YES PEOPLE!!!! I WROTE HER SO YOU WOULD HATE HER! WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM, A
DITZ! yeesh. I hate her, you hate her, we all hate her! Lets all hold hands
and FLAME ME! lol. Yes, u r SUPPOSED to hate her, which was my intent. Just
let me continue before you flame me, because it really hurts when people
flame, for something you intentionally did. So, here goes, second chapter:
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"God, that girl was a jerk." said Hermione, a frown on her face.
"Yeah, I doubt she's in Gryffindor. She probably lied, she's definitely a Slytherin." replied Ron hotly.
"She didn't even know me and she was treating me like scum! She makes me so mad.." Harry was steaming. She had been rude, arrogant, and downright mean to him before she even got to know him. "I wouldn't be surprised if she was Malfoy's sister!"
"Let's go, everyone's leaving the train." Hermione said, getting up.
They exited the train and walked slowly to where a teacher was directing them into carriages in pairs. Harry stepped in line and couldn't believe it! The girl from the train was right in front of him and acted as though she didn't even know him! In fact, she was acting as if she didn't know where she was. Harry sighed dejectedly when he and Margo were paired together to ride in a carriage.
She stepped inside warily and even offered her hand out to help him in. He pushed it aside and pulled himself in, sitting with a huff as far away from her as he could manage.
"For goodness, sake. You shouldn't treat someone so rude without even knowing them!" she said huffily.
If Harry had been sipping a drink that he would have spit it all over the carriage. 'What are you talking about!?!? You're the one who was absolutely horrid to me before I even got to say my name!"
"You call lending a hand to help you in the carriage horrid!? What should I have done to be nice, pushed you out?" she said, staring at him with wide eyes.
"You know quite well what I'm talking about! On the train you were talking about how I was conceited and all sorts of other things. You were a troll!"
"You idiot! I've never seen you before in my life!" she retaliated.
"Yes, you have! You've gone mental, haven't you? You should be going to some kind of mental institution, not to a school where you can treat other people horribly and then act as though it never happened!"
"But it DID never happen! Oh, I'm so confused. I just got on the train and sat down and was reading for awhile when these two boys, they looked just like each other. They had bright red hair and lots of freckles. I don't remember their names, Frank and Geoffrey maybe? Anyway, they offered me some kind of candy, and I ate it. Then I began to feel very odd, and I don't remember much after that! Except for bumping into a boy when the train started, that's when I began to 'wake up' you might call it. Maybe you're right, I must be going mental." she said, a very confused look on her face.
"Don't try to blame this on Fred and George-" Harry began.
"That was their names!"
"As I was saying. You know very well how annoying and rude you were, don't lie and pin this on somebody else." he just knew she was lying, Fred and George couldn't concoct anything of that sort, she must have heard about them and decided to blame them for everything."
She was about to say something back at him when the carriages stopped and the doors opened. Harry jumped out, eager to get away from this rude, annoying, mean, and now lying girl. She leapt out behind him and walked off to Professor McGonagall, who was directing the second years and above to the great hall.
Harry made his way over to his friends and proceeded to complain about Margo. "You know, how she could possibly blame it on Fred and George, I don't know!? The git! You know what else, she-"
"Harry! You've been talking about her for ten minutes. You know, maybe Fred and George did have something to do with it, they aren't exactly known for not playing jokes. Ron, why are you so quiet?" said Hermione.
Ron coughed awkwardly and glanced at Harry. "Well, Harry, I think she's telling the truth. Fred and George have been working all summer on this new licorice stick. It, well, it makes you really nasty. They call them 'malicious munchies'." he said; a nervous smile on his face.
"Oh." mumbled Harry. "She could still be lying; I'm going to find Fred and George."
"Wait! Harry, the sorting ceremony is about to start. We'll save you a seat!" she called after him.
Harry searched over the heads of the bustling teens, but it wasn't hard to spot the two flames or red that stuck out towards the crowd. He jostled through people, getting a few nasty stares, but finally reached the twins.
"Hey, Harry! How are you? Does ickle Ronnykin need anudder diaper?" joked Fred.
"He's seems to be going through them a lot lately. His tolerance for bladder control is really depleting." said George, laughing.
"I just need to know, did you happen to give a 'malicious munchie' to a very pretty girl with blonde hair on the train?" he said, hoping that it wasn't true. if it was, he was going to come out the jerk.
"Oh, uh, yeah. But we were just having some fun, mate. Why do you ask?" said George.
"Oh, no! It's just, well, she came into our compartment, and she was really nasty and then-"
"You mean it worked!" shouter Fred joyously.
"We better get started on adding that to our order forms. Let's go find Lee, I bet we can get him to try one!" said George.
"Then let's bring him to his girlfriend! See you later Harry!" and the twins walked off.
