(A/N: Sorry for forgetting so many things..you gotta understand that I have short term memory..not really…but I tend to forget things..so you can't blame me..just ask my friends AHEM cryswes you know how I am…thanks for reminding me of all that stuff btw. I hope hollyq20 is right and that ppl are just too busy to review this fic..I'm kinda getting stuck right now…but I'll do my best…but plz review! Plus does anyone know how to change the format?)
CH. 5
Harry led the way down to the Gryffindor common room. There was a bunch of bustling Gryffindors in front of the Fat Lady. The first-years were talking excitedly among themselves. Apparently, they had missed the Sorting. Harry pushed their way through.
"Excuse us please! We're the Head Boy and Head Girl," Harry shouted over the noise. Immediately the Gryffindors quieted and made an aisle for them to walk through. Harry and Hermione walked to the top, in front of the Fat Lady.
" 'ello my dears," said the Fat Lady, "Head Boy and Head Girl now eh? Well, good for you." Harry grinned then turned around to face the Gryffindors.
"Hey guys…Sup?" The immature first years immediately all pointed to the ceiling, then burst out laughing like hyenas.
Harry scowled. Enough was enough. "QUIET!" shouted Hermione. They quieted down again.
"Thank you," Hermione turned to Harry, "Your turn."
"Hey guys, I'm Harry and I'm gonna be your Head Boy this year. I'm in Gryffindor." He nodded to Hermione.
"And I'm Hermione, the Head Girl. I'm also in Gryffindor."
"Does that mean you aren't gonna take points off from us?" piped up a little first year.
"If you're good, no. However, punishments may be handed out if you Gryffindors are bad..I would be thoroughly ashamed of you guys then," Harry answered.
"So, are you going to let us in or what?"
Harry laughed, his eyes twinkling (A/N: I know, I know, Harry's eyes doesn't twinkle but here do.). "Sure."
Then he turned to Hermione. "What do you think the password should be?"
Hermione thought for awhile. "How about…Ogsboggle?"
Harry raised an eyebrow. "OGSBOGGLE?" Hermione shrugged.
"All right fine." Harry faced the Fat Lady. "The password shall be ogsboggle for now."
The Fat Lady nodded and swung open to reveal the Gryffindor common room. Harry and Hermione nearly fell down as the Gryffindors came running in.
Harry clapped his hands for attention. "The password is Ogsboggle." Several people giggled. Harry continued on, ignoring the snickering. "The boy's dormitories are to the left. Follow me boys." He led them up the stairs to the dorm.
"Girls, your dorm is on our right." Hermione led them upstairs. A minute later, Harry and Hermione descended down the stairs.
"So…Hufflepuff next?" asked Harry.
"Sure."
An hour later, tired and exhausted, Harry and Hermione walked to the Great Hall together. They took a seat by Ron at the Gryffindor table.
"Hey Ron." Ron frowned.
"Gee Ron, you've been really weird these days. Are you sure you're ok?" asked Harry in a concerned voice.
"I'm okay. So how were the duties for Head Boy and Head Girl? Hard? Easy?"
Hermione sighed. "First-years are very very annoying…"
Harry nodded his consent. "I think they're getting worse these days. We weren't like that in our first-year were we?" He furrowed his eyebrows.
"Actually Harry, maybe we were," Hermione laughed. Ron narrowed his eyebrows as Harry joined in the laughter. 'Hmph! Dumb POTTER. Look at him, laughing as if he was her best friend…Oh wait, he is…Well if you ask me, he's acting a bit too chummy for my liking.' Ron snapped back into reality as Dumbledore cleared his throat loudly.
"Attention please. It is now time for dinner (A/N: just to make things clear, when they came for the Sorting, they didn't eat, just sorted.). This year, your Head Boy and Head Girl are Harry Potter and Hermione Granger as you probably already know."
Harry and Hermione stood up and nodded at the Hogwarts students.
"And a few more words and we'll start eating. Ogsboggle, fink, preposterous, and fiddlesticks!" Each house recognized their own password among the four words. Of course, each didn't know that the other houses had a password in his speech.
Food started appearing on the tables and the Great Hall was soon bustling with noise and laughter. Ron just stared at his plate. Harry and Hermione were eating heartily, Hermione had gotten over her S.P.E.W. last year, as she realized it was a bit ridiculous. They ignored that Ron wasn't eating. All of a sudden there was a great burst of laughter around Harry.
"Great joke Harry!" shouted a first-year across the table from him. Hermione clapped Ron's shoulder. "It is funny isn't it?" Ron nodded sullenly. Then Harry noticed that Ron, his best mate wasn't laughing along. He clapped his shoulder too.
"You okay mate?" Ron shrugged off both of their hands.
"Just leave me alone." He got up and walked out of the Great Hall. The previously giggling Gryffindor table quieted quickly and watched Ron walk away, his shoulders slumped.
"I guess he's not feeling well," commented Harry, and kept on eating. Little did he know that Ron was suffering from a little disease called love. Hermione frowned at him. "Harry Potter, your best friend is upset. Go talk to him." Harry ignored her and kept on eating.
"Harry," said Hermione in a dangerous voice.
"All right, all right I'm goin'. Sheesh! Keep your pants on." Harry got up from the table.
Hermione blushed. She knew it was just a figure of speech…but it was so…rash…She watched Harry walk away, wanting to follow him, but decided against it. She started eating again. Nah…she got up and scurried after Harry.
"Harry, wait for me!"
Harry who was not out of the Great Hall stopped and turned around.
"I'm coming with you." Harry grinned, happy for Hermione's company. Then the two of them walked out together.
