A/N - i confused nyself updating this chapter, before i post, i read and make sure there are no mistakes, and i read this one earlier, so i thought i was up to chapter eight, but its all good now, everything is in the correct order. Thanks to my reviewers, i am really happy wiht what people are saying, please tell your friends (i sound like an info-mercial) r&r
CHAPTER SEVEN
"What do we do now?"
"I dunno; what do you wanna do?"
"I dunno; what do you wanna do?"
"I dunno; what do you wanna do?"
"I dunno; what do you wanna do?"
"I dunno; what do you wanna do?"
"I dunno; what do you wanna do?"
"I don't wanna do nothing"
"I wanna laugh with Mr Malfoy"
"Yeah; hehe"
The only problem with thugs as friends is that they have the inability to think for themselves. You can not leave them alone for fear of something breaking . . . possibly their little brain power. Unfortunately they do not have the power to amuse themselves.
"I fink we should go in there and do some stuff"
"Good idea, what was the password?"
"Uuummmm, I dunno, you were supposed to 'member it"
"No, I wasn't. Mr Malfoy was"
"Yeah"
"I wonders when he'll be getting backs?"
"Yeah, I wonders"
Unfortunately, because of the lack of brains; thugs find it very difficult to 'wonders' so it's best to leave before they start 'finking'.
"Draco?"
"Yeah Potter?"
"What do your 'friends' do while you're gone?"
"I have no idea, to be perfectly frank, I don't really want to find out. So what do your so called 'friends' do while you are gone?"
"Hermione usually comes with and Ron well . . . he does Ron stuff"
"I think we'll leave it there Potter" the two continued their work, as they usually do in absence of more exiting conversation. As Harry sat, pondering his rising predicaments, and Draco sat thinking of future seduction plans, the awaited interesting conversation arrived.
"Hermione and I couldn't work out the last finding place of the ingredients"
"Well, why look so surprised? that's because you can only get the last ingredients in the muggle world"
"You knew? Why didn't you tell us? We spent hours researching it!"
Harry's mind pondered to those 'hours' they had spent researching, on the common room couch.
"Then how did you get it?"
"Have you forgotten who my father is?" Harry mumbled another insult to himself.
"What was that? Precious"
"Don't call me that"
"I'm sorry, babe"
"Bloody hell, do you ever give up?"
"Never, sugar"
"We need to find a way to get that Albino Fur; couldn't you just ask your father?"
"No, I've ordered so many boxes of that stuff already, I think he is already getting a bit worried, well, maybe that's an exaggeration. Curious more like it, well, maybe not . . ." Draco slipped into his world if depressed mumbles, brought out only by Harry's fierce whispers.
"Why can't we use any of those then? where are they?"
"I don't know! I'm not a bloody psychic! But I'll forgive you"
"Can't you just order some more then?"
"I'm not sure how exactly, I always left it up to the elves to do those dealings . . . not sure why, I'll look for some instructions . . . there will be some here . . .somewhere"
As silence fell on the nearly empty toilets, fottsteps passing the door, slightly above the cracking tiles, Draco broke the eerie peace.
"I think I found something!"
Oh great! Finally, he's useful
"Oh wait, that's not right"
I stand corrected
"There is a big section here on how you can order Albino Fur through Owls"
"Really? That's great! How long does it take?"
"Up to three months not including travel time"
"Well, that really helps"
Look at Harry, sitting there, on his nice ass
"Pass that her, le me look over the instructions."
You do that sexy
"Will you stop looking at me?"
Not any time soon
"For god's sake Malfoy"
"I'm sorry, I was immersed in thought"
About you
"I give up, are you sure you ordered that stuff?"
"Yes, positive, offcourse I wasn't rushed for time"
Why are we rushed for time again?
"Well, then we have to somehow go back to the muggle world and get it"
"That's virtually impossible"
"Virtually?"
"Yes, there are some exceptions"
"Like?"
"The portal to the muggle trade market on the other side of the forbidden forest"
"Why didn't you tell me about this?"
