AN: Hey, all! Because I might not be able to update for a while, I'm
giving you two more chapters before I leave my grandma's house. So, on
with the story! (After the stupid disclaimer . . .)
***PLEASE NOTE: THIS STORY WILL BE CHANGED TO A PG RATING!*** (just to be safe – you shall see why in later chapters)
Disclaimer: She does not own Harry Potter. She just owns Cassandra Calaway/Malfoy. If she could buy Draco and turn him real, she would, but as that is not possible, there's no sense crying over it.
Anywho, Here's the next chappie! (six, I believe?)
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Last time:
"Well, I suppose I can be nice to Potter, Weasley and Granger, just as long as I don't have to call them by their first names," He said.
"It's a deal then?" I asked, holding out my hand.
"Deal," said Draco, and he shook my hand for the second time that day.
!@!
Chapter 6: Transfiguration
~*~My POV~*~
I ran through the near-empty halls, trying to make it to Transfiguration on time. I finally found the classroom, and not a moment too soon. Professor McGonagall was just letting the students into the classroom. I found Harry, Ron, and Hermione in the line of students and got their attention.
"Where were you?" asked Hermione.
"Yeah, one minute you were there, and then we turned around and you were gone!" said Ron.
"You aren't using a time turner, are you?" asked Harry, looking at my robes suspiciously.
"No, Harry. I'll explain after class." By now, everyone was seated. Hermione and I were in a desk at the front row, and Harry and Ron were seated behind us. Professor McGonagall got everyone's attention by tapping her wand on her desk. Everyone quieted immediately.
"Thank you for cooperating. Now, today, we will be learning how to transfigure snakes into walking sticks. The spell works like such . . ." The lesson went on without much trouble. To no one's surprise, Hermione was one of the only students to transfigure her snake.
ONE OF the only students.
The other two people to successfully transfigure their snake were Draco Malfoy and me.
!@!
While Harry, Ron, Hermione, and I were on our way to the great Hall for lunch, and after Hermione had finished praising me on my astonishing work with Transfiguration, I explained what had happened after Potions.
"I guess I better say this first: In Potions, Malfoy and I called a truce. I said that it only had to be for Potions, since we can't work together if we're hurling insults at each other, and he agreed. So then after potions, Malfoy pulled me away from you three and said that we should have a truce no matter what class we're in, because he had no reason to insult me!"
"He's got no reason to insult us, either!" said Harry.
"To him he does, Harry. He insults Hermione because she's muggleborn, he insults Ron because his family doesn't have as much money as his, and he insults YOU, Harry, because you're better than him at everything. He's jealous of you Harry! You're famous, he's not. You have a better broom than him. And most importantly, you have good friends, he doesn't.
"What do you call all the Slytherins, then?" asked Ron.
"You call them friends? They just want to be on his will so they can get his money!" I retorted. Ron looked rather taken aback.
"Did he tell you all this?" asked Hermione curiously.
"No, I'm just stating the obvious. Now, continuing on with what happened after Potions."
"You refused the deal, right?" said Harry.
"No interruptions, please." By now, we had reached the Great Hall and were seated. "Yes, I refused the deal. I said that I could only accept it if he was nice to you three as well."
"So I guess he just walked off then, right?" said Ron.
"No, I began to walk off to find you guys, but he pulled me back again and said that he thought he could be nice to you three, as long as he doesn't have to call you by your first names."
"He must have some kind of trick up his sleeve, if he's willing to be nice to us!" said Hermione.
"I thought so at first, too, but someone's eyes show all their emotion, and his eyes were full of truth. So, I accepted, on the condition that he was nice to you guys as well. So I expect YOU will be nice to HIM," I finished.
"ARE YOU MAD?!" shouted Ron, attracting the attention of half the Great Hall, including a certain blonde-haired Slytherin, who immediately knew what they were talking about, and chose to ignore them.
"No, Ron, I am not, or I would not have been accepted into this school," I said, calm as a kitten.
"Ron, just calm down, this isn't really major. It might make the world a better place, you never know," Said Hermione. It seemed Harry was choosing to stay out of the situation.
