Dating Dungbombs
Answers to reviews:
Since there were waaay too many reviews to mention, I'm saying:
*More Elizabeth! Answer: Yes. She's the narrator for this chapter.
*Courtney and Louise - bigger role? Answer: Yes.
*The 'peanut' and 'punchbuggy' line? Answer: No. Sorry! Next chapter, I promise.
*Big objects hitting people? Answer: Yes.
*Ashlee and Ron? Answer: ... Has a very unlikely chance to happen.
*More Hermione and Ron? Answer: For Ron, yes. For Hermione, a tiny bit.
*Lara and Malfoy kissing? Answer: BOYS HAVE COOTIES!!!
Also, to my long time reviewer to my email - Stephanie - you finally get a mention.
HI STEPHANIE!!!
A/N: Welcome to Chapter 6 of Dating Dungbombs. Here's a summary: Stretcher, BLINKIE?!, Elizabeth, potion, UH-OH, Malfoy, Herbology and plot.
Thanks to everyone for reading and reviewing, and if you haven't reviewed yet ... REVIEW!!
I would also like to add that the 'Bluberry Dungbombs' story and the 'Bluberryorchidz1' identity incident has been cleared with 'Blueberryorchidz1' writing an apology note on the 'Blueberry Dungbombs' fic.
So no more reports about plaguerism and stuff.
Until Chapter 6 ...
~~Blue
P.S. To 'Bluberryorchidz1' - Apology accepted. :p
Chapter 5 - Elizabeth's PoV: Manure and Mix Ups
I woke up in the morning to the sound of hooting owls. I got up and looked outside like I usually did - it was a perfectly sunny day and owls were already swooping around carrying letters.
I looked down towards the Lake. I blinked. What the ...? There were heaps of house elves there, carrying stretchers, and then puting the strechers into the lake. OK, this was making no sense.
I yawned - I was still tired, but decided to get up anyway. I showered quickly and changed into my uniform to run into a guy with really red hair.
"Oh, sorry." I said as I nearly ran him over.
"It's OK." he replied as he got up.
"What's your name?" I asked as I dusted myself off.
"Ron." he replied as he fixed up his robes. "What's your's?"
"Elizabeth." I offered my hand. He shook it.
"Want to go to breakfast?" he asked me.
Breakfast? But what if Harry hadn't got out of bed yet?
"Um ..." I stuttered. "I need to be meet someone here."
"Oh." Ron's face fell a bit. "That's OK I suppose. If you need me, I'll be at the Great Hall."
"OK." I replied, and sat myself down onto a couch.
Where was Harry? I needed to talk to him! We'd been at school for a week already and all I've managed is a 'hi' without shaking too much.
WAIT! What was that? A flash of black hair flashed by me. Was it really him? Oh. No. It was somebody else.
I was so tired. My vision was blurring. I needed sleep ...
"Elizabeth." a little voice said.
"Elizabeth." another little voice said.
"ELIZABETH!" both of them yelled.
I opened my eyes to find Courtney and Louise shaking me.
"What did you do that for?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.
"Well, Herbology IS going to start in about 20 minutes."
"WHAT?!" I screamed as I got up.
"Yeah, I know ..." Louise began.
"NO!" I yelled as I started running towards the portrait hole. "HARRY! WAIT!"
"Oh." Courtney rolled her eyes. "Here we go ..."
Harry stopped begging Lara to talk to him and turned around.
"Yes?" he asked me blankly.
MENTAL BLANK. OK, he's right here yet I can't talk to him. He's right in front of me. NOW. RIGHT NOW. DO SOMETHING ELIZABETH! A little voice inside my head screamed.
"Um." I uttered. Harry crossed his arms and tapped his foot expectantly.
"What is it, um ..." Harry struggled for a little bit. "Elizabeth?"
Elizabeth? THAT'S MY NAME! HE REMEMBERED MY NAME! HE ACTUALLY REMEMBERED MY NAME!!
