Chapter Three-Football Man! Football means soccer for you Americans (me
included)
The next morning Harry showed up to school in school regulated attire, a white dress shirt, tie, though wearing it rather loose and haphazardly, black trousers and black boots, he toted along in his book bag, clothes and shoes for gym.
"Looking snazzy Potter," Malfoy greeted as he came up to Harry's locker with Padma, headed to her own, a few down.
"So the Professors' won't give me a detention now, eh?"
"Not unless they've forgotten school rules."
"Fantastic," he replied sarcastically.
"You don't give a crap, do you Potter?" Malfoy asked point blank, out of nowhere.
Harry shook his head, "No, not a lick."
"About everything or ju."
"Just school rules, for now."
"You know Granger won't approve."
"What won't I approve of?" P.J. asked from beside Harry.
"Not you, ya dolt, your sister."
"So," Harry replied flippantly.
"What won't Hermy approve of?" P.J. inquired.
"Harry's disregard for rules."
"Ah, a fellow like me! Though if you want to get in with Hermsie, uh... never call her that or Hermy to her face, and be the anti-me."
"I barely know you, I know next to nothing about any of you and you me, so if you don't mind, I'll be myself."
"Bravo there mate," P.J. applauded and Malfoy clapped him on the shoulder.
Dean came up beside P.J., "Hey mates," then he looked at Harry, "Who're you, oh yeah, the new kid, right?"
"Yep, Harry."
"Dean Thomas, nice to meet you, Harry?"
"Potter."
"You play football?"
"You mean do I play, or do I play like my father?"
"Both I guess," Dean replied, after mulling over his answer.
"I play, but I'll never compare to my father, on the field." Harry replied bitterly.
"How do you know?" It doesn't matter anyway," Dean replied.
"Dean here is the best footballer in the school."
"No, I'm not."
"Yes, you are."
"No, no, can we switch to a different topic, please?"
"Not with your girlfriend for once eh, Thomas?" Malfoy asked.
"Yes, not with Ginny, though I would be, just she's hasn't arrived yet."
"Oh, Ginerva has arrived and she's at her locker," Ron greeted.
"Well, I'm off, see you fellows in class," Dean made his dash off.
Second Period. "So, Potter has decided to come right today, I see?" Snape sneered upon seeing Harry.
"Yes sir."
"Tomorrow you will have your first lab of the year, your partner is whomever is sharing your table. Turn to page fifty."
Sixth Period. McGonagall took attendance. "Good your all here, come along now, to the library."
The class trooped along to the library.
"Madam Pince, you may begin," McGonagall greeted the librarian, who began her lecture on the numerous possibilities they could read this term: native authors.
She left the class to choose there novels.
Harry found his novel quite quickly: The Bull From The Sea by Mary Renault. He checked it out, then sat at a table and began reading.
"Mr. Potter, what did you choose?" Professor McGonagall asked, upon seeing him reading.
"The Bull From The Sea."
"Hmm, why did you select it?"
"Last year I read The King Must Die, this," indicating his novel, "the jacket says it continues about Theseus."
"Do you read quite a bit, Potter?"
"Yes, ma'am, I do."
"Good, good, carry on."
After school. "Potter," hailed P.J.
"Huh?" Harry asked.
"What're you doing tomorrow, after school?"
"Nothing."
"Want to hang out?"
"Sure, I've just gotta ask my godfather first, I'll let you know tomorrow."
"Absolutely, see you."
Thursday night, when Sirius got home. "Sirius?"
"Yeah Harry."
"Can I hang out with some of my friends tomorrow night?"
"Absolutely, so you've made some friends, then?"
"Yep, I'm going to go read my book."
"I'll call you for dinner."
Chapters 4 and 5 are done as well, so I'll try to get them out soon, if not tonight, let me warn you, this fic is really going to shock you chapter 5, hee hee hee.
Hey, do you want to read an awesome fic? Read Blood Magic by Gateway Girl, it is one of the best fics I've ever read, and still going, just a warning, if you dislike Severitus fics, you probably won't like this one, but if you don't care and just want to read one of the best fics out there, read Blood Magic.
