She slowly opened her eyes and was a bit confused by her surroundings at
first, but later remembered what had happened the night before. Jase sat up
quickly, but forced herself back down on the bed because of a pulsing
headache. She got up slowly the next time and noticed some of her
belongings were on the bedside table, including her uniform. 'They don't
actually want me to go to class today.... Do they?' she thought miserably as
the pulsing headache returned. Even Spike and Emp were by her side. The
door opened gently and Dumbledore walked in.
"Miss Jase Cole..." he started "Nice to see you're alright."
"Uh-huh." She nodded, but didn't feel the same as she looked. 'Damn, my head is killing me..."
"Is something troubling you? Miss Cole?" he asked, as if he could see right through that painless mask.
"No...." she said. Dumbedore gave her a look saying 'Don't lie to me...' Jase looked down and told him about her headache.
"Ah.... Yes.... That could happen sometimes. Remember that spell I put on you last night? When it's new, it's not very strong, and when someone tries to get into your mind, it slightly works. But, since the mind-control is so very mild, you mistaken it for a headache. It will go away after a few hours..." he smiled peacefully as Jase fell back onto the bed. It was almost eight-o-clock, but she was very much at ease, almost sure she would be able to take the day off. "Well, you should be off to class now." He said, as if on cue. "You'll be late for Transfiguration." And with that, he walked out the door.
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Draco Malfoy was loitering in the hall with his followers, when Jase walked by with Spike happily curled around her arm. "Well, well.... Look who's back?.... Are you alright?" he asked, sounding slightly concerned.
"Go to class Malfoy..." she said annoyed, and walked right passed him.
He ran up to her and grabbed her shoulders. "Would you mind telling me what happened the other night?" he asked smoothly.
"What do you mean by 'what happened the other night.' What you saw in... Defense... ag... What?" She started feeling uncomfortable when he gave her a strange look and backed away until her head reached a wall.
"Be careful... you shouldn't fall unconscious again..." he winked and walked back to where Crabb and Goyle were standing.
'tsk, ass...' she thought, then was suddenly taken over by an uneasy feeling. She marched back to Malfoy and grabbed his collar before pushing him against the wall. "How the hell do you know about that?" she snapped. Crabb and Goyle started to snigger. She gave them both a death-glare and they walked away. She whipped her face back to Malfoy and asked him again. Spikes face floated up to Jase's and was looking at Malfoy's nose the same way as he looked at his food.
Malfoy's face went blank with fear and choked on the words he was saying. "Um... ok, you caught me.... I listened in on your conversation. Just... pleeeaaaasssseeee tell him to stop looking at me that way." He finished, pointing at Spike.
Jase took a hand off Malfoys collar and pushed Spike's head down, then replaced her hand. "Don't you dare tell ANYONE about this, or-." The bell cut her off. She glared back at Malfoy, before dropping him and moved on to her next class.
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"Alright everyone! Board your brooms, let's start the lesson!" said Madame Pouch (Sorry if I misspelled her name) to the Ravenclaw and Sytherin, 6th and 7th year students. "Today we will pair up and try to catch the golden Snitch. This would be tournament-like. Whoever loses will sit out until the end of this exercise and the winner will get another round. Alright! Cho Chang, the Ravenclaw Seeker versus Jase Cole. Students ready... BEGIN!"
Jase gripped her Nimbus 2001 and shot upwards, going into a steady hover. She started looking around for the Snitch, while shooting a few glances at Cho, who was also scanning the air. Then, something caught her eye. Cho had just started going around in circles, chasing after what looked like a tiny speck. Jase knew right away what Cho was chasing after and dashed after it as well. Three.... Two.... One.... It was over. Within three seconds the Snitch was snuggly tucked into Jase's hand. Many turns went by without even five minutes passing. Everyone, including Madame Pouch, were amazed by Jase's speed. Everyone... but Malfoy...
"Alright! Last match!" Yelled Madame Pouch. "Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Seeker versus Jase Cole! Remember! These two are form the same house, so whoever wins this match, will win the Seeker position of the Slytherin team!"
