Monday, December 31, 2007
Continue story (I copy and paste from internet) – Chapter 3 - 'LOVE IS THE CLOSEST THING WE HAVE TO MAGIC'
CHAPTER 3
“Hermione?”
“Hmmm.”
“Malfoy looks good this year!”
“Ginny!” I yelled in shock. She merely shrugged. It was only us girls, Ginny, Luna, and I. Luna peered over from her magazine.
“I do intend to agree with Ginny, Malfoy certainly has some looks, for a Slytherin.” Ginny and I stared at her, by surprise.
“Bloody h.ell, I be a lucky girl, if he even glances at me again!” Ginny exclaimed. All I could do was roll my eyes.
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“She’s got big knockers.”
“Ron! Who?” Harry asked, after thought.
“Hermione, what you reckon she is?”
“Meaning?”
“Size, dung bat.”
“Oh wait, HEY!” “By the looks of it, she’s probably a ‘B’”
How you know?”
“Ron, I’m a guy, I know these things.”
“What, so you saying I’m not a guy!?”
“Well…er…you never could be to sure.” Harry slurred. Ron punched his arm.
“Ow!”
“Got a nice body too, better than before.
“Definitely, way better than before, she was flat, sadly to mention.
“But mate, just look at her now!”
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“Dunno.”
“Probably eating.” At this comment, Luna thought it was humorous. She burst with tears of laughter. Ginny rolled her eyes impatiently.
“Uh-oh, there’s Lavender.” Lavender and Hermione seemed to glare at each other, daring not to blink. They passed each other, Hermione hitting her on the shoulder hard.
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“Harry and Ginny sitting on the tree S-N-O-G-G-I-N-G!”
“HERMIONE!”
“Would you bloody shut up!?”
“NO! Luna help me out here!” Luna joined in the chant.
“Argh!” Ginny yelled in frustration.
“Well at least some people are happy.” Ginny mumbled, annoyed to death.
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“It’s cold Hermione!” Ginny whined. The girls were looking for an empty carriage.
“Hush Ginny, it’ll be alright.” Hermione said soothingly, acting like a caring mother.
“Fight! Fight! Fight!” A crowd chanted in the distance.
“Wonder what’s going on?” Luna wondered aloud.
“Let’s go see!” Ginny said excitedly. Anything to get her mind off the coldness, Hermione led the way.
“Neville!” The three girls exclaimed. But nobody paid attention to them, seeing the huge crowd around two dark figures. In the middle, stood Neville and another Slytherin fist-fighting. By the looks of it a seventh year.
“Come on Tony!” A Slytherin girl screeched. The guy so called Tony didn’t have any scratches, but Neville had a few on his round face.
“Oh my god, someone help him.” Luna said, wide-eyed. Us three walked closer. Ginny walked forward, but bounced back.
“They put an invisible barrier around it!” Hermione said shocked.
“Darn those Slytherins!” Tony was just standing there, a grin on his face. Where poor Neville was been beaten up. Tony threw a punch, and hit Neville on the face. Blood oozed out.
”Aww!” Someone yelled.
“Enough!” A voice screamed. This bewildered all for an instant. Someone stepped forward, and muttered something. The invisible barrier shattered, than vanished into thin air.
“D.amn it. Right where it was the good part!” People started backing off, believing their was a teacher involved now. But no, a young female stepped through the crowd and marched advance. The wind silently blew and light brown hair swept her pale face. Grayish brown eyes peered through her glasses, she ran to Neville.
“Detention, Mr. Williams, I’ll be letting McGonagall know.”
“Who are you?” Someone asked rudely.
“That’s my business, p.iss off.” She replied, just as rudely. She started to mumble spells, healing Neville’s minor cuts. The group looked traumatized at the lady who taken charge. Luna strode over, and kneeled over.
“Is he okay?” Luna asked frantically. The young woman glanced at her intently. She nodded, than stood up. She magically put Neville on a stretcher, which appeared out of nowhere. Than they both got in a carriage. The threstals were impatiently waiting. I grabbed Luna and Ginny, and headed to the nearest carriage.
