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No, I do not own any of these characters, except the ones that you don't recognize. That is quite a lot... Please enjoy.
41- Charms Class
Halloween forgiven and forgotten, the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws walked into Professor Flitwick's sunny class. Standing on his pile of books so he could be seen above his desk, Professor Flitwick tapped his wand on his desk.
'Class,' he started, clearing his throat, 'today we will be practicing dark charms.' The class looked around worriedly with their eyebrows raised. 'No, no, not like the dark arts. This is a very different kind of charm. When someone turns out all the lights and you have no way of turning them back on, using this charm you can still see. Now, does anyone know how?'
Hermione was quickly bobbing her hand up and down. Without waiting for an answer, she said, 'Because, you don't see by using light, instead you see with heat. Wherever there is heat, to you there will be light.'
'Excellent, Ms. Granger. Five points to Gryffindor,' said Professor Flitwick as the Gryffindor's all smiled happily. Ron looked at Hermione with a type of love and pride.
'Now, a few animals don't need a charm to be able to do this, does anyone know?' asked Professor Flitwick looking around expectedly.
This time, Mona raised her hand. 'Yes, a good example would probably be a cat,' Mona said as Hermione nodded.
'Good example, Ms. Abd Allah; five points to Gryffindor,' said Professor Flitwick. 'Now to use this charm, you will have to use the incantation 'Fellio Visio'.
The class started brandishing their wands as they repeated the words.
Professor Flitwick called for attention over the now noisy class. 'I would like everyone to get up out of your seats. Yes, good. Now, I will turn off the lights, but a word of caution. When you use the charm, you will see everything that gives off heat, all people in this class. But, you wil not see the desks and all non-living things, so... try not to run into them.' The class looked around, a bit more worry in their faces. Hermione seemed to be trying to memorize where everything was in the classroom. 'Ready,' said Professor Flitwick, 'Three... Two...One,' and the lights were shut. Mona heard many people start muttering 'Fellio Visio' so she muttered it herself. What came to her eyes made her gasp. Everyone was green and glowing, she could barely tell who from who. A minute ago, Hermione was beside her, so she assumed that the glowing thing was her. 'Hermione?' asked Mona, reaching out to touch her hand. 'Who are you?' stuttered a scared voice. Immediately, Mona knew that was Neville. 'It's just me, Neville. I'm Mona.' People around her were also figuring out who was around them. 'Mona is that you,' said a voice she definitely recognized as Ron. The voice seemed to be coming from a figure a few meters away. He started coming towards her, but suddenly stopped and bent over, as if in pain. 'Youch,' Ron said a word that shouldn't be repeated. 'I think he hit a desk,' said Harry's unmistakable voice, which seemed to be stifling a laugh. 'Ron,' said Hermione, a figure sitting on apparently nothing, 'Don't you ever listen to what teacher's say? We won't be able to see non-living objects.' Ron groaned. 'Students, students,' said a high squeaky voice, 'I have a challenge for you.' Mona could feel Hermione sitting straighter along with the a few Ravenclaws. 'I, as you know, am standing in front of the class. The first student who can get to me will earn their house twenty points. Ready, go!' The whole class started moving forward as one. It was like going through an invisible obstacle course. Every few seconds, Mona heard someone cry out or say something that shouldn't be repeated. It was obvious that Hermione was trying to go through. Seeing Hermione coming her way, Mona patted her hand on a desk and said, 'Go around this one.' Hermione stopped and Mona could see her head turn towards her. Hermione seemed to understand and went around. Harry understood the idea, and told Hermione to go around another desk. Parvati and Lavendar signaled that she had to climb over this next desk, or else she would hit the wall. Finally, all that was left ahead was a few stairs until Hermione reached Flitwick. The Gryffindor's were cheering her on as she climbed the stairs, one by one like an old lady. She reached Flitwick, and he turned on the lights. Mona was momentarily blinded. She looked around at the classroom that she had recently forgotten. Once again, it was sunny and bright, the desks gleamed a beautiful oak brown. And as Gryffindor received their prize, Mona realized the little things.
