Disclaimer: I am not a rich woman. Therefore I am not J.K Rowling.
Authors Note: Here is chapter 4…
Chapter 4 - Williams and Hogsmeade"Weasley! Langley!" Came Snape's voice walking towards us, "back to your own table. Move!"
"But, Professor we are allowed to be at other tables. Really, sir, Ron should be the one leaving. He was going to harm me." Ginny said in an innocent voice.
"Understandable." McGonagall was joining the group now and the food had already appeared, the Hall was full and everyone's eyes on us.
"Severus, Miss Weasley and Miss Langley were simply enjoying fun with their peers…even if they are Gryffindor's. Mr. Weasley, however, will be going back to Gryffindor table. You know the rules, Weasley, off you go."
Ron, McGonagall and Snape left and I suddenly realised I was starving. I hurried down two plates of bacon and eggs and a tumbler of pumpkin juice.
"Gee's, Langley, you eat like a pig." Pansy said. I ignored her.
"She's clearly hungry, Parkinson." Ginny said and I made a mental note to pay her back. The bell went and I looked at my timetable. DADA and the teacher was someone Williams.
"Met the new DADA teacher yet?" I asked Blaise and he nodded.
"Professor Jaylee Williams. She knows my father. She's been over for dinner a few times." He replied and he winked at me. We (that is to say Ginny and I) got up and waved as the Slytherin sixth years went for the green houses and we walked upstairs.
"He winked at me." I said dreamily and Ginny snorted.
"Honestly, Nev, you sound like a young first year in love with a seventh year." She said as a couple of first year Ravenclaw's walked past us staring.
"So you're telling me you don't remember being young, huh? Remember the whole escapade with Harry and Lockhart and the song? What was the first line…something about fresh pickled toads?" She blushed and I felt I had proved my point as we sat down near the back of the classroom. Williams was bustling around in front of her desk.
"Now, please get out some parchment!" She called and a few people jumped. She had a strong, slightly manly voice yet I could hear a hint of sweet, humour and kindness.
"Hurry up! Don't sit there looking like farts." She chortled and I quickly grabbed my bag.
"Now, today I will be giving a quick test on what you should know already and from there you will be placed into groups of according to your dumbness. Here are the questions, start." She waved her wand and around 100 questions appeared on the board. OK. Number 1;give the description of a Cornish Pixie. Oh, god. What the hell are they? Come on, Nev. Lupin mentioned them once. I slid down in my seat and closed my eyes, trying to remember the words he had said around three years ago.
Flashback
"Of course, Cornish Pixie's have basically nothing to do with what we are learning next but we will have a quick look at them before we move on to Bowtruckles." He said and I quickly put my listening ears on.
"Cornish Pixies are cheeky little devils. They are born to accomplish one thing…to wreak havoc and chaos. I bit like Peeves you could say. They are a light blue colour and are about eight inches or so in height." He said and I looked at Dan who smiled. Her favourite colour was blue and she loved to wreak havoc.
End Flashback
I stopped remembering because thinking about Dan or Luke hurt too much. I scribbled the sentence and an hour later I was walking miserably to the dungeons with Ginny and remembered that this time yesterday I was a happy-chappie, chatting away to Dan and Luke.
"This is so horrible." Ginny said as we took our usual seats while Dan and Luke sat right at the front, next to Amanda and Dom. I heard them talking about me in a hushed sort of whisper.
"…I never liked her much anyway. I always knew she was a slut." Amanda said as Anna came and sat next to me.
"Hi, Nev. Wha—oh." She said as I told her to listen to the conversation.
"Well. I don't think she's a slut but I might change my opinion if she is going with Slytherin's." Dom said and I cursed him silently.
"Do you think we should say sorry? You know, for saying we will go with Slytherin's and say we are calling it off?" Ginny asked me as Snape entered and with a wave of his wand the instructions were on the board for a Sleeping Draught.
"Nah, we've already said yes. No point calling it off." I said and Ginny nodded.
"So, why are you still talking to us?" I asked Anna and she shrugged.
"I guess it's because it's your choice what you do, I mean, I cant control your life or anything, so, it's your choice," She said and I nodded. That was a fair comment, " Just as long as you don't drag me along for the ride."
We laughed and the four up front glared at us. I stopped immediately.
"What? So, is against Gryff rules to go sit with Slytherin's and make a joke?" Ginny said coolly and I sniggered behind my Shrivelfigs.
