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38- Halloween
'I can still barely believe I made the team,' said Mona as she dressed in her dormitory. Ginny looked at her sarcastically.
'Of course you won; after all, you were great,' said Ginny tying her hair into a ponytail. 'It really wasn't a question.' Mona blushed and jumped up and down excitedly.
'Oh, this is going to be so great! I can barely believe it!'
'Sure, it's great. But, it won't be that great if we're late. Come on!' Ginny dragged Mona down the stairs as she glanced at herself one last time in the mirror hanging on the wall. Mona thought that she could hear the Mona squeak a, 'Good Luck, dear!' as she descended the stairs.
Just as they left the common room, they ran into two girls.
'You didn't think that you could leave without having me wish you good luck on your first game,' said Parvati as she wrapped her arms around Mona.
'You'll be great,' said Lavendar as she also enveloped Mona in a hug.
Taking a deep breath, Mona headed towards the Great Hall with Ginny on her left. They saw the Gryffindor table nearly empty, except for the few quidditch players chatting about.
Mona saw Harry look up. He paused for a second before he shouted to the team, 'Come on you guys, changing rooms.'
As the team got up a remark could be heard from the opposite side of the Great Hall. 'Try not to fall off your broom, Potter. There won't be any room in the Hospital Wing. After all, I'm sure there's a bed already booked for Weasley.'
Harry spun around, furious as Ron turned beat red. 'You shut your mouth, Malfoy,' growled Harry. Mona shot a glare at Malfoy. He raised his eyebrows slightly before he winked and smirked. Noticing this, Harry grabbed his team fiercely before he led them outside.
Hermione caught up later and said, 'Don't get angry over him, Harry. You have a game to concentrate on.' He nodded briefly before continuing.
As the team changed, Mona could hear the hundreds of feet entering the stands. Everyone was going to be watching the first game of the season, Gryffindor against Hufflepuff. She could feel her stomach get a few butterfly's as she got nervous. 'Come on,' she thought, 'Here, Gryffindor's are brave.' Mona smoothed down her robes as she stepped out side her back to the changing rooms. The sun was at the top part of the sky. Noon. Soon, the game would begin.
39- The Game Begins
'And there off!!!' shouted Colin Creevey over the shouts of the crowd. Mona shot up into the air, but Ravenclaw already had the ball. A blonde Ravenclaw girl—ironically—had gotten hold of the Quaffle and was zooming off towards the end of the field where Ron guarded the hoops.
Just as she was about to make a throw, none other than Ginny came zooming out of no where to steal the Quaffle out of her very hands.
'What a steal! The new chaser is on fire!' shouted Creevey over the very audible awing that arose from the Ravenclaw side of the stands.
Mona shouted over to Ginny. 'Pass it over!' Ginny looked over at Ginny. She expertly dived a large Ravenclaw male beater and threw the Quaffle over to Mona. A bludger zoomed pass her face as Mona gripped the Quaffle. The sound of it zooming pass her ear stayed in her head as she raced over to the opposite end.
Her heart thumped as she neared the opposite end of the field. Mona threw her arm back before shooting the Quaffle towards the low, left hoop. A roar of approval met her ears from the Gryffindor end.
'Ten- Zero. Gryffindor!' shouted Creevey, happiness pronounced in every syllable of each word.
Suddenly, Harry zipped across the pitch, followed closely by a raven- haired, older girl. Through many complicated twists and turns, the duo raced after the small golden ball. Mona followed the path that Harry was going on; Mona looked ahead... only to see three tall golden hoops straight in front of him. He and the girl seemed so concentrated on catching the Snitch that they didn't realize the metal hoops in front of them. At the speed they were going, Mona was sure that they would crash, a dreadful crash.
Without fully realizing what she was doing, Mona whipped in front of Harry. 'The hoops,' she shouted. Harry momentarily took his eyes off the snitch to look at Mona's face of worry. Quickly, he realized what she had said and pulled his broom upward.
The raven- haired girl, however, was still going at top speed. Mona doubted that she even realized what was in front of her. Ten feet of air, then deadly, bone breaking hoops. Knowing that only one thing was left to be done, Mona crashed straight into the left of the girl.
