Chapter 2.
Ron and Hermione had helped the hobbling Harry up to the hospital wing, where Madame Pomfrey had given him a potion to reduce the size of his foot and to clear up the purple colour. She bandaged his bleeding toes and told him that he'd have to keep them on for a while, as the potion that could heal them cannot be taken with the potion he had already consumed to fix the size of his foot. He thanked her and hopped back towards the common room with Ron and Hermione. They bumped into Malfoy on the corridor outside the hospital wing.
"Oh look! It's hop-along-Potter. How are you bigfoot?" he snorted, laughing.
"Oh shut up." Harry said, and pushed by him. They turned to go and heard Malfoy yell.
"Tantallegra!"
Suddenly, and painfully, Harry's legs started dancing, hopping about from foot to foot.
"Ow, Malfoy!" He winced at the pain. "Hermione?"
Hermione nodded and got out her wand. "Finite!"
Harry stopped dancing, and clutched his foot in pain. Hermione turned her wand to Malfoy, who was backing away, trying hard not to look scared.
"W-What you gonna do, mudblood?" He stammered, dropping his own wand.
Hermione smirked. "Reducio!" She yelled, wand pointed at his crotch. Malfoy's eyes widened and he bend at the waist slightly, clutching his crotch. His trousers looked a lot looser at the top.
"Explain THAT to Madame Pomfrey!" Hermione laughed as they turned and walked away.
"You'll pay, Granger, you'll pay!" Malfoy squeaked.
Laughing, Harry, Ron and Hermione entered the common room and sat down.
"So what exactly was it you done to him?" Ron asked, with a confused look on his face.
"Well..." Hermione giggled, looking at Harry, who was smirking too.
"What? Harry!" Ron asked, getting more and more agitated.
"Well. The 'Reducio' is...um...the..." she giggled. "Shrinking charm."
Ron's eyes widened as he erupted with laughter. "Nice one, Hermione!" He laughed.
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On Saturday morning, Harry woke up and sighed. Today was Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw, and the first Quidditch match he had missed in a long time. His foot was still sore, and Pomfrey had told him he couldn't play until it was fully healed, so he got up later than usual, for a Quidditch day, and joined Hermione in the common room.
"Morning." He grumbled.
"Hey Harry!" She smiled. "You coming for breakfast?"
They went to the Great Hall for a quick breakfast, and Harry stared as the Gryffindor players left early to get ready, some of them smiling sympathetically before going.
"I've got to go, mate." Ron said awkwardly. "See you later."
"Yeah. Good luck." Harry said, looking down at his empty plate.
"Don't worry about it, it's just one match!" Hermione reasoned as Ron left.
"Yeah." He said, absent-mindedly.
They left breakfast fifteen minutes later and walked out to the Quidditch pitch. It was strange for Harry, to not walk straight for the changing rooms, as normal, but to follow the rest of the crowd to the stands. They found their seats and waited for the match to begin.
"I don't know why I can't just play." He moaned. "My foot's a lot better."
"Madame Pomfrey just wants you to be safe...oh look, there's Ron...WOOOO!" She cheered as the players came on the pitch.
Even Harry snapped out of his bad mood when the game started. Although it was annoying for him to just be watching, rather than playing. He cheered whenever Ron saved the ball, and let out an "Oooh" when Ron missed one. The game finished when the stand-in seeker, a third year girl, caught the snitch.
Harry and Hermione cheered along with the other Gryffindors and went down to the changing rooms to meet Ron.
"Well done!" Harry said when he went in. Hermione had insisted on waiting outside, muttering about "Boy's changing" and "smelly".
When the other players saw Harry they came over.
"Sorry about your foot!"
"Yeah, well, I'll be back for the next match, just try keep me away!" He smiled. Ron quickly got changed and walked out with Harry.
"Well done, Ron!" Hermione smiled when they came out.
"Thanks!" Ron beamed. "It was a close call when Cho almost got the snitch, but thankfully the Ravenclaw beater didn't seem to have a good aim and sent that bludger at her, did you see?"
"Yeah, Ron." Harry smiled. He missed the post-match high as well, and it was annoying that Ron had it and he didn't. 'Stupid Snape', he thought.
