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Quidditch Cheerleaders: Chapter 4
**Hermione's POV**
'My wand! Ugh! Where is it?' She fished through her wadrobe, not even caring that Harry and Ron were still in there. She raced from one part of the room to the other within a matter of seconds. "For Merlin's sake! Where is my wand?" She grunted, not finding it.
"WHERE IS MY WAND?" Hermione tore her room apart looking for it, not even caring who she was yelling at anymore.
"Hermione! Stop screaming at the bloody air! What did it ever do to you?" Harry dropped the robe on top of Ron, who was still looking extremely pale.
Hermione heard Harry, but it was just a matter of caring. "Where is my wand?" She pouted, dropping to the floor and stuck her lip out. "I can't find it!" She pulled her knees up and hugged them.
"Hermione, you're acting more childish than Ron."
With that comment Hermione unhugged her knees and put on her most serious face. "Harry, I can't find it. I need it."
"Well, think. That's what your best at. Thinking. So.err.where did you have it last?" Harry sat down next to her.
All of the sudden there was a thump. They looked over to see Ron sprawled across the floor with the blanket still on him. They both ignored him.
"Harry! Don't you think i've tried thinking? Thinking is the first thing I think to do!"
"Did you have it this morning?"
"I don't know. I didn't even need it this morning so it didn't even matter. I just walked out with or without it." Hermione started to shake a little bit. "What if I lost it in the hall and somebody steps on it. If they break it in two it'll be terrible! I won't be able to do magic!"
"Calm down Hermione!" Harry put his arms around her and hugged her.
"Harry I'm sorry. I know I'm thinking of the worst, but it could all be true and then I'll really be in trouble." Hermione started to tear, but having no intention of actually crying.
"Well, it's possible somebody could have found it and put it in the Lost & Found along with Nevil's wand. Maybe Dumbledore or McGonnigal found it." Harry squeezed her shoulders in a compforting way.
She threw his arms off, not intentionally being rude. She jumped up and squeeled, her face brightening. "Of course! McGonnigal! Why didn't I think of that?"
Harry stood up, not offended, but somewhat hurt for her not thanking him.
"I can go get it right now!" Hermione clapped her hands in happiness, then skipped to the door.
"Hermione," Harry began, "McGonnigal went to Hogsmeade today, remember? Getting supplies for the cooking transfiguration lesson."
"Oh. Right." Hermione sighed and turned back around to sit on her bed.
"So. Hermione." Harry went and sat down next to her. "Malfoy almost saw you naked? And Vise Versa?"
'Malfoy! The bath! Of course! Malfoy must have my wand! I'll get him later!' Hermione thought.
Hermione tried to ignore Harry. She didn't want to tell him anything. She wanted to change the subject, but found she couldn't think of anything else to say. So she started glancing around the room and landed her gaze on Ron.
She got up from the bed and walked over to him and sat down next to him, Indian-style. "Hello Ron? Are you still alive?" No movement. "Hello? Ron? Are you still in there?" She knocked on his head.
All of the sudden Ron jumped up and squeaked. Unfortunatley he was still stuck in the blanket so he had to wrestle it for about 3 minutes. "Fine! I'm-Umm.Fine. Yes.Well, Pleasant chatting with you mates.I'll catch up with you later. Bya!" Ron threw down the sheet. Stumbling to get out, he tripped on the sheet, then sprang back up. "I'm fine! Bye!" He looked at the for a moment, then sprinted to the door, opened it, and exited.
"Well, that was interesting." Hermione layed back on her bed.
"Hermione, you never answered my question. What happened in the bathroom?" He sat on the bed next to her.
"Harry, listen. I appreciate you looking out for me, but I'm not a baby. I can deal with things on my own." She got off the bed and sat in a chair. "And believe me Harry, I will deal with it."
"Are you sure?" He looked at her with a bit of pity in his eyes.
"I'm positive. In fact, if you wouldn't mind leaving, I'm going to deal with it in a moment." She got up and walked to the door. She opened it. Holding the door open she waved at him. "Bya Harry!"
He got up from the bed and walked to the door. "Just remember, if you need any help, I'm always here." He kissed her on the forehead and walked out of the room.
She closed the door behind him and smirked. "I won't need your help Harry."
Hermione walked over to her closet and took out her uniform skirt and white blouse. She took off her cheerleading outfit, and put on the skirt and shirt.
Hanging up the outfit she walked over to her trunk. Unzipping it she paused, thought for a moment, then continued unzipping. She pulled out a little black bag that was labeled "EMERGENCIES ONLY!!!"
Hermione unzipped the bag and pulled out a black eyeliner and a really glossy lip-gloss.
After applying them she spritzed down her fluffy hair. Then she hair sprayed, gelled and tossed a little bit until she got the look she wanted.
She put on her knee socks and shoes. She thought a moment then she unbuttoned the top two buttons on her blouse.
With a final toss of her hair she muttered, "let's go deal with this right now."
While walking out she tripped over the cloak. "Ouch!" She picked it up and grinned. "Hmm!" She tossed it over herself and walked out of the room.
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Ugh! I don't even know why this whole chapter was about fashion. Although I felt REALLY SORRY for not updating in soooo long, so I decided to give you another chapter. Not a very good one, but a chapter.Sorry it's not that great. I know it's short, but please bear with me..I really haven't been in a story-writing mood! Lol! Well, I hope to write more conclusions to my stories soon!
THANX TO EVERYONE THAT REVIEWED.
I LOVE YOU!! *Blows You kisses* I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!!!
