Dedicated to Emma Sylvester. Why? I got no clue. Just felt like it.
Chapter 10: The Ultimate Punishment
Ron woke up, feeling horrible. He had a nightmare, he still had to sing. He looked outside the window and saw it was drizzling. Then, he realized it was Halloween and it was going to the match of the year: Gryffindors vs. Slytherin. Not to mention, he was going to get Newman back. Ron got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast, where Faye was nowhere to be found. That was ok, though. He knew where she heading and he met her there.
"Weasley, you are not going to dye my hair again? I mean, you can't be that dumb, right?" Faye stood in front of the bathroom with her stuff, looking at Ron, who was blocking the door.
"Just wanted to ask what side you're sitting on, Traitor. You know since, you are so buddy-buddy with everyone."
"I don't see how it's any of your concern where I sit. Don't you have practice or something to do? Cause I would like to take my shower now. Move." She pushed Ron out of the way and entered.
As Faye got in the shower, she started to think. How unfair was this. She couldn't cheer on Draco because her house would get pissed. However, she couldn't cheer her house because god forbid if it hurts Draco's feelings. It was a no-win situation and those always suck. She couldn't be happy for anyone if they won. Life sucked.
Life sucks. Those words resounded in Harry's head. Ever since the beginning of 6th year, Harry never felt so alone. He was the Chosen one to fight Voldemort and no one else knew what it felt like. No matter what they said or how hard they tried, he was still alone. Sure, he had friends who had his back but in the end, it was going to be him. Alone. Like always. If it wasn't for Mia, Harry would have failed last year. His heart just wasn't in it or Quidditch. His seeking skills were diminishing and he knew it. Everybody knew it. But tonight, it was going to be different. He was going to win and he would party with everyone. Because hopefully, when you're surrounded by everyone having a great time, you don't feel alone. Hopefully.
As Harry and Ron got dressed for the match, Faye couldn't. She couldn't find her clothes anywhere. She found her underwear. But not her clothes. They weren't on the bench, they weren't in her trunk, they weren't anywhere. *Ron! He's still trying to win? That's one thing to admire about the guy, he won't quit. It's a stupid trait really but still.* She couldn't borrow any of the girls' clothes for it was a rule. "You want it, you ask it." And they were nowhere to be found. However, Mia wouldn't mind. Just how to get there in a towel was the problem.
Turns out it wasn't a problem, the school was already at the field. Everyone but Draco, who ran in to her.
"Sorry. Faye? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU NOT WEARING!?" Draco looked away in embarrassment.
"Weasley took my clothes, so I decided to borrow Mia's rope." Faye said, readjusting her towel.
"He'll pay for that. We don't have time. Here. Wear this." He took off his rope, leaving on only his sweater and slacks, and ran outside. Faye put on the robe and ran to the field. She sat with Mia and Ginny. Ginny raised an eyebrow at her robe. But Faye didn't get a chance to explain for the whistle blew.
Draco kicked off the ground. This was going to be easy. Potter had to wait until his teammates reached 140 points before he could catch the snitch. He flew high above the game, searching for the damn golden thing for quite awhile. He heard a cheer from his house. He looked for the cause and saw that Weasley just got hit with a buldger. He smiled as Weasley's nose started to bleed. Then, he looked at the score board. 110 to 70, Damn lions in the lead. He looked over at Potter, knowing he was going to try to buy more time. Sure enough, Potter was speeding down to catch the snitch.
But how could that be when the snitch was in front of the Gryffindor's section? Stupid Potter was trying to pull off a Worionski fient. Draco speeded towards the Gryffindors. The Gryffindors screamed while running out of the way. All but Faye, who sat there. Draco hopped off his broom at the last moment, landed sitting by Faye, and raised his arm with the snitch. That was the end of the game.
"Show off," muttered Faye. Draco grinned, took her hand, and together walked to the lockers where Draco went in to change.
"Ha, I knew it. You were always on their side!" someone yelled form behind. Faye turned around. Who else but Ron, all red, with one hand clutching at his nose and his wand out pointing directly at Faye.
"Weasley, put the wand down unless you plan to use it."
"Oh, I plan to. You're wearing their robes!!!"Ron just realized.
"Because YOU STOLEN MY CLOTHES! Dumb ass."
"What's going on here?" Mia suddenly appeared.
"She's a traitor like I've been saying all this time. Look at her robe."
"Maybe if you didn't steal her clothes, Weasley. You wouldn't in this predicament, now would you? I always knew you were poor but are you that desperate?" Draco came out wand in hand. Ron dropped his wand and came charging at Draco. But before Ron could land a punch, Draco punched him on his already injured nose.
"Everyone, just settle down or I'll take points off." Mia threatened.