Ron and Hermione had helped the hobbling Harry up to the hospital wing, where Madame Pomfrey had given him a potion to reduce the size of his foot and to clear up the purple colour. She bandaged his bleeding toes and told him that he'd have to keep them on for a while, as the potion that could heal them cannot be taken with the potion he had already consumed to fix the size of his foot. He thanked her and hopped back towards the common room with Ron and Hermione. They bumped into Malfoy on the corridor outside the hospital wing.
"Oh look! It's hop-along-Potter. How are you bigfoot?" he snorted, laughing.
"Oh shut up." Harry said, and pushed by him. They turned to go and heard Malfoy yell.
"Tantallegra!"
Suddenly, and painfully, Harry's legs started dancing, hopping about from foot to foot.
"Ow, Malfoy!" He winced at the pain. "Hermione?"
Hermione nodded and got out her wand. "Finite!"
Harry stopped dancing, and clutched his foot in pain. Hermione turned her wand to Malfoy, who was backing away, trying hard not to look scared.
"W-What you gonna do, mudblood?" He stammered, dropping his own wand.
Hermione smirked. "Reducio!" She yelled, wand pointed at his crotch. Malfoy's eyes widened and he bend at the waist slightly, clutching his crotch. His trousers looked a lot looser at the top.
"Explain THAT to Madame Pomfrey!" Hermione laughed as they turned and walked away.
"You'll pay, Granger, you'll pay!" Malfoy squeaked.
Laughing, Harry, Ron and Hermione entered the common room and sat down.
"So what exactly was it you done to him?" Ron asked, with a confused look on his face.
"Well..." Hermione giggled, looking at Harry, who was smirking too.
"What? Harry!" Ron asked, getting more and more agitated.
"Well. The 'Reducio' is...um...the..." she giggled. "Shrinking charm."
Ron's eyes widened as he erupted with laughter. "Nice one, Hermione!" He laughed.
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On Saturday morning, Harry woke up and sighed. Today was Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw, and the first Quidditch match he had missed in a long time. His foot was still sore, and Pomfrey had told him he couldn't play until it was fully healed, so he got up later than usual, for a Quidditch day, and joined Hermione in the common room.
"Morning." He grumbled.
"Hey Harry!" She smiled. "You coming for breakfast?"
They went to the Great Hall for a quick breakfast, and Harry stared as the Gryffindor players left early to get ready, some of them smiling sympathetically before going.
"I've got to go, mate." Ron said awkwardly. "See you later."
"Yeah. Good luck." Harry said, looking down at his empty plate.
"Don't worry about it, it's just one match!" Hermione reasoned as Ron left.
"Yeah." He said, absent-mindedly.
They left breakfast fifteen minutes later and walked out to the Quidditch pitch. It was strange for Harry, to not walk straight for the changing rooms, as normal, but to follow the rest of the crowd to the stands. They found their seats and waited for the match to begin.
"I don't know why I can't just play." He moaned. "My foot's a lot better."
"Madame Pomfrey just wants you to be safe...oh look, there's Ron...WOOOO!" She cheered as the players came on the pitch.
Even Harry snapped out of his bad mood when the game started. Although it was annoying for him to just be watching, rather than playing. He cheered whenever Ron saved the ball, and let out an "Oooh" when Ron missed one. The game finished when the stand-in seeker, a third year girl, caught the snitch.
Harry and Hermione cheered along with the other Gryffindors and went down to the changing rooms to meet Ron.
"Well done!" Harry said when he went in. Hermione had insisted on waiting outside, muttering about "Boy's changing" and "smelly".
When the other players saw Harry they came over.
"Sorry about your foot!"
"Yeah, well, I'll be back for the next match, just try keep me away!" He smiled. Ron quickly got changed and walked out with Harry.
"Well done, Ron!" Hermione smiled when they came out.
"Thanks!" Ron beamed. "It was a close call when Cho almost got the snitch, but thankfully the Ravenclaw beater didn't seem to have a good aim and sent that bludger at her, did you see?"
"Yeah, Ron." Harry smiled. He missed the post-match high as well, and it was annoying that Ron had it and he didn't. 'Stupid Snape', he thought.