Disclaimer: I hate saying this…. But… I don't own Harry Potter and the series. (I don't say the character, do I? he heh It means I own Ronald ho ho ho!) Harry comes, pointing his wand to me (wahhhh! Harry… gomen! Gomen!) grumbling you see him! I don't own anything!
A/N: I just noticed as few things after I wrote the second chapter and began the third chapter.
1. I said that they're on their seventh year, didn't I? But, there were no seventh year on Hogwarts. The sixth year is the last year. And did you notice that there're still Fred and George in the Hogwarts? So, I'll change the time into their sixth year, and the one who would give speech was Prof. Dumbledore (I wrote the one who gave the morning speech was Prof. McGonagall). And of course I'll erase Fred and George name.
2. On their sixth year, (sorry, I've not finished reading the HBP series. And I just notice this thing too) they don't take the Care of Magical Creatures and Potions was taught by Prof. Slughorn. I wrote Potions was taught by Prof. Snape. So, I'll change that part into the right ones. (Potions by Slughorn and DA by Snape).
3. And also, I thought… Alicia was already quit from Gryffindor team (the only left from the original Gryffindor Quidditch team at sixth year was Harry and Katie Bell. So, instead using Alicia, I'll change it into other persons who were in the team.
That's all I think… whew…. I did make so many mistakes, didn't I? Sorry. But that really don't affect to the main plot at all. Anyway… have a nice day! Please R&R :D
Oh yeah… almost forget (the one that on my mind is only the mistakes I've done). I wanna say THANK YOU so much for reviewing me. :D (should I kiss you? readers: NO! THANKS! XO I'm hurt…)
Halloween Propose, chapter 3
By green-mermaid
Dusk filled the world, making such a beautiful color of red and orange. Mr Sun came back to his home and changed shift with Mr. Moon. Wind blew a bit that day, giving a sweet feeling to Hogwarts students though most of them were inside the castle. Most of them were on their own common room dormitory.
Hermione sat on the sofa near the fireplace, writing no-one-should-know on her notebook. Crookshanks cuddled herself into a furry orange ball on Hermione's feet. Harry read a story book Hermione gave him ("Is it safe?" Harry frowned. "Do you think that that book is a kind of Tom Riddle's diary?" Hermione snapped). Ron played the Fanged Frisbee, which Hermione, as a prefect, confiscated from a first year student.
Suddenly, the Fat Lady picture swung opened. Dean and Seamus burst in the room, walking hastily. Harry decided to give up reading the story book and slammed it shut. ("Hermione… this isn't a story book at all. More like science-fiction story." Harry growled at his female best friend. Hermione raised her eyebrow and shrugged).
"Harry!" Dean called his room mate.
Harry supported his own body with his hand, half-lie back. He watched his running friends and raised his eyebrow. "Dean? Seamus? What's wrong?"
Not a second later, Neville entered the common room with the same expression like the two boys. Ron looked up from his 'toy'. Hermione stopped writing. Crookshanks mewed a bit and came back to her sleep.
"Harry…" Neville called the name again.
"Hey… what's wrong with three of you? Suddenly burst in the room." Ron frowned. Hermione smiled secretly.
"Is it true that you declined the princess role?" Seamus said loudly.
The whole students in the common room suddenly looked up from their own activity, waiting for their answer. Ron chuckled. "You get that too, Harry." He recalled the memory when everyone persuaded him to took the princess role in the same place.
Harry snapped to Hermione who now smiled proudly to herself. She tried to hide it but couldn't do it very well.
"You did this, didn't you, Hermione?" Harry shot his glare to Hermione.
"What? How can you blame me all of the sudden? You don't have any proof." Hermione answered back.
Harry watched her silently. He rolled his eyes and met Ron's. Ron quickly shook his head. "No, I don't!" He talked in his British accent.
Harry sighed and looked at the script near Hermione. He looked at the common room. Everyone in that room eyed him, some looked secretly but the other eyed him on purpose.
"Harry… I think… you're gonna experience the same experience with me." Ron cupped his chin with his palm, smirking.
Harry sweat dropped. "Fi-Fine! But I won't play the princess role! Let Ron play it!"