"Alright, alright," said Ron, at a normal volume, although it seemed like he was still angry.
!@!
The rest of the day passed without any more trouble, and soon we were all seated in the common room.
"Does anyone know when the first Hogsmeade trip is?" asked Harry.
"Yes, it's next weekend, they're starting early this year, why?" said Hermione, picking up a book.
"Just curious," was Harry's reply. It was then that I realized that I couldn't go into Hogsmeade without a signed permission form, which I didn't have.
"Um, Hermione?" I said, with a sideways glance at her.
"Yes?" said Hermione, looking up from her book.
"Uh, I can't go to Hogsmeade without a permission form, can I?"
"Oh you don't have one, do you? No you can't go without one. Maybe McGonagall could give you one for you to send home. You should ask her in Transfiguration tomorrow."
"Yeah, I guess so, but I don't think my mum and dad will sign it. They didn't want me to come here to begin with, so I don't think they'll take the idea of me going to a 'strange' wizard's town too lightly. And I'm NOT sneaking in, Harry," I said. His mouth had been open, ready to suggest that very thing. He closed it quickly.
"There's got to be SOME way to get you in!" said Ron.
"How did you get your permission form signed, Harry? I thought your aunt and uncle despised you," I asked.
"My godfather signed it," said Harry tartly, not looking at me but at the wall. I realized I hit a touchy subject, with Sirius being dead and all, so I decided to drop it. I looked at the grandfather clock and saw that it was 11:00 PM. I decided to go to bed. There was nothing to talk about anyway.
"I'm going to bed you guys, 'night." I said, as I got out of my chair. Three calls of "'night!" followed as I walked to the stone staircase.
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The next two weeks passed without event, I still didn't have a way to get to Hogsmeade, and the trip was today. I had made up my mind that I wouldn't sneak in, I had tried to get my parents to sign the form, and that was an immediate "no", so I was stuck inside the castle on the first Hogsmeade trip. Just great. I said goodbye to Harry, Ron, and Hermione in the entrance Hall and headed back to my common room. Professor McGonagall stopped me, however, before I got halfway there.
"Miss Calaway, why aren't you with all your friends, going to Hogsmeade?" she asked curiously.
I looked at my shoes as I answered, "My parents wouldn't sign my form."
"Oh, well that's not good! I think I can give you a pass to Hogsmeade, I see no reason for you not to go!" said Professor McGonagall with a rare smile. With that said she escorted me into her office, which we were right next to the entrance to. She filled out something on a piece of parchment and handed it to me.
"Now, give this to Mr. Filch before everyone leaves, and you have my permission to run in the halls to get there, but just this once!" said Professor McGonagall. I thanked her and ran out of the office and down to the entrance Hall. There were still about 20 people left, Harry, Ron, and Hermione among them.
"Harry! Hermione! Ron! I can go, I can go!!" I shouted from across the entrance Hall and ran up to them.
"Really?" said Hermione.
"Cassy, that's great!" said Harry.
"Yeah, now you can see Honeydukes!" added Ron.
"Ron, are you obsessed with that store?" asked Hermione.
"Yes, and Zonko's and Quality Quidditch Supplies, too!" he replied. Hermione just shook her head and gave her name to Mr. Filch, who checked her off the list. Harry gave his name as well, and then Ron, until I was the only person left.
"Umm, Professor McGonagall signed my form for me," I said, handing it to him. He held it up, checking for any sign of a forgery.
"Alright, you can go, but I'll be talking to McGonagall about this!" said Mr. Filch as I ran out the door to catch up with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. They were getting into a carriage, but keeping a lookout for me. I ran to the carriage and got in after Hermione. No sooner had I done this than the carriage started moving. I could hardly believe it: I was going to Hogsmeade after all!
AN: I think my chapters just get shorter and shorter, this isn't cool! Oh well, as long as you guys still review! How'd you like this chapter? Keep reading and reviewing! Next chapter: Hogsmeade. (Although I think that was pretty obvious . . .) Enough jibber jabber, REVIEW!!! PLEASE!!!!!!