Malfoy smirked. 'Your speed won't be enough to beat me, I'm afraid...' he thought, and dashed upward. He looked at Jase, who was still hovering steadily in the air. She shot him a cold look, and he returned it with a smirk. A "Begin!" started the last match. Jase looked intensely around the field while Malfoy kept a close eye on her. A glint of light passed by her eyes and she shot to the left and started chasing after it. Malfoy was by her side within seconds, and the Snitch took a dive. Jase stopped abruptly. Malfoy did the same. 'Hmmm.... I wonder...' she thought. She shot upward, Malfoy followed. She swung to the right, again, Malfoy followed. The Snitch was still floating around below her. She looked at Malfoy one more time and went into a steep dive. Malfoy, obviously followed her and was going at the same, accelerating, speed. She flew right passed the Snitch, hoping Malfoy hadn't noticed, and kept falling. The ground grew dangerously near, but she knew she had to keep falling. CRASH!
The others didn't catch what had happened for it happened so fast. Dust was arising from the ground. They were sure that both Malfoy and Jase crashed, but it wasn't so. The dust cleared up, reviling Malfoy in the middle of a pit while Jase was hovering steadily, panting, with the Snitch in her hand. She steadily landed on the ground, and Madame Pouch held up her hand.
"Winner!" she said, once regaining her speech. -----
Her last class of the day ended and she was walking towards the Great Hall for supper, when a hand grabber her shoulders, and immediately turned her around. "Harry..." she said calmly.
"I never EVER want to hear that you did something like that again." He said worriedly. "The spell could have easily worn off, and you know that! I know you're the new Slytherin Seeker, but it's too dangerous!"
Jase stared at him blankly and walked away from him. "I don't need your protection," she said over her shoulder.
He reached out his arm and grabbed onto hers before pulling her back towards him. "These are Dumbledore's orders. I must keep an eye on you at all costs, and make sure you don't pass out like you did again. Mr. Jamison must do the same." His arms were, at the moment, wrapped gently around her back, and his chin was placed on her head. He was so relaxed, he was unaware of how he was holding her.
Jase, on the other hand, was anything but relaxed. Her face was beat-red and she was all confused about why he was holding her with such care and gentleness. "Um.... Ok, but, uh... can you let go of me now?" she said nervously.
His eyes snapped open and he, too, turned a deep red. "Oh... uh... sor-sorry..." he said, before practically pushing her away.
A pair of eyes was looking jealously at the two. 'What is he doing with her?' she thought. 'I've just got to win him back!'
"HARRY! Come on, let's go! I'm starved!" yelled Ron, with a slightly dazed Hermione by his side. Harry came running to his friends with a still bright- red face.
"Miss Jase Cole..." he started "Nice to see you're alright."
"Uh-huh." She nodded, but didn't feel the same as she looked. 'Damn, my head is killing me..."
"Is something troubling you? Miss Cole?" he asked, as if he could see right through that painless mask.
"No...." she said. Dumbedore gave her a look saying 'Don't lie to me...' Jase looked down and told him about her headache.
"Ah.... Yes.... That could happen sometimes. Remember that spell I put on you last night? When it's new, it's not very strong, and when someone tries to get into your mind, it slightly works. But, since the mind-control is so very mild, you mistaken it for a headache. It will go away after a few hours..." he smiled peacefully as Jase fell back onto the bed. It was almost eight-o-clock, but she was very much at ease, almost sure she would be able to take the day off. "Well, you should be off to class now." He said, as if on cue. "You'll be late for Transfiguration." And with that, he walked out the door.
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Draco Malfoy was loitering in the hall with his followers, when Jase walked by with Spike happily curled around her arm. "Well, well.... Look who's back?.... Are you alright?" he asked, sounding slightly concerned.
"Go to class Malfoy..." she said annoyed, and walked right passed him.
He ran up to her and grabbed her shoulders. "Would you mind telling me what happened the other night?" he asked smoothly.
"What do you mean by 'what happened the other night.' What you saw in... Defense... ag... What?" She started feeling uncomfortable when he gave her a strange look and backed away until her head reached a wall.
"Be careful... you shouldn't fall unconscious again..." he winked and walked back to where Crabb and Goyle were standing.
'tsk, ass...' she thought, then was suddenly taken over by an uneasy feeling. She marched back to Malfoy and grabbed his collar before pushing him against the wall. "How the hell do you know about that?" she snapped. Crabb and Goyle started to snigger. She gave them both a death-glare and they walked away. She whipped her face back to Malfoy and asked him again. Spikes face floated up to Jase's and was looking at Malfoy's nose the same way as he looked at his food.