Gasps were heard from the crowd as the Gryffindor viciously crashed into unsuspecting Ravenclaw. The Ravenclaw's whom had obviously memorized the rule book started shouting, 'Foul!!! Foul!!! Foul!!!'
'Oooh,' sympathized Creevey, 'that obviously hurt.'
Mona looked at the girl whom she had just knocked into. Barely, she had stayed on her broom. The girl looked up at her and shouted, 'Why in Merlin did you do that for?' Anger was obviously flashing in her beautiful face.
'You were going to be knocked into that goal post,' Mona shouted back, her left hand waving at the goals.
The girl seemed to be doing some serious judging of Mona. Finally, she looked up at her and said, 'Thanks, I think I understand. But, the crowd sure doesn't.'
Madam Hooch whipped up to the two girls, 'Now, why don't you two tell me what happened here,' she said, arms crossed against her chest.
'Well,' Mona started.
'It's my fault,' said the girl.
'But, Ms. Chang,' said Madam Hooch, her eyebrows up in her fly away hair.
'I was going for the Snitch...' But suddenly, Mona couldn't hear what the Chang girl was saying. A rather harsh wing had just blown past her ear and was dutifully letting her hear something:
[I]' We can not get into that over guarded castle from the outside,' [/I]said a cold, high voice[I], 'so there is only one option left.' [/I] Mona could no longer hear what was going on around her, she had no idea that she was one- hundred feet above the ground, supported by only a broom stick. [I]'May they destroy each other, and Hogwarts crumble from within,'[/I] then Mona heard a laugh, not an ordinary laugh. But, one with no humor just a high spine shivering laugh, that would only laugh at pain.
, 'and if it wasn't for Mona here, I could have probably broken my neck,' the girl looked at Mona for approval.
'Is this true, Ms. Abd Allah?' asked Madam Hooch.
'Ya, that's pretty much it,' said Mona, slightly dazed. The girl, Chang, smiled.
'Well, as noble as your acts were, Ms. Abd Allah, crashing into an opponent is a serious crime in this game,' she looked at both girls, 'and you must be punished for it.'
'Sooo,' said Creevey's amplified voice, 'It seems that Madam Hooch is handing out a punishment... a free shot for the Ravenclaw's. It seems that Mr. Lane will be taking it. Get ready Ron!'
Ron steadied himself on his broom and guarded the center hoop. The ball was thrown... and blocked by Ron. The crowd cheered magnificently, as Ron threw the ball up to Alex Railham, a burly fifth year, the other chaser on the Gryffindor team.
The two beaters were Alice Raven and Mark Larry. These fourth years out right and tough behaviors made them perfect for the job. Alice savagely hit a bludger coming Alex's way. He could barely mutter thanks, before he was on his way, being chased by the Ravenclaw chasers.
Mona zoomed his way, as he passed the ball over to her. She swirled along the bottom of the right hoop, before passing it back out to Ginny, who shot and scored.
'Nice one, there, Ginny,' shouted Creevey over the monstrous roar of the crowd. '20-0, Gryffindor.'
The match continued, for about five minutes, until Harry spotted the Snitch again. He snatched it straight out of the air, and the game came to an end.
40- Dinner
Mona was in awe at the beauty of the Great Hall. In her school, no one celebrated Halloween. Huge pumpkins, obviously grown by Hagrid, were glowing eerily at every corner. Bats, actually flew around every once in a while, usually disappearing into the ominious ceiling, it was full moon. But, there was something else, Mona felt that was ominious, something, she felt was going to happen.
Harry didn't seem happy, Mona noticed, when he looked up into the sky, where the full moon was glowing. Ron also looked up and muttered something like, 'Poor Lupin,' as he sat down to eat. Hermione also seemed in a duller mood than usual, upon looking at the moon. Mona elbowed her lightly, 'Is there something I need to know about the full moon. I've studied the moon cycle's; they aren't supposed to make people depressed. Well, unless you're a werewolf ofcourse.'
Hermione looked up at her, 'We used to have a teacher that worked here as DADA, but he quit when people found out he was a werewolf. He was the best teacher we ever had, not to mention a great friend. We're still in touch.'