Now everyone switched their eyes to the red-haired boy. Ron lost his balance and his chin dropped to the table. "Harry… you really…"
Harry smirked. "Hey… the moment you said ok to Hermione means you agreed to play the princess role."
Ron looked at Harry and then to Hermione and then to the whole common room. The eyes watched his words. "I-uh… ah… fine! It would look funny anyway. The princess is taller than the prince." He shrugged, intentionally saying it loud so the whole room would re-think again that he wasn't suitable for the role.
Hermione smiled secretly. She slammed her book shut. "No, it won't." she said in her British accent. She stood up and sneered widely. "I've known a spell to shrink or to make someone taller."
Harry and Ron gasped. 'She did manage everything on its way!' Dean and Seamus danced happily. The students in that common room smiled and laughed. Ginny nodded to her own brother. "Isn't it great?"
"What is great?" Ron frowned. Ginny looked at him, pouted and then walked to Dean, leaving her dumb-founded brother. Harry sighed, putting his palm to his forehead.
The rest of the month filled with ruckus on every dormitory. Harry grumbled to Hermione about he couldn't manage the time between Quidditch practices and the drama practices, wishing if he did so the role would be given to someone else. Hermione opened her mouth but closed it again. All she said just a word. "Fine."
Harry thought the meaning of that word was that he quitted from the role. But the next day, Hermione gave him a draft of schedule while they're having their breakfast. She gave the draft to Ron too though it's a bit different.
"What is this?" Harry and Ron both looked up from their meal to Hermione.
"Don't you read the title?" Hermione frowned.
Ginny peeked at the drafts and read it loud. "Harry's and Ron's Schedule From October 8 to October 31. Hey… Hermione… cool!" She looked up to the female prefect.
Hermione had her seat, smiling to herself. Ron and Harry exchanged look to each other and then switched to Ginny and then to Hermione.
"Bloody Hell!" Ron's eyes widened.
"Hermione… this is… ridiculous…" Harry shook his head. "You… absolutely don't understand my words yesterday. Should I explain it to you?"
"Oh… yes, Harry. I definitely understand. Who do you think I am?"
"The best student for every year." Ginny nodded, crossing her hands.
Hermione didn't comment her statement. Instead, she continued her words. "You said that you can't manage your time, didn't you? There, I give you the schedule, so you won't be over on one practice only, which I mean is the Quidditch practice."
"But, Hermione… there's Quidditch tournament on November." Ron scowled.
"Of course I know about that, Ron. Don't worry. I've arranged everything and I'm sure both of you are gonna follow the schedule, aren't you?" Hermione gave you-better-watch-out smile to both of them.
Harry and Ron gulped and looked at the schedule once more. Both of them sighed. 'She even scheduled the study time. Sheesh…'
Harry read the script carefully. On the other hand, Ron turned the pages quickly. Hermione watched them. The three of them sat on their favorite place, near the fireplace.
"What is the story about?" Ron asked, slammed his script.
Hermione frowned looking at his best friend, a bit annoyed. "Don't you get it? Read it carefully." Hermione snapped. "Honestly, Ron. Harry would understand the story."
"No… I don't understand it." Harry looked up when his name called off.
"He read the 'once upon a time' and the 'happily ever after' only, Hermione." Ron added. "As if you don't know him."
Hermione frowned. "Both of you don't appreciate the author (Ron snorted, "Yeah… the author is you after all."). Of course you don't know the story if you just read the opening and ending words. And don't laugh, Ron. It's worse than you who just read the role."
Ron stopped his laugh at instant. Harry smiled secretly to his mate.
"Anyway… I'll tell you the main story. It's about a prince of Gryffindor Kingdom whose−"
"Don't you think it isn't creative? Using the dormitory's name as a kingdom?" Ron whispered to Harry, though it's loud enough for Hermione to hear it. Harry nodded weakly.
Hermione irritated a bit but did push her emotion down. "−whose family was massacred by the enemy's kingdom."
"Can you make that Kingdom's name: Slytherin?" Ron snapped again.
"No, Ron. Prof. McGonagall won't approve the story then." Hermione answered patiently. Ron let out a soft disappointment sigh.
