Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ HP and the PS and more ❯ Spiders ( Chapter 2 )

A/N: Ok so like here’s the next chapter, even though that was like what, 7 chapters of the book…dang that’s almost half the book

Disclaimer: Don’t own Harry Potter, though I do Own Myou and Ami and their family, and my friend owns Ruthian

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After everyone had finished eating, Dumbledore rose again to speak. “Ahem, just a few more words now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term notices to give you.

“First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils. And a few of our older students should note this as well.” Myou laughed as Dumbledore’s twinkling eyes strayed to the Weasley twins, who Arthur had introduced her to.

“I have also been asked by Mr. Flinch to remind you all that no magick is aloud to be used between classes in the corridors.

“Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term. Anyone interested in playing for their house teams should contact Madam Hooch before the deadline.

“And one last note, that I have to make. I must tell that this year the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a very tragic, painful death.”

Myou turned to Blaise. “Is he serious?”

He shrugged. “I don’t see why not. This is Hogwarts afterall.”

She looked taken aback for a few seconds, then Dumbledore spoke again. After which they were made to sing a ridicules song that made Myou, who was still feeling quite ill from the not so friendly Slytherins, smiled and laugh as she sang.

After that, a Slytherin Prefect named James Adams showed them to the Slytherin common room, which was (not surprisingly in Myou’s case) in the dungeons, and the password?

“Gryffindor Scum.”

Myou rolled her eyes as the portrait moved aside, and she was struck dumb by the passageway to the Slytherin common room. High ceiling, which was leaking, and green lights?

Blaise, who was walking beside her, smirked. “It gets better, don’t worry.”

And boy was he right. The common room was large, the ceiling high, and covering in fancy chairs and couches, tables, and a fire place. All of the furniture was green and silver, and absolutely beautiful.

And her bed? Soft mattress, covered in sliver and green blankets, silk sheets, it was perfect in her view. However, who she was bunking with? Not so perfect. Pansy Parkinson, Millicent Bulstrode, Daphne Greengrass, and Tracey Davis. All of them were from pure-blood(1) families…and none of them were happy to be in the same room as Myou.

Myou tried to smiled. “Hi…”

Daphne looked over at Myou and sighed. “For goodness sake.” She whispered with a glare at Pansy. “Hi. I’m Daphne. I’m sorry for Jasmine,” Daphne whispered to Myou, “she was a bit of a you know what at dinner tonight.”

Myou was delighted to say the least, that Daphne was friendly to her. “It’s ok really!”

Daphne shook her head. “Don’t let the girl walk all over you, if you give her the chance, she will do it, and it will hurt, ok? She knows just the right buttons to push.”

“Hey, Ami, whats wrong?” Mandy asked her new friend, who was laying on her bed, a look of concentration upon her face.

Ami shook her head. “Just thinking. My sister got placed in Slytherin and it seems that only the last boy sent there…Zabini, was being nice to her…just thinking if she’s ok.” She sighed and looked around. “I feel kinda bad, I’m so used to protecting her, you know?”

Mandy smiled at her friend. “Don’t worry, if she’s half as tough as you, I’m sure she’ll do fine!”

Ami bit her lip as she tried to go to sleep after that, however, she was still worried. She had babied her baby sister all her life, and now couldn’t be there for her when someone was being mean. And of course Myou, being shy and quiet, wouldn’t stick up for herself.

The girl sighed and decided she would think of something later, when she wasn’t so tired, and with that thought, she drifted into a fitful sleep.

“Harry, I’m worried for Myou,” Sounded Ruthian’s voice from beside Harry’s bed.

The-boy-who-lived sighed and put on his glasses. “Ruthian don’t worry, she’ll be fine. I’m sure she can handle herself with the Slytherins. Go to sleep, ok? Big day tomorrow. Remember, classes start, don’t want to fall asleep.”

Ruthian sighed at Harry. “You’re right, sorry to wake you.” She whispered, before turning around and leaving.