42- Library
Mona found herself usually confused in this school. One day all the students would be arguing over one thing or another and the next everyone seemed excited and happy. Today, everyone seemed to be muttering about a place called Hogsmeade. 'Hogs... what?' were the first few words which came out of her mouth before nearly every Gryffindor explained in full detail about everything there. 'There's Zonko's...' 'the joke shop...' 'and...' 'a brilliant sweet shop...' 'Honeydukes...' Mona was starting to wonder how everyone knew all these things so well, and how they knew about nothing in classes. A hand started to drag her away from the crowd. Mona looked to Hermione thankfully as she was dragged along to the library. 'Thank you,' said Mona sincerely, as she and Hermione walked through the isles. 'No problem,' said Hermione loftily, as she tossed her hair, 'I could tell you needed it.' Mona grinned as Hermione grabbed a book off the shelf and opened it. 'That's Hermione, al right,' she thought. Suddenly, Mona glanced at white, blond hair. 'Malfoy,' she thought, immediately, looking at the back of a head, apparently bending over to get a better look at a book. 'Psss... Hermione,' whispered Mona. 'What,' said Hermione loudly and in an annoyed tone. 'Shh...Look, over there. It's Malfoy,' said Mona pointing over to him. Hermione looked up, then back down at her book, 'Well, that's ordinary, he's in here a lot,' said Hermione as though this was absolutely everyday information. 'Really?' said Mona, looking at Malfoy in a new light. Hermione had already walked over to a table and sat down to read her book. Mona decided that she herself would do some investigating. What in the world would Malfoy be doing in the library, a lot? She grabbed a random book off a shelf and walked towards the shelf opposite his. He seemed to be particularly interested in a section of the library, as if he knew he'd find a certain book there. Mona's elbow hit against a shelf and the book she was holding fell to the ground. As she reached to pick it up, she saw Malfoy quickly turn around. 'Well, who'd expect to see you here?' said Malfoy, his mild surprise replaced with a smirk, 'Where's the dream team?' 'Why are you so interested?' Mona said matching his smirk with raised eyebrows. 'Why are you all alone?' said Malfoy looking around suspiciously. 'What were you looking for?' said Mona crossing her arms. 'What's in your hand?' said Malfoy looking down at her heavy book. 'Why are you in the library a lot?' said Mona hiding the book [that she still had no idea what it said] behind her back. 'How would you know?' said Malfoy his raised eyebrows complementing his smirking face. 'Why do you want to know how I know?' said Mona, tilting her head slightly and smiling. 'Do you ever answer a question?' 'Do you?' They both looked at each other, out of breath but mainly out of questions. Malfoy leaned back against the shelf, casually covering the books, right before he snatched the book out of her hand. 'Dementors and Dark Creatures,' said Malfoy as he read the cover off the book, giving Mona a chance to look at the section they were in. The Dark Arts section. 'Mona,' a voice suddenly called, 'Mona!' Harry had just come around the section they were in followed by the librarian, whom was shushing him furiously. 'We're not on the Quidditch field, Mr. Potter. This is a library,' she said in rage before she stomped back to her desk. Harry grinning approached them, and then stopped dead. Mona saw Harry look at Malfoy before anger crossed his face. He stood beside Mona, pushing Malfoy out of his way. 'Don't touch me Potter,' spat Malfoy, brushing off his robes, 'It may be the last thing you do,' he said with contempt. 'What were you doing here, with him,' said Harry looking at Mona and signaling to Malfoy. 'We were just having a friendly little chat,' said Malfoy, smirking. 'I wasn't talking to you Malfoy,' said Harry, before turning back to Mona. He looked at her and said, 'Aren't you coming to Hogsmeade, everyone's leaving in five minutes. I mean,' said Harry more slowly and calmly, 'do you... will you... well, if you have nothing better to do, will you...' Harry seemed to be growing a tinge of pink in his cheeks. Mona saw Malfoy role his eyes and sighed as though this was the most pathetic thing he had ever seen. 'What Potty here is finding hard to say is will you go with him to Hogsmeade,' said Malfoy as though they were discussing Transfiguration homework. Harry really turned red now, and Malfoy let out a mocking laugh. Mona couldn't help but laugh as he looked anywhere but at her; it was so cute. 'Sure,' said Mona, 'after all, Ron and Hermione are bound to be going together, and I'll need someone to show me around.' That wiped the laugh off Malfoy's face.
