Shout outs at the end.
Disclaimer: Everything I say in the next sentence is a lie. I own it all!
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I was walking down a beautiful beach, the sun just over the horizon. The water echoed in the background, and I was laughing. The wet sand was cold as it squished through my toes. I wasn't alone. There was someone walking with me, making me laugh. I looked over to see who it was, and-
And I heard a huge thump in the room. I sat up, silently cursing whatever interrupted my dream. I opened the hangings around my bed to see Katie, sitting on the ground.
"Katie? What the hell?" I said, leaning over my bed. Angelina was also looking at Katie, wondering what had happened.
"Sorry guys," Katie shrugged. "I tripped. Lich, you shouldn't leave your jackets lying in the floor. Someone could, well, trip. I couldn't see where I was going. Go back to sleep."
"No way Katie," Angelina shook her head in the darkness. "There will be no sleep in this room until you tell us why you're getting back at-" she looked at her watch, trying to make out the numbers in the dark. "12:03 in the morning?"
Katie stumbled up from the wood floor; untangling herself from my fleece jacket she had given me for Christmas a few years ago. She set it at the end of my bed as she opened the curtains all the way.
"Well...?" Angelina asked impatiently.
"Well..." Katie replied, sitting at the foot of my bed. "I was just walking around. That's all. Nothing to fuss about." She acted as though it were an everyday thing that she was creeping around the halls until midnight with the guy who held Hogwarts' largest fan club.
"Yeah, with Roger Davies," I added. I sat up more, rubbing sleep out of my eyes.
"You're not stupid Katie," Angelina added. "You know we want the gossip. Now what happened?"
Katie got up and walked over to her own bed. "So what if I was with Roger." She responded. "We walked around the corridors. That's it. I don't like him and you guys know it."
"You lead him on every year Katie," I said, knowing it was true.
"Licia's right Katie," Angelina agreed. "For the past three or four years, that poor boy has been in love with you and every year you break his heart. Don't deny it either."
Katie had him wrapped around her finger. Anything Katie wanted, she got it from Roger. If she asked him to do something, he'd have it done in a heartbeat. He was like her slave. She had him whipped.
Katie smiled and rolled her eyes. "Let me off with it okay? I'll try not to treat Roger let Roger think I like him anymore. And believe me, we were just walking around, talking about Quidditch."
"I swear Katie, if you're lying to us, I'll beat the hell out of you," I threatened, although I'd never hurt Katie, and she knew it.
"You guys are my best friends," she yawned. "I wouldn't lie to you girls. We just walked around. That's it. I promise." Her yawn was contagious, and pretty soon, we were all yawning.
Angelina and I let it go. We all got back in bed, and as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out.
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"You guys are never going to believe the dream I had last night," Lee said as the six of us sat down for breakfast. MY DREAM! I had completely forgot about it. As Lee told everyone his dream, I only heard bits and pieces of it. I was too busy remembering my own.
I was happy in the dream. There was something about the way the person was making me laugh, that was really great. And the person? Who was it? I had woke up before I could see their face.
"Weird, huh Lich?" Lee asked me, snapping me out of my trance.
"Yeah," I replied, not knowing what I was agreeing to. "Weird." I began to absent-mindedly fiddle with the toast that had appeared on my bronze plate. Today, we all had Care of Magical Creatures class first.
After breakfast, we all hurried back up to the common room to get our books for class. We were about half way out to the grounds where class would be held, when we had to wait for Fred to run back to the common room. He'd forgotten his wand. Once we were finally walking out the doors of the castle, we all waited again when Katie realized she had grabbed her Divination book instead of her Care of Magical Creatures book. Can you say unorganized?
After everyone was in line and had their things we managed to make it out to the grounds a minute or two late.
"Nice of you six to join us," Professor Grubbly Plank had said as we sat down on the grass. I rolled my eyes when I saw that we had this class with the Slytherins. Perfect. Just what we needed; Adrian Pucey and Ryan Montague's smart remarks and Quidditch threats for the rest of the year. It seemed though that the houses were divided, Gryffindor on one side, Slytherin on the other. We took a seat behind some Gryffindor sixth years.
"As I was saying," Professor Grubbly Plank continued. She stood next to a box about three feet tall, ten feet long, which was covered by a huge purple sheet. "I'm about to unveil some hideous creatures that are so nasty, they'll make your hair curl, especially some of you ladies." And with that, she pulled off the cloth, revealing a glass tank filled with today's lesson.