'Oh,' muttered Mona darkly.
Suddenly, another group of bats came storming throughout the Hall, making much more noise than usual. They also seemed to be carrying some letters, white letters. They made their way over to the teacher's table, and dropped a few letter's at the teacher's table. Professor Mc Gonigal opened her letter and gasped, then looked darkly at Snape. Snape who heard her gasp, looked her way, and was astonished by the anger in her eyes. He himself opened his letter. He unfolded the parchment, then paled slightly. His eyes narrowed and he spoke dangerously, 'Exuse me, Minerva.'
'Well, how dare you insult me in such a way, Severus.'
Hagrid and Professor Flitwick were also opening there letters, wondering what the argument was all about. Flitwick's jaw dropped open in fury as he stared at Hagrid. While, Hagrid's massive hand smashed into the table as he yelled, 'You WHAT!'
Professor Sprout and Trelawney likewise started to fiddly with their letters. Professor Sprout became the color of roots that would rival Uncle Vernon, while Professor Trelawney sputtered, then looked up in a way that said: Well, I knew this was coming.
Soon, all the teachers were shouting at each other.
'Creatures beat Charms any day, Flitwick,' boomed Hagrid.
'You couldn't see the Quidditch Pitch, on your life, Trelawney, 'shouted Hooch. Earning a roar of approval from Quidditch players.
'You never had the noble art, Sprout, always had dirt under your nails,' sighed Trelawney. Receiving shouts of disapproval from Neville and other good Herbology students.
Tonks, even though she received a letter, didn't open it. She had that suspicious look on her face, which looked close to the mask that Moody always wore. Tonks looked up to Dumbledore, who had three untouched letters on his plate. His eyes were narrowed and lost all twinkle that they previously carried. He looked to the teacher's on his left and right as they argued.
'The Gryffindor team never cheats, Severus, I'm afraid that's reserved for your house,' shrieked Mc Gonigal. Nearly all of Gryffindor stood up and shouted Mc Gonigal on. Mona looked around her, Hermione was still sitting with a look on her face that showed quick thinking, rather close to Tonk's.
'What, I couldn't hear that Minerva, maybe you should yowl it a bit louder, cat like as you are,' said Snape. Slytherins laughed and also stood, Mona could see Malfoy smirking.
Then she remembered that awful voice, '[I]'May they destroy each other, and Hogwarts crumble from within.'[/I]
Harry stood up, a fist raised at Snape, 'Don't you say that to Mc Gonigal, Snape,' Harry spat the name out, like it had no worth.
Then from the Slytherin table, 'Why don't you keep your mouth shut, Potter. Or are you going to grow a big mouth like the Mudblood,' shouted Draco.
Ron turned to Malfoy, face red as his hair, 'Don't you call Hermione a mudblood, you filthy ferret!'
Malfoy's cronies stood up, fists raised, as Harry and his friends stood. Hermione and Mona remained sitting. Disunity, was spreading throughout the castle and by the look on her face, Mona knew that Hermione was thinking the same thing.
'SILENCE!' boomed a magnificent voice, power etched into every word. A whole hall fell silent at that statement, that if a pin was dropped, every one could hear it.
'Look at yourselves,' said Dumbledore, 'What has overcome you? We already have a war beginning, so why do we fight amongst ourselves? You may all be different, from different houses, teaching different subjects,' Dumbledore looked around at the humbling teachers.
'But, different as our founders were they found one name that would unite us all. One name that to this very day is the pride of England and is one of the top schools of the wizarding world!
However, it is completely your decision of whether you will keep the walls of this castle upright, if the four pillars which hold up our school will stand or crumble.
Your differences, your unity, your home is and will always be at [B]Hogwarts[/B].'
The whole hall was silent as everyone started to sit back down into their seats.
'I hope this day will pass as a lesson to all of you and that you will all apologize to whomever you had insulted. And, now a toast,' Dumbledore raised a glass, 'to Hogwarts.'
'To Hogwarts,' echoed the students and teachers alike, promising a better future.
