Chapter 6
Disclaimer: Same as always. No money, no sue.
Warnings: I don't chew my Tootsie Rolls twice.
In this Chappie: A nasty fall causes some things to happen.
Harry woke up the next day feeling better than he had in a long time. He remembered what happened last night. He smiled to himself. He jumped out of bed and felt something move around his neck. He looked down and there was Christine's necklace. He found it last night in his bag. But, he didn't remember putting it on. "That's strange." he said aloud. "What's strange?" asked Ron from the next bed. He saw Harry standing there clad in only a pair of blue plaid dorm pants. His tanned skin standing out more against the blue. Ron saw a glint of sliver. He walked over to his friend and looked at it more closely. "What's this?" he asked. "You have to keep this quiet." said Harry. "Okay. Okay! Tell, tell, tell." said Ron. "It's Christine's. I found it in my bag last night." he said. "What's this have to do with you?" Ron asked. Harry told him the whole story. From the creeping in and scaring her to the kiss. "Wow. Is she good?" he asked. "What do you mean?" asked Harry. "Is she good. Kisser." said Ron. Harry grinned. "Like you wouldn't *believe*." he said. "Oh, yeah." said Ron as he and Harry made their way twards the bathroom.
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Christine rinsed the peachy colored and scented shampoo out of her hair. She got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her body. She pulled on her uniform and pulled her hair into a ponytail. She grabbed her broom and headed downstairs and caught up with Blaise and Draco. "You look good in a Slytherin uniform." said Blaise. "I look even better on a broom." said Christine. "I bet you do." he said. On their way to the Quidditch Pitch, they passed Harry and Ron and Hermione. "Hey Weasel, how's your sister. I heard that she got caught last night half-naked with Potter!" laughed Blasie. "WHAT!!!" exploded Ron. "Yeah. They were *all* over each other." said Blaise. His face had gone redder than his hair. "Blaise, that's not true and you know it." whispered Christine. "Yeah, so." he said. "Weasel calm down. It's not true. Blaise's flirting is on over-drive today." said Christine. "How do you know it's not true?" he said struggling to get away from Seamus. Seamus was trying to keep Ron from strangling Harry. "Beacuse Potter was with me last night, studying."she said. "Prove it." he said. Christine walked over to Harry and pulled the necklace out from under his shirt. "Oh. Yeah. Sorry mate. I forgot." said Ron. "Here." said Harry pulling the necklace out. "Keep it. I've got one on my back. Remember?" she said. They went back to chattering. Harry looked back at Christine and mouthed 'Thanks'. She just nodded and went back to her conversation with Blaise and Draco. "Why'd you do that?" asked Blaise. "Blaise, my days are numbered. And I want to make them as nice as possible. And I don't want you fucking them up with childish flirting." she said. "I'm sorry Chrissy. Forgive me? Please." said Blasie. He pulled the look that he used to when they were little. "Oooooo! You daft little bugger!" she laughed. "Besides. I know you have a crush on the Weasel." she whispered. "How'd you know?" he whispered back. "It's obvious. Maybe not to others. But, I've known you long enough to know when you're crushin' and you're crushin' in a *major* way!" she said. "Sometimes I think you're too smart for you're own damn good." he said. " 'Tis true. 