She walked slowly back to her bed and laid down, but did not sleep. She was worried for the kind girl who could see through her glamour. The girl just didn’t seem the type to be put there, in Slytherin, with all of those mean looking people. Ruthian just hoped Myou could make friends, seeing as that was all she wanted in the first place…

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Maye looked at the rest of her room mates as they all readied themselves for bed. “Hannah…you think that Myou girl’s alright in Slytherin?…they didn’t appear to be to nice towards her.” She ran her hand through her pale blonde hair, which was a mess, like always.

Hannah shriveled her nose in distaste. “I feel sorry for her…she’s the first, and only muggle-born ever to get into Slytherin. I heard that most of them don’t even like muggle borns, and neither do their parents.” Hannah looked around, making sure no one was listening, before she continued, “a lot of Slytherins have parent’s in Azkaban for help out you-know-who. Of course, it’s not just Slytherin,” She added quickly. “but the majority is.”

Maye shivered, and her brown/green eyes darkened slightly. “I’d hate to be a muggle born in there then. I wonder if she’s ok with this? You think she’ll make many friends?”

Hannah smiled as she laid down. “Sure! I' ll introduce myself tomorrow! Now,” she said with a yawn, “let’s get some sleep!”

The night was a strange one for Harry indeed. After Ruthian had left his bedside (how she had even gotten in there was a puzzle to him) he went into fitful dreams. In the dream, he was wearing Professor Quirrell’s, and it kept…talking to him, telling him that he must get resorted into Slytherin at once, because it was his destiny. Harry told the turban (why was he talking to a turban anyway?) that he didn’t want to be in Slytherin; it got heavier and heavier; he tried o pull it off but it tightened painfully around his head.

And there was Malfoy, laughing at him as he struggled with it, then Malfoy turned into the scary potions master, Snape, whose laugh became high and cold, making the-boy-who-lived shiver. There was then a green light and Harry awoke, sweating and shaking.

He rolled over and fell asleep again, and the next day when he awoke…he couldn’t recall the dream at all, except for the bright green light, but that was his usual nightmare of when his parents had died.

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Myou decided to wake up early the next day, so she wouldn’t have to deal with Pansy or the other rude girls. However, she was in no such luck as she was awakened by the girl she spoke to last night, Daphne. “Myou! Myou, get up! You’re going to be late!”

Myou opened her eyes suddenly. “What! But I set my alarm clock-”

“Pansy must have un-set it, come on, or else I’ll be late to!”

Myou groaned, it was a good thing she was an early riser, or else this would be hell, not that it wasn’t. She quickly got up and threw on her robes, she didn’t even have time to take a shower; she grabbed her brush and stuff (which she had set out yesterday) she and her friend barely made it to class before it started.

Myou glared at Pansy, who was glaring at Daphne, who was glaring back at Pansy. Myou rolled her eyes and turned to the teacher as he started to give a lecture.

After her first class, she saw a grumpy old man with a cat with blood red eyes glaring at some students. She found out that this mad was named Argus Flinch, and it was the aspiration of every student in Hogwarts to give that cat, Mrs. Norris, one good old kick to the stomach.

It wasn’t until on her way to lunch (which she had to walk alone because Daphne’s other friends didn’t want to hang out with Myou, and Myou said she didn’t mind), that she had an interesting encounter. A Hufflepuff girl came up to her then, and began to introduce herselves.

“My names Hannah! Yyou’re Myou, right?” she asked

“Yes, that's me.”

“So how are those Slytherins treating you?”

Myou smiled at the shy looking girl. “They’re ok. I made friends with two of them, the rest just ignore me.”

“Hey! Myou, come on, we’re gonna be late for lunch!” Blaise called as he ran up to where Myou was talking. “Hello, Hufflepuff.” He greeted with a nodding of the head.

She glanced at Blaise briefly, before nodding her head in return. “Slytherin,” she greeted. “Make sure no ones mean to her, kay?” She added before returning to her table.

“What was that about?” Blaise questioned as he led Myou to the Slytherin table.

Myou smiled at him. “Just some friends saying hi, nothing else. Come on, let’s sit by Daphne!”