No, I do not own any of these characters, except the ones that you don't recognize. That is quite a lot... Please enjoy.
38- Halloween
'I can still barely believe I made the team,' said Mona as she dressed in her dormitory. Ginny looked at her sarcastically.
'Of course you won; after all, you were great,' said Ginny tying her hair into a ponytail. 'It really wasn't a question.' Mona blushed and jumped up and down excitedly.
'Oh, this is going to be so great! I can barely believe it!'
'Sure, it's great. But, it won't be that great if we're late. Come on!' Ginny dragged Mona down the stairs as she glanced at herself one last time in the mirror hanging on the wall. Mona thought that she could hear the Mona squeak a, 'Good Luck, dear!' as she descended the stairs.
Just as they left the common room, they ran into two girls.
'You didn't think that you could leave without having me wish you good luck on your first game,' said Parvati as she wrapped her arms around Mona.
'You'll be great,' said Lavendar as she also enveloped Mona in a hug.
Taking a deep breath, Mona headed towards the Great Hall with Ginny on her left. They saw the Gryffindor table nearly empty, except for the few quidditch players chatting about.
Mona saw Harry look up. He paused for a second before he shouted to the team, 'Come on you guys, changing rooms.'
As the team got up a remark could be heard from the opposite side of the Great Hall. 'Try not to fall off your broom, Potter. There won't be any room in the Hospital Wing. After all, I'm sure there's a bed already booked for Weasley.'
Harry spun around, furious as Ron turned beat red. 'You shut your mouth, Malfoy,' growled Harry. Mona shot a glare at Malfoy. He raised his eyebrows slightly before he winked and smirked. Noticing this, Harry grabbed his team fiercely before he led them outside.
Hermione caught up later and said, 'Don't get angry over him, Harry. You have a game to concentrate on.' He nodded briefly before continuing.
As the team changed, Mona could hear the hundreds of feet entering the stands. Everyone was going to be watching the first game of the season, Gryffindor against Hufflepuff. She could feel her stomach get a few butterfly's as she got nervous. 'Come on,' she thought, 'Here, Gryffindor's are brave.' Mona smoothed down her robes as she stepped out side her back to the changing rooms. The sun was at the top part of the sky. Noon. Soon, the game would begin.
39- The Game Begins
'And there off!!!' shouted Colin Creevey over the shouts of the crowd. Mona shot up into the air, but Ravenclaw already had the ball. A blonde Ravenclaw girl—ironically—had gotten hold of the Quaffle and was zooming off towards the end of the field where Ron guarded the hoops.
Just as she was about to make a throw, none other than Ginny came zooming out of no where to steal the Quaffle out of her very hands.
'What a steal! The new chaser is on fire!' shouted Creevey over the very audible awing that arose from the Ravenclaw side of the stands.
Mona shouted over to Ginny. 'Pass it over!' Ginny looked over at Ginny. She expertly dived a large Ravenclaw male beater and threw the Quaffle over to Mona. A bludger zoomed pass her face as Mona gripped the Quaffle. The sound of it zooming pass her ear stayed in her head as she raced over to the opposite end.
Her heart thumped as she neared the opposite end of the field. Mona threw her arm back before shooting the Quaffle towards the low, left hoop. A roar of approval met her ears from the Gryffindor end.
'Ten- Zero. Gryffindor!' shouted Creevey, happiness pronounced in every syllable of each word.
Suddenly, Harry zipped across the pitch, followed closely by a raven- haired, older girl. Through many complicated twists and turns, the duo raced after the small golden ball. Mona followed the path that Harry was going on; Mona looked ahead... only to see three tall golden hoops straight in front of him. He and the girl seemed so concentrated on catching the Snitch that they didn't realize the metal hoops in front of them. At the speed they were going, Mona was sure that they would crash, a dreadful crash.
Without fully realizing what she was doing, Mona whipped in front of Harry. 'The hoops,' she shouted. Harry momentarily took his eyes off the snitch to look at Mona's face of worry. Quickly, he realized what she had said and pulled his broom upward.
The raven- haired girl, however, was still going at top speed. Mona doubted that she even realized what was in front of her. Ten feet of air, then deadly, bone breaking hoops. Knowing that only one thing was left to be done, Mona crashed straight into the left of the girl.
