Sorry
if the insults offended anyone, but It is the nature of most ignorant
teenage guys. No that they are ignorant. I personally don't have
anything against Homosexuals. I say, Love is love, Who cares who it's
for? The world needs more of it anyway.
Read and Review
people...I need
commentary!
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After Dinner Harry led the new Liondragon
first years up a ladder and through a trap door to the 'attic' of the
school, sort of. It was in the highest, southern tower. He had them
place each of their hands on a large brick that jutted out from the
wall. It was the type of things that one wouldn't really notice
unless it was pointed out. They each received a small zap, because
their hand print wasn't recognized. Harry quickly recited the charm
known only to the prefects and programmed their names into the
brick.
After everyone was done, Harry tapped the rock twice
with his palm and the wall slide soundlessly open before him. A wave
a heat from the roaring fire washed over Harry, making him realise
just how tired he was. Sean, doing Harry a favour set the new kids up
in the dorm for the first year boys, then the girls.
Mercy
waved goodbye, then followed Kate, Sean's sister, younger by a year
into the girls dorm. Kate was un officially part of the Marauders.
Sean's mum would kill him if he knew that Sean got Kate into any
trouble at all, so Kate hung with them and pulled pranks with them,
but never actually was named part of their group. She wasn't an
Animagus either.
Harry flopped onto his four poster bed and
drew the curtains wide, so he could see everyone. He propped himself
up on his pillows at Jake shut the door. Everyone crawled into their
beds, no one said it, but everyone was glad to be home, and happy to
be in the sixth year of their schooling.
"Damn these beds
are comfortable."
"Comfortable for a little
something special." Sean said, thrusting his hips in the air
from his position, lying on his back on his bed, he spanked his own
rear.
"Not that you'd know, eh? Buddy?" Leon asked,
peering at Sean, the successful smile of someone's who just one a
point in the bout of quips plastered on his lips.
"Oh But
I Would. And not with Men." Sean shot back, licking a finger and
pressing against his chest "Tssssss" He said, sticking his
tongue out the side of his mouth.
"That would hurt!"
Harry muttered, shaking his head, grinning and crawling under his
blankets.
"I'm going to kill you." Leon said,
calmly, three seconds exactly before launching himself onto Sean's
bed.
"Your Gay!" Sean screamed, laughing, as he
wrestled his miniature, but ripped friend off of his bed. Both teen
were rolling on the floor in plaid boxers, coincidentally identical
ones, throwing punches from ever angle, which were mostly awkward due
to beds and trunks and what not.
"Aww look! They bought
their undergarments together!" Harry said, his voice lisped,
happy to have some quip to add to the battle.
Sean and Leon
both froze, blinking at Harry. They turned to look at each other as
if in slow motion, then back at Harry. With one ferocious yell, they
both launched themselves at him. He didn't stand a chance. He was
ripped from his bed and pinned to the floor. Grunting from several
well distributed punches Harry recovered and retaliated. He kicked up
with his knees and caught Leon between the legs.
Leon let out
a squeal and double over clutching his groin. "How could you?"
He squeaked as Harry and Sean burst out laughing and pointing.
"It's
not as if that could have hurt much." Jake pointed out,
comfortably seated in his bed, the only one not stripped of his
dignity. "You need balls to be sacked." He reminded Leon,
nodding wisely, and triumphantly chewing his lip, glad to have his
bite.
Leon's face went bright red, and he started fuming.
Honestly, Harry though he must be burning from the inside out.
"Yeah.well.You screw your mom." He said as a desperate
attempt, to redeem himself from the painful insult of before. He
stood up and limped exaggeratedly over to his bed.
"Oooh
Burn." Sean said Sarcastically as he detangled himself from
Harry and clambered back into his bed, and tucked himself in
comfortably.
Leon shot Sean a look that would kill. Jake
caught the ending of the glare and nearly crippled himself laughing,
still in his toastie warm bed. Harry's chest hurt from laughing, and
fighting off his two friends. Damn they were strong.
As Harry
drifted off to sleep he remembered the New Girl. He would make a
point of running into her tomorrow. Maybe she'd be
cool.
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Hermione packed her stuff into the supplied
trunk and pressed it down, trying to keep her robes from creasing.