Well, I guess I better go find Margo and apologize, though it really wasn't my fault. I mean, how was I supposed to know Fred and George really did give her something to make her mean? Still, I suppose I should still explain to her what happened, so we aren't at odds.
And with that he bobbed through the now moving crowd, trying to find the girl before they reached the great hall.
"God, that girl was a jerk." said Hermione, a frown on her face.
"Yeah, I doubt she's in Gryffindor. She probably lied, she's definitely a Slytherin." replied Ron hotly.
"She didn't even know me and she was treating me like scum! She makes me so mad.." Harry was steaming. She had been rude, arrogant, and downright mean to him before she even got to know him. "I wouldn't be surprised if she was Malfoy's sister!"
"Let's go, everyone's leaving the train." Hermione said, getting up.
They exited the train and walked slowly to where a teacher was directing them into carriages in pairs. Harry stepped in line and couldn't believe it! The girl from the train was right in front of him and acted as though she didn't even know him! In fact, she was acting as if she didn't know where she was. Harry sighed dejectedly when he and Margo were paired together to ride in a carriage.
She stepped inside warily and even offered her hand out to help him in. He pushed it aside and pulled himself in, sitting with a huff as far away from her as he could manage.
"For goodness, sake. You shouldn't treat someone so rude without even knowing them!" she said huffily.
If Harry had been sipping a drink that he would have spit it all over the carriage. 'What are you talking about!?!? You're the one who was absolutely horrid to me before I even got to say my name!"
"You call lending a hand to help you in the carriage horrid!? What should I have done to be nice, pushed you out?" she said, staring at him with wide eyes.
"You know quite well what I'm talking about! On the train you were talking about how I was conceited and all sorts of other things. You were a troll!"
"You idiot! I've never seen you before in my life!" she retaliated.
"Yes, you have! You've gone mental, haven't you? You should be going to some kind of mental institution, not to a school where you can treat other people horribly and then act as though it never happened!"
"But it DID never happen! Oh, I'm so confused. I just got on the train and sat down and was reading for awhile when these two boys, they looked just like each other. They had bright red hair and lots of freckles. I don't remember their names, Frank and Geoffrey maybe? Anyway, they offered me some kind of candy, and I ate it. Then I began to feel very odd, and I don't remember much after that! Except for bumping into a boy when the train started, that's when I began to 'wake up' you might call it. Maybe you're right, I must be going mental." she said, a very confused look on her face.
"Don't try to blame this on Fred and George-" Harry began.
"That was their names!"
"As I was saying. You know very well how annoying and rude you were, don't lie and pin this on somebody else." he just knew she was lying, Fred and George couldn't concoct anything of that sort, she must have heard about them and decided to blame them for everything."
She was about to say something back at him when the carriages stopped and the doors opened. Harry jumped out, eager to get away from this rude, annoying, mean, and now lying girl. She leapt out behind him and walked off to Professor McGonagall, who was directing the second years and above to the great hall.
Harry made his way over to his friends and proceeded to complain about Margo. "You know, how she could possibly blame it on Fred and George, I don't know!? The git! You know what else, she-"
"Harry! You've been talking about her for ten minutes. You know, maybe Fred and George did have something to do with it, they aren't exactly known for not playing jokes. Ron, why are you so quiet?" said Hermione.
Ron coughed awkwardly and glanced at Harry. "Well, Harry, I think she's telling the truth. Fred and George have been working all summer on this new licorice stick. It, well, it makes you really nasty. They call them 'malicious munchies'." he said; a nervous smile on his face.
"Oh." mumbled Harry. "She could still be lying; I'm going to find Fred and George."
"Wait! Harry, the sorting ceremony is about to start. We'll save you a seat!" she called after him.
Harry searched over the heads of the bustling teens, but it wasn't hard to spot the two flames or red that stuck out towards the crowd. He jostled through people, getting a few nasty stares, but finally reached the twins.
"Hey, Harry! How are you? Does ickle Ronnykin need anudder diaper?" joked Fred.
"He's seems to be going through them a lot lately. His tolerance for bladder control is really depleting." said George, laughing.
"I just need to know, did you happen to give a 'malicious munchie' to a very pretty girl with blonde hair on the train?" he said, hoping that it wasn't true. if it was, he was going to come out the jerk.
"Oh, uh, yeah. But we were just having some fun, mate. Why do you ask?" said George.
"Oh, no! It's just, well, she came into our compartment, and she was really nasty and then-"
"You mean it worked!" shouter Fred joyously.
"We better get started on adding that to our order forms. Let's go find Lee, I bet we can get him to try one!" said George.
"Then let's bring him to his girlfriend! See you later Harry!" and the twins walked off.
Well, I guess I better go find Margo and apologize, though it really wasn't my fault. I mean, how was I supposed to know Fred and George really did give her something to make her mean? Still, I suppose I should still explain to her what happened, so we aren't at odds.
And with that he bobbed through the now moving crowd, trying to find the girl before they reached the great hall.