'Tis true." she said as they entered the Quidditch Pitch. "So. You have to be one hell of a Seeker. As much as I hate to admit it, Potter's pretty damn good." said Blaise. "Don't worry."she said. "Hey." said a voice from behind them. "We have the field now." said the voice. It belonged to Cho Chang. "We have permission." said Draco, handing over a peice of parchment. Her eyes scanned the page. "Who's your new Seeker?" she asked irritably. "Why Cho. How positivly horrid to see you again, dahhling." said Christine stepping out from behind Draco and Blaise. "As you." she said. "Are you the new Seeker?" she asked. "Who else but me? I'm the greatest Seeker in Europe and America." she said. "Not better than Harry." said Cho smugly. "We shall see." said Christine. "Bring him out." she said. "What. Now?" said Cho. "No. Four weeks from next Thursday." said Christine. Cho looked at her curiously. "Yes now." said Christine with an eye roll. "All right. Don't move." she said. "Wouldn't *dream* of it, dahhling." said Christine. "Do you know what you're doing?" asked Draco. "Absolutly not." said Christine taking her Quidditch robe off and sitting on the damp grass. About fifteen minutes later, just as Christine was pushing down into a split, Cho came up to her looking smug with Harry, Ron and Hermione in tow. "Well. Here he is. His Airness himself." said Cho. Harry and Christine just laughed. "What's so funny?" she said, looking confused. "His Airness. That's Michael Jordan, idiot." said Christine. "You know. The Bulls. Chicago? Oh, nevermind!" said Chrisitne. "The challage is, I will throw ten practice Snitches in the air, and whom ever catches the most in ten minutes, wins." said Draco. "Okay." said Harry. "Fine by me." said Christine. They mounted their brooms. "On the count of three then?" said Harry. "Three." said Christine. "One. Two. THREE." said Cho as she realeased the Snitches. And they took off. Both going at the same speed. Then, they headed of in separate directions. Christine saw something out of the corner of her eye. 'A Snitch.' she thought. She made a sharp turn right and dove after the flittering ball of gold. She streached her hand and closed her fingers over the cold metal. 'One down. Nine to go.' she thought. She looked over at Harry. No luck, yet. She saw another one heading twords the Forbbiden Forest. "No. Christine!" shouted someone as she raced twords it. "I'll be fine!" she shouted back. 'That idiot girl.' thought Harry. He shot across the Pitch to try and catch up to Christine. "Christine! Do you know where you're going?!" he called. "The Forbbiden Forrest." she called back. As she entered, she found it darker than she remembered. She saw a tree and swirved out of the way. Harry finally caught up to her. "You're daft. You know that?" he said. "Of course. And so are you for following me." she teased. "Look out!" said Harry. She swirved out of the way, but the turn was too much for the broom. She fell from fifty feet in the air. Harry turned when he realised that Christine was being awfully quiet. He looked down. "Shit!" he said. He dove down after her. But a vertical dive like that, you're bound to loose grip sometime. He fell and plunged the drop of fifty feet. Hermione, who was watching the whole thing from benoculars, screamed. "They've fallen! They've fallen! They're dead!" she shouted. A cold fear shot through Draco and Blaise. They knew that if she died now, the *whole* fucking magical world was screwed. They might as well walk right up to Voldemort's door, and say "Here I am. Kill me now!". They were by her side in five minutes. It was an awful sight. Harry and Chrisitne were laying side by side pouring blood. Christine had broken her leg and an arm. And her neck was at and odd angle and she had a cut on her head. Draco felt her pulse. He it took him five minutes before he could find one. She finally moaned. "Oh. Thank Merlin!" he said. He picked her up and rushed her to the Hospital Wing. Harry however had a sprained ankle, a broken wrist, and a rib poking out from under his skin. They levitated him and rushed him back to Hogwarts.
