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Warning- Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince spoilers later on in the story. I will warn you when there will be one.
Note- I updated my Holes story, Hold on Tight, so please read that! Also, there will be dialogue from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's (or Philosopher's) Stone. And special thanks to my two reviewers!
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I Never Stopped: Year One
After the names of all the students were called, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Seamus Finnegan, Neville Longbottom, Dean Thomas, and Harry Potter were in Gryffindor. Pavarti made it, too, but Padma got in Ravenclaw. The headmaster, Professor Albus Dumbledore, got up and said a few words.
"Welcome back for another year at Hogwarts! Now as always, the Forbidden Forest is... well, forbidden. The caretaker, Mr. Filch, would like me to remind you that the third floor corridor is strictly out of bounds for anyone who does not wish to die a painful death. With that said, let the feast begin." Dumbledore raised his hands, and food appeared on the tables. Lavender grabbed some chicken, rice, and salad to put on her plate, and her goblet was filled with pumpkin juice. She turned to her left and talked to Seamus, a boy with sandy hair. She felt a tap on her shoulder and turned around. It was the red-headed twin she was sitting next to.
"Hello, my name's Fred, Fred Weasley," he said. He extended his hand for her to shake.
"Lavender Brown," she replied, and shook his hand.
"Lavender... isn't that a purple color," he asked. Lavender was so sick of people saying that to her.
"Yes, it is," she said as nicely as she could.
"Well, it's a pretty color, therefore, a pretty color deserves a beautiful name." she started to blush, knowing that he said her name was beautiful.
"What year are you in," she asked.
"Third year."
"Oh."
"You sound disappointed or something."
"Why would I be?"
"I don't know."
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In just one month, Lavender and Pavarti became known as the two Gossiping Queens of Gryffindor. They've spread every bit of gossip that came their way. The latest one being Terry Boot is missing two toes because Draco Malfoy, scum of Slytherin, hexed him for eyeing Pugged- face Pansy Parkinson. Pavarti came running up to Lavender in the court yard by the lake.
"Lavender, Draco challenged Harry to a duel at midnight, Ron said he'd be his second, they left, then Hermione and Neville followed them, they went to the place where to duel was to be held, Malfoy never showed up, they got caught, and now they have to shave their eyebrows as punishment."
"Oh my goodness." "I know, half the school already knows."
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As the weeks went by, it was Halloween. This time, it was Lavender's turn to go to Pavarti.
"I heard Ron telling Harry that Hermione is a nightmare and that she doesn't have any friends. Hermione overheard them and was crying."
"That's sad. Hey, I'll meet you in the common room. I have to use the bathroom." Later on, Pavarti and Lavender were walking down the stairs to the Great Hall. Neville was behind them.
"When I was in the bathroom, I saw Hermione. I asked her what was wrong, and she said she wanted to be left alone. You should have seen her face Lav, her eyes were red and puffy from crying so much." During the Halloween feast, Fred was talking to Lavender about Fred and George's dream of opening a joke shop. She told them to go for it. Just then, Quirrell, the DADA teacher, burst in the hall screaming 'troll'. Lavender, as many others did, screamed. Dumbledore instructed them to be taken back to the houses. Without even thinking, Fred grabbed Lavender's hand, and followed everyone to the Gryffindor common room. Fred looked at Lavender then at their hands when they were in the common room. He let go, and his ears turned to a very interesting shade of pink. Lavender smiled.
"Lavender, let's go up to the dorms, I have to tell you something," Pavarti said.
"Okay, I'll be up in a minute." Pavarti nodded and went up to the girl's dorm. Lavender looked at Fred and noticed his years were still pink.
"Well, I better go up. Good night Fred." she stood on her tip toes and kissed him on the cheek. When she was up the stairs, Fred touched his cheek and smiled.
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"Wow, harry's a seeker?" Lavender couldn't believe what Fred was telling her. No first has ever made the house team of Quidditch.
"Yeah, all true. Brilliant flyer he is, too. Wood's more giddy than a child in a Honeydukes sweet shop with one hundred galleons," Fred said. Lavender laughed. The Quidditch match was in an hour, and it was Slytherin versus Gryffindor.
"So, Lav, want to walk me to the pitch," Fred asked, while finishing up his eggs. Lavender nodded, and they walked out of the Great Hall, out the big double doors, and to the Gryffindor locker rooms.
"I guess I better take my seat. Good luck," Lavender said. She gave Fred and encouraging hug and walked to the Gryffindor stands. She took her seat between Seamus and Pavarti. Madame Hooch stepped out onto the middle of the pitch. The teams came out and got into position.
