to add to that collection. [2]
"Draco Malfoy," Malfoy muttered darkly, not looking up from his feet. The other two muttered their names and Ishizu just kept staring at them, her piercing gaze that Ryou had heard about so much from Malik never wavering. According to Malik, Ishizu's gaze can make you feel like you are being put on the spot, and from what he was seeing, he would hate to be in that spot.
"Slythrins eh?" Ishizu scoffed. "Well, I'll inform professor Snape when we arrive at the castle. You three may leave." The three shot out of the apartment, and Ishizu shut the door behind them. The five stared at each other for a moment, before the three former Hogwarts students burst out laughing. Ron even fell to the floor. Ryou sniggered a little before hugging Ishizu tightly.
Ishizu had kind-of looked after Ryou when his father away. Malik was one of Ryou's good friends, even though he would have to say Seto was his best friend, Malik had only been so far behind. And Ryou hadn't seen any of his old friends in weeks, he would have kissed Tea if he saw her he was so homesick. [3]
"I missed you!" He said, then turned to his newest friends, who had contained themselves finally. "Guys, this is my good friend Ishizu Ishtar."
"I'm the new Ancient Runes Professor." Ryou turned back to her, practically beaming. He wouldn't be as alone as he thought.
"I didn't know you were a witch Ishizu."
"Well, I think I have enough magic in me," she replied, winking at him. Ryou smiled back, she wasn't really a witch and he knew it. Why Ishizu was really there, he didn't know, nor did he care, he was just glad someone was there.
"Ancient Runes?" Hermione said. "I almost forgot Professor Herina retired last year. I thought you were the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher." [4]
"Oh no, that's not really my field." Ishizu explained. "But I have met the new Professor, he's quite nice. A little on the Mischievous side, he and Malik should meet." Ryou and Ishizu smiled at that.
"Who is it?" Hermione asked.
"I believe his name was Mu- well, you will know him as Professor Fletcher." The three then smiled widely, turning to look at each other.
"Mundungus," the said in unison. [5]
"This is going to be the best year EVER!" Ron shouted. "Fred and George are going to be so jealous."
"But I have a strong feeling we aren't going to learn anything," Hermione pointed out, but her smile never fading.
"Except thieving," Harry added, and they started laughing again.
Meanwhile, Ryou and Ishizu were still talking. "How's Malik."
"Bored, same as ever," Ishizu replied, rolling her eyes, Ryou laughed a little.
"So, he's not coming?"
"No, I'm just covering up with my shadow powers. Malik isn't a wizard Ryou, but I do have good news for you." She smiled slyly. "Malik will be coming up for about a week at the beginning of March." Ryou nearly cried out in joy.
"You're kidding!"
"Yes, and he's quite exited about it too. I believe the last Quidditch match of the season will be on the Saturday he is there." Ishizu then checked her watch. "The train is going to stop in about fifteen minutes so I better get up front."
"Wait, I have something import to tell you," Ryou said quickly, but so softly he was almost whispering. He looked back at the three for a moment. "Very important." [6] His eyes reflected how worried he really was. Ishizu just sighed.
"We will have to talk after dinner," she whispered. "Come up to the teachers table when everyone is leaving." Ryou put on a confused look. "You will know what I mean when you get there." Ryou just nodded, still not understanding. Ishizu then left and Hermione soon followed so they could change into their robes before the train stopped in Hogsmeade.
--- Author notes:
[1] I've always noticed that the book never mentions what Hermione does while Ron and Harry have their fist fights with Malfoy. But she is there before and after.
[2] HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! Sorry, I just had to add this, and that is my favorite part of the book. To all who never read it and for those who want a recap:
Malfoy's pale face went slightly pink.
"Don't you dare insult my mother Potter."
"Keep you fat mouth shut, then," said Harry, turning away.
BANG!
Several people screamed - Harry felt something white-hot graze past the side of his face - he plunged his hand into his robes for his wand, but before he'd even touched it, he heard a second loud BANG, and a roar that echoed through the entrance hall.
"OH NO YOU DON'T, LADDIE!"
Harry spun around. Professor Moody was limping down the marble staircase. His wand out and it was pointing right at a pure white ferret, which was shivering on the stone-flagged floor, exactly where Malfoy had been standing.