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(3:30 am. Hospital Wing)
Harry woke with a start. He tried to sit up but let out a whimper at the pain that shot through his body and plopped back down onto the pillows. He heard a moan and looked over at the next bed. Christine was laying there with her head bandaged up and her neck bruised badly. 'Oi.' he thought. "What time is it?" she suddenly asked. "I don't know." he said. "Oh! It hurts to talk." she said. "Same here." said Harry. "Help me up." said Christine. "Right. Why?" asked Harry. "Just do it." she said. "Right." said Harry. He walked over to the bed Christine was laying in and grabbed her under her arms. He made like he was hugging her and pulled her up. He pulled her legs over the side of the bed and propped her up. He held onto her arms just incase she fell. " Be an angel and move me over to the balcony." she said sweetly. "Right-o" he said. "I'm going to have to pick you up." he said. "Fine. But no funny stuff. Nice and easy." she said. "Don't worry. I'll be gentle." he said. He sild one hand on top of her shoulder blades and one under her knees. He braced himself for alot of weight, but, surpisingly, she barely weighed anything. "I know. I'm heavy." she said. "No. Actually, you're pretty light. Don't you *ever* eat anything?" he asked. "Every now and then." she said. "You smell good." he said. "Peaches." she said. He sat her down on the wide railing. It was just wide enough for someone to sit on. He leaned her up against the building. "Thanks. You're a living doll." she said. Harry looked at her. Really looked at her. The moonlight danced along her hair. Casting shadows across her face. She looked wonderful. Even in the pajamas provided by Madame Pomfrey, she looked like an angel. "Do you miss them?" she said suddenly. "Who?" he said, sitting in front of her. "Your parents." she said. "Yes." he said. "At least they cared about you." she said. "Yours don't?" he asked. "My dad's a lunatic and my moms dead. But, she cared about me. My stepmom could care less." she said. "I know the feeling." he said. "You do? she asked. "Yeah. I live with my Muggle Aunt and Uncle. They don't take too kindly to magic. They think I'm a freak. So, they take every chance they get to hurt me." he said. "I'm sorry. It's the same way for me. Only. My father thinks my mother's death was my fault." she said. "How so." he asked. "I'd rather not talk about it." said Chrisitne. She shivered all of a sudden. "Cold." he asked. "Yeah. she replied. He didn't blame her. It was early autmn and it was crisp outside. He got down and slid his arms under her again, and held s she wouldn't fall and climbed up onto the railing. Then he picked her up and then put her in between his legs and put his arms around her. She leaned into him. "Better?" he asked. "Uh.. Yeah. Thanks." she said. They looked up at the stars that decorated the sky like crystals. "They're beautiful." she said. "Yeah." siad Harry. "Look. There's Orion." she said. "You know what the belt is used for?" he asked. "To hold up Orions pants." she said. "How'd you know?" he said. "I was raised in the Muggle world too, ya know." she said. "That's true. " he said. "Why don't you have a girlfriend." asked Chrisitne. "I dunno." he said. As a breeze blew, he tightend his grip around her. She pulled on the front of his pajama top. "I never thought that I would be sitting like this with a you." he said. "Same-" she said. She never got to finish. She suddenly coudn't breathe. She threw her hands around her throat. "Help." she gasped. "Help!" "Christine! What's wrong?" he asked. "Can't. Breathe." she managed to say. She started to sway. She started to fall off the side of the balcony. Harry saw this and caught her. He picked her up and banged on Madame Pomfrey's chamber door. She opened the door and gasped when she saw Christine. "Not now. Not now." she muttered. She took Christine and ran down the hall. Harry didn't see them for the rest of the night. 'What is going on?' he thought.
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Anon-e-MOUSE: hi! thanx for reviewing. no, i didn't get my title from SPACEBALLS. i got it from a cd. tATu to be precise. i can't help what the story chapters come out looking like. that's just the way my computer does it. i'll get it checked soon. or something. review more!
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the smiths: thanx. i love this story too.
Lefteye: hey grrl! thanx for all the wonderful reviews and emails. lov ya! p.s. i'll read ur next chapter soon. ~big fat bear~ lol*
HarryPotter4ever73649: i'll write more soon
WinterTimeIsHere!$: if you write more. i'll write more! lol*
fantasyangel: i'll update ASAP!
anonymous: yeah. i did know that this was the theme song. but i didn't know until *after* i put the title on. my friend told me.
Jean: thanx. i like to do new things. :)
LadyRaya says:
I like this chapter. Okay. R/R. I'll write more. Bye.
Love,
LR
Disclaimer: Same as always. No money, no sue.
