Ok just so you know that I have put both parts together So when you see
chapter 6 up it will be the real chapter. I have been waiting on it being
typed for quite some time now. (My typist is ill and I hope we can all wish
her well) Anita get better soon.
Chapter 5
Malfoy's Maladies
By the time breakfast was over, the four Gryffindors had watched Draco consumed 6 chocolates.
"I didn't know he had that big of a sweet tooth," Hermione laughed.
"Good thing that," Ron chuckled.
They left the Great Hall just after the group of Slytherins, containing Draco; to make their way up to the Defense classroom.
They met Professor McGonnagle in the Hallway.
"Good Morning," McGonnagle nodded at the Slytherin group.
"Morning Professor," said most of the group.
"Morning Professor," Draco smiled. 'You're looking very lovely today."
Stunned, the Professor dropped her mouth and hurried away. Slytherins were usually polite, but they never resorted to bum kissing in her presence.
"You feeling alright Malfoy?" Blaize asked giving him a strange look.
"What?" Draco looked back, then continued walking to class.
The four behind the group looked at each other grinning.
"Hermione," Harry asked, "Did you have the twins put the unnoticeable charm as well."
Hermione had just started walking away. "That was Ginny's idea."
When the class was settled, Professor Dumbledore began class.
"This week we will be working on Shielding Charms. Yes, I know this will be a review for some of you and there seems to be some that haven't yet managed it effectively. So, this will be a good practice for you. Also, you will work on casting shields around others. This takes lots of strength and mind control. Now, who would like to tell me how the basic charm or the 'Protego' charm works?"
Dumbledore looked around the class. "Yes Miss Granger."
"The shield concentrates on the air around the person when it is cast, and when a curse hits, it disperses it causing no harm to the person." said Hermione with confidence.
"That would be correct Miss Granger." said the Professor.
"Now, who can tell me why this only works on less complicated or weaker curses?" The Professor looked around the room again. "Ah! Mr. Malfoy. Will you?"
"Why certainly Professor. I'd love to." Draco started. "The air begins to move when the curse hits, which causes the diffusion, but more complicated or stronger curses move too quickly for the diffusion process."
"Thank you Mr. Malfoy." The Professor nodded, but Draco remained standing. "Was there anything else Mr. Malfoy?"
"Professor, I just wanted to tell you that you're the best defense teacher ever." Draco smiled, and the whole class giggled.
"Why thank you Mr. Malfoy." The Professor said with a smile, his eyes twinkling with mirth.
"Oh and Professor did you know that your eyes sparkle very beautifully." Draco added seriously.
The class now broke out in obvious laughter. Professor Dumbldore raised his had to quiet everyone while Draco couldn't figure out what was the matter with everyone.
"I think now would be a good time to break into groups and practice our defenses. If you've mastered your spells, please help those who haven't gotten it yet." The Professor sat down in his chair and turned away from his students so they couldn't see his face. "Looks like the Marauders are going to make this an interesting year." he though to himself while chuckling.
Blaize paired up with Draco, and Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny moved in near by so as not to miss any thing.
"What's the matter with you?" Blaize laughed at Draco.
"What do you mean? There's nothing wrong." Draco answered. "You look nice today...those new robes.."
"That's what I mean." Blaize chuckled.
"I don't know what you're on about Zambini." Draco said seriously. "I know you got a haircut. Looks smashing!"
"That's it!. You've got to stop!. What are you playing at?" Blaize returned and then put on an overly sweet voice. "OH Professor you eyes.."
"What! I didn't say that." Draco stiffened.
"You did! What do you think the whole class was laughing at?" Blaize answered.
Draco's face reddened. He wanted to yell. He wanted to curse, but instead ended up with, "I bet those wonderful Gryffindors are behind this. I wish I could be as talented as them. And of course, they have the most beautiful girls as well."
He finished right when Pansy walked up to him. He quickly put his hand over his mouth and directed Blaize to explain. Pansy, of course, just heard the words Gryffindor girls and beautiful. She slapped him and walked off in a huff.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were having trouble practicing due to their constant laughter.