There was a terrified silence in the entrance hall. Nobody but moody was moving a muscle. Moody turned to look at Harry - at least, his normal eye was looking at harry; the other one was pointing into the back of his head.
"Did he get you?" Moody growled. His voice was low and gravely.
"No," said Harry, "missed."
"LEAVE IT!" Moody shouted.
"Leave - what?" harry asked, bewildered.
"Not you - him!" Moody growled, jerking his thumb over his shoulder at Crabbe, who had just frozen, about to pick up the white ferret. It seemed Moody's rolling eye was magical and could see out of the back of his head.
Moody started to limp over toward Crabbe, Goyle, and the ferret, which gave a terrified squeak and took off, streaking toward the dungeons.
"I don't think so!" roared Moody, pointing his wand at the ferret again - it flew ten feet into the air, fell with a smack to the floor, and then bounced upward once more.
"I don't like people who attack when their opponent's back's turned," growled Moody as the ferret bounced higher and higher, squealing in pain. "Stinking, cowardly, scummy thing to do . . ."
The ferret flew through the air; its legs and tail failing helplessly.
"Never - do - that - again -" said Moody, speaking each word as the ferret hit the tone floor and bounced upward again.
"professor Moody!" said a shocked voice.
Professor McGonagall was coming down the marble staircase with her arms full of books.
"Hello, Professor McGonagall," said moody calmly, bouncing the ferret still higher.
"What - What are you doing?" said Professor McGonagall, her eyes following the bouncing ferret's progress through the air.
"Teaching," said Moody.
"Teach - Moody, is that a student?" shrieked Professor McGonagall, the books spilling out of her arms.
"Yep," said Moody.
"No!' cried Professor McGonagall, running down the stairs and puling out her wand; a moment later, with a loud snapping noise, Draco Malfoy had reappeared, lying in a heap on the floor with his sleek blonde hair all over his now brilliantly pink face. He got to his feet, wincing.
"Moody, we never use Transfiguration as punishment!" said Professor McGonagall weakly. "Surely Professor Dumbledore told you that?"
"He might've mentioned it, yeah," said Moody, scratching his chin unconcernedly, "but I thought a good sharp shock -"
"We give detentions, Moody! Or speak to the offender's Head of House!"
"I'll do that then," said Moody, staring at Malfoy with great dislike.
Malfoy, whose pale eyes were still watering with pain and humiliation, looked malevolently up at Moody and muttered something in which the words 'My father' were distinguishable.
"Oh yeah?" said Moody quietly, limping forward a few steps, the dull clunk of his wooden leg echoing around the hall. "Well, I know your father of old, boy . . . You tell him that Moody's keeping a close eye on his son . . . you tell him that for me . . . Now, your Head of House'll be Snape, will it?"
"Yes," said Malfoy resentfully.
"Another old friend," growled Moody. "I've been looking forward to a chat with old Snape . . . Come on, you . . ."
And he seized Malfoy's upper arm and marched him off toward the dungeons.
Professor McGonagall stared anxiously after them for a few moments, then waved her wand at her fallen books, causing them to soar up into the air and back into her arms.
'Don't talk to me," Ron said quietly to Harry and Hermione as they sat down at the Gryffindor table a few minutes late, surrounded by exited talk on all sides about what had just happened.
"Why not?" said Hermione in surprise.
"Because I want to fix that in my memory forever," said Ron, his eyes closed and an uplifted expression on his face. "Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret . . ."
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
[3] Wow. 0.o I over-reacted a little there.
[4] I made up that name, I know, it sucks. -.-
[5] Out of all of the new characters in the fifth book, I love Mundungus Fletcher the most! XD And I had so much fun writing the last little clip from the Harry Potter book, here is another!
"Mundungus!" said Hermione. "What's he brought all of those cauldrons for?"
"Probably looking for a safe place to keep them," said Harry. "Isn't that what he was doing the night he was supposed to be tailing me? Picking up dodgy cauldrons?"
"Yeah, you're right!" said Fred, as the front door opened; Mundungus heaved his cauldrons through it and disappeared from view. "Blimey, mum won't like that . . ."
He and George crossed to the door and stood beside it, listening closely. Mrs. Black's screaming had stopped again.
"Mundungus is talking to Sirius and Kingsley," Fred muttered, frowning with concentration. "Can't hear properly . . . d'you reckon we can risk the Extendable Ears?"