Malfoy's face went blank with fear and choked on the words he was saying. "Um... ok, you caught me.... I listened in on your conversation. Just... pleeeaaaasssseeee tell him to stop looking at me that way." He finished, pointing at Spike.
Jase took a hand off Malfoys collar and pushed Spike's head down, then replaced her hand. "Don't you dare tell ANYONE about this, or-." The bell cut her off. She glared back at Malfoy, before dropping him and moved on to her next class.
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"Alright everyone! Board your brooms, let's start the lesson!" said Madame Pouch (Sorry if I misspelled her name) to the Ravenclaw and Sytherin, 6th and 7th year students. "Today we will pair up and try to catch the golden Snitch. This would be tournament-like. Whoever loses will sit out until the end of this exercise and the winner will get another round. Alright! Cho Chang, the Ravenclaw Seeker versus Jase Cole. Students ready... BEGIN!"
Jase gripped her Nimbus 2001 and shot upwards, going into a steady hover. She started looking around for the Snitch, while shooting a few glances at Cho, who was also scanning the air. Then, something caught her eye. Cho had just started going around in circles, chasing after what looked like a tiny speck. Jase knew right away what Cho was chasing after and dashed after it as well. Three.... Two.... One.... It was over. Within three seconds the Snitch was snuggly tucked into Jase's hand. Many turns went by without even five minutes passing. Everyone, including Madame Pouch, were amazed by Jase's speed. Everyone... but Malfoy...
"Alright! Last match!" Yelled Madame Pouch. "Draco Malfoy, Slytherin Seeker versus Jase Cole! Remember! These two are form the same house, so whoever wins this match, will win the Seeker position of the Slytherin team!"
Malfoy smirked. 'Your speed won't be enough to beat me, I'm afraid...' he thought, and dashed upward. He looked at Jase, who was still hovering steadily in the air. She shot him a cold look, and he returned it with a smirk. A "Begin!" started the last match. Jase looked intensely around the field while Malfoy kept a close eye on her. A glint of light passed by her eyes and she shot to the left and started chasing after it. Malfoy was by her side within seconds, and the Snitch took a dive. Jase stopped abruptly. Malfoy did the same. 'Hmmm.... I wonder...' she thought. She shot upward, Malfoy followed. She swung to the right, again, Malfoy followed. The Snitch was still floating around below her. She looked at Malfoy one more time and went into a steep dive. Malfoy, obviously followed her and was going at the same, accelerating, speed. She flew right passed the Snitch, hoping Malfoy hadn't noticed, and kept falling. The ground grew dangerously near, but she knew she had to keep falling. CRASH!
The others didn't catch what had happened for it happened so fast. Dust was arising from the ground. They were sure that both Malfoy and Jase crashed, but it wasn't so. The dust cleared up, reviling Malfoy in the middle of a pit while Jase was hovering steadily, panting, with the Snitch in her hand. She steadily landed on the ground, and Madame Pouch held up her hand.
"Winner!" she said, once regaining her speech. -----
Her last class of the day ended and she was walking towards the Great Hall for supper, when a hand grabber her shoulders, and immediately turned her around. "Harry..." she said calmly.
"I never EVER want to hear that you did something like that again." He said worriedly. "The spell could have easily worn off, and you know that! I know you're the new Slytherin Seeker, but it's too dangerous!"
Jase stared at him blankly and walked away from him. "I don't need your protection," she said over her shoulder.
He reached out his arm and grabbed onto hers before pulling her back towards him. "These are Dumbledore's orders. I must keep an eye on you at all costs, and make sure you don't pass out like you did again. Mr. Jamison must do the same." His arms were, at the moment, wrapped gently around her back, and his chin was placed on her head. He was so relaxed, he was unaware of how he was holding her.
Jase, on the other hand, was anything but relaxed. Her face was beat-red and she was all confused about why he was holding her with such care and gentleness. "Um.... Ok, but, uh... can you let go of me now?" she said nervously.
His eyes snapped open and he, too, turned a deep red. "Oh... uh... sor-sorry..." he said, before practically pushing her away.
A pair of eyes was looking jealously at the two. 'What is he doing with her?' she thought. 'I've just got to win him back!'
"HARRY! Come on, let's go! I'm starved!" yelled Ron, with a slightly dazed Hermione by his side. Harry came running to his friends with a still bright- red face.