Blaise laughed slightly to himself and aloud the young girl to drag him to her only other Slytherin friend, Daphne. “Ew, Daphne! Why do we have to sit with her!?” He laughed out in mock disgust.

Daphne looked up and smiled, only to fake shrivel her nose in repulsion, “Ew, its Blaise. Myou really, the company you keep is sickening!”

The three friends laughed and sat down to eat, however their laughter died when Malfoy and his two bodyguards (who couldn’t guard anything to save their lives) sat in front of Myou. “Daphne, not you to? Why must you lower yourself so? I mean, speaking to this pathetic mud-blood, and her would-be lover? Surly you can do better then this?”

Daphne glared, as well as Myou and her ‘would-be lover’. “Malfoy…why don’t you just…sod off.” Daphne hissed in an angry voice.

“Don’t talk to me like that, or I swear you’ll regret it.” Malfoy threatened in a voice barley even a whisper.

“Don’t threaten my friends, Malfoy, or…”

“Or you’ll have me to pay!” Ami walked up behind her sister. She was walking by to say hi to her twin and overheard the conversation. “Remember what I told you on the train, Malfoy?”

Malfoy sneered up at the girl. “Mind your own, girl.”

“What seems to be the problem, Ms. Belfair?” Professor McGonagall stepped up from behind Ami, as if she had sensed the trouble in the making.

Ami forced a smile. “Nothings wrong, professor, I was just seeing how my sister was doing.” She said, lying perfectly well for someone so young. “See you sis!” She said with cheer, not even bothering to glare at Malfoy before she left.

After McGonagall left, Malfoy sneered at Myou. “You’re sisters a git.”

Her eyes widened and she felt anger consume her. She literally pounced over the table to punch Malfoy. “Don’t you talk bad about my sister!”

Harry Potter was the first one to reach for Myou and drag her off a smirking Draco.

“Holy crap, nice right hook.” He said smirking at Malfoy.

“Myou Belfair! To strike another student is forbidden! Detention for a week, and 10 points from Slytherin.”

“He called my sister a git! He deserved it!” Myou said as McGonagall grabbed her arm to lead her away.

The professor looked at Malfoy, who was glaring at Myou. “Then he will have detention to for three days, and 5 more points from Slytherin! Lunch is over, get to class!”

Myou had to spend detention with Snape and Malfoy, cleaning cauldrons and labeling potions. This was Hell for her, especially sense Malfoy did nothing and never got in trouble for it.

All to soon, Friday cam along and Myou felt a little bit happier, today she was going to have double potions with the Gryffindors, which meant she would get to see her friend Ruthian, who she hadn’t gotten to talk to since they were sorted into different houses.

Friday came all to quickly for Ron and Harry, however it was a special day for them both. They had managed to get to the Great Hall for the first time without getting lost even once.

“What class do we have today?” Harry asked his friend, pouring sugar into his porridge.

“Ugh! Double potions with the Slytherins!” Ron replied with a groan. “Snape is head of the Slytherin house, and they say he favors those slimy gits. I guess we get to see if it’s true now.”

Harry gave a snort. “I wish McGonagall favored us.” McGonagall was the head of Gryffindor house, however that didn’t stop her from giving them piles of homework the day before.

The owls flew in then, and Harry got a letter from Hagrid, asking him if he would like to visit for tea at three because Harry had Friday afternoons off. Harry replied yes, then he and Ron, along with Ruthian, set out for Potions with the Slytherins.

With that, Harry had found he was wrong about Snape. At first, he had thought the man disliked him, but that wasn’t true at all; no, in fact, Snape, hated him.

Harry and his two friends had found Myou quickly. She was with two Slytherins friends who, when Harry showed up, excused themselves.

“Harry! I’m still mad at you for pulling me off Malfoy! I only got one punch in!” She laughed as she fake punched Harry in the arm.

All of them laughed together before entering Snape’s class. That was Harry first noticed that Ron looked almost scared. “Ron, why are you so nervous?”

Ron looked at him. “Nervous? Me nervous? I’m not nervous! Nope, not nervous at all!” He laughed, once again sounding nervous.

