CHAPTER SEVEN
The morning of the arrival of the eight Hogwarts students was a mad rush. Georgia and Draco, who had drawn the short straw and were now hosting Pansy in their cabin, were at each other's throats as usual.
"I haven't touched that horrible shirt you want to wear!" Georgia insisted as she riffled through her own washing basket searching for the shirt that was to blame for the latest mêlée.
"Yeah right! Are you forgetting the starch and itchy detergent incident?" Draco asked sarcastically.
"Oh give it a rest Draco! Bloody hell, you probably left it in one of the washing machines at Mr Basheer's. Did you even think to check there?" Georgia asked angrily, annoyed that she was being blamed for something that, for once, she hadn't done.
"Of course I did, I'm not that incompetent!" Draco cried.
He really wanted to find that shirt. It was the ugliest one he owned and he was going to use it to repulse Pansy. How he detested that girl, she was almost as bad as the muggles in Kedron. A knock on the door broke Draco's thoughts, and delayed the search.
It was Mr Basheer and he was holding up a mustard coloured shirt with green and brown dots on it and big, orange, square buttons. Georgia arched her eyebrows and smirked victoriously, turning to face Draco with a know-it-all look.
"I found this- uh- shirt in a washing machine. Does it belong to either of you?" Mr Basheer asked, holding the shirt up between his thumb and forefinger like it was a dead skunk.
Draco stepped forward and snatched the offensive shirt from the aging wizard and quickly hid it behind his back. He thanked the wizard from the laundry-mat and slammed the door, before turning to face Georgia. Georgia was blocking the path to his bedroom with her arms crossed, expecting an apology for being accused of stealing the ugly shirt.
"Told you so." She said in a singsong voice when Draco remained silent.
"Move." Draco demanded through clenched teeth.
Georgia moved to the side, letting Draco past.
She laughed in good humour and went to open the door once more because someone had just knocked. It was Pansy. The Hogwarts students had arrived.
"Hello," Georgia said with a friendly smile, opening the screen door and making room for Pansy to come in, "I'm Georgia."
"The muggle?" Pansy sniffed with an air of superiority.
"The muggle." Georgia confirmed warily, she didn't like the way this greeting was turning out.
"Right, my bag is over there by the park bench. Take it and put it in the room I will be using during my stay here. Be careful with it, I don't want my clothes to crush. Oh, and go and inform Draco of my arrival." Pansy ordered.
Georgia stood staring at Pansy as though she was insane. The audacity of that girl! She couldn't believe Pansy was exactly like Draco in her view on muggles. Georgia composed herself long enough to hold her ground.
"How about you go and get your bag. Take it and put it nest to the lounge. I'll get you some sheets so you can make up the pull-out bed you'll be sleeping on," she said, "Oh, and, DRACO! PANSY IS HERE!" Georgia yelled in her face.
Pansy stood in the doorframe, opening and closing her mouth in shock. Draco came out of his bedroom wearing his hideous shirt and a huge, fake smile plastered across his face. The smile disappeared when he saw Pansy's look of shock and Georgia's look of rage.
"H-hi Pansy." Draco stuttered, unsure of what to do.
Pansy narrowed her eyes and stepped past Georgia, ready to whinge to Draco.
"You need to teach your muggle some manners, Draco." Pansy glowered, jabbing her thumb in the general direction of Georgia.
Draco glanced at Georgia who was shooting daggers at him, daring draco to take Pansy's side and make her do the pug-faced girls bidding.
"Um... yeah." Draco muttered to Pansy.
Georgia gave a furious growl and stomped outside, across the park to Susan Bones' cabin. This was going to be a long weekend.
X
That night, Georgia and Draco met up with the other Kedron community members to put the finishing touches on dinner. It was a clear night and the weather was warm. Chelsea placed two large plates of salad at each end of the large picnic table that had been conjured for this evening's event. She seemed to have an artistic flare for arranging the food so it looked like a masterpiece.
Finally, everything was ready and the eight Hogwarts students came out licking their lips appreciatively at the food the group had prepared.
"Don't just stand there looking at it, dig in." Georgia laughed as she sat herself down and began piling food onto her plate.
The others didn't need telling twice, and they hungrily joined her at the table. Nothing much was said until the meal was just about over. It was at this time that the Hogwarts students, having quelled their hunger, became interested in what their peers had been doing whilst away from school. Ron launched enthusiastically into the story of the giant attack.
"And then Malfoy went flying past and Georgia and Baylie took the rope and tripped the giant. It was bloody brilliant. Then those of us on the roof stunned the thing until it was out cold." Ron finished, glad to being the centre of attention.
"That must have been wicked!" Neville said, almost enviously.
"How come you were used as bait, draco?" Pansy asked, directing everyone's attention towards Draco and that horrible shirt, Parvati even wrinkled her nose in distaste, "Why were you on the roof with the others and another muggle used as bait?"
Before Draco could answer, Georgia spoke up.
"Draco had misplaced his wand and I think he was very brave to let that giant chace after him, I know I wouldn't have done it."
Pansy stuck her nose up at Georgia and looked at her like she was a piece of gum on the bottom of her shoe.
"How could draco misplace his wand?" Pans asked, implying that she knew Georgia was somehow behind the stunt.
"Why don't you ask draco yourself, you're sitting on top of him?" Georgia retorted.
It was true; Pansy was practically on top of Draco, sitting so close that Draco was almost pressed up against Blaise in a bid to get away. The other students had stopped eating and were looking between Pansy and Georgia, unsure of what was to happen next. Draco was the one to decide for them.
"Wow! I could really go for some of that dessert you made Chelsea. Do you want me to get it?"
It was the first time anyone had seen Draco prevent a fight. Things really were getting strange in the Kedron community and it was sure to heat up even further before it was over.