"Might be worth it," said George. "I could sneak upstairs and get a pair-"
But at that precise moment there was an explosion of sound from downstairs that rendered Extendable Ears quite unnecessary. All of them could hear exactly what Mrs. Weasley was shouting at the top of her voice.
"WE ARE NOT RUNNING A HIDEOUT FOR STOLEN GOODS!"
"I love hearing Mum shouting at someone else," said Fred, with a satisfied smile of his face as he opened the door an inch or so to allow Mrs. Weasley's voice to permeate the room better. "It makes such a nice change."
"- COMPLETELY IRRESPONSIBLE, AS IF WE HAVEN'T GOT ENOUGH TO WORRY ABOUT WITHOUT YOU DRAGGING STOLEN CAULDRONS INTO THE HOUSE-"
He didn't really speak, but I still love this part! XD
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That was short I know. But I'm going to have hell trying to write the next chapter.
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DM: She got a summer job people.
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Oh, yeah.
I skip a lot to get to this chapter. For any who asked, that was Ryou screaming in the forest. And the next day was September 1st, so this is the next day.
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"So, let me get this straight, you want me to go through the wall?" Ryou asked, emphasizing on the word 'through.'
"Yeah, I'll go first just to show you." And with that, Ron pushed his trolley that held his trunk and owl, Pig, through the wall between platforms nine and ten at King's cross station. Ryou blinked a few times, trying to make sure that what he just saw was real.
"Okay, you go next," Harry said. Ryou shot his head over towards Harry, a very worried look on his face. "Go on." Harry nodded towards the wall between platforms nine and ten. Ryou gulped, and gripped the handle bar on his trolley hard. "It's easier if you close your eyes and run straight at it, just don't be scared, or you'll crash."
"That's reassuring," Ryou said sarcastically. He started right there at a dead run, when he was about two feet from it, Ryou shut his eyes as tight as he could, and prepared to crash, because he was scared out of his mind, and knew he would crash. But he never hit the wall. Ryou stopped, and saw that he was no longer in King's Cross station, or at least no part he had seen. A bright red steam engine whistled, and all around him were other kids his age, younger, and older than him, with trolleys loaded with trunks and cages.
"Come on," said a Harry's voice behind him. "Let's go find a compartment on the train before they are all taken up." Ryou nodded, lost of words, and pushed his trolley carrying his trunk and raven, Rumiko. And followed his cousin through the crowd of busy students, all talking about their summer vacation, making Ryou suddenly miss his old friends more than ever since he had arrived in England.
As they made their way towards the train, Ryou passed a group of girls, all who were giggling. And when they saw him, they giggled and gossiped even more than they had before. 'Great, another fan club,' he thought to himself, rolling his eyes. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ryou soon found a compartment all to themselves, Ginny had gone to sit with some friends of hers.
The train soon pulled out of the station, right at 11:00. Some friends from Hogwarts stopped by to say hi to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Ryou sat by the window, watching the hills roll by, his jacket tied around his waist, headphones over his ears. He let out the excuse that he wanted to listen to music before all electronics shut off. Little did they know Ryou doused his CD Player, along with his laptop, in the loop-hole potion he had created.
Another knock was heard about 1/3 through the train ride, and it wasn't one of his cousin's friends, more like his enemy. Once again, as smug as always, stood Draco Malfoy and his two 'bodyguards' as Ryou liked to call them. Personally, he thought Draco wouldn't be able to fight his way out of a paper-bag if they weren't there; Ryou couldn't either, but that wasn't really his point.
"Word has certainly gotten around about your cousin, Potter," Malfoy sneered.
"We have introduced him to everyone that has come in here," Hermione pointed out.
"And that would be over half of the sixth year population," Ron added smugly. Malfoy shifted his gaze over to Ryou, who was looking out the window, and hadn't noticed anyone new was there because he had his headphones blasting.
"It just bugs me," Malfoy muttered.
"What? That more people are talking about him and not you?" Hermione asked.
"That's nothing new Malfoy," Harry added. But Malfoy kept staring at Ryou.
"We know when we see a fellow Slytherin, and it bugs me," Malfoy answered. Everyone looked over at Ryou, who still hadn't noticed that anyone was there. Harry's gaze shot back and forth from Ryou to Malfoy, then landed on Malfoy, along with his best glare.
