They had searched high and low foir Harry but he
seemed to have dissapeared. They looked high and low.
About 10 minutes later, there was a a loud yell
comming from the girl dormitory stair case. They ran
over and looked. A girl, about their age came tumbling
down and landed spralled at the bottom. Her dark
maroon hair was messy and in her face. She tapped her
head with her wand and it was flawless once more. With
that notion, they could now see her eyes which were
dazzling in themselves. Her dark blue eyes seemed to
be engulfed in a grey fog while a purple haze occupied
the middle. She was quite a pale gal and very petiete
at that. At her side was a small kitten. She was grey
with white stripes and adoring blue eyes. The girl
stood up, petting her kitten tenderly. Then she looked
back up th stairs
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING SLEEPING ON THE STAIRS,
POTTER?!" She yelled
"Just so you wont do that again...RICTESEMPRA!!" With
that Harry tried to dodge the spell.
"STOP MOVING DAMN IT! PETRIFITICUS TOTALUS!" Harry lay
dead solid. The girl went up to where he was and
kicked him down the stairs. CLUNCK CLUNCK! Harry
bounced down the staircase.
Ron and Hermione watch Harry cascade down the stone
steps which were carpeted with scarlet rugging. When
he reached the bottom, Ron wispered to Hermione
"I think we've found Harry." Hermione giggled.
"I think we have!" They both began laughing. After
their second laughing tantrum, Hermione said the
counter-curse and Harry stood up and confronted this -
this- wild girl.
"Do you want to know why I was sleeping on the stairs,
Angela?" Harry spat
So THIS is Angela...
Ron and Hermione thought. They watched Angela reply.
"No- actually I wanted to know if you would date my
cat...OF COURSE I WANT TO KNOW WHY YOU WERE SLEEPING
ON THE BLOODY STAIRS!" She held her kitten closer to
her chest.
"Well, if you must know, these two," He pointed at Ron
and Hermione. "Were getting it on up in the boys dorm.
MY dorm. MY -"
"ITS MY DORM TO YA KNOW!" Ron cut in. While the two
best friends fought about ownership of the dorm,
Angela and Hermione snuck up the GD (girls dormitory )
staircase with out the boys relising a thing.
The two girls went up to their dorm. Angela and
Hermione starred at eachother then burst out in fits
of giggles.
"How dense can they get!" Angela said with a drop of
pity.
"Speak for yourself! The red head is my boyfriend!!"
Hermione told her.
"Well," Angela continued "Harry and I have never
really gotten along. Were not exactly on the greatest
terms." She shrugged and sat on the bed. Hemrione sat
next to her.
"Why?" Hermione wanted to know more before she told
her about her "popularity".
"Hmm." Angela bit her lip "It's one of those things
thats just always been there." She smiled at her
kitten who had been tring to eat her long hair. "This
is Sassy, by the way." Angela pointed out.
"AWWW!" Hermione stroked the kittens fur. "I love
cats!!"
"So do I!" She seemed to want to get off the subject,
but Hermione had been there and done that. She just
went straight to the point.
"Angela-"
"Oh, please, call me Angie!" She pleaded
"Yes, Angie, did you ever consider the fact that maybe
the reason you and Harry don't get along is because,
well," Hermione chuckled, remembering what Ginny had
said. " that fate is your destiny?"
Hermione smirked. Angie blushed and look down.
"Are you saying that you think I fancy Harry?" Angie
said, appearing offended Hermione shrugged
"Well...Yes." She said
"Guess what?" Angie tossed
"What?" Hermione said with anticipation. Angie
laughed.
"You thought right." She blushed so red she could
almost blend in with the carpet. Hermione gapped and
hit Angie with a pillow.
"OW!" Angie splurted
"HARRY FANCIER! HARRY FANCIER!" Hermione stood up,
singing her new found song with a little jig to go
along.
"SHUT UP!! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!' Angie stood and
ron to Hermione, covering her mouth.
"HARRY FANCIER! HARRY FANCIER! HARRY FANCI- MMM!"
Hermione struggled. The girls fell to the ground and
laughed, until, that is, they heard a noise. And not
just and noise. The noise of two 16 year old boys.
Hermione looked at Angie she knew they were both
thinking the same thing.
Oh sh!t.
Angie, being the quick thinker that she was voiced to
Hermione a plan, quietly of course.
"Pretend to be sleeping!" Angie muttered quickly
"Sleeping? Why...Sleeping?" Hermione was utterly
confused. She had a look on her face as though she
thought Angie was insane. Angie rolled he eyes and
glanced the door daringly.
"Just do it!" She wispered frantically. Hermione
obeyed. She wasn't the kind of person who was
tipically bossed around but right now was not the time
to argue otherwise. Then, the doorknob turned and
Hermione and Angie were fast asleep. Literally.