"We have to . . ." "Silencio. Damn it, Granger. Just shut up! Wah wah wah. Stop it!"Mia gave Draco a furious look and pointed her wand at him. Two seconds later, Draco was rolling on the ground, laughing non-stop. Faye and Ron turned to each other and starting screaming at each other.
"What the hell is going on here?" Harry asked. The screaming duo ignored him and kept yelling. Mia couldn't talk because of the spell. Draco kept laughing his ass off.
"Why do you always have to get in people's business? And mouths?" Ginny asked.
Harry turned to her, "I get it. I cheated! I'm sorry! But that excuse just stops working, ok?"So there they were. Two screaming duos and another one hexed. At least, that's what Professor McGonagall saw, as she put them to a halting stop. They all turned to her in horror.
"Follow me." She turned around and started walking towards the school. That's when they realized there was a huge crowd surrounding them.
They followed her to Dumbledore's office. Professor McGonagall whispered the password and the gargoyle sprang to the side. As they went up the stairs, Ron couldn't help but have a knotting feeling in his stomach. Prof. McGonagall pointed at the chairs in front of the desk and left a small pouch on his desk. They all sat down. "He will be with you shortly. Best to warn you, he is not at all happy with you six." She turned around and exited the office.
As soon as she shut the door, Ron turned to Faye and in a shushed voice, "If it wasn't for you, we could all be happily sitting at the Halloween banquet."
"You mean, if you didn't steal my clothes." she retorted. "No, I mean if you didn't come in my life at all."
"News flash: I don't want to be in your life, I never did."
"But now that she is, Mr. Weasley, I suggest that you get use to it. Because I can tell you right now, she's not going anywhere for a long time." Professor Dumbledore appeared and sat at his desk. He picked up the pouch, looked straight at Mia and Draco. "My winnings." Mia bowed her head in shame, while Draco lowered his gaze to the floor. "Needless to say, I'm disappointed in you two. I'm also disappointed in Ms. Weasley and Mr. Potter. I don't pretend to know what happened to you two in the past. But that's what it is: the past. I have no clue to begin with you two." He look at Ron and Faye. "But here's what I do know. This will happen again and again. That simply can't happen. I now shall have to take drastic measures. I bestow a punishment, that hasn't been used in over a thousand years." Ron looked at Harry in terror. "Since I had a feeling it was going to come to this, everything is already set. Please, hang on."
They all had the feeling a hook was behind their navel, as the office swirled away. With a thud, they hit a floor.
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Chapter 10: The Ultimate Punishment
Ron woke up, feeling horrible. He had a nightmare, he still had to sing. He looked outside the window and saw it was drizzling. Then, he realized it was Halloween and it was going to the match of the year: Gryffindors vs. Slytherin. Not to mention, he was going to get Newman back. Ron got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast, where Faye was nowhere to be found. That was ok, though. He knew where she heading and he met her there.
"Weasley, you are not going to dye my hair again? I mean, you can't be that dumb, right?" Faye stood in front of the bathroom with her stuff, looking at Ron, who was blocking the door.
"Just wanted to ask what side you're sitting on, Traitor. You know since, you are so buddy-buddy with everyone."
"I don't see how it's any of your concern where I sit. Don't you have practice or something to do? Cause I would like to take my shower now. Move." She pushed Ron out of the way and entered.
As Faye got in the shower, she started to think. How unfair was this. She couldn't cheer on Draco because her house would get pissed. However, she couldn't cheer her house because god forbid if it hurts Draco's feelings. It was a no-win situation and those always suck. She couldn't be happy for anyone if they won. Life sucked.
Life sucks. Those words resounded in Harry's head. Ever since the beginning of 6th year, Harry never felt so alone. He was the Chosen one to fight Voldemort and no one else knew what it felt like. No matter what they said or how hard they tried, he was still alone. Sure, he had friends who had his back but in the end, it was going to be him. Alone. Like always. If it wasn't for Mia, Harry would have failed last year. His heart just wasn't in it or Quidditch. His seeking skills were diminishing and he knew it. Everybody knew it. But tonight, it was going to be different. He was going to win and he would party with everyone. Because hopefully, when you're surrounded by everyone having a great time, you don't feel alone. Hopefully.
As Harry and Ron got dressed for the match, Faye couldn't. She couldn't find her clothes anywhere. She found her underwear. But not her clothes. They weren't on the bench, they weren't in her trunk, they weren't anywhere. *Ron! He's still trying to win? That's one thing to admire about the guy, he won't quit. It's a stupid trait really but still.* She couldn't borrow any of the girls' clothes for it was a rule. "You want it, you ask it." And they were nowhere to be found. However, Mia wouldn't mind. Just how to get there in a towel was the problem.
Turns out it wasn't a problem, the school was already at the field. Everyone but Draco, who ran in to her.
"Sorry. Faye? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU NOT WEARING!?" Draco looked away in embarrassment.