A/N: Please review!
The morning of the arrival of the eight Hogwarts students was a mad rush. Georgia and Draco, who had drawn the short straw and were now hosting Pansy in their cabin, were at each other's throats as usual.
"I haven't touched that horrible shirt you want to wear!" Georgia insisted as she riffled through her own washing basket searching for the shirt that was to blame for the latest mêlée.
"Yeah right! Are you forgetting the starch and itchy detergent incident?" Draco asked sarcastically.
"Oh give it a rest Draco! Bloody hell, you probably left it in one of the washing machines at Mr Basheer's. Did you even think to check there?" Georgia asked angrily, annoyed that she was being blamed for something that, for once, she hadn't done.
"Of course I did, I'm not that incompetent!" Draco cried.
He really wanted to find that shirt. It was the ugliest one he owned and he was going to use it to repulse Pansy. How he detested that girl, she was almost as bad as the muggles in Kedron. A knock on the door broke Draco's thoughts, and delayed the search.
It was Mr Basheer and he was holding up a mustard coloured shirt with green and brown dots on it and big, orange, square buttons. Georgia arched her eyebrows and smirked victoriously, turning to face Draco with a know-it-all look.
"I found this- uh- shirt in a washing machine. Does it belong to either of you?" Mr Basheer asked, holding the shirt up between his thumb and forefinger like it was a dead skunk.
Draco stepped forward and snatched the offensive shirt from the aging wizard and quickly hid it behind his back. He thanked the wizard from the laundry-mat and slammed the door, before turning to face Georgia. Georgia was blocking the path to his bedroom with her arms crossed, expecting an apology for being accused of stealing the ugly shirt.
"Told you so." She said in a singsong voice when Draco remained silent.
"Move." Draco demanded through clenched teeth.
Georgia moved to the side, letting Draco past.
She laughed in good humour and went to open the door once more because someone had just knocked. It was Pansy. The Hogwarts students had arrived.
"Hello," Georgia said with a friendly smile, opening the screen door and making room for Pansy to come in, "I'm Georgia."
"The muggle?" Pansy sniffed with an air of superiority.
"The muggle." Georgia confirmed warily, she didn't like the way this greeting was turning out.
"Right, my bag is over there by the park bench. Take it and put it in the room I will be using during my stay here. Be careful with it, I don't want my clothes to crush. Oh, and go and inform Draco of my arrival." Pansy ordered.
Georgia stood staring at Pansy as though she was insane. The audacity of that girl! She couldn't believe Pansy was exactly like Draco in her view on muggles. Georgia composed herself long enough to hold her ground.
"How about you go and get your bag. Take it and put it nest to the lounge. I'll get you some sheets so you can make up the pull-out bed you'll be sleeping on," she said, "Oh, and, DRACO! PANSY IS HERE!" Georgia yelled in her face.
Pansy stood in the doorframe, opening and closing her mouth in shock. Draco came out of his bedroom wearing his hideous shirt and a huge, fake smile plastered across his face. The smile disappeared when he saw Pansy's look of shock and Georgia's look of rage.
"H-hi Pansy." Draco stuttered, unsure of what to do.
Pansy narrowed her eyes and stepped past Georgia, ready to whinge to Draco.
"You need to teach your muggle some manners, Draco." Pansy glowered, jabbing her thumb in the general direction of Georgia.
Draco glanced at Georgia who was shooting daggers at him, daring draco to take Pansy's side and make her do the pug-faced girls bidding.
"Um... yeah." Draco muttered to Pansy.
Georgia gave a furious growl and stomped outside, across the park to Susan Bones' cabin. This was going to be a long weekend.
X
That night, Georgia and Draco met up with the other Kedron community members to put the finishing touches on dinner. It was a clear night and the weather was warm. Chelsea placed two large plates of salad at each end of the large picnic table that had been conjured for this evening's event. She seemed to have an artistic flare for arranging the food so it looked like a masterpiece.
Finally, everything was ready and the eight Hogwarts students came out licking their lips appreciatively at the food the group had prepared.
"Don't just stand there looking at it, dig in." Georgia laughed as she sat herself down and began piling food onto her plate.
The others didn't need telling twice, and they hungrily joined her at the table. Nothing much was said until the meal was just about over. It was at this time that the Hogwarts students, having quelled their hunger, became interested in what their peers had been doing whilst away from school. Ron launched enthusiastically into the story of the giant attack.
"And then Malfoy went flying past and Georgia and Baylie took the rope and tripped the giant. It was bloody brilliant. Then those of us on the roof stunned the thing until it was out cold." Ron finished, glad to being the centre of attention.
"That must have been wicked!" Neville said, almost enviously.
"How come you were used as bait, draco?" Pansy asked, directing everyone's attention towards Draco and that horrible shirt, Parvati even wrinkled her nose in distaste, "Why were you on the roof with the others and another muggle used as bait?"
Before Draco could answer, Georgia spoke up.
"Draco had misplaced his wand and I think he was very brave to let that giant chace after him, I know I wouldn't have done it."
Pansy stuck her nose up at Georgia and looked at her like she was a piece of gum on the bottom of her shoe.
"How could draco misplace his wand?" Pans asked, implying that she knew Georgia was somehow behind the stunt.
"Why don't you ask draco yourself, you're sitting on top of him?" Georgia retorted.
It was true; Pansy was practically on top of Draco, sitting so close that Draco was almost pressed up against Blaise in a bid to get away. The other students had stopped eating and were looking between Pansy and Georgia, unsure of what was to happen next. Draco was the one to decide for them.
"Wow! I could really go for some of that dessert you made Chelsea. Do you want me to get it?"
It was the first time anyone had seen Draco prevent a fight. Things really were getting strange in the Kedron community and it was sure to heat up even further before it was over.
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