"Mount your brooms," Hooch said, " I want a fair game from all of you." she blew her whistle, and the teams flew into the air. Lee Jordan, whom Lavender met through Fred, was the commentator.
"And the Quaffle is taken immediately by Angelina Johnson of Gryffindor- what an excellent Chaser that girl is, and rather attractive, too"
"JORDAN," yelled McGonagall.
"Sorry Professor."
"And she's really belting along up there, a neat pass to Alicia Spinnet, a good find of Oliver Wood's, last year a reserve- back to Johnson and- no, the Slytherins have taken the Quaffle, Slytherin Captain Marcus Flint gains the Quaffle and off he goes- Flint flying like an eagle up there- he's going to sc- no, stopped by an excellent move by Gryffindor Keeper Wood and the Gryffindors take the Quaffle- that's Chaser Katie Bell of Gryffindor there, nice dive around Flint, off up the field and- OUCH- that must have hurt, hit in the back of the head by a Bludger- Quaffle taken by the Slytherins- that's Adrian Pucey speeding off toward the goal posts, but he's blocked by a second Bludger- sent his way by Fred or George Weasley, can't tell which- nice play by the Gryffindor beater, anyway, and Johnson back in possession of the Quaffle, a clear field ahead and off she goes- she's really flying- dodges a speeding Bludger- the goal posts are ahead- come on, now, Angelina,- Keeper Bletchley dives- misses- GRYFFINDORS SCORE," yelled Lee. Lavender cheered. She looked over and saw Hagrid coming towards Hermione and Ron. She turned her attention back to the match.
"Pavarti, can I borrow those," Lavender said, pointing to the binoculars hanging around her friend's neck.
"Sure." she handed them to Lavender,. Lavender looked through them. She saw Fred talking to Harry. He hit a Bludger towards Flint.
"Slytherin in possession," Lee said, "Chaser Pucey ducks two Bludgers, two Weasleys, and Chaser Bell, and speeds towards the- wait a moment- was that the Snitch?" Lavender saw Pucey drop the Quaffle, and harry go for the Snitch. Sadly, Terence Higgs, the Slytherin Seeker, saw it, too. They were neck and neck. She heard a loud noise, and saw that Flint blocked Harry. Hooch called it a foul. Gryffindors got a free shit, but the Snitch disappeared. Lavender overheard Ron and Dean fighting about...soccer? Meanwhile, Lee wasn't finding it easy not taking sides.
"So- after that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating..."
"Jordan," McGonagall growled.
"I mean, after that open and revolting foul..."
"Jordan, I'm warning you."
"All right, all right. Flint nearly kills the Gryffindor Seeker, which could happen to anyone, I'm sure, a penalty to Gryffindor, taken by Spinnet, who puts it away, no trouble, and we continue play, Gryffindor still in possession."
Lavender was biting her lip. She looked through the binoculars and saw the Harry's broom was going all wonky. What was up with that?
"Slytherin in possession- Flint with the Quaffle- passes Spinnet- passes Bell- hit hard in the face by a Bludger, hope it broke his nose- only joking, Professor- Slytherins score- oh no..." Lavender sighed as she heard cheers coming from the Slytherins. After a while Harry got control of his broom, and went for the Snitch. He went towards the ground, and... coughed? Something gold fell into his hands. HARRY CAUGHT THE SNITCH!
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"Did you hear what happened with Quirrell, who would have known he was helping You-Know-Who," Fred said.
"Duh, Fred. Pavarti and I told everyone that. I hope Harry is alright, though."
"He's fine, see," Fred said, pointing to the entrance to the Great Hall, "He's fine." The Great Hall was clad with green and silver. Slytherin won the house cup. Dumbledore stood up to say something.
:in light of recent events, house points must be awarded. First, to Ronald Weasley, for the best played game of chess Hogwarts had seen in years. Fifty points." Cheers were heard.
"Second, to Miss Hermione Granger, for the use of cool logic in the face of fire. Fifty points. Third- to Harry Potter. For pure nerve and outstanding courage. Sixty points."
"We're ties with Slytherin," Hermione said.
"It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends. Then points, to Neville Longbottom. Let's see. We need a change in decoration, as I see it." He clapped his hands, and the Hall went from silver and green, to red and gold. Gryffindors, along with Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs, stood up and cheered. Fred picked Lavender up and twirled her, while hugging her. Without thinking, he kissed her on the lips. They broke apart and stared at each other.
"Lavender, will you go out with me," Fred asked. Lavender smiled and kissed Fred.
"Yes."
Wow, my neck hurts from typing this. Haha. Well please review, and I'll try and have the next chapter up as soon as possible. I love Lee's commentating. It's hilarious.