"Weasley took my clothes, so I decided to borrow Mia's rope." Faye said, readjusting her towel.
"He'll pay for that. We don't have time. Here. Wear this." He took off his rope, leaving on only his sweater and slacks, and ran outside. Faye put on the robe and ran to the field. She sat with Mia and Ginny. Ginny raised an eyebrow at her robe. But Faye didn't get a chance to explain for the whistle blew.
Draco kicked off the ground. This was going to be easy. Potter had to wait until his teammates reached 140 points before he could catch the snitch. He flew high above the game, searching for the damn golden thing for quite awhile. He heard a cheer from his house. He looked for the cause and saw that Weasley just got hit with a buldger. He smiled as Weasley's nose started to bleed. Then, he looked at the score board. 110 to 70, Damn lions in the lead. He looked over at Potter, knowing he was going to try to buy more time. Sure enough, Potter was speeding down to catch the snitch.
But how could that be when the snitch was in front of the Gryffindor's section? Stupid Potter was trying to pull off a Worionski fient. Draco speeded towards the Gryffindors. The Gryffindors screamed while running out of the way. All but Faye, who sat there. Draco hopped off his broom at the last moment, landed sitting by Faye, and raised his arm with the snitch. That was the end of the game.
"Show off," muttered Faye. Draco grinned, took her hand, and together walked to the lockers where Draco went in to change.
"Ha, I knew it. You were always on their side!" someone yelled form behind. Faye turned around. Who else but Ron, all red, with one hand clutching at his nose and his wand out pointing directly at Faye.
"Weasley, put the wand down unless you plan to use it."
"Oh, I plan to. You're wearing their robes!!!"Ron just realized.
"Because YOU STOLEN MY CLOTHES! Dumb ass."
"What's going on here?" Mia suddenly appeared.
"She's a traitor like I've been saying all this time. Look at her robe."
"Maybe if you didn't steal her clothes, Weasley. You wouldn't in this predicament, now would you? I always knew you were poor but are you that desperate?" Draco came out wand in hand. Ron dropped his wand and came charging at Draco. But before Ron could land a punch, Draco punched him on his already injured nose.
"Everyone, just settle down or I'll take points off." Mia threatened.
"We have to . . ." "Silencio. Damn it, Granger. Just shut up! Wah wah wah. Stop it!"Mia gave Draco a furious look and pointed her wand at him. Two seconds later, Draco was rolling on the ground, laughing non-stop. Faye and Ron turned to each other and starting screaming at each other.
"What the hell is going on here?" Harry asked. The screaming duo ignored him and kept yelling. Mia couldn't talk because of the spell. Draco kept laughing his ass off.
"Why do you always have to get in people's business? And mouths?" Ginny asked.
Harry turned to her, "I get it. I cheated! I'm sorry! But that excuse just stops working, ok?"So there they were. Two screaming duos and another one hexed. At least, that's what Professor McGonagall saw, as she put them to a halting stop. They all turned to her in horror.
"Follow me." She turned around and started walking towards the school. That's when they realized there was a huge crowd surrounding them.
They followed her to Dumbledore's office. Professor McGonagall whispered the password and the gargoyle sprang to the side. As they went up the stairs, Ron couldn't help but have a knotting feeling in his stomach. Prof. McGonagall pointed at the chairs in front of the desk and left a small pouch on his desk. They all sat down. "He will be with you shortly. Best to warn you, he is not at all happy with you six." She turned around and exited the office.
As soon as she shut the door, Ron turned to Faye and in a shushed voice, "If it wasn't for you, we could all be happily sitting at the Halloween banquet."
"You mean, if you didn't steal my clothes." she retorted. "No, I mean if you didn't come in my life at all."
"News flash: I don't want to be in your life, I never did."
"But now that she is, Mr. Weasley, I suggest that you get use to it. Because I can tell you right now, she's not going anywhere for a long time." Professor Dumbledore appeared and sat at his desk. He picked up the pouch, looked straight at Mia and Draco. "My winnings." Mia bowed her head in shame, while Draco lowered his gaze to the floor. "Needless to say, I'm disappointed in you two. I'm also disappointed in Ms. Weasley and Mr. Potter. I don't pretend to know what happened to you two in the past. But that's what it is: the past. I have no clue to begin with you two." He look at Ron and Faye. "But here's what I do know. This will happen again and again. That simply can't happen. I now shall have to take drastic measures. I bestow a punishment, that hasn't been used in over a thousand years." Ron looked at Harry in terror. "Since I had a feeling it was going to come to this, everything is already set. Please, hang on."
They all had the feeling a hook was behind their navel, as the office swirled away. With a thud, they hit a floor.
What will happen to them? Where did they land? To find out, tune in next week. 'Till then, this is WhyMe? saying Review and have a great day.