"No, we are allowed to turn our heads aren't we? Or do the Slytherin's not allow that? Under their rules yet? Or just their pants?" Dan said coldly and I knew she had gone too far. I lurched forward, knocking my cauldron (which Snape said deserved an 'O') over and I tried my best to hurt Dan as much as I could but this wasn't an easy thing to do because Ginny and Anna had a hold of my robes. Next second there's a tearing noise and my robes have split.
"Langley!" Snape called and I looked up (now supporting a cut on my arm from my knife).
"Detention! And you better go to the Hospital Wing. That cut looks nasty." He added I looked down at my wound (now a horrible browney-blue, next an orange-purple colour). I walked out, still steaming about what Dan had said. And then I remembered, my robes. I looked down. Ohhh, great. I need some more money for robes now. I ran to the Hospital Wing and Madam Pomfrey looked particularly angry about it.
"What class? No, let me guess, Potions?" She asked and I nodded.
"What were you cutting last?" She asked again and I racked my brains for the (most probably) slimy thing I was cutting last.
"Shrivelfigs." Madam Pomfrey gave a huge gasp and then a sigh.
"One of the worst things to get a cut from. You'll have to stay…let me see—four nights." She said and I groaned. What was Ginny going to do? All on her own and no one to laugh at her funny jokes. But then she did have Anna.
"Now, I will put the curtains around while you get changed." She said and she flicked her wand. Once I was dressed I asked her something.
"Madam Pomfrey, do you mind if I call Ginny in? Only…she was having a bit of trouble with—with some fr—people."
"Hmmm, I'll overlook it with—who do you have next?"
"Professor Sprout."
"Well, have some rest and I will send someone down. Ah, here comes just the person! Derek would you run down to Greenhouse 2 and ask Professor Sprout if we could borrow Ginny?" She asked her hazel eyes twinkling.
"Sure." He said and he was gone. I lay down and tried to get to sleep but the same thought kept interrupting my mind. Had I made a mistake? Why didn't I just tell Draco it's off and make it up with just about all of the Gryffindor's? Too hard. And anyway, they wouldn't make it up with me. They think I'm a 'slut'. Talking about me… No, I will show them that I'm Neveah Langley and whatever I say I'm going to do I will do. And with that I fell into a deep sleep.
After four days in the Hospital Wing, my arm was completely cured and there was only a slight trace of a scar. The next few weeks at Hogwarts were boring (seeing as I only had Ginny, Anna and the teachers to talk to). Only when the next Hogsmeade sign came up was when did it get interesting. I looked at Ginny while we made our way to the Entrance Hall on October 31st.
"Don't worry, Nev, it'll be fine." And to my amazement it was. Draco, Ginny, Blaise and I first went to Honeydukes then to Zonko's and onto the Three Broomsticks.
"Well, that went OK." I said exhaustedly. But I knew all too well that I had spoken too soon because at that moment Potter, Harry, Hermione, Dan and Luke walked in.
"Don't worry." Ginny said as she sipped her Butterbeer.
"Well, it's a bit hard to with them sitting right next to us." Blaise said and I knew that Ron had heard him as he gave a glare. Since the 'near fight' in Potions, neither Dan nor Luke had asked how my arm. It was obvious they still cared about it because in the Three Broomsticks they kept glancing at me, then my arm, Draco and then they turned back to their conversation.
"Let's leave. We don't need these lousy people glaring at us." Draco said and I agreed with him so we left for Honeydukes again.
"I want to get some Pepper Imps—ooh I need to go back and get some Butterbeer. Be back in a second." I said and just as I was touching the door handle (we had just walked in), Blaise grabbed me.
"I'll come too, Draco." And we were out in the swarm of Hogwarts (and others) people. In the Three Broomsticks, the five Gryff''s were still there.
"Hello, dear, what can I get you?" Madam Rosmerta asked in a kind voice.
"Hmmm, 4 Butterbeers thanks." I said and Blaise made to stop me but I had enough.
"Here you go, love." She handed me the 4 bottles and I headed back outside. We walked in to find Ginny and Draco kissing (or more locked at the lips).
"Draco!" Blaise said in a 'that-is-so-cool' sort of tone.
"Ginny!" I said in disbelief. They broke apart. Ginny gasped and Draco blushed red and his face clashed horribly with his hair.
"Umm, don't you need some new robes?" Ginny asked randomly and she sped out of the shop with me on her tail.
"Ginny, what was that about?" I asked and she too went red.
"I don't know! We were talking about Pepper Imps and Butterbeer when I just leaned in and kissed him," She said and I could see tears in her eyes," it was so stupid and I shouldn't have done it!"
Authors Note: That was chapter 4 and I hope you liked it.