"I just wanted to-to-to," I managed, "um, ask if-if-if I could join you in breakfast."
"Yeah, OK." Harry replied, shrugging his shoulders.
YES!!!! FINALLY!!! HE ACCEPTED!! BREAKFAST!!! OK, well it might sound a bit desparate, but it's the closest I will possibly get to a date.
I followed Harry who followed Lara to the Great Hall.
"Lara!" Harry pleaded, looking a bit desparate. "Lara, just talk to me!"
Lara ignored poor Harry and walked off to the Slytherin table to talk to Malfoy. He pulled out a piece of rolled up paper and presented it to Lara. She looked impressed and nodded. What was going on over there? Oh well.
"So ..." I started, fidgeting with my glass.
"Yeah?" Harry asked.
"Um ... You like breakfast?" I asked, groping for a conversation starter.
"Are you saying that I'm fat?" Harry replied back harshly.
"NO!" I replied desparately. "No, um, I just wanted to talk about something."
"Well, go talk about something to someone else."
DAMN!
~~~Herbology~~~
"Alright, chappies, Greenhouse 3 today!" Professor Sprout said merrily as she produced a key from inside her robes.
Greenhouse 3? I've never been there before ...
"Now get into partners. Quickly now!" Professor Sprout instructed.
HARRY! WHERE WAS HARRY?! Is that Ashlee?! OH NO!!
"Ahem." a voice said behind me. I turned around.
"Ron!" I said as the redhead smiled back.
"Yeah, Hermione wanted to go with someone else for a change." Ron explained patiently. "Do you mind? There's no one else."
"No, it's OK." I replied.
"Alright then." Professor Sprout said. "Today we'll be looking at Monter Sprouts. Who can tell me what they are?"
Immediately, a girl with frizzy brown hair and large front teeth shot up her hand.
"Ms Granger?" Professor Sprout asked. Granger? It was Hermione! I remember something faintly about her.
"A Monter Sprout is a plant which has a screen that produces images from its life." Hermione explained patiently with a bit of arrogance in her voice.
"Exactly!" Professor Sprout smiled. "10 points for Gryffindor!"
Hermione gave her partner a high-five.
"Now, we are going to feed a Monter Plant today." Sprout studied us all. "To do this, we must do something interesting for the plant for it to record it as something interesting in its life."
"Then Rachel shouldn't do anything - it will be probably wither when it sees Rachel's face." Lara laughed. Malfoy joined in.
"Don't be mean!" Rachel's lip started curling.
"Girls!" Sprout snapped. They stopped. "And Mr Malfoy!" Malfoy stopped laughing. "I will now show you how to feed a Monter Plant."
Sprout produced a number of muggle juggling balls and stepped in front of a Monter Plant. It seemed to be sleeping. She prodded it with her finger. The head of the plant rose up. In the center of the flower, it started flickering like a TV. Then, the picture turned into all these other people doing funny tricks at it.
Sprout coughed, then started juggling the balls while making funny faces and dancing. The plant's head shook like it was laughing, and then all of a sudden, Sprout appeared on the screen.
As soon as this happened, Sprout stopped the act and set the juggling balls down onto the table.
"See, everybody?" Sprout asked. "Now, you try."
We split into our groups and immediately everybody started making weird faces and voices. I saw Lara going cross-eyed with Malfoy right next to her, pretending to be going down a muggle escalator. I started laughing.
"Hey, Elizabeth," Ron said, jumping around, "watch this!" Ron held his breath. Nothing happened for a while until his face started turning red. The flower merely looked at Ron blankly, showing a girl doing acrobatic tricks.
All of a sudden, the plant's head shifted quickly towards Lara, Malfoy and what seemed to be Harry. It looked like Malfoy had Harry in a headlock and Lara was messing up his hair.
"STOP IT!" Harry choked as his glasses fell off. MY POOR HARRY!
"Why?" Malfoy asked as he tightened his grip around Harry's head.
"It's ever so fun!" Lara added with an evil smile.