Gasps were heard from the crowd as the Gryffindor viciously crashed into unsuspecting Ravenclaw. The Ravenclaw's whom had obviously memorized the rule book started shouting, 'Foul!!! Foul!!! Foul!!!'
'Oooh,' sympathized Creevey, 'that obviously hurt.'
Mona looked at the girl whom she had just knocked into. Barely, she had stayed on her broom. The girl looked up at her and shouted, 'Why in Merlin did you do that for?' Anger was obviously flashing in her beautiful face.
'You were going to be knocked into that goal post,' Mona shouted back, her left hand waving at the goals.
The girl seemed to be doing some serious judging of Mona. Finally, she looked up at her and said, 'Thanks, I think I understand. But, the crowd sure doesn't.'
Madam Hooch whipped up to the two girls, 'Now, why don't you two tell me what happened here,' she said, arms crossed against her chest.
'Well,' Mona started.
'It's my fault,' said the girl.
'But, Ms. Chang,' said Madam Hooch, her eyebrows up in her fly away hair.
'I was going for the Snitch...' But suddenly, Mona couldn't hear what the Chang girl was saying. A rather harsh wing had just blown past her ear and was dutifully letting her hear something:
[I]' We can not get into that over guarded castle from the outside,' [/I]said a cold, high voice[I], 'so there is only one option left.' [/I] Mona could no longer hear what was going on around her, she had no idea that she was one- hundred feet above the ground, supported by only a broom stick. [I]'May they destroy each other, and Hogwarts crumble from within,'[/I] then Mona heard a laugh, not an ordinary laugh. But, one with no humor just a high spine shivering laugh, that would only laugh at pain.
, 'and if it wasn't for Mona here, I could have probably broken my neck,' the girl looked at Mona for approval.
'Is this true, Ms. Abd Allah?' asked Madam Hooch.
'Ya, that's pretty much it,' said Mona, slightly dazed. The girl, Chang, smiled.
'Well, as noble as your acts were, Ms. Abd Allah, crashing into an opponent is a serious crime in this game,' she looked at both girls, 'and you must be punished for it.'
'Sooo,' said Creevey's amplified voice, 'It seems that Madam Hooch is handing out a punishment... a free shot for the Ravenclaw's. It seems that Mr. Lane will be taking it. Get ready Ron!'
Ron steadied himself on his broom and guarded the center hoop. The ball was thrown... and blocked by Ron. The crowd cheered magnificently, as Ron threw the ball up to Alex Railham, a burly fifth year, the other chaser on the Gryffindor team.
The two beaters were Alice Raven and Mark Larry. These fourth years out right and tough behaviors made them perfect for the job. Alice savagely hit a bludger coming Alex's way. He could barely mutter thanks, before he was on his way, being chased by the Ravenclaw chasers.
Mona zoomed his way, as he passed the ball over to her. She swirled along the bottom of the right hoop, before passing it back out to Ginny, who shot and scored.
'Nice one, there, Ginny,' shouted Creevey over the monstrous roar of the crowd. '20-0, Gryffindor.'
The match continued, for about five minutes, until Harry spotted the Snitch again. He snatched it straight out of the air, and the game came to an end.
40- Dinner
Mona was in awe at the beauty of the Great Hall. In her school, no one celebrated Halloween. Huge pumpkins, obviously grown by Hagrid, were glowing eerily at every corner. Bats, actually flew around every once in a while, usually disappearing into the ominious ceiling, it was full moon. But, there was something else, Mona felt that was ominious, something, she felt was going to happen.
Harry didn't seem happy, Mona noticed, when he looked up into the sky, where the full moon was glowing. Ron also looked up and muttered something like, 'Poor Lupin,' as he sat down to eat. Hermione also seemed in a duller mood than usual, upon looking at the moon. Mona elbowed her lightly, 'Is there something I need to know about the full moon. I've studied the moon cycle's; they aren't supposed to make people depressed. Well, unless you're a werewolf ofcourse.'
