Chp.8- Adrian and The Troll

Disclaimer- You know what I would say here, and I'm getting tired of writing it, so I won't, and say I did. All the stuff I've said before stands. Um, and Adrian is my character.

A/N- Going on, um...um...jeez can't wait to get this chappy out of the way, I have some really cool chapters written, and they include an, erm, colorful, Snape. And I give credit to Prongs (Liliana Riddle) for the idea, even though it's not till chp…10? Oh, wait, I think that's chp.11. Oh, well, check for it. I would have had The Troll as chp.9, but both chapter 8 & 9 were short, so I decided to combine them. Anyways, I'm probably boring you now, so enjoy!

"Hey Josie, that boy is staring at you, again!"

"For the last time Sam, he is not staring at me!" said Josie angrily.

"Sure... And I'm the president of the U.S." (U.SA.!)

This conversation went on in a similar pattern for the rest of breakfast.

"Break it up; leave the fighting for fighting with Malfoy. Besides, we've got to get to Transfiguration," Amanda said.

In Josie's and Sam's bickering, neither of them had noticed they got their schedules. Shrugging, they got up and went to their first class. It was really rather easy turning their matchsticks into needles, and they were the only ones who did so. During midmorning break they were familiarizing themselves with the school. As they turned a corner they heard voices.

"Leave me alone, Draco!"

"Father won't be very happy with you, getting into Ravenclaw. How low can you sink!"

The trio of girls looked at each other. They ran down the hallway, and turned another corner.

"Isn't he in our house? Not that idiot Draco, Adrian," Sam asked.

"I think so..." Amanda responded.

"Malfoy, get the hell away from him!" Josie shouted fiercely, her eyes flashing, at Malfoy.

"Why, Paul, how nice to see you," Malfoy said 'pleasantly'.

"You are the one who has sunk so low, beating up your own brother!" Josie said menacingly.

"I have no brother," Malfoy said sneering, "My brother is a disappointment."

"But, you just said you have no brother, so how could your brother be a disappointment?" Sam pointed out 'sweetly.'

Malfoy looked at her.

"Shut up, Mudblood," Malfoy sneered.

Sam turned.

"Do I need to remind you of what happened last time you said that to me? Shut up, Malfoy," she said steely.

"Touched a nerve, haven't I?" Malfoy grinned.

"Shut the fuck up, Malfoy!" Josie said, very angrily.

He just smiled smugly and turned back to Crabbe and Goyle, who were beating up Adrian.

"Let's go, before the Mudblood and her friends tell a teacher."

They left, and Sam went over to Adrian.

"Are you okay?" she asked, as she helped him up. "Do you need to go to the hospital wing?"

"Nah, Madame Pomfrey will just ask a lot of questions. Thanks, though. I'd probably be dead or something like that if you guys hadn't shown up."

Sam and the others laughed.

"I seriously doubt you'd be dead. Oh, shoot, we'd better get to Potions class before we're late!"

The four of them raced to the dungeons so they wouldn't piss off Snape on the first day. They got into their seats just in time. They spent a boring 45 minutes listening to Snape talk about what they would learn in Potions and copying down notes with the Hufflepuffs. (A/N- Snores loudly. Boring!)

Almost two months later: The days seemed to be flying by. This was probably the best school that Sam had ever gone to. The classes were great, and besides the Slytherins, the students were all nice. The day was Halloween, and Sam was very disappointed that she couldn't go trick-or- treating (Ahh, the candy!)

"The only uncool thing about the wizarding world, no trick-or- treating!"

"Relax, just conjure up some candy!"

"Yeah, but if only we were in our third year, then we could go to Hogsmeade!" The girls had heard all about it from the older girls.

"Hey, I'm hungry, and it's almost dinner time. I need food!" Amanda complained.

"Okay, let's go," Sam said, also eager for food.

They got there a few minutes before dinner, and Sam started to read one of her textbooks, for about the 50,000 time (A/N- exaggeration).

"Sam, why do you always have to be reading?" Amanda asked, sick of books.

"Because I love to read! I mean, you find out loads of things from books! Books are probably one of the top 5 things needed by the average school kid!"

"Blah, blah, blah, that's all I'm hearing. How 'bout you Amanda?"

Amanda nodded. Sam looked hurt.

"I can't help it if I love to read!" she said.

"Okay, whatever, the food just came, must eat!" Amanda happily exclaimed.

Dinner was about half way done when the doors burst open. It took a few minutes for everyone to get silent as Professor Quirell ran in, and then stopped in front of the staff table.

"Troll! In the dungeons!" he paused, gasping for breath.

"Thought you ought to know," he said, then fell into a dead faint.

After a moment of silence, screams and pandemonium followed.

"Silence!" Dumbledore thundered.

And there was silence in all the land. (A/N- Don't ask, I'm weird.)

"Prefects, take the students back to the dormitories. You shall finish your meal up there," Dumbledore continued calmly.

Everyone shuffled out of the Great Hall, following the prefects.

"Let the panic commence," Josie smiled.

"Josie, this is NOT a laughing ma..." Sam would have finished if she hadn't heard Harry say something to Ron.

"Ron, Hermione doesn't know about the troll!"

Harry and Ron ran off down a hall, and after a silent discussion, the girls followed. Turning a corner, they saw Harry and Ron locking the door to... the girl's bathroom! That's where Hermione was, last they had heard. What Ron had said… tactless. They ran towards the boys as they heard Hermione scream.

"I'll get the teachers," Sam said, turning and heading for the dungeons, hoping the teachers would still be there.

They were. Sam ran straight to Dumbledore.

"Professor... Dumbledore," she gasped out, "the troll... is in the girl's bathroom! On… the second floor."

All the teachers rushed out of the dungeons. They reached the bathroom to find Harry wiping troll boogers off his wand.

Professor Quirell took one look at the troll, and whispered, "Oh, my."

"What on earth happened here?" McGonagall exclaimed.

"Well, you see Professor," Hermione began, and launched into a straight-out lie, "I thought I could handle the troll myself, since I've read so much about them, but I was wrong. If these guys hadn't come to find me, I probably would be dead by now."

McGonagall decided to give each of them 5 points, except for Hermione, who got 5 points taken away. Sam was just surprised that Hermione had actually told a lie! They all left for their dorms, grateful they weren't in trouble, and finished their dinner (food...)

A/N- So, how'd you like it? I'm not sure whether people in Britain trick-or- treat, but oh well. CANDY! Sorry, I'm obsessed with it, my friends and I say that I'm the Almighty Ruler of Candy, Prongs is the Almighty Ruler of brownies (this will be mentioned in chp...I dunno, chapters are all screwed up right now), and Padfoot is the Almighty Ruler of Cheese (Don't Ask). Umm... VACATION! WOOHOO! Yeah, I'm on vacation, and my brothers and I each have our own computer to use, so nothing can stop me! Besides homework, softball practice, baby-sitting, sleep, and maybe some other stuff, like food! As always, R&R (read & review).