Disclaimer: Harry Potter and character's belong to JKR. This story
belongs to "Dani."
They arrived there just in time. Ron was eyeing them suspiciously and when they say next to him, he hissed, 'Where were you two? I've been looking for nearly an hour!'
'Sorry Ron. I was...'Harry began, but was cut off by Hermione.
'In the toilet.'
'Ron burst out laughing.' In the toilet? It took you that long?'
Harry didn't know what to say so he just went along. 'Uh...yeah. Nasty mashed potato this morning.'
'And what about you, Hermione?' Ron asked, trying to show he won't believe what ever she'll say.
'I was in the girl's dormitory. Did you happen to check there?' she replied in a somewhat irritated voice.
'Mr. Weasley, Mr. Potter and Miss Granger! If you would kindly listen to me, you would know that Transfiguring a durian to a stuffed animal will be included in your practical exam so I suggest you to listen, QUIETLY!' bellowed Professor McGonagall.
'Sorry Professor.' they all said together.
After that, Transfiguration continued normally. When it finished, Professor McGonagall beckoned the Gryffindor 5th years to stay and listen to her announcement.
'All Gryffindor 5th years are required to attend the Halloween Dance. The foreign schools will come visit us and we will welcome then by this. Now, whether you get a partner or not doesn't matter. But if you wish to get one, then be my guest. However, even if you do not have a partner, you MUST come and attend it, otherwise, you will be punished for dishonoring the Gryffindor house.' Harry knew that Professor was only over reacting.
This must have some importance to her. When Harry looked around the classroom, he noticed it was divided into two: Girls and Boys.
The girls, all except for Hermione, were all looking excited and giggling. The boys however, looked as if they've just been told that it was Doomsday today. Not all boys though, the boys who had crushes or girlfriends weren't that miserable. Ron was, however, dazed. Harry didn't want to go through the trouble of getting a partner at all. He decided to go but alone.
Next, they had Defense Against the Dark Arts. Their new teacher, Professor Figg, was a kindly, fun, young woman. But still, to Harry, it was weird. It was like they've met before. They found out counter curses for the curses the Deatheaters were likely to use. Of course, they just learned about them this lesson but will learn how to do it throughout the term.
'The curse 'Embelemia' is the only curse that would make your body feel like it's being poked by millions of needles all over the body. It makes the mind think so but the body remains untouched.' there were a few gasps heard and Professor Figg continued.
'This curse is commonly used for torturing.' there were scared faces in the class, but the Slytherins, who were sharing DADA lessons with Gryffindor this year, were more eager to know how to do it than learn to block it.
'That ends our lesson for today. Nice meeting you all.' said Professor Figg, politely. The moment Ron was out of the DADA classroom, 'BLOODY HELL! THAT WAS AWESOME!'
The three of them laughed but it was soon stopped by a voice that can ruin any fun, any time.
'Well, well ,well. If it isn't Potter and his little dogs.'
'Get lost, Malfoy.' said Harry coolly.
He ignored Harry's sentence and continued, 'Did you hear? I'm the new Slytherin Quidditch Captain.' turns to Hermione. 'Does that turn you on, mudblood?'
Hermione was about to slap Malfoy for the second time but before she could, he was tackled down by-----Harry!
'What's going on here?' bellowed a cold, cruel voice. 'Potter! Malfoy! EXPLAIN!'
Malfoy stood up, blood running down his nose, followed by Harry, who just had a bruised cheek and maybe a painful stomach.
'Professor Snape, it wasn't anyone's fault,' Hermione began.
'SILENCE! I want them to explain, NOW!' he bellowed once again.
'Professor, it was all Potter's fault. I was asking Granger if I could borrow her notes and out of nowhere, he just tackled me.' lied Malfoy, trying to get Snape on his side. 'That's not true!' yelled Harry.
'Wait your turn, Potter!' yelled Snape back.
Harry had to try very hard to hold his anger back. Malfoy then smirked at him behind Snape. 'So then you came and saved me, sir.' he said, sickeningly.
'Now, Potter, your turn.' growled Snape.
'He's lying! But you won't believe me, right? The truth's staring you right in the face but you're just too blind!' Harry shouted. He had had enough, couldn't hold it in.
Snape didn't yell or looked mad. Instead, he looked as though he had just gotten his Christmas gift early. 'Potter, were you planning on getting a partner for the School Dance?'
'No,' he said flatly.
'Oh really?' he grinned evilly.
'Yeah? So what? I'm not going with a partner because I don't want to, not because I'm not attending.'
'Potter, 20 points from Gryffindor for your little comment and for your work on Mr. Malfoy. And,' he said, smile ever growing. 'If I don't see you with a partner for the dance, I will change my mind and give you 20 detentions, understood? 'and he left, Malfoy close behind.
'Great. Now I've got to get a partner. That's gonna be hard.' he said sulkily.
'No it won't.' said Hermione. 'Watch.' she clears her throat and says, 'Harry James Potter, would you go to the Halloween School Dance with me?'
