Harry sneezes on Ron and Bogies go all over his face.
Ron: Ewe, Bogies.
Harry: Sorry, Mate.
Ron scraps said bogies off his face and wipes them on Malfoy.
Malfoy: Potty Bogies! Potty Bogies! Pothead Snot!
Flamed-heart goes and gets a tissue and wipes the bogies off Draco. She hands the bogy filled tissue to J. K. Rowling.
Flamed-heart: Here, I think this is yours.
J. K. Rowling: No, you can keep it. That's fine.
Flamed heart: Oh, but they belong to you, you should keep them.
Passes tissues back and forth.
Forsaken Munky steals tissue and laughs evilly.
J. R. & Flamed-heart: she can have it.
I own Amanda and Jacob and the term Intremance. Forsaken Munky owns Tyren Raimeodo.
Another 20 cents added to the Flamed heart bank of stupidity.
A Few minutes later, they found Hermione in the library. She was crying into Malfoy's chest. Ron, Harry, and Ginny all carefully stepped into hitting range.
"Hermione, Ron has something to say." Said Ginny cautiously
Hermione turned around, revealing her swollen red eyes and the tears streaming down her face.
"Hermione, I don't understand you at times and you, well, you see, I –err—I don't want to lose you as a friend and you seem to know what your doing. I just don't want to see you hurt. I love you, " Malfoy glares at Ron for the last statement, "so I'll respect your relationships. I won't stop you, I won't like it, but I won't stop you."
Hermione slowly let a smile cover her tear-stained face. "Thank you, I love you too." she said with partial sarcasm.
"I hate to break up the happiest moment in all the history of Hogwarts, but we have to be at the front doors in fifteen minutes." Added Draco
They began running throughout the castle to the front doors. They got there just as the therestal pulled carriages were loading. Ginny parted from the company.
In the CarriageThey sat in uncomfortable silence for several minutes. Finally, Draco changed the atmosphere from uncomfortable to extremely uncomfortable. He began kissing Hermione's neck and shoulder. They were permitted to wear anything as long as it was decent. Hermione was wearing a hot pink spaghetti strap top with black hip huggers with a pair of black and hot pink converses.
"Must you do that here?" said Ron desperately
"Well, I prefer privacy, Draco stop." Said Hermione as she squirmed in Draco's lap.
"And no one asked my opinion. I'm offended." Draco said sarcastically
Ron glared at Draco for a moment but cease when Hermione shot him a warning glare.
The rest of the ride down to Hogsmeade was a little easier. They only had one other spaffle. It was between Ron and Draco about 'Eyeing Hermione'. Who knew that Draco was so defensive?
When the finally made it to their destination, they unloaded the carriages and walked to the newly formed circle around Amanda and some chick.
"What's going on now?" asked Ron eyeing the girl.
She was quite the interesting type. She looked slightly different than most people. She was carrying a soccer ball under her right arm, and did she have tattoos? In fact, she did. She had an Egyptian ankh tattooed to the base of her neck. At her feet was a large white cat with tan splotches. It was missing an eye. probably from a prior fight.
If you looked closer to her appearance you could see that she had certain radiance. She had beautiful olive tone skin. Her eyes were olive green. Her thick hair was black with a white streak through the front. Her hair was curly at the ends. She looked about twenty years old.
The girl was wearing a wide strapped halter-top, a pair of baggy black jeans with a chain here or there. Everything she was wearing was black. 'She must be gothic' went thought the minds of several of the students.
Amanda began to speak. "Hello, my students, I would like for you to meet my partner. She is one of the managers here at the training center A.K.A. Auror Boot Camp. Her Name is Tyren Aramaraleen Raimeodo." (A/N: It's pronounced tearin and the rest pretty much sounds like it's spelt.)
Tyren gave a smile that could and did melt almost every boy.
Yes, my friends, she was a vixen.
"Hello, nice to meet all of you." Began Tyren "Welcome to the Hogsmeade Auror training camp, or as the muggle borns have come to know it as Auror Boot camp. Any Questions?"
Seamus was intrigued by her voice. It was smooth and slightly seductive. The soccer ball got his attention, too. He loved Soccer or as you would say in Europe, football. Her attire was a give away that she was quiet natured which Seamus enjoyed in a girl.
Seamus's voice betrayed him and asked, "How old are you?"
"I'm twenty. Amanda here is only three years younger but she exceeds me in the under cover field. How long have you been here, three years?" she turned and asked
"Yes, and the minimum years to be here to get under cover missions is 24 months. I've worked here for 38 months, which is three years and two months, and Tyren has been here for a year and a half. So she has six months to go."
Ok, next question." Tyren asked the large group
"If you are her partner, then don't both work on the same missions?" asked a Hufflepuff
"Good question, sometimes but most of the time we can work on separate missions. She originally trained me and we began to work together. Partners are paired through the way they interact. We were good friends so we got paired. This way if she or I get in a bad spot, we can call the other and they can help us."
Seamus looked at Tyren carefully; she looked back and found his gaze. She felt that bubble in your stomach that signifies a crush. But she realized that he was a student and that being an Auror wouldn't be a good relationship. Mainly for the fact that she would be working all hours of the day.