"STOP IT!" I yelled suddenly. "NO! LET HIM GO!" I screamed.
"Oooh ... There's your girlfriend, Potter." Malfoy smirked.
"Yeah?" Harry asked as he gasped for breath. "Well, you got a real ugly one!"
"She is NOT!" Malfoy yelled as Harry turned red from the lack of air. "You're girlfriend is psycho, going with that stupid, poor carrot top!"
PSYCHO?! I'LL SHOW HIM PSYCHO!
"WINGARDIUM LEVIOSA!" I yelled, charming up a huge sack of Hippogriff manure. It flew and hit Malfoy AND Harry on the back of the head. They both tipped over, and, suddenly, the sack of Hippogriff manure ripped open, covering Harry and Malfoy's head with the stuff.
"AAARRRGGGHHH!" Malfoy screamed like a girl. "MY HAIR!" His usually gelled back blonde hair was now all messed up with manure clinging to it.
"Uh-oh." I whispered quietly to Ron. He nodded slowly.
"YOU!" He yelled, pointing an accusing finger at me. "YOU DID IT!"
"Uh-oh." I repeated. Malfoy pulled out his wand.
"Cru-"
"NO!" Harry sprang up and knocked him down. "YOU DON'T HURT INNOCENT PEOPLE!"
"INNOCENT?" Malfoy shouted hysterically. He pointed at his head, which was topped with manure. "YOU CALL THIS INNOCENT?!"
"NO!" all of a sudden, out of nowhere, a house elf sped across the Greenhouse into Malfoy's stomach.
"HEY!" Malfoy recoiled from the blow.
"YOU DON'T HURT INNOCENT LIVES!" the house elf squeaked.
"Who are YOU?" Malfoy asked.
"Blinkie is called Blinkie!" Blinkie introduced. "Blinkie shouldn't be doing this, but Blinkie cannot bear to see this!"
"Blinkie?" I asked incredulously. "Your name is 'Blinkie'?"
"Yes, I is Blinkie." Blinkie nodded sincerely.
"WHO CARES?!" Malfoy hounded as he pushed past the house elf. "All I know is that little Mrs Potter here is going to get it!" he pulled out his wand.
"NOOOOO!" Blinkie tackled him again. I jumped in to join her. Harry jumped on top of me, trying to restrain me. Lara jumped onto Malfoy's side, trying to restrain Blinkie. My and Ron's Monter Plant was about to uproot itself from all the laughing it was doing.
"MR MALFOY! MR POTTER! MS FATHERSOME! MS FIELDS! BLINKIE!" a sharp voice interrupted. "JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"
Damn.
~~Lunch~~
A few lessons later ...
"Stupid Sprout." I mumbled grumpily.
"What happened in the end?" Courtney asked me.
"I got 2 weeks detention with Lara, Harry and Malfoy."
"Woah!" Linda exclaimed, picking at her cucumber. "Well... she had a point."
"How do you figure?" I asked back.
"Well ..." Linda started laughing nervously. "You DID try and drown Malfoy in a sea of manure anyway."
"Yeah," I agreed, "I know."
"HI EVERYBODY!" a familiar redhead yelled. Once again, the clouds on the Great Hall's roof started shaking. "How are you?" Karla asked Professor Trelawny.
"You will a terrible and horrific death!" she predicted dramatically.
"Really?" Karla smiled. "That's good!"
Out of the corner of my eye, I spied Harry. He sat down at the table. Suddenly, I remembered a potion that I brewed up yesterday. It was strictly forbidden, but I saved it just in case I needed it in dire emergencies.
I pulled out the Love Potion. This was a dire emergency.
"Hi." I said as I walked over.
"Oh, hi." Harry gave me a small grin then started reading.
"Look, I'm sorry for getting us busted in Herbology." I said sheepishly.
"It's OK." he smiled. "Besides, it was all Malfoy's fault anyway."
Time to put it to plan. I picked up my fork and pretended to spear a piece of meat. Instead, I made it purposefully made the fork fly and land next to Harry's feet.
