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A Ghostly Encounter Part 3
The first week of classes had been quite difficult for Lisa. Not only was she having to find her way to her classes on a limb, she had already made enemies, Gwendolyn Malfoy and her brother Victor Malfoy, both twins I might add.
On Friday afternoon, when classes had just let out, Lisa walked along a packed corridor with Harry Weasley at her side. "So you see, if Puddlemore trades Wood to Ireland, then the whole Puddlemore defense wouldn't exist."
"I see. Quidditch in the states were quite different from here-" But before she could finish, she was rudely interrupted by twins who belonged to Slytherin.
"Well, if it isn't Weasley and who are you?" A twin, Victor, said.
"The name's Lisa Chang," she said forcefully.
"Hm, another dopey Gryffindor Gwen," he said to his sister, who in return laughed.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry said, stepping in front of Lisa.
"I heard about your dad losing his job at the Ministry. Gawd Weasley, with the way your dad loves muggles, you couldn't tell that you were pureblood."
"Shut up Malfoy, you have no business talking about my father." Lisa looked around, a
circle had been created around the two 6th Years.
"Oh yeah? And what are you going to do about it? Hit me with a plunger? Might as well been a mud blood and still have your dignity." He started laughing, his fellow Slytherins joined in with him.
"Shut up Malfoy, I'm warning you."
"Oh look at me! I'm Harry Weasley and my mother's a mud blood and my dad's a git," Victor said, in a mocking tone. Just then, Harry's fist came in contact with Malfoy's. He fell on top of his sister who shrieked like a bird. The Gryffindors behind Harry started to laugh, except for Lisa.
"Harry don't, he's not worth it," Lisa said, softly into his ear.
"Gawd Weasley, you need your little girlfriend there to calm you down?" Malfoy just
wouldn't stop.
"For your information, I am not Harry's girlfriend!" She half yelled.
"What is all of this?" A voice came booming throughout the corridor as students parted their way to let Snape through. "Starting a fight Weasley? Tsk, tsk, tsk. Just like your father. Chang also?"
"Professor, it wasn't Harry's fault, it was Victor's," Lisa said.
"Talking back to a teacher? Twenty points from Gryffindor, each. And you will have detention tonight, both of you." Snape pointed to Harry and Lisa. "And you!" He said, pointing to Malfoy. "Go clean yourself off, you're getting blood everywhere." Then Snape left the scene.
"You'll pay for this Weasley," Malfoy said before leaving with his sister and Slytherin friends. The flow of students began to start up, but Harry stood in the middle of it.
"Harry, come on. Let's go back to the common room."
"I don't want to go to the common room," he said, as he started too walked out into the Entrance Hall and outside the Grand Doors. Lisa followed him outside where she pulled her robe tighter around her as the wind picked up.
"Harry, wait!" Lisa called out to him, she began to jog until she got to his side.
"Why would he say that in front of everyone?" Harry questioned himself.
"Because he's a jerk. Harry, why do you even listen to him?"
"Because! I can't just let him get away with calling my mother a m-m-"
"Mud blood?"
"Gawd, I mean, I love my mother to pieces, but no one respects you at all if you have a muggle-born parent."
"You know, I'm half muggle."
"You are?"
"Yeah, my mum's a witch and my dad's a muggle. I hated my life back in America. I was the only girl in my school to who had a muggle parent."
Hearing footsteps come, Lisa and Harry turned their heads and saw Andrew running towards them. "Bloody hell Harry, that was wicked!"
"It shouldn't have resulted in a fight, you know that Harry," Lisa scolded. "But I'll admit, it was bloody wicked," she laughed. Harry and Andrew joined with her as the three walked back to the common room.
Lisa and Harry W. walked side by side as they approached Snape's office door right after dinner ended. "Great, just great. Only a week in school, I've already managed to get detention for something I didn't do," she wined. Harry chuckled.
"Well get use to it. If you're going to be friends with me and Andrew, then detention's a given."