Warnings: I don't chew my Tootsie Rolls twice.
In this Chappie: A nasty fall causes some things to happen.
Harry woke up the next day feeling better than he had in a long time. He remembered what happened last night. He smiled to himself. He jumped out of bed and felt something move around his neck. He looked down and there was Christine's necklace. He found it last night in his bag. But, he didn't remember putting it on. "That's strange." he said aloud. "What's strange?" asked Ron from the next bed. He saw Harry standing there clad in only a pair of blue plaid dorm pants. His tanned skin standing out more against the blue. Ron saw a glint of sliver. He walked over to his friend and looked at it more closely. "What's this?" he asked. "You have to keep this quiet." said Harry. "Okay. Okay! Tell, tell, tell." said Ron. "It's Christine's. I found it in my bag last night." he said. "What's this have to do with you?" Ron asked. Harry told him the whole story. From the creeping in and scaring her to the kiss. "Wow. Is she good?" he asked. "What do you mean?" asked Harry. "Is she good. Kisser." said Ron. Harry grinned. "Like you wouldn't *believe*." he said. "Oh, yeah." said Ron as he and Harry made their way twards the bathroom.
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Christine rinsed the peachy colored and scented shampoo out of her hair. She got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her body. She pulled on her uniform and pulled her hair into a ponytail. She grabbed her broom and headed downstairs and caught up with Blaise and Draco. "You look good in a Slytherin uniform." said Blaise. "I look even better on a broom." said Christine. "I bet you do." he said. On their way to the Quidditch Pitch, they passed Harry and Ron and Hermione. "Hey Weasel, how's your sister. I heard that she got caught last night half-naked with Potter!" laughed Blasie. "WHAT!!!" exploded Ron. "Yeah. They were *all* over each other." said Blaise. His face had gone redder than his hair. "Blaise, that's not true and you know it." whispered Christine. "Yeah, so." he said. "Weasel calm down. It's not true. Blaise's flirting is on over-drive today." said Christine. "How do you know it's not true?" he said struggling to get away from Seamus. Seamus was trying to keep Ron from strangling Harry. "Beacuse Potter was with me last night, studying."she said. "Prove it." he said. Christine walked over to Harry and pulled the necklace out from under his shirt. "Oh. Yeah. Sorry mate. I forgot." said Ron. "Here." said Harry pulling the necklace out. "Keep it. I've got one on my back. Remember?" she said. They went back to chattering. Harry looked back at Christine and mouthed 'Thanks'. She just nodded and went back to her conversation with Blaise and Draco. "Why'd you do that?" asked Blaise. "Blaise, my days are numbered. And I want to make them as nice as possible. And I don't want you fucking them up with childish flirting." she said. "I'm sorry Chrissy. Forgive me? Please." said Blasie. He pulled the look that he used to when they were little. "Oooooo! You daft little bugger!" she laughed. "Besides. I know you have a crush on the Weasel." she whispered. "How'd you know?" he whispered back. "It's obvious. Maybe not to others. But, I've known you long enough to know when you're crushin' and you're crushin' in a *major* way!" she said. "Sometimes I think you're too smart for you're own damn good." he said. " 'Tis true. 