What do I feel?

Disclaimer: See Prolouge for disclaimer.

A/N: Ok, so the prolouge is done, and here's chapter 1. It's going to start at about the middle of the day. Oh, and the engraving on Harry's hand…the one that say, "I must not tell lies"….Yeah, I know Ron finds out on Thursday, and now it's Friday, but lets just say that he still doesn't know about it.

Chapter 1

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History of Magic, taught by Proffesor Bins, passed as slowly as it usually does. It was the same old lecturing while over half the class fell asleep after the first ten minutes. Hermione, of course, was one of the only people who even TRIED to stay awake. Ron and Harry had decided long ago not to tease her about it though, because it was her effort that enabled them to pass their exams, even if just barely.

After leaving the classroom, the three student made their way to the Great Hall to get a quick lunch before heading off to Charms with proffesor Flitwick. Just before entering the hall, Harry happened to look to his left and noticed Angelina Johnson, the new captain of the quidditch team, starring at him. Upon seeing his attention focus on her, she signaled him over to her in an impatiant way. Harry sighed.

"Hey guys, I forgot something. Go ahead, I'll catch up." Resigned to his fate, he made his way over to Angelina.

Harry knew exactlly what she wanted to talk to him about, but it still didn't make it any better when she shouted, "Oy, Potter! Get over here!" while he was still ten feet away.

"Hello Angelina, what did you need." He said, trying to look innocent….needless to say he failed.

"Don't give me any of that Potter. You know what I want to talk to you about." Harry just looked at her. She glared at him. "When were you planning on telling me that you had detention tonight? I mean, didn't I tell you Monday or Tuesday that I wanted the WHOLE TEAM out there Friday for the tryouts? Well?" Harry just looked at the floor and started shuffleing his feet.

"I'm…sorry. I was going to tell you, then I decided I wanted to keep my head." Harry's shoulders hunched over as he began feeling too guilty for his comfort. For some reason, Angelina being mad at him was a little harder to take then when other people were angry.

Angelina just stood there glaring at him. "Harry, you need to take this more seriously. Go ask Umbridge if you can get out of the detention today. Tell her you were just delusional or you'll do double the time or something. Just make sure you're there. Really, you need to straighten out you priorities," and with that, she walked away, leaving a dumbstuck Harry standing there.

Snapping out of it, he shouts, "It's not like I enjoy going through tourture with a toad," in the the direction she was heading. With what must have been his thousanth sigh for the day, he turned and headed into the great hall to find Ron and Hermione.

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After ten minutes of searching, Harry finally located his two friends halfway down the Gryffindor table. When he finally got to them, noticed they were bickering about what they should do with Fred and George in regards to their joke shop testing. 'don't those two ever lay off it?' he thought as he took the seat to the left of Ron.

"Oy, Harry. Get what you need?" asked Ron, all too happy to not have to talk about his trouble making brothers anymore.

"Erm…yeah, I got it…"

"What did you need to get?" Hermione asked out of curiosity.

Harry's brain was going into overload.

'what do I say? What do I say?'

'tell them what happened, there's nothing to hide'

'NO! I can't tell them what happened!'

'and why not?'

'well, er….ok, fine, I can' he felt the other voice in his head smirk 'but it doesn't mean I'm going to'

'awww….you're no fun…'

'….'

'by the way, the you know you're insane when you start holding conversations with your mind'

'…'

"umm….Harry?"

Harry suddenly snapped out of his trance and looked around quickly before resting his gaze on Hermione.

"eh?…sorry, what did you ask?" he really knew what she was asking, but he wanted to buy himself some time before having to answer.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "I asked what it was you had to get."

"Oh…well…er, I, um….had to go get my charms essay. Left it up in the dorm." 'please let her buy it, please let her buy it' Hermione's gaze drilled holes through his brain for another ten seconds before she shrugged her shoulders and turned back to Ron.

'wow, she actually bought it.'

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Walking into Professor Flitwick's classroom, the three friends took their usual seats at the front of the room. The first 15 minutes consisted of being lectured about the importance of O.W.L's. The rest of the class time was spent reviewing and practicing summoning charms. Harry, who from his previous year, was already quite adept at using them so he spent the class talking to Hermione and Ron, who still had problems summoning his object to him instead of blasting it across the room.