"Um, sorry," I said nervously, "but do you mind?"
"No, it's OK." Harry leaned down.
I quickly pulled out the potion and put a drop into his cup and one into mine. I quickly put the potion back. Just in time as well, because Ashlee sat down on the other side of Harry.
"Here." Harry said, handing me my fork.
"Thanks."
"Hi." Harry said to Ashlee.
"Hey." Ashlee replied back.
"Ms Fields, please do up your shoelace! We don't want you to get yourself decapitated if you should trip and fall down the stairs." Professor McGongall instructed.
I nodded and leant down to tie my shoe laces. I could have sworn I heard a "Ew, a bug." being said. Oh well.
I got back up and smiled. Harry returned with a little smile.
"Are you thirsty?" I asked Harry.
"Um, should I be?" Harry asked.
"Erm ... I was just wondering." I replied hastily.
"OK." Harry said. "Actually, now that you mention it ..." he picked up his goblet and took a swig. YES!
I picked up my goblet and took a drink as well. I waited for the taste of strawberry - that's what a love potion tastes like. Nothing. It tasted like normal orange juice to me. What happened?
I watched as I saw Ashlee took a bit of a drink from her goblet.
"Ew ... I think this drink has gone rancid." Ashlee asked, making a face.
"Why?" I asked, suddenly getting worried.
"It tastes like strawberry ..."
~~ Underwater in the Great Lake ~~
"NNNNNOOOOO!!!"
"Did you hear that?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
That's the end of the chapter! Sorry for including only one lesson, but I'm a bit tired. I'll try and include three lessons next time. And I promise the punchbuggy line will happen! Email me for suggestions on how to make the peanut or punchbuggy line occur. Sorry for not including Karla, Linda and Rachel not much at all in this chapter! I promise it will be one of their PoV in the the next chapter.
What will happen in the next chapter? Did Ashlee really drink the love potion? What will happen during detention? And will Rachel finally get her butterbeer? All this and more in Chapter 6!
~~Blue
Answers to reviews:
Since there were waaay too many reviews to mention, I'm saying:
*More Elizabeth! Answer: Yes. She's the narrator for this chapter.
*Courtney and Louise - bigger role? Answer: Yes.
*The 'peanut' and 'punchbuggy' line? Answer: No. Sorry! Next chapter, I promise.
*Big objects hitting people? Answer: Yes.
*Ashlee and Ron? Answer: ... Has a very unlikely chance to happen.
*More Hermione and Ron? Answer: For Ron, yes. For Hermione, a tiny bit.
*Lara and Malfoy kissing? Answer: BOYS HAVE COOTIES!!!
Also, to my long time reviewer to my email - Stephanie - you finally get a mention.
HI STEPHANIE!!!
A/N: Welcome to Chapter 6 of Dating Dungbombs. Here's a summary: Stretcher, BLINKIE?!, Elizabeth, potion, UH-OH, Malfoy, Herbology and plot.
Thanks to everyone for reading and reviewing, and if you haven't reviewed yet ... REVIEW!!
I would also like to add that the 'Bluberry Dungbombs' story and the 'Bluberryorchidz1' identity incident has been cleared with 'Blueberryorchidz1' writing an apology note on the 'Blueberry Dungbombs' fic.
So no more reports about plaguerism and stuff.
Until Chapter 6 ...
~~Blue
P.S. To 'Bluberryorchidz1' - Apology accepted. :p
Chapter 5 - Elizabeth's PoV: Manure and Mix Ups
I woke up in the morning to the sound of hooting owls. I got up and looked outside like I usually did - it was a perfectly sunny day and owls were already swooping around carrying letters.
I looked down towards the Lake. I blinked. What the ...? There were heaps of house elves there, carrying stretchers, and then puting the strechers into the lake. OK, this was making no sense.
I yawned - I was still tired, but decided to get up anyway. I showered quickly and changed into my uniform to run into a guy with really red hair.
"Oh, sorry." I said as I nearly ran him over.