Harry raised a brow at him. “Whats in the bag?”

Ron looked at the bag in his hands and gave a nervous chuckle. “Nothing important!”

Snape then started the class, first taking roll, he paused at Harry’s name. “Ah, yes, Harry Potter, our new-celebrity!” he said softly, he then finished taking roll, not stopping again.

Then, Ron, who was sitting next to Harry, started to open up the bag, then gave a loud scream. “Spiders!” He jumped back and landed on the floor. He threw the bag and it hit Snape; hundreds of spiders were crawling out of it.

While everyone in the room (except Ruthian, who was snickering, and Snape, who was trying to get the students to settle down) were running around screaming about the spiders, three figures snuck into the room. They walked up to Ruthian, then led her to the potions cupboard. “Spiders?” The elf asked, her voice holding a snickering tone.

Fred and George smiled at each other, then Fred spoke. “Alexis’s idea!”

“Bloody brilliant of her!” George added.

The girl, Alexis, was Fred and George’s best friend. She smiled at Ruthian and pushed her long chocolate brown hair away from her face. “It was nothing. All I had to do was steal Ron’s teddy bear and threaten that if he didn’t open that bag in class he would never see the raggy thing again.”

Ruthian laughed again. “But spiders?”

“He’s deadly afraid of them.” Fred supplied.

“Yeah, we play pranks on him with gummy ones sometimes!” George gave a laugh. “Ok, now to business!”

Alexis’s amber eyes glowed as she picked up the first potion, and drew magical crayons from her robes. “Alright, our mission: mess up all of these potion labels, so we don’t have to finish that homework assignment! Now, if you three would be so kind as to…?”

The three other Gryffindors nodded and took some crayons, then began to get to work. In about five minutes all of the potion labels were decorated with flowers and rainbows and bunny rabbits.

“I think our work here is done!” Ruthian said as she peak out the door, seeing if anybody was looking.

“Hey Ruthian, what are these symbols?” Alexis asked, looking at once of the potions that Ruthian had marked. “They look familiar…”

Ruthian shook her head, “Nothing,” She answered. “Ok, the coast is clear, let’s go.”

The four students started to sneak out of the cupboard, and Snape started to turn for them, until Ron fell on top of him, screaming out: “Spiders! No! The spiders are trying to eat me!” He stole a glance at Alexis and glared before screaming again.

Ruthian smirked as the three third years snuck safely out of the room.

“Everyone, QUIET!” Snape yelled out finally, getting everyone to stop moving.

“Sir, if I may? They're enchanted gummy spiders.” Spoke the bossy girl Hermione.

Snape glared at her. “And how, pray tell, do you know this?”

Hermione raised a brow. “Because, Professor, their eating each other.” She said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Surely enough, the gummy spiders were ripping each others gummy bodies apart.

Snape looked a bit flushed. “Enough of this childishness! Ron Weasley, this is your brothers’ doing, isn’t it?” He said calmly, staring down the boy who was sitting on the floor still.

Ron blush. “No sir, it was-”

“Me, I did it.” Myou spoke up from her spot by the cauldron shelf. “I switched out Ron’s bag with the one with the spiders and well…it was my fault sir.” She saw Ron flash her a thank smile, and she bit back one of her own.

“Well then, Miss Belfair, detention, for two weeks, and 5 points from Slytherin.” He said sharply.

There was knocking on the classroom door and Snape walked to it briskly. “Can I help-” A loud exploding sound was heard and then beautiful flowers and rainbows, bright colored streamers and girly sparks fell around Snape and he gave a loud yell, loud enough to shake the walls it seamed. “FRED, GEORGE…ALEXIS,” he then roared, “50 points from Gryfindor for each of you!”

“Had to use your 'blast of girly sunshine’, didn’t you?” Fred whispered from around the corridor.

“It always gets us caught!” George then complained.

“But it was from the first major prank I ever pulled! And I must say, it's still the best!” She hissed back at them. “And besides, it's not called that, it’s called my little blast of girly sunshine for the everyday-”

“‘Dark and gloomy place’ yeah we know.” Fred and George filled in, cutting her off. They then smiled and each put an arm around her shoulder. “Should we turn tail and run before he finds us?” Fred asked, only slightly kidding.