"Because I didn't think you cared"
"Cared? This is perfect, this is ultimately brilliant. We can just walk through the forbidden forest and get the Fur"
"If you say so"
"I'll tell Hermione tonight, we can start making the antidote now, we can add the fur last"
"Okay"
"I'll head back now and get Hermione to look over the instructions. One thing"
"Yes?"
"If it's in the muggle world? Who runs it?"
"Squibs, filthy blooded . . . but very convenient I suppose"
"Okay, I'm going, talk to you later Malfoy"
"Right back at you"
He really does look good in jeans
Harry briskly made his way back to the common room in search of Hermione, as he walked up the corridor holding the door to the Slytherin common room he noticed two big, bulky objects sitting on the floor with their fingers tapping the side of their hairy cheeks and a confused and what looked like a hint of thought cemented on their faces.
"Hi Harry, what's up with you? Quiddich training on? Finally find a girlfriend?"
"Don't be stupid Ron, don't worry about it"
"Okay, sure sure"
"Is Hermione back yet?"
"I don't think so, I've been at the Great Hall, Speaking of the Great Hall Harry, dinner will be ready soon, are you coming?"
"I'll never pass on a Hogwarts Meal"
"Hermione is probably there already, knowing her organisation"
"Yeh, you're right" As they walked down the corridor with the flow of people heading to the Great Hall, Harry and Ron kept and eye out for a head of bushy hair immursed in the crowd, but to Harry's dismay, didn't see her.
"Here we are, the best seats" Harry sat down on the wooden bench, reluctant to discuss what was on his mind with Ron, so used his surroundings as a distraction. Next to him sat a first year, looking up at the ceiling with amusement and awe on his face.
"Pretty cool heh?" Harry said, when Ron attempted to inquire about his mood.
"Y . . . you're . . . Harry . . . Harry Potter" he said, as if a light hads suddenly been flicked on in front of his eyes.
"ah, yeah, just like you or Ron" he said trying to pull the attention away from himself.
"I have all the clippings from the papers about how you saved Hogwarts and everything, you are my favourite"
"Ah, thank you, this food looks good" Harry reached out for a chicken leg and plopped it on his plate. He looked around for Hermione but couldn't see her anywhere. The first year next to him had gotten out a blank scroll and wrote:
'This is Harry Potter's auto graph'
"Uuummm, Mr Potter"
"Harry"
"Aaaar yeah, could you sign this?"
"Ah, if you want me too"
Severus Snape was watching from the staff table as Harry Potter signed scrolls for the new students
"I think Mr Potter is thinking a bit too much of himself" Snape said to Dumbledore as he got up from his seat.
"Don't be silly Severus"
"I just think we should be keeping an eye on him, you never know what he could do, after seeing you–know–who so many times, anything could change him"
"Now you are being ridiculous Severus"
"Maybe, but better to be safe than sorry" Snape stood up infront of the crowd and yelled
"Settle please students, please put all scrolls away Mr Potter" The Slytherin table sniggered evily as Harry hunched his broad shoulders down as low as they could get. Snape stood back from the stand and back to his seat.
"Where is Hermione?"
"I don't know, just eat, she'll turn up" Harry couldn't help but wonder, it wasn't like Hermione to be late, nothing like her at all. Harry looked around just to check she wasn't sitting at the other end of the table, when he saw a second year he recognised to be part of the 'Study Club'. He got up and walked around the rustling students to the seconds years ear.
"Ahh, excuse me?"
"What? Yes Harry?" Not surprised he knew Harry's name kept talking
"You're part of the study club aren't you?"
"Yeah, why? Do you want to join? Sign here and here and here and your in" Harry pushed the many scrolls out of his face and continued
"No, when did Hermione leave the meeting?"
"Hermione, she never turned up, we waited for hours in the library and she never came"
"Library? Hermione got a note saying it had been changed to the Quidditch Pitch"
"Aha, no change, maybe she's still out there waiting?"
"Oh no"