Hogwarts Part 19

Will you get the Hogwarts guy of your dreams? Find out in this quiz. Starting in your third year, you will get the opportunity to become friends and more with Neville Longbottom, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Oliver Wood.

*Recap* Last time you spent a short time at the Weasleys before traveling to Grimmauld Place, the Headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix. The day after arriving, Oliver returned. After a brief argumentative reunion, you spent some time decontaminating the house. Hermione arrived later, and you soon received news that Harry had been attacked by dementors and was coming to Grimmauld Place.

Created by: music826

  1. This is where I gave up on my last fan fiction, so hang in there guys. I'm determined this time :)
  2. I paced the room restlessly, my footsteps causing dull thumps to resound throughout the room. "Come on, Cassandra. He's not going to show up any sooner if you're on your feet," Hermione pointed out with an exasperated expression on her face. She and Ron looked just as concerned as I was, but they had resigned themselves to sitting on the beds for the wait. I sighed and sat down on a chair, but I was still tensed up like a coiled spring. Harry was being moved at that very moment, and there was every chance that Voldemort was out there with him. Not only that, but Oliver had volunteered to go escort him to Grimmauld Place. So, I had two people to worry about. I had wanted to go with to get Harry, but of course, I had been refused. Being cooped up in Grimmauld Place for such a long time had caused me to get a bit jittery, especially when we were being excluded from everything. It would be a relief to get back to Hogwarts. "They've got loads of Aurors watching out for Harry. You've got nothing to worry about," Ron said reassuringly, and I gave him a half-hearted smile. "And Oliver?" I inquired with a raised eyebrow. "With luck, he won't come back at all," he said with a wicked grin. I immediately flared up. "Ron, you conceited git!" I said angrily, whacking him with a pillow. I hit him harder than intended and he fell straight off the bed. I immediately went to help him up, but the door opened just as I was pulling him to his feet.
  3. I immediately let go of his hand, sending him crashing to the hardwood floor again. "Harry!" I exclaimed, flying over to give him a hug. "Good to see where your priorities are," Ron said grumpily, wincing as he sat up. "Sorry," I said guiltily, giving him a sheepish smile. "Yeah, well," he said in a bit of a wounded voice, getting to his feet and greeting Harry. "So...er, did everyone else get here safely?" I asked Harry apprehensively. He nodded. "I, er, I noticed Oliver's back," he said awkwardly. Ron cursed under his breath. "What was that, Ron?" I asked with a stern look in his direction. He promptly stopped grumbling. I turned back to Harry. "So how was your summer with the Dursleys?" I asked with a sarcastic smile. "Oh, well, you know. The usual. I'm sure you had a great time here without me, knowing all about the Order," he said bitterly. "It wasn't like that at all, Harry, trust me. We hardly knew anything," I assured him, not picking up on his change of mood. Suddenly, he seemed to burst into some kind of pent up frustration. "But you were here! You were in the middle of all this!" he threw his arms out suggestively. Hermione and Ron chimed in at that point, but Harry just plowed on, his voice rising with each word until he was shouting at us. I watched in horrified silence. I had never seen him so enraged. Usually he was so friendly and sweet.
  4. Hermione seemed on the verge of tears, while Ron attempted to explain Harry's accusations away. He seemed to calm down after a while, and sat on the bed beside me. I hadn't said much during his tirade. "We wanted to tell you everything, Harry, but we couldn't. I'm sorry," I said softly, trying not to send him into another rage. He looked rather embarrassed after his outburst and nodded his understanding. "I'm sorry, I just-," his statement was cut off by a rather loud shout on his part, and a shriek on mine. "Not you two!" I said irritably, my lungs getting squished by George's elbow. "Sorry to disappoint," Fred said with a grin. "Will you please get off of me?" I asked George in a high voice, his elbow becoming quite painful at that point. He quickly got to his feet and grinned in sync with his twin. If I wasn't mistaken, he seemed almost embarrassed, which was very unusual for either of the twins. "So what are you doing here?" I asked curiously. Fred held up a flesh-colored string I recognized as an Extendable Ear. "Trying to get in on the meeting," he said with a mischievous smile. I rolled my eyes. "You're going to get caught one of these days, and then we'll never find anything out," I said in exasperation. So far, their endeavors had only gotten us minimal information. "Well, someone's got to do it. We wouldn't want to see you get credit for our work," he said extravagantly, bowing to me mockingly. I rolled my eyes. "So, what did you find out this time?" I asked. "Well, why don't you come listen yourself?" George asked, gesturing towards the door. I paused for a moment, and then followed them out the door.