Alexis was the first to turn and start running. “Of course you dolts!” She yelled back to them.

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Harry, Ron, and Ruthian started walking back from Hagrid’s a few hours before dinner started. “I wonder what was in that vault that someone wanted to steal.” Harry whispered to his friends.

“Probably something important, I heard Dumbledore trust Hagrid more then he trust almost all of the teachers, with the exception of Professor McGonagall.” Ruthian whispered back.

“Now remember Longbottom, you have to hang onto that branch for at least an hour to hang out with us.” Said a voice not to far away. “Hey! Wait up Ruthian!” It was Alexis’s voice. She came running from a tree where a boy was hang onto a limb.

The three stopped and Ruthian laughed. “You guys aren’t really going to let him hangout with you if he holds on for an hour, are you?”

The Weasley twins and Alexis exchainged looks, then burst out laughing. “Are you kidding?”

“Of course not!” George finished his brothers sentence.

“Besides,” Alexis started, “He wont be able to, we bewitched the tree. Fifty-five minutes from now, Mr. Longbottom will fall, and we wont have to hang out with him.” Alexis noticed that Ron was glaring at her. “What is it Ronny-Poo?”

“Can I have it back now!?! You said if I opened that bag and distracted Snape you’d give it back!”

“You’re right! I did say that, and I am a woman of my word! I put it in your room.” She answered with a wave of the hand.

“However,” Fred began.

“Me and Fred never said we wouldn’t-” George supplied.

“Take it back.” Both twins laughed as Ron gasped at him.

“But, but, but…Myou got detention for two weeks because of that!”

“Wait, who’s Myou?” Alexis asked, putting a finger to her chin. “And why did she get detention and not you.”

“Oh, Myou’s a friend of mine,” Ruthian cut in, “she told Snape she switched Ron’s bag and it was her doing so she got in trouble instead.”

“Hey, Ruthian,” Ron turned to the elf, “How do you know Alexis anyway? I mean, she lives with me, so I have to know her, but how did you meet her?”

Alexis glared at Ron for a second, then replied, “Met on the train. She was having trouble with her stuff and Fred and George were helping someone else at the time, so I helped her.”

“Oh, that was me they were helping.” Harry said, finally finding his way into the conversation.

“Wait a second…you’re Harry Potter?”

Harry blushed. ‘not this again, why is everyone obsessed with me?’ “Yeah I’m Harry Potter.” He answered.

“You mean your father was the James Potter!?”

Harry, a little started, gave her a confused look. “Um…yeah that was my dad.”

“Oh my God! I’m such a fan of your dad’s work and-“

“What?” Harry gave a confused grunt, “I don’t understand…?”

“Alexis we’ve got to go…remember that…thing?” Fred said, pulling her away from Harry.

Her eyes sparkled. “Oh yeah! We’re not to late, are we?” She said in a low and mischievous voice.

“Not yet,”

“but soon,”

“We better hurry then,” Alexis turned to Ruthian, “bye, see you later!”

“Wait! What are you three planning this time? Anything I should know about?” Ruthian asked, grabbing Alexis’s arm to stop her from leaving.

The other girl smirked. “Well, we have to make sure we get to the food first! You see, we picked Professor Snape’s name out of a hat-”

“Course, it was the only name in the hat,” Fred cut in.

“And well...you know how Snape likes, order? Well...you’ll see. Come on you guys, let’s go!”

Ruthian, Ron, and Harry watched the trio leave as they laughed. For some reason, none of them could wait to see Snape today at dinner.

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“Hey! Ami wait up!” Mandy called and ran over to her friend.

The other girl turned towards Mandy, who was walking with a guy with short spiky red hair and bright emerald eyes. “Hey Mandy, who’s your friend?”

“This is my new friend Liam.”

“It’s nice to meet you. I’ve been in Japan on an exchange program, and I was supposed to get here about a week ago.” He said, jutting out his hand for her to shake. “However, muggle transportation just sucks.”

