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*squidnie* · 01-14-2008, 03:47 AM

*I said I'd post soon, so here is the first part of the next chapter.There is three parts to this chapter, it’s a long one…*
Chapter 6 part one.
“Harry… Harry… HARRY JAMES POTTER!” I opened my eyes groggily. Great, that was my stupid brother calling Harry. He probably realized he wasn’t in his room. Well, Hermione didn’t come back to my room either…

“HARRY JAMES POTTER! GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTINT BEFORE I COME UP AND HEX YOU!” Ron yelled. I will surely give him a piece of my mind, that little hypocrite.

“Harry…Harry…Harry…” I cooed, trying to wake him up. I shook his shoulders a little. “Harry. My brat of a brother wants to yell at you.” I warned him, even gentler.

“Humghphum?” he asked, opening his eyes.

“I said, ‘my brat of a brother wants to yell at you.’” I told him. He sat up.

“Great, what for?” he asked sleepily.

“I think it has to do with you sleeping in my room last night, my brother has no trust.” I informed him. He got up hurriedly and ran to the bedroom door. “Where are you going?” I asked sweetly.

“Well, I really don’t want to die a painful death; maybe if I get down quick I can convince Ron to do it quick.” He replied

I laughed as he flashed me a brilliant white smile and ran down the stairs. I grabbed my clothes for the day and headed towards the bathroom.

After a warm shower I went back to my room to find Hermione sitting peacefully on my bed, looking out the window.

“Hey, how was last night?” I asked sneakily. She jerked, but when she saw me she relaxed and smiled.

“I might ask you the same question.” She replied with a smirk.

“I,” I started, defending myself, “didn’t do anything, Harry fell asleep on my bed, and I fell asleep on this thing.” I lied, pointing to the make-shift bed. “What did you do?” I asked her.

“Honestly…We just stayed up all night talking. About nothing really, just talking.” She replied. I nodded my head as a kind of sarcastic “Uh huh, sure” way and grabbed her hand.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“Just down to breakfast.” I told her.

“Okay.” She replied

When we got to the sitting room I could hear Breakfast; it was completely chaotic. Ron was yelling at Harry, and it was my fault. I caught up with Ron’s words,

“-You were in my little sisters room all night and you just expect me to rub it off?!?” he screamed. “How can I ever trust you again if you did that? How do you EVEN think that I will just forget about it?” he yelled.

“Listen mate.” Harry began.

“NO YOU LISTEN! YOU BROKE UP WITH HER FOR A REASON, YOU CAUSED THIS! IT WAS YOUR CHOICE!”

“IT WAS NOT MY CHOICE; YOU’RE THE ONE THAT TOLD ME TO DO IT!” Harry was yelling now too. So it was my brother that gave Harry the bright idea of breaking up with me…now I’m really gonna give him a piece of my mind!

“Ron, seriously, you think I would do anything like that? I just fell asleep on her floor.” He lied. Well, who could blame him, he probably thought my brother was going to hex him; personally, I’d be scared if I were him too.

“I DON’T NEED TO LISTEN TO YOUR CONTINUOUS LIES!” Ron screamed. That’s it, Harry didn’t deserve this.

“Don’t you DARE yell at Harry for my stupidity!” I screamed, whipping my wand out of my pocket and pointing it at his chest.

“Your stupidity?” he asked, bewildered. “You made him sleep on your floor?”

“Yes, Ronald, you ignorant jerk!” I whispered, in a very deadly voice. Ron looked scared. Harry looked relieved. He gave me an encouraging smile, and I proceeded in a whisper, “Ronald, Harry was having a very hard time last night and I invited him to sleep on my floor, nothing more than that. And I seem to remember Hermione didn’t come back to my room either, you disgusting hypocrite!”

“We just-”

“Save it!” I growled, grabbing a bagel and storming outside to the garden.

I could here inside as I walked- “Listen mate,” Ron was saying.