"How am I going to get through this?" Draco started to ask Blaize but of course added, "You're so wonderful."
"Well you could just skive off until it passes." Blaize offered.
"Can't. Snape said I had to hand in my assignment today or he'll tell my father...He's such a wonderful man." Draco cringed.
"I thought your father was still in prison." Blaize questioned.
"Oh he is, but that doesn't mean much." Draco tried to fight saying anything else. He couldn't say anything nice about his father, which made the effect change a bit, "lovey dovey, sugar and spice."
"You better just keep your mouth shut then." Blaize said while patting him on the back.
Harry, Ron, and Ginny were close enough to hear and tried to stifle their laughter, although they had a very hard time doing so.
Draco spent the rest of the class with his head buried in his hands and avoiding everyone. Draco was the last one to leave the classroom for lunch.
"Mr. Malfoy." The Headmaster called. Draco stopped and turned back slightly trying to hold his tongue.
"Yes your most handsome Professorness."
Dumbledore chuckled. "I was wondering if you could deliver a message to Professor McGonnagle at lunch."
"Certainly, I would love to." Draco answered, but not wanting to do anything of the sort.
"That would be most appreciated.' The Headmaster grinned and handed him a folded piece of parchment. "And, please tell her not to worry. I'll be there shortly."
"Yes your hairy greatness." Draco returned before clapping his hands over his mouth.
The Headmaster chuckled as Draco practically ran from the room.
Draco arrived at the great Hall full of students eating lunch. "Just Great!" he thought as he made his way to the head table. He went to Professor McGonnagle and thrust the note at her. She took the note reading it quickly before looking to Draco.
"Was there something else?" She asked.
"Um...yeah, the almighty twinkling Headmaster said he would grace your utmost beautifulness with his presence shortly." Draco uttered totally appalled with himself.
McGonnagle's eyes widened and looked at the young Slytherin. His face was flushed red, and perspiration was forming on his brow.
"Mr. Malfoy, are you feeling well?" she asked.
"Yes ma'am." Draco answered and turned around to keep his lips closed, but lost control and added, "You're Perty."
"What!" said McGonnagle in astonishment.
"I'm sorry." Draco struggled. "Want to get married?"
"Mr. Malfoy!." The Professor yelled at the young Slytherin.
Draco couldn't believe what his mouth had uttered and passed out.
The four at the Gryffindor table chuckled at the scene. This was definitely going well. They watched as Professor McGonnagle levitated Malfoy out of the Great Hall.
In the hospital wing Madam Pomfrey was busy poking and prodding the unconscious boy.
"Can you find anything Poppy?" McGonnegal asked.
"There does not seem to be anything wrong with the boy" Pomfrey said while casting a diagnostic charm.
The door opened and the headmaster entered. "May I have a word Minerva?" he said, gesturing her to join him out side.
"I've been waiting for your explanation your note was rather vague." she pulled the note from her pocket which said 'Watch and listen history repeats'!
"Do you remember your days as a student here?" the headmaster asked.
"Well yes. That was a long time ago, but I remember it well. I had such fun in those days." McGonnagal's eyes glazed a little as she lost herself in thought.
The headmaster cleared his throat, bringing her back to the present. "What has that to do with anything?" She asked.
"I do believe that the legacy lives again." The headmaster's eyes twinkled mischievously.
"You don't mean Albus?" Miniva asked bringing a hand up to cover a smile which was starting to form. "I do believe your team will be knocked into third place this year."
"Never !" Miniva gasped, "no one have ever come close till the Marauders."
"My point exactly" exclaimed the headmaster. He pulled a small black book from the confines of his robes. On the cover, written in gold letters, was 'Hogwarts a History of Pranks'. He opened it to the latest entry; September 10th 1996 The Marauders, complimentary collections.
Miniva looked at the book then up at Albus. "No! not another set."
Draco began to stir, slowly regaining consciousness.