Ami didn’t take the hand. “I’ll be sure to tell that to my muggle parents.” She brushed past him and walked into the Great Hall. She took her normal seat and began talking to a person across from her.

Liam walked in a few seconds later and sat by her. “I’m sorry if I offended you.” He told her, “What did you say you’re name was?”

Ami glared at him. “That’s just it, I didn’t, now if you don’t mind, I would like to eat my dinner in peace.”

Unfortunately, no such peace would come to anyone in the Great Hall tonight, especially the one and only Severus Snape.

Dinner for the professor started out like any other night. He sneered at Quirrell, glared at the Gryffindor table, but the moment he took a drink form his glass of Firewhiskey, he became to feel...strange to say the least.

The food appeared moments later and Snape did a very uncharacteristic thing...he reached into the piles of food and began stuffing every kind of sweet imaginable into his mouth without a seconds pause.

Cakes and cookies, brownies and pies. He picked up every bean of Bettie Bott’s ever flavor bean he could reached. He grabbed chocolate frogs and pumpkin pastries, ice mice and ever some jelly slugs.

He then reached for the meat and grabbed gigantic legs of turkey and chickens and viciously tore at them, ripping the meat from the bones, not caring if anything fell from his mouth of not.

He then downed his drink in one gulp, and when the bewitched glass filled again, he poured the alcohol down his throat once more.

“Professor Snape? Is everything ok?”

Snape looked up at McGonagall, then around the Great Hall. Everyone was staring at him and he turned red and shook his head furiously. “Nope, nothings wrong, Professor.”

He was appalled at his own language and blinked in surprise. “I’ve got to go do a thing with a girl...bye! Um...” He stood. “I say 50 points should go to Gryffindor for the amazing show of enchantments used today in potions class! Congratulations Fred, George, and Alexis!” With that, he immediately ran from the Great Hall and to his private cambers.

Said three Gryffindors burst out laughing then excused themselves, saying they were ‘disturbed beyond reason’ and ‘needed to do homework’ and followed the teacher to his chambers, to which the portrait wasn’t closed.

“What was I thinking! These blankets are plain! Boring! Absolutely!” Snape took out his wand and turned the offending blankets neon orange.

He unalphabetized his books, splashed bright pain onto the walls, threw his papers all over the floor, ripped up his pillows, knocked over all of the chairs, gave the Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs, and Ravenclaws ‘A’s, and failed the Slytherins.

At the end of his ‘fit’ he plopped down onto his couch, and began to sing ‘Marry had a Little Lamb’ both incorrectly and out of tune.

“...Hey George, tell me you were recording this!” Fred exclaimed.

George groaned. “No! I didn’t! The best blackmail ever, gone!”

“It’s a good thing I’m smart enough to remember these things! I got it all right here.” Alexis held up a muggle video camera.

“What’s that?”

She smirked. “Found it in your dads room. Pretty spiffy, isn’t it?”

“We love you!” They each gave her raspberries on the cheeks.

“Ew, get away from me you dirty little boys!”

“Ami! Wait up!” Liam reached for Ami and grabbed her by the wrist. “Look, I said I’m sorry about the whole muggle thing! Can’t you just let it slide?”

Ami pulled from his grasp. “You know what? I saw the way all of the house already loves you to death! I think you’re just mad cause I refuse to bow down and worship you.”

“What are you talking about? I don’t care if they like me. The only reason they talk to me is because I’m an artist and they think by sucking up to me, I wont charge them for my work. But you don’t even care, get it? I want you to be my friend because you don’t want to be my friend.”

Ami almost laughed, but held it back. “I don’t like people who think muggle’s are inferior. And you obviously think just that.”

“Just because of that crack I made?”

“That ‘crack’ hurt my feelings, you dolt. I do come from a muggle family and all.”

Liam sighed. “I’m sorry, again. And once more, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to-”

“Doesn’t matter if you didn’t mean to you still did it. Don’t you think about what you say before you speak?”

“Are you crazy? I never think before I say anything. Where would be the fun in that?”