SpicySugar
***PLEASE NOTE: THIS STORY WILL BE CHANGED TO A PG RATING!*** (just to be safe – you shall see why in later chapters)
Disclaimer: She does not own Harry Potter. She just owns Cassandra Calaway/Malfoy. If she could buy Draco and turn him real, she would, but as that is not possible, there's no sense crying over it.
Anywho, Here's the next chappie! (six, I believe?)
!@!@!@!@!@!@!@!@!@!@!@!@!@!@! (I decided to use something different today!)
Last time:
"Well, I suppose I can be nice to Potter, Weasley and Granger, just as long as I don't have to call them by their first names," He said.
"It's a deal then?" I asked, holding out my hand.
"Deal," said Draco, and he shook my hand for the second time that day.
!@!
Chapter 6: Transfiguration
~*~My POV~*~
I ran through the near-empty halls, trying to make it to Transfiguration on time. I finally found the classroom, and not a moment too soon. Professor McGonagall was just letting the students into the classroom. I found Harry, Ron, and Hermione in the line of students and got their attention.
"Where were you?" asked Hermione.
"Yeah, one minute you were there, and then we turned around and you were gone!" said Ron.
"You aren't using a time turner, are you?" asked Harry, looking at my robes suspiciously.
"No, Harry. I'll explain after class." By now, everyone was seated. Hermione and I were in a desk at the front row, and Harry and Ron were seated behind us. Professor McGonagall got everyone's attention by tapping her wand on her desk. Everyone quieted immediately.
"Thank you for cooperating. Now, today, we will be learning how to transfigure snakes into walking sticks. The spell works like such . . ." The lesson went on without much trouble. To no one's surprise, Hermione was one of the only students to transfigure her snake.
ONE OF the only students.
The other two people to successfully transfigure their snake were Draco Malfoy and me.
!@!
While Harry, Ron, Hermione, and I were on our way to the great Hall for lunch, and after Hermione had finished praising me on my astonishing work with Transfiguration, I explained what had happened after Potions.
"I guess I better say this first: In Potions, Malfoy and I called a truce. I said that it only had to be for Potions, since we can't work together if we're hurling insults at each other, and he agreed. So then after potions, Malfoy pulled me away from you three and said that we should have a truce no matter what class we're in, because he had no reason to insult me!"
"He's got no reason to insult us, either!" said Harry.
"To him he does, Harry. He insults Hermione because she's muggleborn, he insults Ron because his family doesn't have as much money as his, and he insults YOU, Harry, because you're better than him at everything. He's jealous of you Harry! You're famous, he's not. You have a better broom than him. And most importantly, you have good friends, he doesn't.
"What do you call all the Slytherins, then?" asked Ron.
"You call them friends? They just want to be on his will so they can get his money!" I retorted. Ron looked rather taken aback.
"Did he tell you all this?" asked Hermione curiously.
"No, I'm just stating the obvious. Now, continuing on with what happened after Potions."
"You refused the deal, right?" said Harry.
"No interruptions, please." By now, we had reached the Great Hall and were seated. "Yes, I refused the deal. I said that I could only accept it if he was nice to you three as well."
"So I guess he just walked off then, right?" said Ron.
"No, I began to walk off to find you guys, but he pulled me back again and said that he thought he could be nice to you three, as long as he doesn't have to call you by your first names."
"He must have some kind of trick up his sleeve, if he's willing to be nice to us!" said Hermione.
"I thought so at first, too, but someone's eyes show all their emotion, and his eyes were full of truth. So, I accepted, on the condition that he was nice to you guys as well. So I expect YOU will be nice to HIM," I finished.
"ARE YOU MAD?!" shouted Ron, attracting the attention of half the Great Hall, including a certain blonde-haired Slytherin, who immediately knew what they were talking about, and chose to ignore them.
"No, Ron, I am not, or I would not have been accepted into this school," I said, calm as a kitten.
"Ron, just calm down, this isn't really major. It might make the world a better place, you never know," Said Hermione. It seemed Harry was choosing to stay out of the situation.