'Tis true." she said as they entered the Quidditch Pitch. "So. You have to be one hell of a Seeker. As much as I hate to admit it, Potter's pretty damn good." said Blaise. "Don't worry."she said. "Hey." said a voice from behind them. "We have the field now." said the voice. It belonged to Cho Chang. "We have permission." said Draco, handing over a peice of parchment. Her eyes scanned the page. "Who's your new Seeker?" she asked irritably. "Why Cho. How positivly horrid to see you again, dahhling." said Christine stepping out from behind Draco and Blaise. "As you." she said. "Are you the new Seeker?" she asked. "Who else but me? I'm the greatest Seeker in Europe and America." she said. "Not better than Harry." said Cho smugly. "We shall see." said Christine. "Bring him out." she said. "What. Now?" said Cho. "No. Four weeks from next Thursday." said Christine. Cho looked at her curiously. "Yes now." said Christine with an eye roll. "All right. Don't move." she said. "Wouldn't *dream* of it, dahhling." said Christine. "Do you know what you're doing?" asked Draco. "Absolutly not." said Christine taking her Quidditch robe off and sitting on the damp grass. About fifteen minutes later, just as Christine was pushing down into a split, Cho came up to her looking smug with Harry, Ron and Hermione in tow. "Well. Here he is. His Airness himself." said Cho. Harry and Christine just laughed. "What's so funny?" she said, looking confused. "His Airness. That's Michael Jordan, idiot." said Christine. "You know. The Bulls. Chicago? Oh, nevermind!" said Chrisitne. "The challage is, I will throw ten practice Snitches in the air, and whom ever catches the most in ten minutes, wins." said Draco. "Okay." said Harry. "Fine by me." said Christine. They mounted their brooms. "On the count of three then?" said Harry. "Three." said Christine. "One. Two. THREE." said Cho as she realeased the Snitches. And they took off. Both going at the same speed. Then, they headed of in separate directions. Christine saw something out of the corner of her eye. 'A Snitch.' she thought. She made a sharp turn right and dove after the flittering ball of gold. She streached her hand and closed her fingers over the cold metal. 'One down. Nine to go.' she thought. She looked over at Harry. No luck, yet. She saw another one heading twords the Forbbiden Forest. "No. Christine!" shouted someone as she raced twords it. "I'll be fine!" she shouted back. 'That idiot girl.' thought Harry. He shot across the Pitch to try and catch up to Christine. "Christine! Do you know where you're going?!" he called. "The Forbbiden Forrest." she called back. As she entered, she found it darker than she remembered. She saw a tree and swirved out of the way. Harry finally caught up to her. "You're daft. You know that?" he said. "Of course. And so are you for following me." she teased. "Look out!" said Harry. She swirved out of the way, but the turn was too much for the broom. She fell from fifty feet in the air. Harry turned when he realised that Christine was being awfully quiet. He looked down. "Shit!" he said. He dove down after her. But a vertical dive like that, you're bound to loose grip sometime. He fell and plunged the drop of fifty feet. Hermione, who was watching the whole thing from benoculars, screamed. "They've fallen! They've fallen! They're dead!" she shouted. A cold fear shot through Draco and Blaise. They knew that if she died now, the *whole* fucking magical world was screwed. They might as well walk right up to Voldemort's door, and say "Here I am. Kill me now!". They were by her side in five minutes. It was an awful sight. Harry and Chrisitne were laying side by side pouring blood. Christine had broken her leg and an arm. And her neck was at and odd angle and she had a cut on her head. Draco felt her pulse. He it took him five minutes before he could find one. She finally moaned. "Oh. Thank Merlin!" he said. He picked her up and rushed her to the Hospital Wing. Harry however had a sprained ankle, a broken wrist, and a rib poking out from under his skin. They levitated him and rushed him back to Hogwarts.