"I see you decided to join the living," Madam Pomfrey remarked. "How are you feeling?"
Draco blinked a couple of times, "Okay, I guess." He swallowed but then continued, "because of your ever so special care."
"Good, since you are feeling better and I can find nothing wrong with you, you may go." Madam Pomfrey muttered then she began busying herself mumbling "Poor delicate boys just falling over."
Draco heard her mumble and retorted before he could stop himself, "I am not delicate, but you are as delicate as a rose just beginning to bloom."
Madam Pomfrey stood there gaping as Draco scrambled off the bed heading for the door. He ran straight into the headmaster.
"Ah Mr Malfoy, glad to see you're up and about" said the headmaster, "you may go to your next class, Potions I think." Draco just nodded and headed away.
"Don't forget your pass" the headmaster hollered after him. With a swish of his wand a note appeared in Draco's hand.
"Great, just great. If only I can make it through." he thought.
Draco reached the potions class stopped to take a deep breath then entered.
"Mr. Malfoy, so glad you could join us." Snape sneered.
Draco handed him the note and quickly took his seat before his mouth could betray him.
"You should all be preparing your other ingredients. Mr. Malfoy copy the notes from the board and then begin if you can't finish the potion by the end of the period you will remain after class to finish." the Professor snarled in his usual intimidating voice.
He sat down and began marking papers. Harry, Ron and Hermione tried to keep a straight face when Malfoy came in knowing it was something to do with their prank.
Draco opened his bag to get the parchment for taking notes and spied his gift from this morning. He had always had a sweet tooth and chocolate usually calmed him much the way it reversed the effect of the dementors. He'd always used chocolate after encounters with his father and after the frequent hexes his father had placed on him. He found chocolate took away the dread and almost made him feel almost jubilant. He felt he needed these feelings now more than ever.
If Snape found him eating in class he'd sorely regret it. He quickly took out two pieces popping one in his mouth, eating it quickly before inserting the other.
Harry, who had been watching, snickered a little too loudly catching everyone's attention that were in the vicinity.
"Mr. Potter what may I ask do you find amusing?" Snape bellowed.
"Nothing professor." Harry stammered.
"Everyone back to work and Mr. Potter if you don't get your potion correct you will serve detention. Am I clear?" Snape snarled.
"Yes professor," Harry answered.
Snape returned to his desk and Draco looked back at Potter who smiled and gave him a little wave. He then looked at Granger and Weasley who grinned back at him. Then it hit.
"Bloody hell" thought Draco. His mind began to whirl, "How could I have been so stupid?"
He felt a flutter in his stomach.
"I am an idiot"
A rumble in his ears.
"I'm a bleeding ass"
A strange feeling bubbling up in him.
"I'm a"
Blaze looked over at him and gave him an elbow. "Get busy or Snape's going to have you"
Draco looked back at him with a glazed look on his face.
"You okay?" Blaze whispered.
"I'm" Draco blinked a couple of times
"I'm" he paused then the glazed look became a smirk.
"I'm" Blaze started to look worried.
"I'm Henry the eighth" Draco began with a very strange grin on his face.
"Draco quiet" Blaze hushed him.
But it did not deter him
"I'm Henry the eighth I am I am" he sung loudly.
He then stood on his seat.
"I got married to the widow next door"
"Mr Malfoy" Snape bellowed.
"She's been married seven times before"
Draco continued singing.
"And every one was an Henry" "What is the meaning of this?" Snape snarled now standing right next to him.
"She wouldn't have a Willy or a Sam. I'm her eighth old man"
"Detention Mr Malfoy" Snape bellowed.
"I'm Henry" Draco sang "Henry the eighth I am" he gave a little bum shake at the end.
The classroom was now roaring in laughter at seeing the pompous Slytherin let loose.
"What is the matter with you boy?" Snape grabbed his shoulders in an attempt to hold the boy still.
"I'm wonderful you big beautiful bat." Draco leaned in and gave him a big hug. "I love you."