"It's OK." he replied as he got up.
"What's your name?" I asked as I dusted myself off.
"Ron." he replied as he fixed up his robes. "What's your's?"
"Elizabeth." I offered my hand. He shook it.
"Want to go to breakfast?" he asked me.
Breakfast? But what if Harry hadn't got out of bed yet?
"Um ..." I stuttered. "I need to be meet someone here."
"Oh." Ron's face fell a bit. "That's OK I suppose. If you need me, I'll be at the Great Hall."
"OK." I replied, and sat myself down onto a couch.
Where was Harry? I needed to talk to him! We'd been at school for a week already and all I've managed is a 'hi' without shaking too much.
WAIT! What was that? A flash of black hair flashed by me. Was it really him? Oh. No. It was somebody else.
I was so tired. My vision was blurring. I needed sleep ...
"Elizabeth." a little voice said.
"Elizabeth." another little voice said.
"ELIZABETH!" both of them yelled.
I opened my eyes to find Courtney and Louise shaking me.
"What did you do that for?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.
"Well, Herbology IS going to start in about 20 minutes."
"WHAT?!" I screamed as I got up.
"Yeah, I know ..." Louise began.
"NO!" I yelled as I started running towards the portrait hole. "HARRY! WAIT!"
"Oh." Courtney rolled her eyes. "Here we go ..."
Harry stopped begging Lara to talk to him and turned around.
"Yes?" he asked me blankly.
MENTAL BLANK. OK, he's right here yet I can't talk to him. He's right in front of me. NOW. RIGHT NOW. DO SOMETHING ELIZABETH! A little voice inside my head screamed.
"Um." I uttered. Harry crossed his arms and tapped his foot expectantly.
"What is it, um ..." Harry struggled for a little bit. "Elizabeth?"
Elizabeth? THAT'S MY NAME! HE REMEMBERED MY NAME! HE ACTUALLY REMEMBERED MY NAME!!
"I just wanted to-to-to," I managed, "um, ask if-if-if I could join you in breakfast."
"Yeah, OK." Harry replied, shrugging his shoulders.
YES!!!! FINALLY!!! HE ACCEPTED!! BREAKFAST!!! OK, well it might sound a bit desparate, but it's the closest I will possibly get to a date.
I followed Harry who followed Lara to the Great Hall.
"Lara!" Harry pleaded, looking a bit desparate. "Lara, just talk to me!"
Lara ignored poor Harry and walked off to the Slytherin table to talk to Malfoy. He pulled out a piece of rolled up paper and presented it to Lara. She looked impressed and nodded. What was going on over there? Oh well.
"So ..." I started, fidgeting with my glass.
"Yeah?" Harry asked.
"Um ... You like breakfast?" I asked, groping for a conversation starter.
"Are you saying that I'm fat?" Harry replied back harshly.
"NO!" I replied desparately. "No, um, I just wanted to talk about something."
"Well, go talk about something to someone else."
DAMN!
~~~Herbology~~~
"Alright, chappies, Greenhouse 3 today!" Professor Sprout said merrily as she produced a key from inside her robes.
Greenhouse 3? I've never been there before ...
"Now get into partners. Quickly now!" Professor Sprout instructed.
HARRY! WHERE WAS HARRY?! Is that Ashlee?! OH NO!!
"Ahem." a voice said behind me. I turned around.
"Ron!" I said as the redhead smiled back.
"Yeah, Hermione wanted to go with someone else for a change." Ron explained patiently. "Do you mind? There's no one else."
"No, it's OK." I replied.
"Alright then." Professor Sprout said. "Today we'll be looking at Monter Sprouts. Who can tell me what they are?"
Immediately, a girl with frizzy brown hair and large front teeth shot up her hand.
"Ms Granger?" Professor Sprout asked. Granger? It was Hermione! I remember something faintly about her.
"A Monter Sprout is a plant which has a screen that produces images from its life." Hermione explained patiently with a bit of arrogance in her voice.