“No, Ron, I don’t want to listen to you.” Harry murmured. I could here footsteps coming my way.

I sat down on a bench in our garden and waited for Harry to sit down by me, I knew it was him. A minute later, I found my prediction was, infact, right. Harry sighed and sat down next to me.

“Thanks, back there, for sticking up for me, I didn’t deserve it.” He muttered.

“What do you mean ‘You didn’t deserve it?’?” I asked.

“I didn’t deserve for you to stick u p for me. I shouldn’t have done that last night, now it’ll be harder for us to move on.” He barely whispered, his head bowed.

“What do you mean, ‘Harder for us to move on’?” I questioned again.

“Gin,” he pleaded. “You know as well as I do we can’t be together!” he reminded me, for what seemed like the gazillionth time.

“Harry, don’t tell me you’re still on about that!” I pleaded.

“On about it?” he asked. “I will be ‘on about it’ until I know it’s safe!” he told me, his voice rising.

“Harry, don’t you get it?” I asked, my voice also rising. “I can do better when I’m with you!” my voice was pleading, begging him to understand. “What do you mean?” his voice sounded interested. I took advantage of this,

“I mean, I’m a better fighter when I feel a very strong emotion, either love or anger, but I can’t fight worth owl droppings when I’m depressed!” I told him, now both my eyes and voice pleading. He considered my words.

“Well,” he paused, thinking, “I guess we could try it out.” He talked very slowly. “But!” he added, “If I get even one sniff of trouble, we’re going to be ‘broken up’ and you’re going to hate me.” He warned. I knew what he meant, that if he thinks I’m threatened, I have to pretend to hate him, that thought didn’t phase me, I was to thrilled about him actually agreeing to be my boyfriend again!
I was so happy I…
*Hope you guys liked it, once again, thanks for reading, more soon*
~Sydnie