"Are you saying he's going to be in Slytherin?"
"Like I said, it bugs me," Malfoy didn't seem to happy about it anyway, his glare colliding with Harry's.
"Oh, sorry, I must have had them on too loud," came Ryou's soft voice from the corner. Ryou lowered his headphones so they hung around his neck. "Do you need something?" It seemed so hard to tell what Ryou even thought of Malfoy, he was always so polite to everyone and everything.
Of course, being the jerk that he is, Malfoy just smirked. "No, not at all." He then turned around to leave, but not before he muttered slyly, "See you in Slytherin." Malfoy was then tackled to the ground by Harry. Ron and Ryou were automatically on their feet. Ron to help Harry, and Ryou to try and stop him.
But both got caught in the fight as well when Crabbe and Goyle joined in. Ron was actually succeeding in giving Goyle a bloody nose, but Crabbe had poor Ryou in a head lock.
"What's going on in here?" Came a smooth exotic like voice from the compartment door. A woman stood there; she was quite attractive standing about 5'6" with long, sleek black hair and large yet stern indigo eyes, her darkly tanned skin contrasting with it beautifully. You could tell she was an adult, which only meant one thing: new professor.
The woman looked quite surprised at the scene that seemed to have frozen before her. Malfoy was trying to get Harry off of him, for they had been rolling around on the floor, and Harry had his hands around Malfoy's neck. Goyle had Ron pinned to the wall and Ron was about to break free and punch Goyle's lights out. Then Crabbe still had Ryou in a head lock, but Ryou could sure put up a fight, for Crabbe had a black eye and a cut lip. And then Hermione was in the back of the compartment, away from all of the fighting. [1] But all were frozen, looking up at her.
"Forget I asked," she muttered. Harry jumped off of Malfoy who stood up quickly. Goyle back off of Ron, and Crabbe let go of Ryou. Ryou looked up at the woman, and his eyes suddenly lit up. A small smile spread across his face as he fumbled for words.
"I-Ishizu?" He finally managed to ask. The woman's stern look softened and she turned to the white-haired teen, smiling.
"Hello Ryou."
Malfoy's eyes went as wide as dinner plates, Ron's mouth dropped open, and Hermione had to try and keep herself from laughing. Ishizu then let her gaze fall on the three Slytherins.
"Names?" She asked sharply. Ron was about to burst out laughing, the look on Malfoy's face was priceless; this was almost as good as fourth year when Professor Moony turned Malfoy into a ferret. This was just another event to add to that collection. [2]
"Draco Malfoy," Malfoy muttered darkly, not looking up from his feet. The other two muttered their names and Ishizu just kept staring at them, her piercing gaze that Ryou had heard about so much from Malik never wavering. According to Malik, Ishizu's gaze can make you feel like you are being put on the spot, and from what he was seeing, he would hate to be in that spot.
"Slythrins eh?" Ishizu scoffed. "Well, I'll inform professor Snape when we arrive at the castle. You three may leave." The three shot out of the apartment, and Ishizu shut the door behind them. The five stared at each other for a moment, before the three former Hogwarts students burst out laughing. Ron even fell to the floor. Ryou sniggered a little before hugging Ishizu tightly.
Ishizu had kind-of looked after Ryou when his father away. Malik was one of Ryou's good friends, even though he would have to say Seto was his best friend, Malik had only been so far behind. And Ryou hadn't seen any of his old friends in weeks, he would have kissed Tea if he saw her he was so homesick. [3]
"I missed you!" He said, then turned to his newest friends, who had contained themselves finally. "Guys, this is my good friend Ishizu Ishtar."
"I'm the new Ancient Runes Professor." Ryou turned back to her, practically beaming. He wouldn't be as alone as he thought.
"I didn't know you were a witch Ishizu."
"Well, I think I have enough magic in me," she replied, winking at him. Ryou smiled back, she wasn't really a witch and he knew it. Why Ishizu was really there, he didn't know, nor did he care, he was just glad someone was there.
"Ancient Runes?" Hermione said. "I almost forgot Professor Herina retired last year. I thought you were the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher." [4]
"Oh no, that's not really my field." Ishizu explained. "But I have met the new Professor, he's quite nice. A little on the Mischievous side, he and Malik should meet." Ryou and Ishizu smiled at that.