Cheers,
Princess_Anastaja
Quidditch Cheerleaders: Chapter 4
**Hermione's POV**
'My wand! Ugh! Where is it?' She fished through her wadrobe, not even caring that Harry and Ron were still in there. She raced from one part of the room to the other within a matter of seconds. "For Merlin's sake! Where is my wand?" She grunted, not finding it.
"WHERE IS MY WAND?" Hermione tore her room apart looking for it, not even caring who she was yelling at anymore.
"Hermione! Stop screaming at the bloody air! What did it ever do to you?" Harry dropped the robe on top of Ron, who was still looking extremely pale.
Hermione heard Harry, but it was just a matter of caring. "Where is my wand?" She pouted, dropping to the floor and stuck her lip out. "I can't find it!" She pulled her knees up and hugged them.
"Hermione, you're acting more childish than Ron."
With that comment Hermione unhugged her knees and put on her most serious face. "Harry, I can't find it. I need it."
"Well, think. That's what your best at. Thinking. So.err.where did you have it last?" Harry sat down next to her.
All of the sudden there was a thump. They looked over to see Ron sprawled across the floor with the blanket still on him. They both ignored him.
"Harry! Don't you think i've tried thinking? Thinking is the first thing I think to do!"
"Did you have it this morning?"
"I don't know. I didn't even need it this morning so it didn't even matter. I just walked out with or without it." Hermione started to shake a little bit. "What if I lost it in the hall and somebody steps on it. If they break it in two it'll be terrible! I won't be able to do magic!"
"Calm down Hermione!" Harry put his arms around her and hugged her.
"Harry I'm sorry. I know I'm thinking of the worst, but it could all be true and then I'll really be in trouble." Hermione started to tear, but having no intention of actually crying.
"Well, it's possible somebody could have found it and put it in the Lost & Found along with Nevil's wand. Maybe Dumbledore or McGonnigal found it." Harry squeezed her shoulders in a compforting way.
She threw his arms off, not intentionally being rude. She jumped up and squeeled, her face brightening. "Of course! McGonnigal! Why didn't I think of that?"
Harry stood up, not offended, but somewhat hurt for her not thanking him.
"I can go get it right now!" Hermione clapped her hands in happiness, then skipped to the door.
"Hermione," Harry began, "McGonnigal went to Hogsmeade today, remember? Getting supplies for the cooking transfiguration lesson."
"Oh. Right." Hermione sighed and turned back around to sit on her bed.
"So. Hermione." Harry went and sat down next to her. "Malfoy almost saw you naked? And Vise Versa?"
'Malfoy! The bath! Of course! Malfoy must have my wand! I'll get him later!' Hermione thought.
Hermione tried to ignore Harry. She didn't want to tell him anything. She wanted to change the subject, but found she couldn't think of anything else to say. So she started glancing around the room and landed her gaze on Ron.
She got up from the bed and walked over to him and sat down next to him, Indian-style. "Hello Ron? Are you still alive?" No movement. "Hello? Ron? Are you still in there?" She knocked on his head.
All of the sudden Ron jumped up and squeaked. Unfortunatley he was still stuck in the blanket so he had to wrestle it for about 3 minutes. "Fine! I'm-Umm.Fine. Yes.Well, Pleasant chatting with you mates.I'll catch up with you later. Bya!" Ron threw down the sheet. Stumbling to get out, he tripped on the sheet, then sprang back up. "I'm fine! Bye!" He looked at the for a moment, then sprinted to the door, opened it, and exited.
"Well, that was interesting." Hermione layed back on her bed.
"Hermione, you never answered my question. What happened in the bathroom?" He sat on the bed next to her.
"Harry, listen. I appreciate you looking out for me, but I'm not a baby. I can deal with things on my own." She got off the bed and sat in a chair. "And believe me Harry, I will deal with it."
"Are you sure?" He looked at her with a bit of pity in his eyes.
"I'm positive. In fact, if you wouldn't mind leaving, I'm going to deal with it in a moment." She got up and walked to the door. She opened it. Holding the door open she waved at him. "Bya Harry!"
He got up from the bed and walked to the door. "Just remember, if you need any help, I'm always here." He kissed her on the forehead and walked out of the room.
She closed the door behind him and smirked. "I won't need your help Harry."
Hermione walked over to her closet and took out her uniform skirt and white blouse. She took off her cheerleading outfit, and put on the skirt and shirt.
Hanging up the outfit she walked over to her trunk. Unzipping it she paused, thought for a moment, then continued unzipping. She pulled out a little black bag that was labeled "EMERGENCIES ONLY!!!"
Hermione unzipped the bag and pulled out a black eyeliner and a really glossy lip-gloss.
After applying them she spritzed down her fluffy hair. Then she hair sprayed, gelled and tossed a little bit until she got the look she wanted.
She put on her knee socks and shoes. She thought a moment then she unbuttoned the top two buttons on her blouse.
With a final toss of her hair she muttered, "let's go deal with this right now."
While walking out she tripped over the cloak. "Ouch!" She picked it up and grinned. "Hmm!" She tossed it over herself and walked out of the room.
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Ugh! I don't even know why this whole chapter was about fashion. Although I felt REALLY SORRY for not updating in soooo long, so I decided to give you another chapter. Not a very good one, but a chapter.Sorry it's not that great. I know it's short, but please bear with me..I really haven't been in a story-writing mood! Lol! Well, I hope to write more conclusions to my stories soon!
THANX TO EVERYONE THAT REVIEWED.
I LOVE YOU!! *Blows You kisses* I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!!!
Cheers,
Princess_Anastaja