Snape pushed him away in disgust. "OUT! Get him OUT." Snape screeched " Zambini get him the hell out of my class room."
The class stated to calm at Snape's bellowing and sat stiffly in their seats. Blaize grabbed Draco and their belongings. "come on Draco."
"I'm Henry" came Draco's response and he started bouncing towards the door singing "I'm Henry the eight I am I am"
Snape ordered silence to the rest of the class and told them to finish their potions and get out. Hermione wiped the tears from her eyes and looked to her other accomplices in the room, they all gave a chuckle under their breath and went silently back to work.
At supper the whole school was a buzz, talking about Malfoy's disruption of potions. Blaze was seated at the Slytherin's table exhausted from chasing Draco about the school for at over an hour. He had last seen him on the seventh floor and had not seen him since.
"We should probably inform Fred and George the effects of eating too much." Hermione told the other three.
"Did he really sing in front of Snape?" Ginny asked with a giggle. "Oh how I'd love to have seen that."
The four talked all through supper and made their way to the common room after.
That evening, Harry noticed that Ginny shied away from him and avoided directly speaking to him. He claimed tiredness and made his way to his room to be alone.
"I really need to talk to someone on how to ask her out." He thought.
Then he decided Remus would be the best one to confide in. He took out his owl and started a letter.
To: Mooney From: Prongs Jr. Dear Remus I'd like to ask your advice on how to get Ginny to be my girlfriend. Harry.
He sent it and was surprised that only minutes later a reply came back.
To: The boy who lived From: I'd love to help Harry, I thought things were good between you two? What happened? Dobby was under the impression you were already dating Remus
To: The wise wolf From: The boy who screwed up Well I asked her to snog when she was helping me recover but after that she told me she only wanted to be friends. Harry
To: The boy who knows nothing about girls From: The master Harry, Harry, Harry, you just cant ask a girl to snog and get a relationship, you need to ask the girl for a relationship, then let the snogging come. Remus
To: The expert From: I am not completely brain-dead I think I have figured that out already now tell me what I need to do. Harry They wrote a couple more times each of which gave Harry ideas on how to fix his girl problem.
her well) Anita get better soon.
Chapter 5
Malfoy's Maladies
By the time breakfast was over, the four Gryffindors had watched Draco consumed 6 chocolates.
"I didn't know he had that big of a sweet tooth," Hermione laughed.
"Good thing that," Ron chuckled.
They left the Great Hall just after the group of Slytherins, containing Draco; to make their way up to the Defense classroom.
They met Professor McGonnagle in the Hallway.
"Good Morning," McGonnagle nodded at the Slytherin group.
"Morning Professor," said most of the group.
"Morning Professor," Draco smiled. 'You're looking very lovely today."
Stunned, the Professor dropped her mouth and hurried away. Slytherins were usually polite, but they never resorted to bum kissing in her presence.
"You feeling alright Malfoy?" Blaize asked giving him a strange look.
"What?" Draco looked back, then continued walking to class.
The four behind the group looked at each other grinning.
"Hermione," Harry asked, "Did you have the twins put the unnoticeable charm as well."
Hermione had just started walking away. "That was Ginny's idea."
When the class was settled, Professor Dumbledore began class.
"This week we will be working on Shielding Charms. Yes, I know this will be a review for some of you and there seems to be some that haven't yet managed it effectively. So, this will be a good practice for you. Also, you will work on casting shields around others. This takes lots of strength and mind control. Now, who would like to tell me how the basic charm or the 'Protego' charm works?"
Dumbledore looked around the class. "Yes Miss Granger."
"The shield concentrates on the air around the person when it is cast, and when a curse hits, it disperses it causing no harm to the person." said Hermione with confidence.
"That would be correct Miss Granger." said the Professor.
"Now, who can tell me why this only works on less complicated or weaker curses?" The Professor looked around the room again. "Ah! Mr. Malfoy. Will you?"
"Why certainly Professor. I'd love to." Draco started. "The air begins to move when the curse hits, which causes the diffusion, but more complicated or stronger curses move too quickly for the diffusion process."