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(3:30 am. Hospital Wing)
Harry woke with a start. He tried to sit up but let out a whimper at the pain that shot through his body and plopped back down onto the pillows. He heard a moan and looked over at the next bed. Christine was laying there with her head bandaged up and her neck bruised badly. 'Oi.' he thought. "What time is it?" she suddenly asked. "I don't know." he said. "Oh! It hurts to talk." she said. "Same here." said Harry. "Help me up." said Christine. "Right. Why?" asked Harry. "Just do it." she said. "Right." said Harry. He walked over to the bed Christine was laying in and grabbed her under her arms. He made like he was hugging her and pulled her up. He pulled her legs over the side of the bed and propped her up. He held onto her arms just incase she fell. " Be an angel and move me over to the balcony." she said sweetly. "Right-o" he said. "I'm going to have to pick you up." he said. "Fine. But no funny stuff. Nice and easy." she said. "Don't worry. I'll be gentle." he said. He sild one hand on top of her shoulder blades and one under her knees. He braced himself for alot of weight, but, surpisingly, she barely weighed anything. "I know. I'm heavy." she said. "No. Actually, you're pretty light. Don't you *ever* eat anything?" he asked. "Every now and then." she said. "You smell good." he said. "Peaches." she said. He sat her down on the wide railing. It was just wide enough for someone to sit on. He leaned her up against the building. "Thanks. You're a living doll." she said. Harry looked at her. Really looked at her. The moonlight danced along her hair. Casting shadows across her face. She looked wonderful. Even in the pajamas provided by Madame Pomfrey, she looked like an angel. "Do you miss them?" she said suddenly. "Who?" he said, sitting in front of her. "Your parents." she said. "Yes." he said. "At least they cared about you." she said. "Yours don't?" he asked. "My dad's a lunatic and my moms dead. But, she cared about me. My stepmom could care less." she said. "I know the feeling." he said. "You do? she asked. "Yeah. I live with my Muggle Aunt and Uncle. They don't take too kindly to magic. They think I'm a freak. So, they take every chance they get to hurt me." he said. "I'm sorry. It's the same way for me. Only. My father thinks my mother's death was my fault." she said. "How so." he asked. "I'd rather not talk about it." said Chrisitne. She shivered all of a sudden. "Cold." he asked. "Yeah. she replied. He didn't blame her. It was early autmn and it was crisp outside. He got down and slid his arms under her again, and held s she wouldn't fall and climbed up onto the railing. Then he picked her up and then put her in between his legs and put his arms around her. She leaned into him. "Better?" he asked. "Uh.. Yeah. Thanks." she said. They looked up at the stars that decorated the sky like crystals. "They're beautiful." she said. "Yeah." siad Harry. "Look. There's Orion." she said. "You know what the belt is used for?" he asked. "To hold up Orions pants." she said. "How'd you know?" he said. "I was raised in the Muggle world too, ya know." she said. "That's true. " he said. "Why don't you have a girlfriend." asked Chrisitne. "I dunno." he said. As a breeze blew, he tightend his grip around her. She pulled on the front of his pajama top. "I never thought that I would be sitting like this with a you." he said. "Same-" she said. She never got to finish. She suddenly coudn't breathe. She threw her hands around her throat. "Help." she gasped. "Help!" "Christine! What's wrong?" he asked. "Can't. Breathe." she managed to say. She started to sway. She started to fall off the side of the balcony. Harry saw this and caught her. He picked her up and banged on Madame Pomfrey's chamber door. She opened the door and gasped when she saw Christine. "Not now. Not now." she muttered. She took Christine and ran down the hall. Harry didn't see them for the rest of the night. 'What is going on?' he thought.
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Anon-e-MOUSE: hi! thanx for reviewing. no, i didn't get my title from SPACEBALLS. i got it from a cd. tATu to be precise. i can't help what the story chapters come out looking like. that's just the way my computer does it. i'll get it checked soon. or something. review more!
~!!Reality~*~Check!!~: i like ur review. i'll write more soon. promise.
the smiths: thanx. i love this story too.
Lefteye: hey grrl! thanx for all the wonderful reviews and emails. lov ya! p.s. i'll read ur next chapter soon. ~big fat bear~ lol*
HarryPotter4ever73649: i'll write more soon
WinterTimeIsHere!$: if you write more. i'll write more! lol*
fantasyangel: i'll update ASAP!
anonymous: yeah. i did know that this was the theme song. but i didn't know until *after* i put the title on. my friend told me.
Jean: thanx. i like to do new things. :)
LadyRaya says:
I like this chapter. Okay. R/R. I'll write more. Bye.
Love,
LR