  5. We immediately ran into Ginny. "Mum's charmed the door. It's a no-go on the Extendables," she said informatively. Everyone groaned quietly, but we were resigned to the fact that we weren't getting any more information that night. Soon, we were called down for dinner. A large portion of the Order filed out of the door below, but some remained in the kitchen. Dinner preparation was always hazardous around the twins. They preferred to prepare the table using their wands rather than their hands, and when the knives started flying across the room, I steered clear. Unfortunately, I didn't quite make it in time, and a fork came rushing straight at my head. I closed my eyes, expecting a stabbing pain to erupt in my skull, but instead there was a bang. I cautiously opened my eyes, and found Oliver looking at me in concern. "Are you all right?" he asked, his wand still hovering in the air from deflecting the fork. I nodded and let out a nervous giggle of relief. Oliver sent an annoyed look in the twins' direction. "From now on, no wands," he said sternly. The twins didn't say anything in affirmation, but they did refrain from sending utensils soaring around the room.
  6. Dinner came and passed, and surprisingly, Harry managed to get us some information on the Order, though Mrs. Weasley stopped Sirius from telling us too much. Days passed, and everything became harder as time went on. Ron was still shooting snide comments at Oliver, Harry had a trial approaching, and Oliver was becoming more and more irritable as he came under fire of the Weasleys. Fred and George frequently managed to sneak in some of their inventions into Oliver's belongings. But on the day of Harry's trial, everyone finally stopped fighting.
  7. Nobody else was up when Harry had to go to the Ministry of Magic. After a rather restless night, I managed to catch him on his way downstairs. He looked quite pale and nervous. I skirted around him on the landing and gave him an apprehensive smile. "Don't worry, Harry. I think you'll be fine. After all, you are Harry Potter," I said, teasing him gently. He attempted a smile. "I don't know that that's a good thing anymore," he said dejectedly. I knew he was referring to the fact that the Ministry didn't believe him about the return of Voldemort and were being particularly cruel to him lately, discreetly insulting him in the papers. I had witnessed the event as well, but for all the attention the Ministry paid to me, I might as well have been in the stands with everyone else. "Er, well, I'll see you later," Harry said, heading towards the staircase again. I grabbed his arm on impulse, and he turned back around in surprise. Before I thought about what I was doing, I kissed him swiftly on the lips. I pulled away a moment later, blushing bright red. "For good luck," I said quickly, and fled back up the steps, leaving Harry with an astonished, if not pleased, look on his face.
  8. I ran into Oliver just a short way up the steps. He looked rather unhappy. "Did you – did you see that?" I asked awkwardly, gesturing down the staircase to where Harry and I just were. He gave me a nod but forced his lips into a reassuring smile. "I get it. You've moved on. I'll just go back to bed. I've got a lot to do with the Order today," he said curtly, and disappeared into his room before I could say anything more. It took me a while before I realized that the room I shared with Ginny, Hermione, and Arianna was actually downstairs, so I finally made my way back down. However, I didn't feel like I could face them at the moment, so I just sat down in the empty living room and waited for news of Harry's verdict alone.
  9. Eventually, Harry did arrive home – with good news. We celebrated wildly throughout the night, cheering so loudly that Mr. Weasley, as calm as he normally was, had to yell at us to shut us up. The end of the holidays arrived soon enough. Ron and Hermione both became prefects, which Harry didn't appear too happy about. I didn't get a badge though either, which seemed to be of some comfort to him. Trunk and cage in hand, I boarded the train with everyone else. I could already tell it was going to be an interesting year. But wasn't it always that way at Hogwarts?
  10. I'm in kind of a writer's block mode right now, so if you have any ideas that would be great. I'm kind of a spontaneous writer, so I really don't have much planned for the future. I promise you'll see Neville and Draco in the next edition. I'm still trying to work out the results since I added the twins, so I'm sorry if they're kind of messed up. We're nearly to Part 20! :)

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