"Thank you Mr. Malfoy." The Professor nodded, but Draco remained standing. "Was there anything else Mr. Malfoy?"
"Professor, I just wanted to tell you that you're the best defense teacher ever." Draco smiled, and the whole class giggled.
"Why thank you Mr. Malfoy." The Professor said with a smile, his eyes twinkling with mirth.
"Oh and Professor did you know that your eyes sparkle very beautifully." Draco added seriously.
The class now broke out in obvious laughter. Professor Dumbldore raised his had to quiet everyone while Draco couldn't figure out what was the matter with everyone.
"I think now would be a good time to break into groups and practice our defenses. If you've mastered your spells, please help those who haven't gotten it yet." The Professor sat down in his chair and turned away from his students so they couldn't see his face. "Looks like the Marauders are going to make this an interesting year." he though to himself while chuckling.
Blaize paired up with Draco, and Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny moved in near by so as not to miss any thing.
"What's the matter with you?" Blaize laughed at Draco.
"What do you mean? There's nothing wrong." Draco answered. "You look nice today...those new robes.."
"That's what I mean." Blaize chuckled.
"I don't know what you're on about Zambini." Draco said seriously. "I know you got a haircut. Looks smashing!"
"That's it!. You've got to stop!. What are you playing at?" Blaize returned and then put on an overly sweet voice. "OH Professor you eyes.."
"What! I didn't say that." Draco stiffened.
"You did! What do you think the whole class was laughing at?" Blaize answered.
Draco's face reddened. He wanted to yell. He wanted to curse, but instead ended up with, "I bet those wonderful Gryffindors are behind this. I wish I could be as talented as them. And of course, they have the most beautiful girls as well."
He finished right when Pansy walked up to him. He quickly put his hand over his mouth and directed Blaize to explain. Pansy, of course, just heard the words Gryffindor girls and beautiful. She slapped him and walked off in a huff.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were having trouble practicing due to their constant laughter.
"How am I going to get through this?" Draco started to ask Blaize but of course added, "You're so wonderful."
"Well you could just skive off until it passes." Blaize offered.
"Can't. Snape said I had to hand in my assignment today or he'll tell my father...He's such a wonderful man." Draco cringed.
"I thought your father was still in prison." Blaize questioned.
"Oh he is, but that doesn't mean much." Draco tried to fight saying anything else. He couldn't say anything nice about his father, which made the effect change a bit, "lovey dovey, sugar and spice."
"You better just keep your mouth shut then." Blaize said while patting him on the back.
Harry, Ron, and Ginny were close enough to hear and tried to stifle their laughter, although they had a very hard time doing so.
Draco spent the rest of the class with his head buried in his hands and avoiding everyone. Draco was the last one to leave the classroom for lunch.
"Mr. Malfoy." The Headmaster called. Draco stopped and turned back slightly trying to hold his tongue.
"Yes your most handsome Professorness."
Dumbledore chuckled. "I was wondering if you could deliver a message to Professor McGonnagle at lunch."
"Certainly, I would love to." Draco answered, but not wanting to do anything of the sort.
"That would be most appreciated.' The Headmaster grinned and handed him a folded piece of parchment. "And, please tell her not to worry. I'll be there shortly."
"Yes your hairy greatness." Draco returned before clapping his hands over his mouth.
The Headmaster chuckled as Draco practically ran from the room.
Draco arrived at the great Hall full of students eating lunch. "Just Great!" he thought as he made his way to the head table. He went to Professor McGonnagle and thrust the note at her. She took the note reading it quickly before looking to Draco.
"Was there something else?" She asked.
"Um...yeah, the almighty twinkling Headmaster said he would grace your utmost beautifulness with his presence shortly." Draco uttered totally appalled with himself.
McGonnagle's eyes widened and looked at the young Slytherin. His face was flushed red, and perspiration was forming on his brow.
"Mr. Malfoy, are you feeling well?" she asked.
