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Harry Potter and the Meaning of Life
Book Six
Chapter Seven
The next morning at breakfast, Harry asked Dumbledore if he could announce that there would be Quidditch tryouts on Saturday afternoon for the Griffindor team. Dumbly agreed.
After brekky, the timetables were handed out and it was found that the first class they had was potions, with the Slytherins.
On the way to potions Ron pointed to a retreating shadow.
"I swear," he said, "that was Remus."
"Ron," said Hermione, "it's probably just a hallucination from all the weed you've been smoking."
Harry said nothing because he had seen it too.
As our heroes approached the potions dungeon, they ran into their least favourite person, Draco Malfoy. He looked suspiciously like 50-cent in the P.I.M.P. video clip and was surrounded by insufficiently robed women. Harry noticed that Cho was among them and shuddered.
"Miss Granger," said Draco, oozing with sleaziness, "care to join us?" Hermione looked disgusted and stalked into class. Draco dismissed his posse and walked over to Harry and Ron who eyed him with caution. As Draco seemed friendly enough, Ron spoke:
"I can see why you ditched Crabbe and Goyle."
"Yeah," said Draco nodding. "Look, Potter, Weasley, I know we've had misunderstandings in the past, but now I've grown up and have my business to look after. And besides, Potter, you'll have enough on your plate without me being intentionally nasty." Draco sounded genuinely willing to let bygones be bygones and come to an agreement. He really just wanted Harry and Ron as costomers, but they didn't have to know...
"Sure," said Harry and Ron in unison. Then, the strangest thing happened; Harry, Ron and Draco walked into class together like old friends.
Potions passed without any dramas for once. Little did our heroes know that this was partly due to Draco telling Snape not to ruin Harry's and Ron's trust and that Neville was a loyal customer of his. It was also partly because Snape had a serious-big-mega crush on the defence against the dark arts teacher and wanted to have hot, wild, unprotected jungle-sex with her, but would sooner die than admit it.
Potions, for once, was actually a bearable subject.
Wow, thought Harry to himself, everyone is being nice to me because I'm going to die. (this wasn't true, but Harry was too dumb to realise.) I think of it as my duty to take full advantage of them, he added to himself, thinking of Cho.
Harry Potter and the Meaning of Life
Book Six
Chapter Seven
The next morning at breakfast, Harry asked Dumbledore if he could announce that there would be Quidditch tryouts on Saturday afternoon for the Griffindor team. Dumbly agreed.
After brekky, the timetables were handed out and it was found that the first class they had was potions, with the Slytherins.
On the way to potions Ron pointed to a retreating shadow.
"I swear," he said, "that was Remus."
"Ron," said Hermione, "it's probably just a hallucination from all the weed you've been smoking."
Harry said nothing because he had seen it too.
As our heroes approached the potions dungeon, they ran into their least favourite person, Draco Malfoy. He looked suspiciously like 50-cent in the P.I.M.P. video clip and was surrounded by insufficiently robed women. Harry noticed that Cho was among them and shuddered.
"Miss Granger," said Draco, oozing with sleaziness, "care to join us?" Hermione looked disgusted and stalked into class. Draco dismissed his posse and walked over to Harry and Ron who eyed him with caution. As Draco seemed friendly enough, Ron spoke:
"I can see why you ditched Crabbe and Goyle."
"Yeah," said Draco nodding. "Look, Potter, Weasley, I know we've had misunderstandings in the past, but now I've grown up and have my business to look after. And besides, Potter, you'll have enough on your plate without me being intentionally nasty." Draco sounded genuinely willing to let bygones be bygones and come to an agreement. He really just wanted Harry and Ron as costomers, but they didn't have to know...
"Sure," said Harry and Ron in unison. Then, the strangest thing happened; Harry, Ron and Draco walked into class together like old friends.
Potions passed without any dramas for once. Little did our heroes know that this was partly due to Draco telling Snape not to ruin Harry's and Ron's trust and that Neville was a loyal customer of his. It was also partly because Snape had a serious-big-mega crush on the defence against the dark arts teacher and wanted to have hot, wild, unprotected jungle-sex with her, but would sooner die than admit it.
Potions, for once, was actually a bearable subject.
Wow, thought Harry to himself, everyone is being nice to me because I'm going to die. (this wasn't true, but Harry was too dumb to realise.) I think of it as my duty to take full advantage of them, he added to himself, thinking of Cho.