Amanda led them into the building. They stopped in a room that had a wall completely made of tinted glass. A young man was standing in the other room. Amanda looked at the young man in the room with a little hint of glaze in her eyes, signifying that she was remembering when she trained there.
"This man is Alexander North. He is a new Auror that is training here. He will be changing his curriculum today, though. He has come a long way from where he began. He started out with just deatheaters. Now he is being upgraded to Vampires and Werewolves. As I've explained before, not all vampires are evil or good. We have a Romanian Vampire who works for the Ministry. Charles?"
A man with long black hair walked into the room. Tyren's eyes widened slightly in alarm She slowly took a step back. When she had been trained, she failed miserably against the Vampires. She feared them although she was so much like them.
"Thank you young Amanda." Said the stately Vampire
"Your quite Welcome, Charles."
"May I speak to you?" asked Tyren
They walked to an uninhabited corner to speak.
"Amanda, do you not remember what I said about Vampires?"
"Actually, I do and I believe this might help you with that fear of yours."
"Well, I don't think that will work."
"Fine."
"Anyways, I was wondering about your problem."
"You mean the Potion?"
"Yeah"
"Oh, yeah, -err-well, when do you think you can finish?
"One month"
"Good, Because, I really need it. I had a Premonition last night. In a month, Voldemort will guess who I am and try to kill me. But he does. I don't want to kill Jacob."
"He won't die. You'll be an Intremance as soon as we complete the making of the Potions. We have to have one for Frost, too."
"Thanks"
"Anytime, oh and speaking of the time, How long until I get to undercover work?"
"Six months, why?"
"Damn, I was hoping that you had forgotten and I could substitute two weeks until I get to do undercover work."
"Sorry, Tyr."
"That's ok. Let's get back to work. I don't think Your Fiancé can hold out to much longer."
"I think your right."
Jacob was standing in front of the group trying to keep them quiet with failed attempts.
"Jacob get the back part of the group, Tyr, front left, I'll take the front right." Called Amanda
They all tackled the students to silence. Each 7th year sported a piece of spell-o-tape over his or her mouth by the end of it all.
"Charles, could you please step in with Alexander. Poor boy, He looks terrified."
The Vampire walked out the same door. He entered and into the room opposite the glass. Amanda pressed a button on the wall right to the glass wall.
"Begin."
The young man and the vampire began circling each other. Alexander waved his wand and a jet of purple sparks emitted from his wand. Charles darted from the sparks with ease. The vampire scrambled forward, attempting to bite the boy. Tyr squealed slightly at the failed attempt. Amanda searched the boy for fault as he fell bum first to the floor. Charles was hovering above him watching him closely.
"Enough"
Charles stood up and offered a hand to the boy. The boy took it willing.
"Until next time we meet Alex, my boy." Stated the Vampire
"Bye, Charles"
Amanda looked over the 7th years.
"Now this was his first attempt to defeat a vampire. Soon, he will be able to beat the vampire easily."
Jacob stood by the door as the students all went through it to the next training room. By the end of the day, they had seen the entire campus. They had seen the entire life of a training auror.
"You know, Minerva, These paintings are a lot smarter than James and I gave them credit for. I haven't had such an intelligent conversation with a painting since my Hogwarts days. But in those days, it was over plotting against the caretaker." Said Sirius to a Mildly intrigued McGonagall.
"Yes, I believe so. Oh, and I believe you have guests."
Sirius turned to the door to see his Godson, a tall boy with flaming Red hair, and a quite beautiful lassie.
"Ah, I see. You know, it's been," he paused to look at a nearby clock, "20 hours since you saw me yesterday."
"We know, but we thought that you enjoyed our visits, since you can't exactly roam the halls." Said a conveniently smart Hermione
"We also wondered if you would like to hear about our Auror training trip."
"Oh that would be delightful."
Ron started the event by saying 'It was pretty cool.' Harry said slightly more detailed than Ron. Hermione took the cake. She seemed to have begun a reenactment of the trip. About a forth into it they stopped Hermione.
"But I wasn't finished." She pouted
"WE know!" Said both boys at the same time.
"Well, are you or are you not going to ask my opinion on this matter. I personally share Miss Granger's thirst for knowledge." Said Dumbledore from his painting, winking at Hermione.
"See." Reacted Hermione
"See what?" asked Ron retorting the question
"That I'm not the only one in this school who cares about grades. Draco does too, and instead of being bewitched by that Veela we watch an Auror try to take down, He was keeping to the lesson!"
"Ok, no need to get defensive. We're just guys." Said Harry
"Yeah it's in our nature or something like that." Said Ron
"I'm okay, just a little frustrated." Said Hermione
"With what?" asked Sirius
"A lot of things."
"Well, it's not my business."
"Thank you"
The group of seventeen year olds left for their common room and ultimately to sleep. Harry, Ron, and Hermione wondered, quite happily, without worries of filch trying to get them expelled.
They made it to the portrait hole only too soon. They walked aimlessly to their respectable rooms. All fell asleep easily.