**** Ooooh!! What will Harry say? Even though this is an H/H fan fiction, it's not that easy!!
They arrived there just in time. Ron was eyeing them suspiciously and when they say next to him, he hissed, 'Where were you two? I've been looking for nearly an hour!'
'Sorry Ron. I was...'Harry began, but was cut off by Hermione.
'In the toilet.'
'Ron burst out laughing.' In the toilet? It took you that long?'
Harry didn't know what to say so he just went along. 'Uh...yeah. Nasty mashed potato this morning.'
'And what about you, Hermione?' Ron asked, trying to show he won't believe what ever she'll say.
'I was in the girl's dormitory. Did you happen to check there?' she replied in a somewhat irritated voice.
'Mr. Weasley, Mr. Potter and Miss Granger! If you would kindly listen to me, you would know that Transfiguring a durian to a stuffed animal will be included in your practical exam so I suggest you to listen, QUIETLY!' bellowed Professor McGonagall.
'Sorry Professor.' they all said together.
After that, Transfiguration continued normally. When it finished, Professor McGonagall beckoned the Gryffindor 5th years to stay and listen to her announcement.
'All Gryffindor 5th years are required to attend the Halloween Dance. The foreign schools will come visit us and we will welcome then by this. Now, whether you get a partner or not doesn't matter. But if you wish to get one, then be my guest. However, even if you do not have a partner, you MUST come and attend it, otherwise, you will be punished for dishonoring the Gryffindor house.' Harry knew that Professor was only over reacting.
This must have some importance to her. When Harry looked around the classroom, he noticed it was divided into two: Girls and Boys.
The girls, all except for Hermione, were all looking excited and giggling. The boys however, looked as if they've just been told that it was Doomsday today. Not all boys though, the boys who had crushes or girlfriends weren't that miserable. Ron was, however, dazed. Harry didn't want to go through the trouble of getting a partner at all. He decided to go but alone.
Next, they had Defense Against the Dark Arts. Their new teacher, Professor Figg, was a kindly, fun, young woman. But still, to Harry, it was weird. It was like they've met before. They found out counter curses for the curses the Deatheaters were likely to use. Of course, they just learned about them this lesson but will learn how to do it throughout the term.
'The curse 'Embelemia' is the only curse that would make your body feel like it's being poked by millions of needles all over the body. It makes the mind think so but the body remains untouched.' there were a few gasps heard and Professor Figg continued.
'This curse is commonly used for torturing.' there were scared faces in the class, but the Slytherins, who were sharing DADA lessons with Gryffindor this year, were more eager to know how to do it than learn to block it.
'That ends our lesson for today. Nice meeting you all.' said Professor Figg, politely. The moment Ron was out of the DADA classroom, 'BLOODY HELL! THAT WAS AWESOME!'
The three of them laughed but it was soon stopped by a voice that can ruin any fun, any time.
'Well, well ,well. If it isn't Potter and his little dogs.'
'Get lost, Malfoy.' said Harry coolly.
He ignored Harry's sentence and continued, 'Did you hear? I'm the new Slytherin Quidditch Captain.' turns to Hermione. 'Does that turn you on, mudblood?'
Hermione was about to slap Malfoy for the second time but before she could, he was tackled down by-----Harry!
'What's going on here?' bellowed a cold, cruel voice. 'Potter! Malfoy! EXPLAIN!'
Malfoy stood up, blood running down his nose, followed by Harry, who just had a bruised cheek and maybe a painful stomach.
'Professor Snape, it wasn't anyone's fault,' Hermione began.
'SILENCE! I want them to explain, NOW!' he bellowed once again.
'Professor, it was all Potter's fault. I was asking Granger if I could borrow her notes and out of nowhere, he just tackled me.' lied Malfoy, trying to get Snape on his side. 'That's not true!' yelled Harry.
'Wait your turn, Potter!' yelled Snape back.
Harry had to try very hard to hold his anger back. Malfoy then smirked at him behind Snape. 'So then you came and saved me, sir.' he said, sickeningly.
'Now, Potter, your turn.' growled Snape.
'He's lying! But you won't believe me, right? The truth's staring you right in the face but you're just too blind!' Harry shouted. He had had enough, couldn't hold it in.
Snape didn't yell or looked mad. Instead, he looked as though he had just gotten his Christmas gift early. 'Potter, were you planning on getting a partner for the School Dance?'
'No,' he said flatly.
'Oh really?' he grinned evilly.
'Yeah? So what? I'm not going with a partner because I don't want to, not because I'm not attending.'
'Potter, 20 points from Gryffindor for your little comment and for your work on Mr. Malfoy. And,' he said, smile ever growing. 'If I don't see you with a partner for the dance, I will change my mind and give you 20 detentions, understood? 'and he left, Malfoy close behind.
'Great. Now I've got to get a partner. That's gonna be hard.' he said sulkily.
'No it won't.' said Hermione. 'Watch.' she clears her throat and says, 'Harry James Potter, would you go to the Halloween School Dance with me?'
**** Ooooh!! What will Harry say? Even though this is an H/H fan fiction, it's not that easy!!