"Alright, alright," said Ron, at a normal volume, although it seemed like he was still angry.
!@!
The rest of the day passed without any more trouble, and soon we were all seated in the common room.
"Does anyone know when the first Hogsmeade trip is?" asked Harry.
"Yes, it's next weekend, they're starting early this year, why?" said Hermione, picking up a book.
"Just curious," was Harry's reply. It was then that I realized that I couldn't go into Hogsmeade without a signed permission form, which I didn't have.
"Um, Hermione?" I said, with a sideways glance at her.
"Yes?" said Hermione, looking up from her book.
"Uh, I can't go to Hogsmeade without a permission form, can I?"
"Oh you don't have one, do you? No you can't go without one. Maybe McGonagall could give you one for you to send home. You should ask her in Transfiguration tomorrow."
"Yeah, I guess so, but I don't think my mum and dad will sign it. They didn't want me to come here to begin with, so I don't think they'll take the idea of me going to a 'strange' wizard's town too lightly. And I'm NOT sneaking in, Harry," I said. His mouth had been open, ready to suggest that very thing. He closed it quickly.
"There's got to be SOME way to get you in!" said Ron.
"How did you get your permission form signed, Harry? I thought your aunt and uncle despised you," I asked.
"My godfather signed it," said Harry tartly, not looking at me but at the wall. I realized I hit a touchy subject, with Sirius being dead and all, so I decided to drop it. I looked at the grandfather clock and saw that it was 11:00 PM. I decided to go to bed. There was nothing to talk about anyway.
"I'm going to bed you guys, 'night." I said, as I got out of my chair. Three calls of "'night!" followed as I walked to the stone staircase.
!@!
The next two weeks passed without event, I still didn't have a way to get to Hogsmeade, and the trip was today. I had made up my mind that I wouldn't sneak in, I had tried to get my parents to sign the form, and that was an immediate "no", so I was stuck inside the castle on the first Hogsmeade trip. Just great. I said goodbye to Harry, Ron, and Hermione in the entrance Hall and headed back to my common room. Professor McGonagall stopped me, however, before I got halfway there.
"Miss Calaway, why aren't you with all your friends, going to Hogsmeade?" she asked curiously.
I looked at my shoes as I answered, "My parents wouldn't sign my form."
"Oh, well that's not good! I think I can give you a pass to Hogsmeade, I see no reason for you not to go!" said Professor McGonagall with a rare smile. With that said she escorted me into her office, which we were right next to the entrance to. She filled out something on a piece of parchment and handed it to me.
"Now, give this to Mr. Filch before everyone leaves, and you have my permission to run in the halls to get there, but just this once!" said Professor McGonagall. I thanked her and ran out of the office and down to the entrance Hall. There were still about 20 people left, Harry, Ron, and Hermione among them.
"Harry! Hermione! Ron! I can go, I can go!!" I shouted from across the entrance Hall and ran up to them.
"Really?" said Hermione.
"Cassy, that's great!" said Harry.
"Yeah, now you can see Honeydukes!" added Ron.
"Ron, are you obsessed with that store?" asked Hermione.
"Yes, and Zonko's and Quality Quidditch Supplies, too!" he replied. Hermione just shook her head and gave her name to Mr. Filch, who checked her off the list. Harry gave his name as well, and then Ron, until I was the only person left.
"Umm, Professor McGonagall signed my form for me," I said, handing it to him. He held it up, checking for any sign of a forgery.
"Alright, you can go, but I'll be talking to McGonagall about this!" said Mr. Filch as I ran out the door to catch up with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. They were getting into a carriage, but keeping a lookout for me. I ran to the carriage and got in after Hermione. No sooner had I done this than the carriage started moving. I could hardly believe it: I was going to Hogsmeade after all!
AN: I think my chapters just get shorter and shorter, this isn't cool! Oh well, as long as you guys still review! How'd you like this chapter? Keep reading and reviewing! Next chapter: Hogsmeade. (Although I think that was pretty obvious . . .) Enough jibber jabber, REVIEW!!! PLEASE!!!!!!
SpicySugar