We all shrieked when we saw what was in the tank. There were about three or four nasty looking snakes. They had huge heads. Katie practically leaped into Fred's lap when one of the green ones poked its head out of the uncovered top and let out a huge hiss. Professor Grubbly Plank was right. They were gross looking. Scary as hell.
"These are boomslangs," she informed us, using a forked stick to poke the green serpent back into the tank. "The green ones are the males, and the brown ones are the females."
"That's why that green one wanted out," George whispered to me. "He wants you Lich." I didn't even look at him, but just gave him a sharp jab in the ribs with my elbow.
"Shut it George," I said to him, obviously louder than a whisper, because Professor Grubbly Plank shot me a look.
"They come from Africa," the teacher continued. "They're color helps them to camouflage into their surroundings, which varies from the grasslands to the jungles, depending the time of year. They're extremely poisonous. Their venom is toxic."
"Maybe I'll put one in your bed Lich," George bothered yet again. "They we won't have to hear you complaining at Quidditch practice." I rolled my eyes and slapped him across the back of the head.
"I said SHUT IT George!" I replied to him.
"Miss Spinnet, is there a problem?" the teacher asked, annoyed. "Because if there is, I'm sure Professor McGonagall wouldn't mind me sending you and Mr. Weasley up to see her for a little visit."
"No ma'am," I replied, my face red with embarrassment. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Montague laughing, along with the rest of the Slytherin side. Stupid gits... Professor Grubbly Plank continued the lesson.
"As toxic as their venom is, it's one of the main ingredients used in the Polyjuice potion, which you should have learned about last year. If anyone is not familiar with it, please let me know now."
The rest of the class, we learned how to feed and handle the boomslangs. Lee even had the courage to help Professor Grubbly Plank de-fang one of the females. Katie was completely grossed out by them, and wouldn't even help the rest of us feed them the bowtruckles, which they ate whole.
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The rest of the week went by smoothly, as long as you don't count the incident which I threw my knight while Fred and I were playing chess, and threw it at George's head. Or when he pushed me off of the bench at dinner. Or when I 'accidentally' spilled the freezing cold Truth Potion in his lap in Potions. Okay... so maybe it didn't exactly go by smoothly, but it went by quick.
Friday night, we had decided to celebrate surviving our first week of seventh year by taking our brooms out to the Pitch the next morning. Saturday morning, I woke up to Katie jumping up and down on my bed, the sun shining bright from the window. Too bright.
"Wakey wakey! Eggs and bacey!" she giggled as I just about pushed her off.
"Katie," Angelina groaned as she stepped out of her bed. "You're too hyper. Calm down once and a while."
Once we were all ready, we made our way down to the Great Hall for breakfast, taking our brooms with us. I sat beside Lee and Angelina. I had just finished my French toast when the morning post came, owls flying everywhere. I was shocked when a huge, brown barn owl came swooping just over our heads and left a white envelope in my lap. It was probably just a letter from my mother, making sure I was keeping warm, brushing my teeth, all that motherly stuff that they don't really care about, but feel obligated to pressure you about anyway because it's the 'motherly thing to do'.
"Who would send you mail?" George asked, looking at me like I was some nasty boomslang.
"Shove it Weasley," I replied, shooting him a dirty glare, kicking him in the shin from under the table.
"You two shut up," Lee rolled his eyes. "Well Lich, are you gonna open it?"
"I'll open it outside," I answered. I tucked the letter safely into my back pocket. "I want to go ahead and get out on to the Pitch before it gets too hot." Everyone agreed and we made out of the castle, our brooms with us.
What I didn't realize then, was that that letter would be the thing that changed me for the rest of the year, and maybe the rest of my life.
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Okay guys! There was Chapter Five! Did ya like it? REVIEW! REVIEW! A lot is going to be reveiled in the next chapter. Trust me, it'll be a good one. You'll most likely find out completely why they hate each other. I promise, you'll love it! Lots of drama! Who doesn't love drama? All right, this story is obviously in their seventy year, and through the story, you might see that things might not line up with Order of the Phoenix, but that's why my name is Krista and now J.K. Rowling! Cheers!
+Jagged Epiphany- Who knows? Maybe they will change! You're not horrible! I promise! And I don't lie! Thanks for reading!
+Cassandra the Evil- Hell won't freeze over! Maybe he's just a silly young man who's got a few things he's confused about.
-----The info about the boomslangs, I made up some of it, but I found most of it at the following website- www.hp-lexicon.org.