"Exactly!" Professor Sprout smiled. "10 points for Gryffindor!"
Hermione gave her partner a high-five.
"Now, we are going to feed a Monter Plant today." Sprout studied us all. "To do this, we must do something interesting for the plant for it to record it as something interesting in its life."
"Then Rachel shouldn't do anything - it will be probably wither when it sees Rachel's face." Lara laughed. Malfoy joined in.
"Don't be mean!" Rachel's lip started curling.
"Girls!" Sprout snapped. They stopped. "And Mr Malfoy!" Malfoy stopped laughing. "I will now show you how to feed a Monter Plant."
Sprout produced a number of muggle juggling balls and stepped in front of a Monter Plant. It seemed to be sleeping. She prodded it with her finger. The head of the plant rose up. In the center of the flower, it started flickering like a TV. Then, the picture turned into all these other people doing funny tricks at it.
Sprout coughed, then started juggling the balls while making funny faces and dancing. The plant's head shook like it was laughing, and then all of a sudden, Sprout appeared on the screen.
As soon as this happened, Sprout stopped the act and set the juggling balls down onto the table.
"See, everybody?" Sprout asked. "Now, you try."
We split into our groups and immediately everybody started making weird faces and voices. I saw Lara going cross-eyed with Malfoy right next to her, pretending to be going down a muggle escalator. I started laughing.
"Hey, Elizabeth," Ron said, jumping around, "watch this!" Ron held his breath. Nothing happened for a while until his face started turning red. The flower merely looked at Ron blankly, showing a girl doing acrobatic tricks.
All of a sudden, the plant's head shifted quickly towards Lara, Malfoy and what seemed to be Harry. It looked like Malfoy had Harry in a headlock and Lara was messing up his hair.
"STOP IT!" Harry choked as his glasses fell off. MY POOR HARRY!
"Why?" Malfoy asked as he tightened his grip around Harry's head.
"It's ever so fun!" Lara added with an evil smile.
"STOP IT!" I yelled suddenly. "NO! LET HIM GO!" I screamed.
"Oooh ... There's your girlfriend, Potter." Malfoy smirked.
"Yeah?" Harry asked as he gasped for breath. "Well, you got a real ugly one!"
"She is NOT!" Malfoy yelled as Harry turned red from the lack of air. "You're girlfriend is psycho, going with that stupid, poor carrot top!"
PSYCHO?! I'LL SHOW HIM PSYCHO!
"WINGARDIUM LEVIOSA!" I yelled, charming up a huge sack of Hippogriff manure. It flew and hit Malfoy AND Harry on the back of the head. They both tipped over, and, suddenly, the sack of Hippogriff manure ripped open, covering Harry and Malfoy's head with the stuff.
"AAARRRGGGHHH!" Malfoy screamed like a girl. "MY HAIR!" His usually gelled back blonde hair was now all messed up with manure clinging to it.
"Uh-oh." I whispered quietly to Ron. He nodded slowly.
"YOU!" He yelled, pointing an accusing finger at me. "YOU DID IT!"
"Uh-oh." I repeated. Malfoy pulled out his wand.
"Cru-"
"NO!" Harry sprang up and knocked him down. "YOU DON'T HURT INNOCENT PEOPLE!"
"INNOCENT?" Malfoy shouted hysterically. He pointed at his head, which was topped with manure. "YOU CALL THIS INNOCENT?!"
"NO!" all of a sudden, out of nowhere, a house elf sped across the Greenhouse into Malfoy's stomach.
"HEY!" Malfoy recoiled from the blow.
"YOU DON'T HURT INNOCENT LIVES!" the house elf squeaked.
"Who are YOU?" Malfoy asked.
"Blinkie is called Blinkie!" Blinkie introduced. "Blinkie shouldn't be doing this, but Blinkie cannot bear to see this!"
"Blinkie?" I asked incredulously. "Your name is 'Blinkie'?"
"Yes, I is Blinkie." Blinkie nodded sincerely.