"Yes ma'am." Draco answered and turned around to keep his lips closed, but lost control and added, "You're Perty."
"What!" said McGonnagle in astonishment.
"I'm sorry." Draco struggled. "Want to get married?"
"Mr. Malfoy!." The Professor yelled at the young Slytherin.
Draco couldn't believe what his mouth had uttered and passed out.
The four at the Gryffindor table chuckled at the scene. This was definitely going well. They watched as Professor McGonnagle levitated Malfoy out of the Great Hall.
In the hospital wing Madam Pomfrey was busy poking and prodding the unconscious boy.
"Can you find anything Poppy?" McGonnegal asked.
"There does not seem to be anything wrong with the boy" Pomfrey said while casting a diagnostic charm.
The door opened and the headmaster entered. "May I have a word Minerva?" he said, gesturing her to join him out side.
"I've been waiting for your explanation your note was rather vague." she pulled the note from her pocket which said 'Watch and listen history repeats'!
"Do you remember your days as a student here?" the headmaster asked.
"Well yes. That was a long time ago, but I remember it well. I had such fun in those days." McGonnagal's eyes glazed a little as she lost herself in thought.
The headmaster cleared his throat, bringing her back to the present. "What has that to do with anything?" She asked.
"I do believe that the legacy lives again." The headmaster's eyes twinkled mischievously.
"You don't mean Albus?" Miniva asked bringing a hand up to cover a smile which was starting to form. "I do believe your team will be knocked into third place this year."
"Never !" Miniva gasped, "no one have ever come close till the Marauders."
"My point exactly" exclaimed the headmaster. He pulled a small black book from the confines of his robes. On the cover, written in gold letters, was 'Hogwarts a History of Pranks'. He opened it to the latest entry; September 10th 1996 The Marauders, complimentary collections.
Miniva looked at the book then up at Albus. "No! not another set."
Draco began to stir, slowly regaining consciousness.
"I see you decided to join the living," Madam Pomfrey remarked. "How are you feeling?"
Draco blinked a couple of times, "Okay, I guess." He swallowed but then continued, "because of your ever so special care."
"Good, since you are feeling better and I can find nothing wrong with you, you may go." Madam Pomfrey muttered then she began busying herself mumbling "Poor delicate boys just falling over."
Draco heard her mumble and retorted before he could stop himself, "I am not delicate, but you are as delicate as a rose just beginning to bloom."
Madam Pomfrey stood there gaping as Draco scrambled off the bed heading for the door. He ran straight into the headmaster.
"Ah Mr Malfoy, glad to see you're up and about" said the headmaster, "you may go to your next class, Potions I think." Draco just nodded and headed away.
"Don't forget your pass" the headmaster hollered after him. With a swish of his wand a note appeared in Draco's hand.
"Great, just great. If only I can make it through." he thought.
Draco reached the potions class stopped to take a deep breath then entered.
"Mr. Malfoy, so glad you could join us." Snape sneered.
Draco handed him the note and quickly took his seat before his mouth could betray him.
"You should all be preparing your other ingredients. Mr. Malfoy copy the notes from the board and then begin if you can't finish the potion by the end of the period you will remain after class to finish." the Professor snarled in his usual intimidating voice.
He sat down and began marking papers. Harry, Ron and Hermione tried to keep a straight face when Malfoy came in knowing it was something to do with their prank.
Draco opened his bag to get the parchment for taking notes and spied his gift from this morning. He had always had a sweet tooth and chocolate usually calmed him much the way it reversed the effect of the dementors. He'd always used chocolate after encounters with his father and after the frequent hexes his father had placed on him. He found chocolate took away the dread and almost made him feel almost jubilant. He felt he needed these feelings now more than ever.
If Snape found him eating in class he'd sorely regret it. He quickly took out two pieces popping one in his mouth, eating it quickly before inserting the other.
Harry, who had been watching, snickered a little too loudly catching everyone's attention that were in the vicinity.
"Mr. Potter what may I ask do you find amusing?" Snape bellowed.