No, I do not own any of these characters, except the ones that you don't recognize. That is quite a lot... Please enjoy.
41- Charms Class
Halloween forgiven and forgotten, the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws walked into Professor Flitwick's sunny class. Standing on his pile of books so he could be seen above his desk, Professor Flitwick tapped his wand on his desk.
'Class,' he started, clearing his throat, 'today we will be practicing dark charms.' The class looked around worriedly with their eyebrows raised. 'No, no, not like the dark arts. This is a very different kind of charm. When someone turns out all the lights and you have no way of turning them back on, using this charm you can still see. Now, does anyone know how?'
Hermione was quickly bobbing her hand up and down. Without waiting for an answer, she said, 'Because, you don't see by using light, instead you see with heat. Wherever there is heat, to you there will be light.'
'Excellent, Ms. Granger. Five points to Gryffindor,' said Professor Flitwick as the Gryffindor's all smiled happily. Ron looked at Hermione with a type of love and pride.
'Now, a few animals don't need a charm to be able to do this, does anyone know?' asked Professor Flitwick looking around expectedly.
This time, Mona raised her hand. 'Yes, a good example would probably be a cat,' Mona said as Hermione nodded.
'Good example, Ms. Abd Allah; five points to Gryffindor,' said Professor Flitwick. 'Now to use this charm, you will have to use the incantation 'Fellio Visio'.
The class started brandishing their wands as they repeated the words.
Professor Flitwick called for attention over the now noisy class. 'I would like everyone to get up out of your seats. Yes, good. Now, I will turn off the lights, but a word of caution. When you use the charm, you will see everything that gives off heat, all people in this class. But, you wil not see the desks and all non-living things, so... try not to run into them.' The class looked around, a bit more worry in their faces. Hermione seemed to be trying to memorize where everything was in the classroom. 'Ready,' said Professor Flitwick, 'Three... Two...One,' and the lights were shut. Mona heard many people start muttering 'Fellio Visio' so she muttered it herself. What came to her eyes made her gasp. Everyone was green and glowing, she could barely tell who from who. A minute ago, Hermione was beside her, so she assumed that the glowing thing was her. 'Hermione?' asked Mona, reaching out to touch her hand. 'Who are you?' stuttered a scared voice. Immediately, Mona knew that was Neville. 'It's just me, Neville. I'm Mona.' People around her were also figuring out who was around them. 'Mona is that you,' said a voice she definitely recognized as Ron. The voice seemed to be coming from a figure a few meters away. He started coming towards her, but suddenly stopped and bent over, as if in pain. 'Youch,' Ron said a word that shouldn't be repeated. 'I think he hit a desk,' said Harry's unmistakable voice, which seemed to be stifling a laugh. 'Ron,' said Hermione, a figure sitting on apparently nothing, 'Don't you ever listen to what teacher's say? We won't be able to see non-living objects.' Ron groaned. 'Students, students,' said a high squeaky voice, 'I have a challenge for you.' Mona could feel Hermione sitting straighter along with the a few Ravenclaws. 'I, as you know, am standing in front of the class. The first student who can get to me will earn their house twenty points. Ready, go!' The whole class started moving forward as one. It was like going through an invisible obstacle course. Every few seconds, Mona heard someone cry out or say something that shouldn't be repeated. It was obvious that Hermione was trying to go through. Seeing Hermione coming her way, Mona patted her hand on a desk and said, 'Go around this one.' Hermione stopped and Mona could see her head turn towards her. Hermione seemed to understand and went around. Harry understood the idea, and told Hermione to go around another desk. Parvati and Lavendar signaled that she had to climb over this next desk, or else she would hit the wall. Finally, all that was left ahead was a few stairs until Hermione reached Flitwick. The Gryffindor's were cheering her on as she climbed the stairs, one by one like an old lady. She reached Flitwick, and he turned on the lights. Mona was momentarily blinded. She looked around at the classroom that she had recently forgotten. Once again, it was sunny and bright, the desks gleamed a beautiful oak brown. And as Gryffindor received their prize, Mona realized the little things.