The next morning Harry showed up to school in school regulated attire, a white dress shirt, tie, though wearing it rather loose and haphazardly, black trousers and black boots, he toted along in his book bag, clothes and shoes for gym.
"Looking snazzy Potter," Malfoy greeted as he came up to Harry's locker with Padma, headed to her own, a few down.
"So the Professors' won't give me a detention now, eh?"
"Not unless they've forgotten school rules."
"Fantastic," he replied sarcastically.
"You don't give a crap, do you Potter?" Malfoy asked point blank, out of nowhere.
Harry shook his head, "No, not a lick."
"About everything or ju."
"Just school rules, for now."
"You know Granger won't approve."
"What won't I approve of?" P.J. asked from beside Harry.
"Not you, ya dolt, your sister."
"So," Harry replied flippantly.
"What won't Hermy approve of?" P.J. inquired.
"Harry's disregard for rules."
"Ah, a fellow like me! Though if you want to get in with Hermsie, uh... never call her that or Hermy to her face, and be the anti-me."
"I barely know you, I know next to nothing about any of you and you me, so if you don't mind, I'll be myself."
"Bravo there mate," P.J. applauded and Malfoy clapped him on the shoulder.
Dean came up beside P.J., "Hey mates," then he looked at Harry, "Who're you, oh yeah, the new kid, right?"
"Yep, Harry."
"Dean Thomas, nice to meet you, Harry?"
"Potter."
"You play football?"
"You mean do I play, or do I play like my father?"
"Both I guess," Dean replied, after mulling over his answer.
"I play, but I'll never compare to my father, on the field." Harry replied bitterly.
"How do you know?" It doesn't matter anyway," Dean replied.
"Dean here is the best footballer in the school."
"No, I'm not."
"Yes, you are."
"No, no, can we switch to a different topic, please?"
"Not with your girlfriend for once eh, Thomas?" Malfoy asked.
"Yes, not with Ginny, though I would be, just she's hasn't arrived yet."
"Oh, Ginerva has arrived and she's at her locker," Ron greeted.
"Well, I'm off, see you fellows in class," Dean made his dash off.
Second Period. "So, Potter has decided to come right today, I see?" Snape sneered upon seeing Harry.
"Yes sir."
"Tomorrow you will have your first lab of the year, your partner is whomever is sharing your table. Turn to page fifty."
Sixth Period. McGonagall took attendance. "Good your all here, come along now, to the library."
The class trooped along to the library.
"Madam Pince, you may begin," McGonagall greeted the librarian, who began her lecture on the numerous possibilities they could read this term: native authors.
She left the class to choose there novels.
Harry found his novel quite quickly: The Bull From The Sea by Mary Renault. He checked it out, then sat at a table and began reading.
"Mr. Potter, what did you choose?" Professor McGonagall asked, upon seeing him reading.
"The Bull From The Sea."
"Hmm, why did you select it?"
"Last year I read The King Must Die, this," indicating his novel, "the jacket says it continues about Theseus."
"Do you read quite a bit, Potter?"
"Yes, ma'am, I do."
"Good, good, carry on."
After school. "Potter," hailed P.J.
"Huh?" Harry asked.
"What're you doing tomorrow, after school?"
"Nothing."
"Want to hang out?"
"Sure, I've just gotta ask my godfather first, I'll let you know tomorrow."
"Absolutely, see you."
Thursday night, when Sirius got home. "Sirius?"
"Yeah Harry."
"Can I hang out with some of my friends tomorrow night?"
"Absolutely, so you've made some friends, then?"
"Yep, I'm going to go read my book."
"I'll call you for dinner."
Chapters 4 and 5 are done as well, so I'll try to get them out soon, if not tonight, let me warn you, this fic is really going to shock you chapter 5, hee hee hee.
Hey, do you want to read an awesome fic? Read Blood Magic by Gateway Girl, it is one of the best fics I've ever read, and still going, just a warning, if you dislike Severitus fics, you probably won't like this one, but if you don't care and just want to read one of the best fics out there, read Blood Magic.