Lateness and Spitballs

A/N: I know, I know, this chapter is late in posting, but I've been busy. Soccer and all. I don't own anything that is related to Harry Potter. But I do own my characters. Chappie in my perspective.

As breakfast was slowly coming to an end, Dumbledore stood and McGonagall hit her glass with the silver spoon that was gripped in her wrinkly, old hand. Today Dumbledore wore deep blue robes with embroidered moons and stars in silver. He cleared his throat.

" May I have your attention, please?" The Great Hall grew silent, "Thank you. As I made the announcement last night, the replacement of Quidditch with soccer, Tryouts will run from tomorrow night to Friday" The noise rose about two levels, people reassume eating, "I'm not finished" Dumbledore said impatiently, "There is another exception to the traditional house competitions. The houses will be mixed according to whose name is drawn from three boxes. Each coloured coded. Gold for the best, Silver for the exceptional players, and copper for the not-so good" There was some laughter at this comment and Dumbledore took a sip of pumpkin juice from the golden goblet in front of him. "There will be four teams and the House heads will be coaches. Those who prove themselves will be chosen, by their teammates to be captain. Also I need those who know the rules of soccer, and can play it to come see me after you've finished your breakfast. For those who don't, there will be a meeting explaining everything."

He sat down with a tiny smile on his face. This should be interesting. He thought to himself before turning to start a conversation with Professor Sprout. Within a few minutes he had ten students standing in front of him, all from various houses. Among the ten was Mandy Stevens, Dean Thomas and Kristen Douglas. He doubted that Kristen could even play soccer, considering she was talkative in class and doesn't do her homework. Her overall impression was that she was very lazy. He waited a few minutes before speaking to them.

" Well, I guess this is all we will get. Anyway, I need you, guys to put on a meeting explaining all about soccer, tonight. At about eight o'clock, lets say."

" Professor?" Mandy spoke up. He directed his gaze to her," I might not be able to make it . . . um . . . because I have a detention tonight and I don't know how long it will go." Dumbledore smiled at her.

" I'm sure you will be able to join us near the end and will still be able to help out" he told her, encouragingly. She smiled and nodded. Standing again, he addressed the whole Hall "There will be a meeting, tonight, at eight o'clock, in here, for those who want to learn about the rules and concept of the game" he waved his hand, dismissing his charges.

Draco wasn't surprised that Stevens had jumped at the chance to play a guggle sport. He glared at her, for throwing him on the floor this morning, having locked the bathroom door when he needed it the most and having his most prized possession in her grubby, soft hands. Wait, were did soft come from? He asked himself mentally. Shaking his head, he resumed his glaring at her and her friend. Her friend had a crush on him and he was rather disgusted by it. At least it wasn't Pansy, who was sitting beside him, stroking his arm. No at least she was Pansy.

Stephen watched the two walking back to the table, each with a determined stride. Mandy had always taken the chance to show Kristen up, in school, sports, pretty much everything. He doubted that Mandy could even play soccer, seeing that she was obsessed with school and her broomstick more than anything. He had Kristen for the longest time and had seen her play soccer. She wasn't that good, but she knew how to play.

The bell rang and Stephen handed the girls their timetables. He glanced down at it and saw Potions as their first class. Just his luck, the class he hated the most was in the morning. After a second glance, it told him that it was with the Slytherins. With the house he hated the most.

The rest of the timetable was this:

Herbology- Hufflepuff

LUNCH

Transfiguration - Griffindor

Defence of the Dark Arts - Hufflepuff

Care of Magical Creatures - Slytherin

SUPPER

Mandy examined her schedule and found that Potions was first, making her smile. She enjoyed Potions and couldn't wait to distract the class with spitballs.

" Hey guys, do you want to see my new quarters?" They nodded eagerly. So the gang walked out of the Great Hall and up the stairs. After a couple of wrong turns and dead ends, the Ravenclaws reached the picture of the moat and the guard.

"Password" he asked, in a commanding voice.

" Sugar Quills" came the drawling voice Draco, behind them." Your buds aren't allowed in here, Stevens"

" Why not?"

"Because I said so" His grey eyes were stormy as he moved, blocking the doorway. Mandy shrugged.

" Your rules don't mean anything to me. Now get out of the way" She said, as she body checked him into the common room, or at least tried. Draco moved backwards with her blow but still didn't move from the doorway She looked back at her friends, who were disappearing down the corridor.

" Looks like you have great friends, they support you and help with your problems"

" Did you ever think of writing a book, Malloy?"

" About what?"

" Here's a good title: Ten Ways To Piss Someone Off In Ten Seconds. It could be a great seller" Mandy said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She scooted under his arm and into the common room. She ran upstairs, pausing only to unlock her door before whirling around and re-locking it. Soon the sound of Draco's fists were pounding on her door and shouting reached her ears. She gathered her books, stuffing them in her bag as she went. Grabbing the quills, ink bottle and spitball from her desk, she stuffed those in her bag and unlocked the bathroom door. Running through it, she heard the yells and protests of her running on the deck. Slowing down for a moment she unlocked the other door and raced out of his room, down the stairs, and out into the cool corridor. She paused, panting, before she hurried to Potions.

After reaching the Dungeons, Mandy flung open the door. It rebounded with a resounding bang, which made half the class jump.

" Nice of you to join us, Miss Stevens. Ten points from Ravenclaw. Anymore of this lateness and you have a detention. Now SIT DOWN" Snape turned back to the board and continued the write the ingredients on the board. He had expect for Stevens to be late, but not looking like she's ran around the school a couple times. The door opened again, this time, quieter. Snape turned around to find Draco enter the classroom

" Mr. Malfoy, you're late. As much as I hate to do this. 10 points from Slytherin. Please take a seat" A groan was heard from the Slytherin side as Malfoy took a seat. Snickers came from the Ravenclaws.

" SILENCE!" Snape bellowed, his shout echoing off the stone walls." Now follow the list on the board. Any mistakes and points will be taken." Something slimy and wet hit his face. He glanced around the classroom for the one responsible. Everyone was busy and quiet. He wiped the ball off his face, which display disgust. Suddenly Pansy cried out, her hands pouring a compound into the cauldron, went up to the back of her neck. The bottle of powered frog tongue fell in the potion, turning it a nasty, barf green. A loud bang, like a cannon going off, shook the room and probably the whole castle. A mushroom cloud rose from her cauldron and Pansy started gagging.

"Everyone out" ordered Snape, as he pushed students out of his way. The some of the girls screamed and turned hysterical. Mandy and Draco were the last out. As they exited the room Draco stuck hand in Stevens' pocket, grabbing his wand. He pulled it out, triumphantly. He turned and Mandy's hand met his face with a loud slap. He moved away, rubbing his face and tucking his wand in his pocket at the same time.

" Class is dismissed!" Snape said, staring at his classroom.

A/N: Interesting? I don't really like it, but you might so review, please!!