"Who is it?" Hermione asked.
"I believe his name was Mu- well, you will know him as Professor Fletcher." The three then smiled widely, turning to look at each other.
"Mundungus," the said in unison. [5]
"This is going to be the best year EVER!" Ron shouted. "Fred and George are going to be so jealous."
"But I have a strong feeling we aren't going to learn anything," Hermione pointed out, but her smile never fading.
"Except thieving," Harry added, and they started laughing again.
Meanwhile, Ryou and Ishizu were still talking. "How's Malik."
"Bored, same as ever," Ishizu replied, rolling her eyes, Ryou laughed a little.
"So, he's not coming?"
"No, I'm just covering up with my shadow powers. Malik isn't a wizard Ryou, but I do have good news for you." She smiled slyly. "Malik will be coming up for about a week at the beginning of March." Ryou nearly cried out in joy.
"You're kidding!"
"Yes, and he's quite exited about it too. I believe the last Quidditch match of the season will be on the Saturday he is there." Ishizu then checked her watch. "The train is going to stop in about fifteen minutes so I better get up front."
"Wait, I have something import to tell you," Ryou said quickly, but so softly he was almost whispering. He looked back at the three for a moment. "Very important." [6] His eyes reflected how worried he really was. Ishizu just sighed.
"We will have to talk after dinner," she whispered. "Come up to the teachers table when everyone is leaving." Ryou put on a confused look. "You will know what I mean when you get there." Ryou just nodded, still not understanding. Ishizu then left and Hermione soon followed so they could change into their robes before the train stopped in Hogsmeade.
--- Author notes:
[1] I've always noticed that the book never mentions what Hermione does while Ron and Harry have their fist fights with Malfoy. But she is there before and after.
[2] HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! Sorry, I just had to add this, and that is my favorite part of the book. To all who never read it and for those who want a recap:
Malfoy's pale face went slightly pink.
"Don't you dare insult my mother Potter."
"Keep you fat mouth shut, then," said Harry, turning away.
BANG!
Several people screamed - Harry felt something white-hot graze past the side of his face - he plunged his hand into his robes for his wand, but before he'd even touched it, he heard a second loud BANG, and a roar that echoed through the entrance hall.
"OH NO YOU DON'T, LADDIE!"
Harry spun around. Professor Moody was limping down the marble staircase. His wand out and it was pointing right at a pure white ferret, which was shivering on the stone-flagged floor, exactly where Malfoy had been standing.
There was a terrified silence in the entrance hall. Nobody but moody was moving a muscle. Moody turned to look at Harry - at least, his normal eye was looking at harry; the other one was pointing into the back of his head.
"Did he get you?" Moody growled. His voice was low and gravely.
"No," said Harry, "missed."
"LEAVE IT!" Moody shouted.
"Leave - what?" harry asked, bewildered.
"Not you - him!" Moody growled, jerking his thumb over his shoulder at Crabbe, who had just frozen, about to pick up the white ferret. It seemed Moody's rolling eye was magical and could see out of the back of his head.
Moody started to limp over toward Crabbe, Goyle, and the ferret, which gave a terrified squeak and took off, streaking toward the dungeons.
"I don't think so!" roared Moody, pointing his wand at the ferret again - it flew ten feet into the air, fell with a smack to the floor, and then bounced upward once more.
"I don't like people who attack when their opponent's back's turned," growled Moody as the ferret bounced higher and higher, squealing in pain. "Stinking, cowardly, scummy thing to do . . ."
The ferret flew through the air; its legs and tail failing helplessly.
"Never - do - that - again -" said Moody, speaking each word as the ferret hit the tone floor and bounced upward again.
"professor Moody!" said a shocked voice.
Professor McGonagall was coming down the marble staircase with her arms full of books.
"Hello, Professor McGonagall," said moody calmly, bouncing the ferret still higher.
"What - What are you doing?" said Professor McGonagall, her eyes following the bouncing ferret's progress through the air.
"Teaching," said Moody.
"Teach - Moody, is that a student?" shrieked Professor McGonagall, the books spilling out of her arms.
"Yep," said Moody.
