A/N: HA the fourth chapter! Sorry it took so long, but I still had a lot of school work to do. I at least have all the lyrics I need, so hopefully writing the next chapters will be easy. I'll try my best to update sooner. Please Read and Review!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does. Now, on with the story!!!
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Chapter 4: the results are in…
A month later, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were found studying in the Gryffindor Common Room.
"When do you think the results will be posted?" Ron asked.
"I have no idea." Harry answered.
"They'll be posted later on today after lunch." Hermione stated.
"How did you know that?" Ron asked curiously, a hint of suspicion in his voice.
"McGonagall announced it this morning at breakfast. But you were running late and had to skip breakfast, so obviously you weren't able to hear the announcement." Hermione said while she rolled up her notes before sticking them in her bag.
"Oh, ok then." Ron said.
"I hope I make it. If I didn't, that ruins my whole plan." Harry thought to himself.
"Well, we should be going to Potions, or Snape will have our heads." Hermione said while shouldering her book bag.
Harry and Ron nodded, and packed up their stuff. They grabbed their bags and left the common room for the dungeons.
They made it to Snape's room, lining up with all the Gryffindors.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Potty and Weasel." Draco Malfoy sneered at them. "Still hanging around Mudbloods I see. The stain will surely never come out now." Malfoy smirked, seeing Harry and Ron resisting the urge to curse him.
The door suddenly opened, a cold voice called "Enter" as they filed in.
The Potions room looked as grimy and horrible as ever. The eerie smell was grotesque.
"Settle down now." Professor Snape called. He took roll call and handed back essays.
"I hope your next homework is better. If these were to be your N.E.W.T.'s, many of you would have failed." Professor Snape leered at them.
Harry looked at his essay. There was a black spiky D. Harry glanced at Ron, who was staring at his grade with a grim expression.
"What did you get?" Harry whispered to Ron.
"I got a D. You?" Ron asked back.
"D." Harry mumbled.
"What about you Hermione?" Ron asked.
"An E." Hermione said disappointedly.
"Not bad. Better than ours. We both got D's." Ron stated.
"Oh, well, I suppose you'll just try harder next time then." Hermione said.
"Now class, today we will be mixing the potion known as Mortock El Losdre. Instructions are on the board. Ingredients can be found in the store cupboard." Snape said.
"So Hermione, why again did you not want to participate in the show?" Ron asked after they came back with the necessary ingredients.
"I have more important matters to deal with, like S.P.E.W." Hermione answered Ron.
"Oh well, suit yourself." Ron remarked.
They worked for over an hour till it was almost time to go.
"Time's up. Step away from your cauldrons." Snape directed toward the class.
There was a scuffle noise as chairs scraped on the floor. Professor Snape passed each cauldron with the same look on his face, mainly writing down comments and grades on some parchment.
He worked his way over to Harry, Ron, and Hermione, who stared silently back at him. Snape lingered a moment at Harry's potion, but continued on with the same expression upon his face.
"Class is over. You may go." Snape said.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione headed toward the Great Hall to lunch. A few minutes later, they were joined by Fred and George.
"Hello everyone!" Fred greeted them while helping himself to lunch.
"How are you lot doing?" George asked.
"Fine. You?" Harry asked back.
"We're doing great. We're just waiting for the Talent Show results to come out." Fred and George both answered at the same time.
"You guys participated in this Talent Show?" Hermione inquired, her eyebrow raised.
"Of course. This should be fun. Don't you think so?" Fred asked.
Hermione snorted into her crackers. "Are you kidding me? Why should I make a mockery of myself?" Hermione questioned them, an incredulous look on her face.
"Suit yourself." George said.
"Attention!" Professor McGonagall called.
Everyone looked up at the staff table.
"The results for the Talent Show are now posted―"
Professor McGonagall didn't even finish as there was a flurry of students rushing to their dormitories.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, and George used secret passageways to avoid the crowd. Soon, they were upon the seventh floor.
"Password?" The Fat Lady asked.
"Flobous Nogous." They chorused.
"Correct" The Fat Lady said smiling.
They climbed in as the Fat Lady swung close. There was a crowd forming already as they made their way over to the notice board. Hermione, being smaller than the rest of them, squeezed her way into the crowd to view the notice board. She stayed there for over a minute, and then came back, her face showing no emotion.
"Well?" Ron asked.
Hermione turned toward all of them. She still had no emotion on her face. "Do you really want to know?" Hermione asked.
"Yes!" They chorused.
"Well guys, just remember to be good sports if one of you didn't make it ok?" Hermione asked.
"OK! Just tell us the results Hermione." They chorused.
Hermione took a deep breath. "Ok. Well, the final results are…."
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A/N: Muahahahahaha!!! Another cliff hanger!!!! Sorry, though, I had to do it. Sorry for taking to long to update again. I'll try harder to update next time. Till next time! Please review!!!