Disclaimer: Everything I say in the next sentence is a lie. I own it all!
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I was walking down a beautiful beach, the sun just over the horizon. The water echoed in the background, and I was laughing. The wet sand was cold as it squished through my toes. I wasn't alone. There was someone walking with me, making me laugh. I looked over to see who it was, and-
And I heard a huge thump in the room. I sat up, silently cursing whatever interrupted my dream. I opened the hangings around my bed to see Katie, sitting on the ground.
"Katie? What the hell?" I said, leaning over my bed. Angelina was also looking at Katie, wondering what had happened.
"Sorry guys," Katie shrugged. "I tripped. Lich, you shouldn't leave your jackets lying in the floor. Someone could, well, trip. I couldn't see where I was going. Go back to sleep."
"No way Katie," Angelina shook her head in the darkness. "There will be no sleep in this room until you tell us why you're getting back at-" she looked at her watch, trying to make out the numbers in the dark. "12:03 in the morning?"
Katie stumbled up from the wood floor; untangling herself from my fleece jacket she had given me for Christmas a few years ago. She set it at the end of my bed as she opened the curtains all the way.
"Well...?" Angelina asked impatiently.
"Well..." Katie replied, sitting at the foot of my bed. "I was just walking around. That's all. Nothing to fuss about." She acted as though it were an everyday thing that she was creeping around the halls until midnight with the guy who held Hogwarts' largest fan club.
"Yeah, with Roger Davies," I added. I sat up more, rubbing sleep out of my eyes.
"You're not stupid Katie," Angelina added. "You know we want the gossip. Now what happened?"
Katie got up and walked over to her own bed. "So what if I was with Roger." She responded. "We walked around the corridors. That's it. I don't like him and you guys know it."
"You lead him on every year Katie," I said, knowing it was true.
"Licia's right Katie," Angelina agreed. "For the past three or four years, that poor boy has been in love with you and every year you break his heart. Don't deny it either."
Katie had him wrapped around her finger. Anything Katie wanted, she got it from Roger. If she asked him to do something, he'd have it done in a heartbeat. He was like her slave. She had him whipped.
Katie smiled and rolled her eyes. "Let me off with it okay? I'll try not to treat Roger let Roger think I like him anymore. And believe me, we were just walking around, talking about Quidditch."
"I swear Katie, if you're lying to us, I'll beat the hell out of you," I threatened, although I'd never hurt Katie, and she knew it.
"You guys are my best friends," she yawned. "I wouldn't lie to you girls. We just walked around. That's it. I promise." Her yawn was contagious, and pretty soon, we were all yawning.
Angelina and I let it go. We all got back in bed, and as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out.
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"You guys are never going to believe the dream I had last night," Lee said as the six of us sat down for breakfast. MY DREAM! I had completely forgot about it. As Lee told everyone his dream, I only heard bits and pieces of it. I was too busy remembering my own.
I was happy in the dream. There was something about the way the person was making me laugh, that was really great. And the person? Who was it? I had woke up before I could see their face.
"Weird, huh Lich?" Lee asked me, snapping me out of my trance.
"Yeah," I replied, not knowing what I was agreeing to. "Weird." I began to absent-mindedly fiddle with the toast that had appeared on my bronze plate. Today, we all had Care of Magical Creatures class first.
After breakfast, we all hurried back up to the common room to get our books for class. We were about half way out to the grounds where class would be held, when we had to wait for Fred to run back to the common room. He'd forgotten his wand. Once we were finally walking out the doors of the castle, we all waited again when Katie realized she had grabbed her Divination book instead of her Care of Magical Creatures book. Can you say unorganized?
After everyone was in line and had their things we managed to make it out to the grounds a minute or two late.
"Nice of you six to join us," Professor Grubbly Plank had said as we sat down on the grass. I rolled my eyes when I saw that we had this class with the Slytherins. Perfect. Just what we needed; Adrian Pucey and Ryan Montague's smart remarks and Quidditch threats for the rest of the year. It seemed though that the houses were divided, Gryffindor on one side, Slytherin on the other. We took a seat behind some Gryffindor sixth years.
"As I was saying," Professor Grubbly Plank continued. She stood next to a box about three feet tall, ten feet long, which was covered by a huge purple sheet. "I'm about to unveil some hideous creatures that are so nasty, they'll make your hair curl, especially some of you ladies." And with that, she pulled off the cloth, revealing a glass tank filled with today's lesson.
