SatanBarbie - No problem. I can give you an aldrian spider. Just let me know how big you want 'em and in what color.
KittyWillow - What to say, what to say. I can honestly say that Snape will be an important key in this fan fic. I'm not sure who came up with the whole Mary Sue thing but after a while of hearing people call my characters Mary Sue's or Gary Stu's I get a little ticked and go do something to let out my anger calmly. And it's okay about you blowing up. I understand where your coming from and it's okay.
a very mad hatter - It's okay. You don't have to be sorry about mentioning edits and everything. I appreciate you telling me. You see, I had this chapter typed up but then I did some big changes to it to make it seem more realistic. I don't think I used a lot of because's in this chapter and sorry about the entrance to Slytherin. I don't know where my head was at the time.
morrow - Okay, uh, what to say to that? I'm sorry you see her as a perfect character but she is most definitely not. I know she may seem like it but that's because of how I write and I'm working on improving my writing skills. I'm only a freshmen-now-turned-sophomore in high school who writes fan fics for the fun of it. BTW, Roxy does not get along with Malfoy too much so no relationship there and I try my best not to match up my main character with Harry which means he ain't gonna be with her either. And I will be giving her some problems along the way. Oh, I always have fun writing my stories so thank you for the, uh, encouragement.
SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG TO UPDATE BUT I'VE BEEN A LITTLE BUSY AND I ALSO CHANGED A FEW THINGS THAT I HAD WRITTEN TO MAKE IT SEEM REALISTIC. REMEMBER, I VALUE WHAT MY REVIEWERS TELL ME AND I DON'T APPRECIATE FLAMES VERY MUCH. NO ONE HAS FLAMED ME AS OF YET SO PLEASE DON'T WORRY. BUT IF YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY, SAY IT NOT COMPLAIN ABOUT IT. SO NOW ON WITH THE FAN FIC!
Chapter 4
Roxy groaned as she plopped her head down onto the table she was sitting at with Megan. The sixth year Hufflepuff's were all currently in History of Magic, listening to Professor Binns drone on about some wizarding war in the medieval times. Nearly all of the students were asleep and the rest were either doodling or doing last minute homework that should have been done for another class the night before. The class had gotten so boring that Roxy was dangerously close to banging her head on the table repeatedly so she could get sent to Madame Pomfrey.
At last, after what seemed like an eternity, the bell rang and the Hufflepuff's slowly filed out of the room. They slowly proceeded on their way to the third floor. As they started to enter the Charms classroom, they saw Professor Flitwick jumping up and down on a table with his wand pointing at something.
"What are you doing, professor?" asked Ernie as the sixth year Hufflepuff's stood and stared at him.
"A student from my last class messed up the charm you are reviewing from last year today and now the blasted birds won't come down," explained the small professor.
As if to hear him, little birds of the colors orange, pink, lime green, and yellow appeared all over. The professor could not reach any of them because of how high up they had gone. The Hufflepuff's all exchanged looks before they all climbed up onto the tables.
"Excuse me, professor," said Roxy.
The Charms professor stepped down and watched as each Hufflepuff lured a bird out, catching it easily with their hands.
"Be careful with them, children. Fwooper's must be handled with care. You must not frighten them too much," advised Professor Flitwick.
In the end, there was only one Fwooper left. The orange colored bird flew across the room and got up into the highest corner it could. Ernie and Justin who were standing up on the table under it were trying to figure out how to get it to come down.
"I have an idea. Roxy, come here," called Justin.
She walked over to them and climbed up onto the table. Justin whispered the plan to Ernie and both boys agreed that it would work. Both boys knelt down and latched onto an ankle. Roxy gave them such a look they both cringed.
"We're going to hold you up so you can get to it," explained Justin.
As soon as they were sure they weren't going to drop her, Justin and Ernie carefully held her up in the air as she reached her hands out for the bird. The Fwooper seemed to like Roxy as it slowly moved out of its hiding place.
"Come on. I'm not going to hurt you," coaxed Roxy.
The bird suddenly shot into Roxy's hands. It was stronger and faster than the three teens had originally thought when the force of it coming to Roxy knocked all three off the table. Luckily, Justin and Ernie landed on soft pillows that had been on the floor from the previous class. However, Roxy was not so lucky. On her way to the ground, her arm had scraped across the side of the table terribly. The Hufflepuff's rushed over to their fallen comrade.