"And then… the boy thought that he should have revenge for his family. But, he didn't enough power and skill yet to have that revenge. So, he took a journey around the world to increase his power and skill. And then he met a girl when he was on his journey−"
"Why girls always like stories like this? I thought it does gonna be an adventurous story," sighed Harry.
"Well… though Hermione always make friend with book, at least she had had Victor Krum as her boyfriend." Ron nodded.
Hermione glared. "Stop talking about this, okay? I'll continue it. So, they fell in love to each other and…". A loud thud from both boys made Hermione stopped her sentences and then rolled her eyeball irritably. 'What again?'
Ron and Harry gawked at each other, showing disgust to one another though a slight pink colored Harry's face so he quickly looked away from Ron. "US? Fall in love?"
"Merlin, Ron! It's only in the drama! Why are you two exaggerating it too much?" Hermione let out a heavy groan. "And… are you two going to snap every each of my sentences or are you going to hear the whole story? I warn you. You'd cut my sentence for 4 times now. And we haven't even to one-fourth of it!" Hermione shot a dead glare to both of them. After made sure that the two boys shut their mouth, she's about to open her mouth again, resumed telling the story.
"I don't think that we cut you that much." Ron raised his eyebrow.
"You've cut my sentence again, Ron. And so, the princess did make the prince forget about his revenge. But then, the princess was kidnapped by the enemy's kingdom. The prince was so angry and about to−" Hermione looked up from the script and glared to both boys.
"Are you two listening to me, or not?" Hermione took her hands above her hip.
"Of course yes!" Ron answered firmly.
"Oh, really? What I see is that you're playing with Crookshanks now." Hermione glowered at Sharp-Fang-Rat-Plushy that Ron was holding. He showed it to the orange cat which was upper-cutting the plushy. Harry watched them.
Hermione coughed a bit and instructed Crookshanks to the girls' dorm which was obeyed by the cat but with aloud snarl.
"And so−" Hermione continued though she tired already with Ron's impulsive words. "… the prince went saving her. He was about to kill his enemy when unexpectedly the princess stood between him and the enemy."
"What a stupid princess!" Ron exclaimed.
"That's you, Ron. It suits you well." Harry chuckled.
"I'm not the princess! I just play her role."
Harry was about to return his statement when he felt someone glared at both of them. He turned his head to the direction and met Hermione's held a hex doll. "Should I hex both of you?" Harry and Ron gulped and laughed stupidly.
"But, unknown to the prince that there's poison on the enemy saber that he used. And so, the princess felt unconscious cause of the poison." Hermione continued.
"Can't we use wand instead of saber? We are in the school of witchcraft and wizardry, are we not?" Harry whispered to Ron.
Ron replied him with the same low voice so that Hermione didn't hear them. "Ask the author." He pointed to Hermione.
"And so, happily ever after." Hermione sighed, letting out the tiredness she should have to tell the story to her best friends.
"I know that line already." Harry cupped his chin, unregretful that he missed the ending part a bit.
"Of course you know that. You only read that line." Ron smirked.
"Oh, shut up, Ron." Harry rolled his eyes.
"That's my line to both of you." Hermione shot another death glare for the umpteenth times to both of them though she sounded calm. She looked at her watch and opened her mouth again. "Really… just to tell you the story costs two and a half hours." She sat back to her sofa, her hands on the armchair.
"Hermione, why can't we play about vampire, instead?" Ron innocently asked to the other prefect.
Hermione stood at once and hit him with the script loud at his face. A slight red of anger filled her face. "Then… why don't you re-create the script then!" After that, she stormed up into the girls' dorm.
Harry gave his best mate a there-you-go-again look and shook his head. Ginny (who was with Dean at the moment) looked up and quickly ran to the fireplace where Harry and Ron were.
Ginny asked what had happened and Ron told her the whole incident. Unfortunately for both of them, instead of supported them, Ginny scolded them (or Ron, precisely) of being rude, fool and so ignorant.
Hermione refused to talk to both of them till lunch time when the two boys finally read the script seriously while eating the meal.
TBC
Whew… finally finished it:D I wrote drabble of this chapter at Biology class. And re-write it again at home. Anyway… I think there will only 1-2 chapter(s) left. :) Hope ya enjoy it. Don't forget to review okay and tell me your opinion about this story. I'm not a paranormal who can know your feeling towards this story :).