Hermione looked up at her, 'We used to have a teacher that worked here as DADA, but he quit when people found out he was a werewolf. He was the best teacher we ever had, not to mention a great friend. We're still in touch.'
'Oh,' muttered Mona darkly.
Suddenly, another group of bats came storming throughout the Hall, making much more noise than usual. They also seemed to be carrying some letters, white letters. They made their way over to the teacher's table, and dropped a few letter's at the teacher's table. Professor Mc Gonigal opened her letter and gasped, then looked darkly at Snape. Snape who heard her gasp, looked her way, and was astonished by the anger in her eyes. He himself opened his letter. He unfolded the parchment, then paled slightly. His eyes narrowed and he spoke dangerously, 'Exuse me, Minerva.'
'Well, how dare you insult me in such a way, Severus.'
Hagrid and Professor Flitwick were also opening there letters, wondering what the argument was all about. Flitwick's jaw dropped open in fury as he stared at Hagrid. While, Hagrid's massive hand smashed into the table as he yelled, 'You WHAT!'
Professor Sprout and Trelawney likewise started to fiddly with their letters. Professor Sprout became the color of roots that would rival Uncle Vernon, while Professor Trelawney sputtered, then looked up in a way that said: Well, I knew this was coming.
Soon, all the teachers were shouting at each other.
'Creatures beat Charms any day, Flitwick,' boomed Hagrid.
'You couldn't see the Quidditch Pitch, on your life, Trelawney, 'shouted Hooch. Earning a roar of approval from Quidditch players.
'You never had the noble art, Sprout, always had dirt under your nails,' sighed Trelawney. Receiving shouts of disapproval from Neville and other good Herbology students.
Tonks, even though she received a letter, didn't open it. She had that suspicious look on her face, which looked close to the mask that Moody always wore. Tonks looked up to Dumbledore, who had three untouched letters on his plate. His eyes were narrowed and lost all twinkle that they previously carried. He looked to the teacher's on his left and right as they argued.
'The Gryffindor team never cheats, Severus, I'm afraid that's reserved for your house,' shrieked Mc Gonigal. Nearly all of Gryffindor stood up and shouted Mc Gonigal on. Mona looked around her, Hermione was still sitting with a look on her face that showed quick thinking, rather close to Tonk's.
'What, I couldn't hear that Minerva, maybe you should yowl it a bit louder, cat like as you are,' said Snape. Slytherins laughed and also stood, Mona could see Malfoy smirking.
Then she remembered that awful voice, '[I]'May they destroy each other, and Hogwarts crumble from within.'[/I]
Harry stood up, a fist raised at Snape, 'Don't you say that to Mc Gonigal, Snape,' Harry spat the name out, like it had no worth.
Then from the Slytherin table, 'Why don't you keep your mouth shut, Potter. Or are you going to grow a big mouth like the Mudblood,' shouted Draco.
Ron turned to Malfoy, face red as his hair, 'Don't you call Hermione a mudblood, you filthy ferret!'
Malfoy's cronies stood up, fists raised, as Harry and his friends stood. Hermione and Mona remained sitting. Disunity, was spreading throughout the castle and by the look on her face, Mona knew that Hermione was thinking the same thing.
'SILENCE!' boomed a magnificent voice, power etched into every word. A whole hall fell silent at that statement, that if a pin was dropped, every one could hear it.
'Look at yourselves,' said Dumbledore, 'What has overcome you? We already have a war beginning, so why do we fight amongst ourselves? You may all be different, from different houses, teaching different subjects,' Dumbledore looked around at the humbling teachers.
'But, different as our founders were they found one name that would unite us all. One name that to this very day is the pride of England and is one of the top schools of the wizarding world!
However, it is completely your decision of whether you will keep the walls of this castle upright, if the four pillars which hold up our school will stand or crumble.
Your differences, your unity, your home is and will always be at [B]Hogwarts[/B].'
The whole hall was silent as everyone started to sit back down into their seats.
'I hope this day will pass as a lesson to all of you and that you will all apologize to whomever you had insulted. And, now a toast,' Dumbledore raised a glass, 'to Hogwarts.'
'To Hogwarts,' echoed the students and teachers alike, promising a better future.