42- Library
Mona found herself usually confused in this school. One day all the students would be arguing over one thing or another and the next everyone seemed excited and happy. Today, everyone seemed to be muttering about a place called Hogsmeade. 'Hogs... what?' were the first few words which came out of her mouth before nearly every Gryffindor explained in full detail about everything there. 'There's Zonko's...' 'the joke shop...' 'and...' 'a brilliant sweet shop...' 'Honeydukes...' Mona was starting to wonder how everyone knew all these things so well, and how they knew about nothing in classes. A hand started to drag her away from the crowd. Mona looked to Hermione thankfully as she was dragged along to the library. 'Thank you,' said Mona sincerely, as she and Hermione walked through the isles. 'No problem,' said Hermione loftily, as she tossed her hair, 'I could tell you needed it.' Mona grinned as Hermione grabbed a book off the shelf and opened it. 'That's Hermione, al right,' she thought. Suddenly, Mona glanced at white, blond hair. 'Malfoy,' she thought, immediately, looking at the back of a head, apparently bending over to get a better look at a book. 'Psss... Hermione,' whispered Mona. 'What,' said Hermione loudly and in an annoyed tone. 'Shh...Look, over there. It's Malfoy,' said Mona pointing over to him. Hermione looked up, then back down at her book, 'Well, that's ordinary, he's in here a lot,' said Hermione as though this was absolutely everyday information. 'Really?' said Mona, looking at Malfoy in a new light. Hermione had already walked over to a table and sat down to read her book. Mona decided that she herself would do some investigating. What in the world would Malfoy be doing in the library, a lot? She grabbed a random book off a shelf and walked towards the shelf opposite his. He seemed to be particularly interested in a section of the library, as if he knew he'd find a certain book there. Mona's elbow hit against a shelf and the book she was holding fell to the ground. As she reached to pick it up, she saw Malfoy quickly turn around. 'Well, who'd expect to see you here?' said Malfoy, his mild surprise replaced with a smirk, 'Where's the dream team?' 'Why are you so interested?' Mona said matching his smirk with raised eyebrows. 'Why are you all alone?' said Malfoy looking around suspiciously. 'What were you looking for?' said Mona crossing her arms. 'What's in your hand?' said Malfoy looking down at her heavy book. 'Why are you in the library a lot?' said Mona hiding the book [that she still had no idea what it said] behind her back. 'How would you know?' said Malfoy his raised eyebrows complementing his smirking face. 'Why do you want to know how I know?' said Mona, tilting her head slightly and smiling. 'Do you ever answer a question?' 'Do you?' They both looked at each other, out of breath but mainly out of questions. Malfoy leaned back against the shelf, casually covering the books, right before he snatched the book out of her hand. 'Dementors and Dark Creatures,' said Malfoy as he read the cover off the book, giving Mona a chance to look at the section they were in. The Dark Arts section. 'Mona,' a voice suddenly called, 'Mona!' Harry had just come around the section they were in followed by the librarian, whom was shushing him furiously. 'We're not on the Quidditch field, Mr. Potter. This is a library,' she said in rage before she stomped back to her desk. Harry grinning approached them, and then stopped dead. Mona saw Harry look at Malfoy before anger crossed his face. He stood beside Mona, pushing Malfoy out of his way. 'Don't touch me Potter,' spat Malfoy, brushing off his robes, 'It may be the last thing you do,' he said with contempt. 'What were you doing here, with him,' said Harry looking at Mona and signaling to Malfoy. 'We were just having a friendly little chat,' said Malfoy, smirking. 'I wasn't talking to you Malfoy,' said Harry, before turning back to Mona. He looked at her and said, 'Aren't you coming to Hogsmeade, everyone's leaving in five minutes. I mean,' said Harry more slowly and calmly, 'do you... will you... well, if you have nothing better to do, will you...' Harry seemed to be growing a tinge of pink in his cheeks. Mona saw Malfoy role his eyes and sighed as though this was the most pathetic thing he had ever seen. 'What Potty here is finding hard to say is will you go with him to Hogsmeade,' said Malfoy as though they were discussing Transfiguration homework. Harry really turned red now, and Malfoy let out a mocking laugh. Mona couldn't help but laugh as he looked anywhere but at her; it was so cute. 'Sure,' said Mona, 'after all, Ron and Hermione are bound to be going together, and I'll need someone to show me around.' That wiped the laugh off Malfoy's face.