She glanced up as two of the girls who shared her room entered. The
short blonde one fell onto her bed and nestled under the covers
without changing from her black school robes. The other girl caught
Hermione's attention. She was medium build, she had Short, spiky
flaming red hair, which reminded Hermione painfully of her long
distance friend Ginny Weasley, and blue eyes. Her face had no
freckles, but they wouldn't have looked out of place if they had. The
most eye catching thing about the girl was her body. She was exactly
what every man in the world wanted in his bed tonight. Hermione could
tell from her posture that she slouched to hide it, but the girl was
well endowed. A pang of envy washed over Hermione, but ebbed as the
girl smiled at her. Hermione was so jealous of anyone who was better
endowed than she.
Her own breasts remained relatively small,
and her eyes were a dull brown. She detested her hair, but had
learned a few charms to help tame the locks. So instead of yield
shaped frizz, she had relatively calm extremely bouncy curls. She
wasn't skinny, nor fat. She didn't have hips, but she did have long
legs. No one bothered to look at them because she was too smart to
have a nice body. Apparently.
Tucking herself into her bed,
red flannel pyjamas making her feel plenty more comfortable, Hermione
nestled into the pillows as the lights were flicked off.
"So.
Ladies." A voice drifted through the dark. She heard a few
giggles.
"Hey, Who's the new girl?" Another voice
asked.
"Hermione Granger." Hermione supplied,
sitting up.
"Oh. I'm Kate." She said.
Hermione
couldn't see her in the dark. "The one with red hair, or blond
hair?" She asked. Trying to remember the other girls hair
colours.
"Red." Kate said. "Oooh." She
said suddenly. "You cat?" She called, as the sound of
purring picked up.
"Yep, Crookshanks." Hermione said
proudly. These girls weren't so bad. Not nearly as bad as Parvati and
Lavender, who were both intolerably uppity.
"Hello?!
Forgotten about me have we? I'm the blond." Mercy said sounding
falsely angry. She emphasized 'The Blond.' Sounding offended. Kate
laughed at her.
"It's not as if it's hard to do."
She claimed, " You just not that important."
"Ha.
Ha." Mercy replied, climbing out of her bed. She creeped across
the floor and tucked herself into the foot of Hermione's bed. "Better
for Chatting." She explained, as Kate joined them beneath
Hermione's blankets.
"Jesus!" Mercy Shriek. "Kate?
What? Have you been in a freezer for three weeks or something??? Your
feet are like the cold clammy monkey feet of DEATH!!!"
Hermione
laughed out right as Kate curled up around her toes. "Leemeelone."
She mumbled, caressing her feet, giggling.
"So. Kate, did
anything happen 'tween you and Harry over the summer?" Mercy
poked, ignoring Kate's previous comment. "I heard he stayed with
you and Sean for two weeks." She rocked back and forth, crossing
her legs. "Do you even still fancy him?" She
asked.
Hermione couldn't tell through the dark, but she got
the distinct feeling that Kate did indeed still fancy Harry, and that
she was blushing at the mo.
"Naw.Nothing Happened. Harry
told me that Sean warned him that if he ever touched me, Sean would
kill him."
Mercy pointed at Kate, and laughed
obnoxiously. "I told you he was out of your league."
There
was a sudden silence and they both turned to Hermione.
"Umm.Yes?"
She asked, shuffling about beneath the blanket to find a comfortable
position.
"Do you fancy anyone back home?" Kate
asked, obviously glad to have the topic of conversation off of
her.
"Actually I did fancy a certain someone, but things
fell through. Anyway. I'm going to stay here until Harry Potter gets
this Occlumency thing down pat." Hermione excused the tender
moment in her life with a flip of the hand.
".Does Mr.
Not-So-Wonderful have a name?" Mercy asked, knocking Hermione's
shoulders with her own, in what she no doubt thought was a convincing
nudge.
"Seamus. Seamus Finnigan." Hermione said un
emotionally. "But. well.He's dead."
"HAHAHAHAHAH
so that's what becomes of the guys you don't like???" Mercy said
unfeelingly.
"Aww, Shut Up Merse!" Kate said,
looking at Hermione tentively.
Slowly they drifted off, one by
one in Hermione's bed as the silence grew bigger. Hermione felt a
tear drop down her cheek. She missed Seamus. It was all her fault.
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