"Ha, ha, very funny," she said sarcastically, but not before rolling her eyes. They walked down the cold, dungeon corridor until they got to an ancient, wooden door. "Go ahead and knock, my knuckles are too frozen to knock."
"Fine," he said, rolling his eyes. He knocked once, and then twice, and on the third time, as he was about to knock the door opened and Harry stopped abruptly.
"One knock will do Mr. Weasley," Snape said impatiently. Lisa and Harry were about to step in, but Snape blocked their way. "You are to report to the Trophy Room, to clean and polish all the awards." Snape pointed down the corridor and shut the door with a loud thump.
"I can't believe this," Lisa complained again as they walked down the deserted corridor.
"Me and Andrew had gotten worst. One time, in our 3rd Year, we blew up this portable swarm from our uncles and the professors couldn't take it out for a week. We got a month's detention of cleaning duty in the kitchens. Oh and last year, we set off Dung bombs in all the classrooms and down the corridors at the same time. The whole place was filled with smoke. We couldn't go to Hogsmeade for the remainder of the year, but it was totally worth it."
"What's Hogsmeade?"
"Hogsmeade is the wickedest place ever! There's Honeydukes, the best place to get candies. And Zonko's Joke Shop oh and The Three Broomsticks who have the best butterbeer around. And there's the Shrieking Shack, they say that it's haunted."
"Wow sounds great," she said, in awe. When they got to the Trophy Room, there were already buckets and rags waiting for them. Lisa sighed in defeat as she knelt down and took the first trophy she saw. Harry followed suit.
She polished the first roughly. "Slow down," said a voice behind her. She jumped and shirked.
"What's wrong?" Harry W. asked.
"Nothing, nothing's wrong," Lisa said, trying to breathe properly.
"Sorry," Harry P. said. "It's just that's my award and you were polishing it a bit roughly." Lisa looked down at the name. Harry Potter, Winner of the Tri-Wizard Tournament.
"Wow," Lisa said softly.
"Excuse me?" Harry W. asked.
"Oh nothing," Lisa said.
"Hey, I'm going to get more soap from a loo. I'll be right back," Harry W. said as he got
up. Lisa nodded. He turned and left to find the nearest bathroom.
"What are you doing here?" Lisa asked as she put down the trophy in its place.
"I like coming here, there's not that many people."
"Oh," she said as she picked up another trophy.
"You know, more that I think about it, Harry and Andrew were just like me and Ron back in my days. And you remind me of a girl I once knew."
"Cho, right?"
"No, Hermione. Harry's mum. You're just like her-"
"Have you ever considered leaving people to do their detention?" Lisa asked rudely as she scrubbed the trophy.
"Sorry, it's just that I haven't talked to anyone in seventeen years."
"Oh well sorry. I mean, you must get really lonely, being that you're a ghost no one can see."
"Except you."
"Except me." Lisa laughed and Harry joined in.
"What's with the laughter?" Harry Weasley had come back from the bathroom with a bar of soap. Lisa and Harry Potter instantly shut their mouths.
"It's nothing, I just saw something funny, that's all," Lisa replied, scrubbing away. Harry Potter leaned against the glass case, watching Harry Weasley intently.
"Well I'm off Lisa, night," Harry Potter said and then dematerialized.
After four long hours of polishing and washing, it was midnight and Lisa rubbed her dry hands as Harry W. and she walked up to the Gryffindor Common Room. "You know, I know a spell that my mum uses after she washes the dishes so her hands won't be all rough and dry," Harry said, taking out his wand. She eyed it wearily.
"I'll be fine, really," she said as they got to the portrait after saying the password. The fire in the common room had nearly gone out when they were fully inside. "Well goodnight Harry," Lisa said as she stepped on the staircase leading to the Girls' Dorm.
"Night Lis," Harry answered back as he watched her climbed up the stairs and into the Girls' Dorm. He followed suit and went up to the Boys' Dorm, getting a well earn rest.