"WHO CARES?!" Malfoy hounded as he pushed past the house elf. "All I know is that little Mrs Potter here is going to get it!" he pulled out his wand.
"NOOOOO!" Blinkie tackled him again. I jumped in to join her. Harry jumped on top of me, trying to restrain me. Lara jumped onto Malfoy's side, trying to restrain Blinkie. My and Ron's Monter Plant was about to uproot itself from all the laughing it was doing.
"MR MALFOY! MR POTTER! MS FATHERSOME! MS FIELDS! BLINKIE!" a sharp voice interrupted. "JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"
Damn.
~~Lunch~~
A few lessons later ...
"Stupid Sprout." I mumbled grumpily.
"What happened in the end?" Courtney asked me.
"I got 2 weeks detention with Lara, Harry and Malfoy."
"Woah!" Linda exclaimed, picking at her cucumber. "Well... she had a point."
"How do you figure?" I asked back.
"Well ..." Linda started laughing nervously. "You DID try and drown Malfoy in a sea of manure anyway."
"Yeah," I agreed, "I know."
"HI EVERYBODY!" a familiar redhead yelled. Once again, the clouds on the Great Hall's roof started shaking. "How are you?" Karla asked Professor Trelawny.
"You will a terrible and horrific death!" she predicted dramatically.
"Really?" Karla smiled. "That's good!"
Out of the corner of my eye, I spied Harry. He sat down at the table. Suddenly, I remembered a potion that I brewed up yesterday. It was strictly forbidden, but I saved it just in case I needed it in dire emergencies.
I pulled out the Love Potion. This was a dire emergency.
"Hi." I said as I walked over.
"Oh, hi." Harry gave me a small grin then started reading.
"Look, I'm sorry for getting us busted in Herbology." I said sheepishly.
"It's OK." he smiled. "Besides, it was all Malfoy's fault anyway."
Time to put it to plan. I picked up my fork and pretended to spear a piece of meat. Instead, I made it purposefully made the fork fly and land next to Harry's feet.
"Um, sorry," I said nervously, "but do you mind?"
"No, it's OK." Harry leaned down.
I quickly pulled out the potion and put a drop into his cup and one into mine. I quickly put the potion back. Just in time as well, because Ashlee sat down on the other side of Harry.
"Here." Harry said, handing me my fork.
"Thanks."
"Hi." Harry said to Ashlee.
"Hey." Ashlee replied back.
"Ms Fields, please do up your shoelace! We don't want you to get yourself decapitated if you should trip and fall down the stairs." Professor McGongall instructed.
I nodded and leant down to tie my shoe laces. I could have sworn I heard a "Ew, a bug." being said. Oh well.
I got back up and smiled. Harry returned with a little smile.
"Are you thirsty?" I asked Harry.
"Um, should I be?" Harry asked.
"Erm ... I was just wondering." I replied hastily.
"OK." Harry said. "Actually, now that you mention it ..." he picked up his goblet and took a swig. YES!
I picked up my goblet and took a drink as well. I waited for the taste of strawberry - that's what a love potion tastes like. Nothing. It tasted like normal orange juice to me. What happened?
I watched as I saw Ashlee took a bit of a drink from her goblet.
"Ew ... I think this drink has gone rancid." Ashlee asked, making a face.
"Why?" I asked, suddenly getting worried.
"It tastes like strawberry ..."
~~ Underwater in the Great Lake ~~
"NNNNNOOOOO!!!"
"Did you hear that?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
That's the end of the chapter! Sorry for including only one lesson, but I'm a bit tired. I'll try and include three lessons next time. And I promise the punchbuggy line will happen! Email me for suggestions on how to make the peanut or punchbuggy line occur. Sorry for not including Karla, Linda and Rachel not much at all in this chapter! I promise it will be one of their PoV in the the next chapter.
What will happen in the next chapter? Did Ashlee really drink the love potion? What will happen during detention? And will Rachel finally get her butterbeer? All this and more in Chapter 6!
~~Blue