We all shrieked when we saw what was in the tank. There were about three or four nasty looking snakes. They had huge heads. Katie practically leaped into Fred's lap when one of the green ones poked its head out of the uncovered top and let out a huge hiss. Professor Grubbly Plank was right. They were gross looking. Scary as hell.
"These are boomslangs," she informed us, using a forked stick to poke the green serpent back into the tank. "The green ones are the males, and the brown ones are the females."
"That's why that green one wanted out," George whispered to me. "He wants you Lich." I didn't even look at him, but just gave him a sharp jab in the ribs with my elbow.
"Shut it George," I said to him, obviously louder than a whisper, because Professor Grubbly Plank shot me a look.
"They come from Africa," the teacher continued. "They're color helps them to camouflage into their surroundings, which varies from the grasslands to the jungles, depending the time of year. They're extremely poisonous. Their venom is toxic."
"Maybe I'll put one in your bed Lich," George bothered yet again. "They we won't have to hear you complaining at Quidditch practice." I rolled my eyes and slapped him across the back of the head.
"I said SHUT IT George!" I replied to him.
"Miss Spinnet, is there a problem?" the teacher asked, annoyed. "Because if there is, I'm sure Professor McGonagall wouldn't mind me sending you and Mr. Weasley up to see her for a little visit."
"No ma'am," I replied, my face red with embarrassment. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Montague laughing, along with the rest of the Slytherin side. Stupid gits... Professor Grubbly Plank continued the lesson.
"As toxic as their venom is, it's one of the main ingredients used in the Polyjuice potion, which you should have learned about last year. If anyone is not familiar with it, please let me know now."
The rest of the class, we learned how to feed and handle the boomslangs. Lee even had the courage to help Professor Grubbly Plank de-fang one of the females. Katie was completely grossed out by them, and wouldn't even help the rest of us feed them the bowtruckles, which they ate whole.
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The rest of the week went by smoothly, as long as you don't count the incident which I threw my knight while Fred and I were playing chess, and threw it at George's head. Or when he pushed me off of the bench at dinner. Or when I 'accidentally' spilled the freezing cold Truth Potion in his lap in Potions. Okay... so maybe it didn't exactly go by smoothly, but it went by quick.
Friday night, we had decided to celebrate surviving our first week of seventh year by taking our brooms out to the Pitch the next morning. Saturday morning, I woke up to Katie jumping up and down on my bed, the sun shining bright from the window. Too bright.
"Wakey wakey! Eggs and bacey!" she giggled as I just about pushed her off.
"Katie," Angelina groaned as she stepped out of her bed. "You're too hyper. Calm down once and a while."
Once we were all ready, we made our way down to the Great Hall for breakfast, taking our brooms with us. I sat beside Lee and Angelina. I had just finished my French toast when the morning post came, owls flying everywhere. I was shocked when a huge, brown barn owl came swooping just over our heads and left a white envelope in my lap. It was probably just a letter from my mother, making sure I was keeping warm, brushing my teeth, all that motherly stuff that they don't really care about, but feel obligated to pressure you about anyway because it's the 'motherly thing to do'.
"Who would send you mail?" George asked, looking at me like I was some nasty boomslang.
"Shove it Weasley," I replied, shooting him a dirty glare, kicking him in the shin from under the table.
"You two shut up," Lee rolled his eyes. "Well Lich, are you gonna open it?"
"I'll open it outside," I answered. I tucked the letter safely into my back pocket. "I want to go ahead and get out on to the Pitch before it gets too hot." Everyone agreed and we made out of the castle, our brooms with us.
What I didn't realize then, was that that letter would be the thing that changed me for the rest of the year, and maybe the rest of my life.
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Okay guys! There was Chapter Five! Did ya like it? REVIEW! REVIEW! A lot is going to be reveiled in the next chapter. Trust me, it'll be a good one. You'll most likely find out completely why they hate each other. I promise, you'll love it! Lots of drama! Who doesn't love drama? All right, this story is obviously in their seventy year, and through the story, you might see that things might not line up with Order of the Phoenix, but that's why my name is Krista and now J.K. Rowling! Cheers!
+Jagged Epiphany- Who knows? Maybe they will change! You're not horrible! I promise! And I don't lie! Thanks for reading!
+Cassandra the Evil- Hell won't freeze over! Maybe he's just a silly young man who's got a few things he's confused about.
-----The info about the boomslangs, I made up some of it, but I found most of it at the following website- www.hp-lexicon.org.