"Nothing professor." Harry stammered.
"Everyone back to work and Mr. Potter if you don't get your potion correct you will serve detention. Am I clear?" Snape snarled.
"Yes professor," Harry answered.
Snape returned to his desk and Draco looked back at Potter who smiled and gave him a little wave. He then looked at Granger and Weasley who grinned back at him. Then it hit.
"Bloody hell" thought Draco. His mind began to whirl, "How could I have been so stupid?"
He felt a flutter in his stomach.
"I am an idiot"
A rumble in his ears.
"I'm a bleeding ass"
A strange feeling bubbling up in him.
"I'm a"
Blaze looked over at him and gave him an elbow. "Get busy or Snape's going to have you"
Draco looked back at him with a glazed look on his face.
"You okay?" Blaze whispered.
"I'm" Draco blinked a couple of times
"I'm" he paused then the glazed look became a smirk.
"I'm" Blaze started to look worried.
"I'm Henry the eighth" Draco began with a very strange grin on his face.
"Draco quiet" Blaze hushed him.
But it did not deter him
"I'm Henry the eighth I am I am" he sung loudly.
He then stood on his seat.
"I got married to the widow next door"
"Mr Malfoy" Snape bellowed.
"She's been married seven times before"
Draco continued singing.
"And every one was an Henry" "What is the meaning of this?" Snape snarled now standing right next to him.
"She wouldn't have a Willy or a Sam. I'm her eighth old man"
"Detention Mr Malfoy" Snape bellowed.
"I'm Henry" Draco sang "Henry the eighth I am" he gave a little bum shake at the end.
The classroom was now roaring in laughter at seeing the pompous Slytherin let loose.
"What is the matter with you boy?" Snape grabbed his shoulders in an attempt to hold the boy still.
"I'm wonderful you big beautiful bat." Draco leaned in and gave him a big hug. "I love you."
Snape pushed him away in disgust. "OUT! Get him OUT." Snape screeched " Zambini get him the hell out of my class room."
The class stated to calm at Snape's bellowing and sat stiffly in their seats. Blaize grabbed Draco and their belongings. "come on Draco."
"I'm Henry" came Draco's response and he started bouncing towards the door singing "I'm Henry the eight I am I am"
Snape ordered silence to the rest of the class and told them to finish their potions and get out. Hermione wiped the tears from her eyes and looked to her other accomplices in the room, they all gave a chuckle under their breath and went silently back to work.
At supper the whole school was a buzz, talking about Malfoy's disruption of potions. Blaze was seated at the Slytherin's table exhausted from chasing Draco about the school for at over an hour. He had last seen him on the seventh floor and had not seen him since.
"We should probably inform Fred and George the effects of eating too much." Hermione told the other three.
"Did he really sing in front of Snape?" Ginny asked with a giggle. "Oh how I'd love to have seen that."
The four talked all through supper and made their way to the common room after.
That evening, Harry noticed that Ginny shied away from him and avoided directly speaking to him. He claimed tiredness and made his way to his room to be alone.
"I really need to talk to someone on how to ask her out." He thought.
Then he decided Remus would be the best one to confide in. He took out his owl and started a letter.
To: Mooney From: Prongs Jr. Dear Remus I'd like to ask your advice on how to get Ginny to be my girlfriend. Harry.
He sent it and was surprised that only minutes later a reply came back.
To: The boy who lived From: I'd love to help Harry, I thought things were good between you two? What happened? Dobby was under the impression you were already dating Remus
To: The wise wolf From: The boy who screwed up Well I asked her to snog when she was helping me recover but after that she told me she only wanted to be friends. Harry
To: The boy who knows nothing about girls From: The master Harry, Harry, Harry, you just cant ask a girl to snog and get a relationship, you need to ask the girl for a relationship, then let the snogging come. Remus
To: The expert From: I am not completely brain-dead I think I have figured that out already now tell me what I need to do. Harry They wrote a couple more times each of which gave Harry ideas on how to fix his girl problem.