“That’s what I’m talking about! Oh my god, never mind, just go away.” With that said, she turned from the infuriating boy and ran back to the dormitory.

“Boy, you sure can’t handle girls.” Myou said form her watching point.

“Ami?”

“Nope, I’m her sister. Myou’s my name. And yours?” She held out her hand, which he graciously took.

“Liam. Your sister’s an interesting one, you know that?” He gave a chuckle.

“Well, want to know how to get her to be your friend?”

Maye let out an exasperated sigh, and sank to the floor. She had gotten lost again, this was at least the third time. Her eyes start to burn with tears and she fought them viciously; however it was a lost cause.

She sniffled and rubbed her eyes. “Don’t cry...please don’t cry,” She whispered to herself.

“Hey...who’s there?”

She looked up and saw bright grey eyes looking at her. “I...I’m sorry.” She got up and turned from the person, preparing herself to run.

“Wait!” He cried out, seeming startled with himself. “I...were you crying?”

“No...I have a cold is all. I have to go. I’m sorry to have bugged you.”

“You’re lost, aren’t you?” He teased.

Maye sniffled. “I...I can’t find my way back!”

He took a step back. “Oh...where are you headed?”

“The Hufflepuff common room.”

“Christ, how in the world did you get lost? That’s right outside the Great Hall!”

She gave another sniffle. “I just did ok!”

“Ok! Ok! Don’t cry! I’ll get you back there. Be quiet or else we’ll get caught by the Prefects!”

“I’m sorry!”

“Stop saying that word!”

“What word?”

“Sorry! You have nothing to be sorry for!”

She paused. “Ok...I’m Maye.”

“I’m charmed to meet you. The names Malfoy. Draco Malfoy.”

~ ^ ~ ^ ~

“Alright everyone sit down and be quiet! We’ve got a great movie tonight!” Alexis ordered everyone in the Gryffindor common room. “You’ll love this, trust me.” She set up the VCR to the muggle tv that she had also pilfered.

“One question!” George began to ask.

“How do you know how to work those muggle things?”

“That’s simple...I’m amazing.”

The movie began before they could further question her. It was funny alright...until Snape finally fell asleep in the girls nightgown he conjured. Ruthian could tell that all the first years would have nightmares for at least a month, including her.

“What is going on in here!” McGonagall demanded, coming out from her room. “Is that... is that Professor Snape!?”

“Yes!” Said one of the first years.

“No! It’s not! Just some crazy person who thinks he’s Snape, nothing to worry about here Professor!” George said quickly.

The teacher scowled. “Give it here, now you three...15 points from Gryffindor...but 5 points for paying attention in muggle studies, Miss Rayne. Congratulations, I believe you are the first student to successfully work a VCR.”

Alexis smirked at the boys as McGonagall walked away with the tape. “So...guess just how amazing I am.”

“Just how many copies did you make?”

“Enough.”

~ ^ ~ ^ ~

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Emily: ... co-writer person thingy mabob?

Kim: Yes, isn’t it the most amazing thing you have ever heard in your pathetic, miserable, loser existence?

Emily: I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that, but... if you ever say such a thing ever again, I may just have to tell Draco who you originally had him paired with.

Draco: And who, pray tell, was I paired with?

Kim:...So like I have to go do this thing at that place...bye!

Draco: Grabs Kim you still have to write the story, remember?

Emily: Impatient bastard... If you force her to write against her will, I’ll be stuck fixing whatever crap she produces.

Kim. Plus...I’ll pair you with Harry again!

Draco: Again?

Kim:...

Emily: I suggest you run... quickly.

Kim: Ties up Draco run from this git? Never!

Emily: Well, then maybe you should run from him. points to Harry I think he heard everything.

Kim: Where’s Cedric when you need him!? tries to run but is tackled and beaten by Harry

Emily: Well now that Kim is unconscious, I’m going to properly introduce myself. I’m Emily, and from now on I’ll be assisting Kim with writing this. Of course, if there’s anything you don’t like about the story... it was Kim’s idea. Now review, or I’ll feed you to the transvestites.