She was leaning against the table behind her, facing them, and was silently shaking. Pulled close to her chest was her right arm that had multiple cuts that went from her wrist to elbow on it. Blood was beginning to trickle down her arm from the open cuts. The Hufflepuff's winced as they all moved away and Professor Flitwick was able to look at her arm.
"Miss Jones, would you please take Miss Fudge to the infirmary?"
"Yes, professor."
Megan helped Roxy stand up but Roxy didn't allow her to help her walk out of the classroom. The orange Fwooper that Roxy had caught was sitting on the table she had hurt her arm on and stared after said Hufflepuff as she left the room with Megan. It tilted its head to the side; it didn't know what had happened.
Megan watched silently as Roxy walked on her own the whole way to the infirmary. It wasn't very far but Megan was sure Professor Flitwick had sent her with Roxy to make sure the other girl was okay. The two breezed into the infirmary where Madame Pomfrey was attending with a second year who had caught the Wizard's flu. They waited patiently for her to finish checking the student. Once she was done with the second year, she bustled over to them.
"What can I do for y--Holy Helga Hufflepuff! What happened to your arm, Miss Fudge?" exclaimed the medi-witch.
"The sixth year Hufflepuff's were catching the Fwooper's for Professor Flitwick. One particular Fwooper was too high so I stood on Justin and Ernie's hands to grab it. The Fwooper shot into my hands and knocked all three of us off the table," explained Roxy.
"Then where are Mrs. Macmillan and Finch-Fletchley?" demanded Madame Pomfrey.
"Roxy's the only one injured. Ernie and Justin landed on pillows," put in Megan before Roxy can reply.
"Hmm. You may go, Miss Jones. Inform Professor Flitwick and your other professors for today that Miss Fudge will not be coming to anymore classes."
With that said, Megan said good-bye to Roxy and left. Madame Pomfrey had Roxy sit down on a hospital bed as she checked Roxy's arm.
"These are some nasty cuts, Miss Fudge, and you bruised it quite badly. It's going to take some time for your arm to heal. It'll definitely take longer for the cuts to disappear as well," said Madame Pomfrey.
"How long will it take my arm to heal?" asked a nervous Roxy.
"I'd say a few days at the most," answered Madame Pomfrey.
"What? But the first Quidditch match of the season is next Saturday," wailed Roxy.
"Don't worry, Miss Fudge. Your arm will be healed by that time. You'll still be able play Keeper for your team," stated Madame Pomfrey.
The medi-witch wandered away to her office to leave Roxy alone. Roxy sighed and thanked Merlin she would be able to play. The Hufflepuff Quidditch team had been counting on her, especially since yesterday when they suddenly informed her that they had chosen her as co-captain, making her captain if Ernie could not play in a game. She was happy that she was still going to be able to play.
Madame Pomfrey returned with a small bottle and piece of muggle cotton. She took the cap off and poured some of the liquid substance onto the cotton.
"This is only going to sting just a little bit," promised Madame Pomfrey as she wiped the iodine on Roxy's cuts.
AHHHHHHHHHH! Merlin, did that sting! I'm going to be feeling that later, screamed Roxy in her mind.
Madame Pomfrey threw away the cotton and then had Roxy carefully lay her arm down in her lap. The woman checked for any more injuries but found none. She gave Roxy a potion that the smell alone would make you faint.
"Yuck! What in Merlin's name was that junk?" practically shouted Roxy.
"A potion that will get rid of those cuts. Now I'm going to give you an ice pack that you must keep on your arm until all of the ice has melted. Try not to move your arm too badly and be careful during Quidditch practice," commanded Madame Pomfrey.
"Why do I have to be careful?" queried Roxy.
"The cuts may disappear but your arm will still be slightly bruised. So I want you to take it easy for the next few days. I'm going to talk to all of the professors and tell them that I don't want you doing a whole lot. For the moment, the most I want you to do is to practice casting spells and writing notes in class."
Roxy groaned silently. Basically, she was being put on lock-down by the medi-witch though she knew better than to argue with the elderly woman.
"Yes, mam. Now if you'll excuse me, I would like to get back to my classmates."