"No!' cried Professor McGonagall, running down the stairs and puling out her wand; a moment later, with a loud snapping noise, Draco Malfoy had reappeared, lying in a heap on the floor with his sleek blonde hair all over his now brilliantly pink face. He got to his feet, wincing.
"Moody, we never use Transfiguration as punishment!" said Professor McGonagall weakly. "Surely Professor Dumbledore told you that?"
"He might've mentioned it, yeah," said Moody, scratching his chin unconcernedly, "but I thought a good sharp shock -"
"We give detentions, Moody! Or speak to the offender's Head of House!"
"I'll do that then," said Moody, staring at Malfoy with great dislike.
Malfoy, whose pale eyes were still watering with pain and humiliation, looked malevolently up at Moody and muttered something in which the words 'My father' were distinguishable.
"Oh yeah?" said Moody quietly, limping forward a few steps, the dull clunk of his wooden leg echoing around the hall. "Well, I know your father of old, boy . . . You tell him that Moody's keeping a close eye on his son . . . you tell him that for me . . . Now, your Head of House'll be Snape, will it?"
"Yes," said Malfoy resentfully.
"Another old friend," growled Moody. "I've been looking forward to a chat with old Snape . . . Come on, you . . ."
And he seized Malfoy's upper arm and marched him off toward the dungeons.
Professor McGonagall stared anxiously after them for a few moments, then waved her wand at her fallen books, causing them to soar up into the air and back into her arms.
'Don't talk to me," Ron said quietly to Harry and Hermione as they sat down at the Gryffindor table a few minutes late, surrounded by exited talk on all sides about what had just happened.
"Why not?" said Hermione in surprise.
"Because I want to fix that in my memory forever," said Ron, his eyes closed and an uplifted expression on his face. "Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret . . ."
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
[3] Wow. 0.o I over-reacted a little there.
[4] I made up that name, I know, it sucks. -.-
[5] Out of all of the new characters in the fifth book, I love Mundungus Fletcher the most! XD And I had so much fun writing the last little clip from the Harry Potter book, here is another!
"Mundungus!" said Hermione. "What's he brought all of those cauldrons for?"
"Probably looking for a safe place to keep them," said Harry. "Isn't that what he was doing the night he was supposed to be tailing me? Picking up dodgy cauldrons?"
"Yeah, you're right!" said Fred, as the front door opened; Mundungus heaved his cauldrons through it and disappeared from view. "Blimey, mum won't like that . . ."
He and George crossed to the door and stood beside it, listening closely. Mrs. Black's screaming had stopped again.
"Mundungus is talking to Sirius and Kingsley," Fred muttered, frowning with concentration. "Can't hear properly . . . d'you reckon we can risk the Extendable Ears?"
"Might be worth it," said George. "I could sneak upstairs and get a pair-"
But at that precise moment there was an explosion of sound from downstairs that rendered Extendable Ears quite unnecessary. All of them could hear exactly what Mrs. Weasley was shouting at the top of her voice.
"WE ARE NOT RUNNING A HIDEOUT FOR STOLEN GOODS!"
"I love hearing Mum shouting at someone else," said Fred, with a satisfied smile of his face as he opened the door an inch or so to allow Mrs. Weasley's voice to permeate the room better. "It makes such a nice change."
"- COMPLETELY IRRESPONSIBLE, AS IF WE HAVEN'T GOT ENOUGH TO WORRY ABOUT WITHOUT YOU DRAGGING STOLEN CAULDRONS INTO THE HOUSE-"
He didn't really speak, but I still love this part! XD
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That was short I know. But I'm going to have hell trying to write the next chapter.
Bakura: And I'll laugh while your doing it.
Freai: XP
DM: So you can tell the next chapter should be long.
Freai: Painfully long.
Bakura: Once again, I'll laugh.
Freai: XP
DM: your so childish.
Freai: I know! Ain't it great! XD Well, any way about next chapter.
Bakura: I'll laugh.
Freai: SHUT UP ALREADY!!!!
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Freai: Well, I'm going to try and fit going to the castle and the sorting and most of the dinner all in one.
Bakura: I'll-
Freai: LAUGH I KNOW!!!
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DM: Baka.
Freai: Well, please review, and I'll try and update faster than I did before.
DM: Try being the key word there.
Freai: YAMI! hits DM on the head with oversized mallet
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Freai: Uh . . . please review people!
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