"Oy, Herione, could you do me a favor?" Harry asked, hoping she would agree.

"Depends on what it is. I might not have time, I was planning on knitting a few more elf hats tonight."

"Oh, well, I'll ask anyways." Harry started, his hope diminishing slightly, yet he continued on. "Could you go to the Quidditch tryouts tonight and tell me how everything went? I have Detention with Umbridge again tonight….." Harry trailed off and bowed his head, dreading another session like the previous ones.

"Well, I don't see why not. I guess I could take a day off. Just be sure to finish that essay when you get back to the common room." Hermione said. Harry gulped because that last part sounded way too much like a threat for his comfort.

"Erm…I will, and thanks a lot Hermione. I owe you." Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, you do" Hermione sad Matter-of-factly.

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After leaving the Charms classroom, the three made their way to Transfiguration. It was fairly quite, for none of them really had anything interesting to say. Harry was just kind of off in his own little world, thinking about anything that happened to pop into his head. Suddenly, something occurred to him.

"Hey guys, I know I call Umbridge a toad all the time, but doesn't she really look like one?" 'great going Harry, that was so random, you'll be lucky if they don't think you're completely insane now'.

Ron and Hermione looked at him, then went into deep thought.

"You know what, she does." Agreed Hermione.

"You're right. Now that I think about it, there is a resemblance."

As the three started discussing this revelation, they became totally oblivious to their surroundings. Just as they turned the last corner, Harry ran right into something, causing himself to fall backwards. Landing with a grunt, his belongings spilling everywhere, he looked up to see who he should yell at for running into him. That thought vanished from his mind when he looked at shock at who he had bumped heads with.

"Angelina?" Hermione and Ron were just staring at them, Angelina looked at who had said her name only to notice Harry sitting on the ground, his belongings scattered around him, and looking confused.

"Oy Harry, sorry 'bout that." Angelina grinned and reached out a had to help Harry up. The 4 students just stood there for a few seconds staring at each other. Harry, finaly, decided to break the silence.

"Go ahead guys, I'll meet you there as soon as I pick up all my stuff." Harry said, looking at his scattered possesions. Ron and Hermione nodded, gave a little wave, and headed off. Harry bent down to gather his things, and noticed Angelina doing the same.

"Dammit women, watch were you're going next time." He said, unwilling to let her get away with it.

"Hey, I said I was sorry. At least I'm helping you out here." Angelina scowled at him, causeing him to blush slightly. They gathered the rest of his things in silence. Finaly finishing, they stood up. Angelina handed Harry his stuff, and stood there watching him return it to his bag. Just as he was about to head of, she stopped him and opened her mouth to talk.

"I really am sorry, you know? Not just about this, but for yelling at you too. I just got a little pissed, that's all…."she trailed off.

"A LITTLE?" Harry said with a look that said yeah right. Angelina gave him a look of disgust, and said.

"Yeah, 'a little'. At least I apologized. I have a right to be angry. After I told you I wanted the whole team there, then you go and land yourself in detention." She was almost shouting by now. A look of anger passed over Harry's face.

"What? You think I enjoy having to spend evey night there having to cu…." Harry abruptly shut his mouth after realizing what he had almost let slip. 'I can't tell her. She probably flip!'. Angelina's face fadded from frustration and was replaced with a look of confusion.

"Having to do what?" Harry just bowed his head and slung his bag over his shoulder.

"It's nothing" he mumbled. "I'm late for class. Thanks for the help. Bye." And with that, he left as quickly as he could, leaving a thouroughly confused Angelina standing there.

'What was that all about?' she thought to herself. Giving up, she shrugged her shoulders and continued on her way to class.

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A/N: ok, chapter 1 is finished. Don't know when I'll get the 2nd one out. I'm gonna try to make it longer then this one, and have more happen. I'm sorry if you hate it, this is my first fic, and I AM trying. If it's any good so far, I'll put up more, but I might put up more anyways. Later all.