01-14-2008, 03:47 AM	#22 (permalink)
squidnie Alley Proprietor Erkling Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: lurking Posts: 20,847 Hogwarts RPG Name: Cathryn “Cat” Webb Ravenclaw Second Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Collin O'Shea Owl Post	Sardines ♥ // Nomsy, yo ❄ rolling in the ink ❄ I said I'd post soon, so here is the first part of the next chapter.There is three parts to this chapter, it’s a long one… Chapter 6 part one. “Harry… Harry… HARRY JAMES POTTER!” I opened my eyes groggily. Great, that was my stupid brother calling Harry. He probably realized he wasn’t in his room. Well, Hermione didn’t come back to my room either… “HARRY JAMES POTTER! GET DOWN HERE THIS INSTINT BEFORE I COME UP AND HEX YOU!” Ron yelled. I will surely give him a piece of my mind, that little hypocrite. “Harry…Harry…Harry…” I cooed, trying to wake him up. I shook his shoulders a little. “Harry. My brat of a brother wants to yell at you.” I warned him, even gentler. “Humghphum?” he asked, opening his eyes. “I said, ‘my brat of a brother wants to yell at you.’” I told him. He sat up. “Great, what for?” he asked sleepily. “I think it has to do with you sleeping in my room last night, my brother has no trust.” I informed him. He got up hurriedly and ran to the bedroom door. “Where are you going?” I asked sweetly. “Well, I really don’t want to die a painful death; maybe if I get down quick I can convince Ron to do it quick.” He replied I laughed as he flashed me a brilliant white smile and ran down the stairs. I grabbed my clothes for the day and headed towards the bathroom. After a warm shower I went back to my room to find Hermione sitting peacefully on my bed, looking out the window. “Hey, how was last night?” I asked sneakily. She jerked, but when she saw me she relaxed and smiled. “I might ask you the same question.” She replied with a smirk. “I,” I started, defending myself, “didn’t do anything, Harry fell asleep on my bed, and I fell asleep on this thing.” I lied, pointing to the make-shift bed. “What did you do?” I asked her. “Honestly…We just stayed up all night talking. About nothing really, just talking.” She replied. I nodded my head as a kind of sarcastic “Uh huh, sure” way and grabbed her hand. “Where are we going?” she asked. “Just down to breakfast.” I told her. “Okay.” She replied When we got to the sitting room I could hear Breakfast; it was completely chaotic. Ron was yelling at Harry, and it was my fault. I caught up with Ron’s words, “-You were in my little sisters room all night and you just expect me to rub it off?!?” he screamed. “How can I ever trust you again if you did that? How do you EVEN think that I will just forget about it?” he yelled. “Listen mate.” Harry began. “NO YOU LISTEN! YOU BROKE UP WITH HER FOR A REASON, YOU CAUSED THIS! IT WAS YOUR CHOICE!” “IT WAS NOT MY CHOICE; YOU’RE THE ONE THAT TOLD ME TO DO IT!” Harry was yelling now too. So it was my brother that gave Harry the bright idea of breaking up with me…now I’m really gonna give him a piece of my mind! “Ron, seriously, you think I would do anything like that? I just fell asleep on her floor.” He lied. Well, who could blame him, he probably thought my brother was going to hex him; personally, I’d be scared if I were him too. “I DON’T NEED TO LISTEN TO YOUR CONTINUOUS LIES!” Ron screamed. That’s it, Harry didn’t deserve this. “Don’t you DARE yell at Harry for my stupidity!” I screamed, whipping my wand out of my pocket and pointing it at his chest. “Your stupidity?” he asked, bewildered. “You made him sleep on your floor?” “Yes, Ronald, you ignorant jerk!” I whispered, in a very deadly voice. Ron looked scared. Harry looked relieved. He gave me an encouraging smile, and I proceeded in a whisper, “Ronald, Harry was having a very hard time last night and I invited him to sleep on my floor, nothing more than that. And I seem to remember Hermione didn’t come back to my room either, you disgusting hypocrite!” “We just-” “Save it!” I growled, grabbing a bagel and storming outside to the garden. I could here inside as I walked- “Listen mate,” Ron was saying. “No, Ron, I don’t want to listen to you.” Harry murmured. I could here footsteps coming my way. I sat down on a bench in our garden and waited for Harry to sit down by me, I knew it was him. A minute later, I found my prediction was, infact, right. Harry sighed and sat down next to me. “Thanks, back there, for sticking up for me, I didn’t deserve it.” He muttered. “What do you mean ‘You didn’t deserve it?’?” I asked. “I didn’t deserve for you to stick u p for me. I shouldn’t have done that last night, now it’ll be harder for us to move on.” He barely whispered, his head bowed. “What do you mean, ‘Harder for us to move on’?” I questioned again. “Gin,” he pleaded. “You know as well as I do we can’t be together!” he reminded me, for what seemed like the gazillionth time. “Harry, don’t tell me you’re still on about that!” I pleaded. “On about it?” he asked. “I will be ‘on about it’ until I know it’s safe!” he told me, his voice rising. “Harry, don’t you get it?” I asked, my voice also rising. “I can do better when I’m with you!” my voice was pleading, begging him to understand. “What do you mean?” his voice sounded interested. I took advantage of this, “I mean, I’m a better fighter when I feel a very strong emotion, either love or anger, but I can’t fight worth owl droppings when I’m depressed!” I told him, now both my eyes and voice pleading. He considered my words. “Well,” he paused, thinking, “I guess we could try it out.” He talked very slowly. “But!” he added, “If I get even one sniff of trouble, we’re going to be ‘broken up’ and you’re going to hate me.” He warned. I knew what he meant, that if he thinks I’m threatened, I have to pretend to hate him, that thought didn’t phase me, I was to thrilled about him actually agreeing to be my boyfriend again! I was so happy I… Hope you guys liked it, once again, thanks for reading, more soon ~Sydnie __________________ COURAGEOUS \| RESILIENT \| FIERY everlasting companion Last edited by squidnie; 08-31-2008 at 09:29 PM.