Before Roxy had left the infirmary, Madame Pomfrey had firecalled Professor Trelawney to tell her that the Hufflepuff girl would not be coming to class so Roxy was able to go back to the Hufflepuff dorms to take a nap. Sometime later, she awoke and glanced at her watch. She let out a loud exhausted sigh; dinner had started ten minutes ago. She climbed out of bed and left the Hufflepuff dorms.
However, when she arrived at the closed doors of the Great Hall she realized that she really wasn't that hungry and didn't feel like chatting with her friends. Instead Roxy sat down on the stairs in the entrance hall to have some time to think to herself. Soon the giant doors leading into the Great Hall opened and then closed. Roxy smiled when she saw that it was her two Slytherin friends, Michael and Caleb.
"Hey guys," called Roxy.
Their heads turned towards her and their faces lit up when they saw that it was Roxy.
"Hey, Minister Roxy. How's it hangin'?" jokingly asked Michael.
"Hangin' okay, Mike," commented Roxy as the two joined her on the stairs.
"Heard about the accident in Charms. You know I recall a similar accident that happened a few years ago," smirked Caleb.
"Back off, Tirsh! It was my first year! I mean how was I supposed to know that the bloody creature didn't like turnips," shot back Michael.
"Relax, Reens. I was only telling that as an example. Remember what happened in my second year?" hinted Caleb.
"Boy, do I! That was one heck of a year if I do say so," said Michael.
"Details, guys, details!" whined Roxy.
"Well...."
For the rest of lunch, Roxy learned more about the two Slytherin's she had ever thought possible. She had no idea that Michael had been a prefect in his fifth year and had reported bad Slytherin's to the right professors. In addition, she learned about Caleb vandalizing McGonagall's office on a dare in his third year. It was only a few minutes before the students would start exiting the Great Hall when the two brought up an interesting topic.
"You know, we still haven't met that Augurey of yours," hinted Caleb.
Roxy smirked. She knew both boys had been dying to meet what was considered her pet of the dark side.
"How 'bout you meet me in the Great Hall on Saturday? You can visit as long as you want," suggested Roxy.
"Sounds good to me," commented Caleb.
"Fine for me," added Michael.
Some Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students started coming out of the Great Hall. Michael and Caleb said good-bye to Roxy, leaving her at the stairs as they went to the Slytherin dorms. The Hufflepuff Quidditch team soon came out and they all greeted Roxy warmly. None spoke or asked about her arm as they made their way to the Hufflepuff dorms.
When they had come to the portrait and given the password, the small Hufflepuff group spread out in the common room. Roxy and Elenor shared the couch, Megan sat on the window sill, Wayne and Owen sat on the bottom of the stairs, and Justin and Ernie sat in the two armchairs that were placed on both sides of the couch. They were all working on homework in silence. Despite the intense pain shooting through her arm, Roxy still wrote her homework. While her left handwriting wasn't that bad, she preferred to write with the hand she was accustomed to writing with.
"Hey Roxy. Madame Hooch stopped me in the hallway this afternoon and gave me a little last minute news," said Ernie.
"Oh? What'd she say?" inquired Roxy.
"She said each Quidditch team must have a substitute for whatever position, preferably one for Keeper or Seeker. They changed that rule in the book a few days ago," answered Ernie.
"I think you should choose a substitute for Keeper," muttered Roxy.
"I was thinking about that. But I think we should choose someone that can play Seeker. Any suggestions?" questioned Ernie.
Roxy picked her head up to look at him. She was startled that he was asking her for her opinion. A memory from Brook Valley came across. The captain of her Quidditch team there had shot down any suggestions that didn't come from the Beaters.
"How 'bout that third year Whitby? He tried out for Beater earlier. Didn't have the strength, but definitely has the speed for a Seeker. He can be the substitute. Tell him he'll be the sub for Hufflepuff and start training on Saturday during practice," advised Roxy.
"No. You are the one that's going to show Whitby how to play Seeker. Roxy, you're the co-captain and I have a feeling you could teach him a lot more than I ever could. I don't care how you do it but just make sure he's ready by next Saturday," commanded Ernie.
Roxy smiled as she stood up and saluted with her left hand.
"Aye aye, captain."
End of Chapter 4
I'M GOING TO THE MOVIES TONIGHT TO SEE HARRY POTTER AND THE PRISONER OF AZKABAN SO IF ANY OF YOU REVIEW I WON'T BE READING IT UNTIL TOMORROW MORNING. JUST THOUGHT I OUGHT TO LET YOU KNOW.