Hogwarts Part 23

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, Fred and George Weasley, and Oliver Wood.

*Recap* Last time was rather eventful. You interrogated Draco and discovered that he did not give you away to Umbridge after all. You were convinced to try out for Quidditch by Oliver, and after a rather trying training session with him, you escaped, ran into Ron, and discovered he wanted to try for the Gryffindor Quidditch team as a Keeper. You spent a while flying with him and he seemed about to tell you something important before Harry accidentally interrupted. A few days later, you tried out for Seeker and made it. You talked to Neville later on, but he rushed off suddenly when you asked him why he wanted to join the DA so much. The next day Fred and George presented you with a Nimbus 2001 as a gift for helping them fund their joke shop (and possibly for other reasons as well).

Created by: music826

  1. My schedule started becoming crazier than ever with the addition of Quidditch practice. Ron made the Gryffindor Quidditch Team as Keeper, and he and Harry both developed the same problem. I found myself finishing some extra homework during breakfast, writing with one hand and holding a piece of toast in the other. Harry sat down beside me, looking rather cheerful about something. "Hello, Harry. I'm sorry, I don't really have time to talk at the moment," I apologized, glancing up distractedly. "Oh, well, okay. Could you meet me in the Gryffindor common room tonight then? I want to show you something," he said hesitantly. "Um, sure, Harry. I'll meet you after Quidditch practice," I said, giving him a fleeting smile as he left.
  2. Several hours later, I stumbled into Gryffindor Tower, exhausted from the last couple of hours of flying around the pitch. Harry got up from the table. "Oh, hello, Cassandra!" he said, almost as if he wasn't expecting me to show up. "Hi, Harry. I can't stay long. Wasn't there something you wanted to show me?" I asked, and he nodded. "I'll go get the Invisibility Cloak," he said, and dashed up to his dormitory. "Invisibility Cloak?" I repeated, looking at Ron and Hermione for some kind of response. Hermione smiled. "You'll see," she said brightly. Harry appeared again, holding the silvery cloak. "Shall we go?" he asked, and I nodded. We stepped out into the dark, silent night and quickly covered ourselves in the cloak, narrowly avoiding an encounter with Filch. "Where are we going?" I asked curiously, following his lead through the castle. "The seventh floor corridor," he answered vaguely. "But there's nothing there," I protested, but he just responded with a mischievous smile. Quite a distance later, I found myself in the empty corridor, looking at an empty stone wall. "Just wait," Harry said, stepping up to the wall. He walked in front of it three times and then stopped. I stared at the wall in shock. A door had appeared where there had been empty space just a moment before. "Harry, what-?" I started, and he gestured for me to go in. I opened the door and entered, completely mystified. I found myself in a large room, equipped with books and cushions and all sorts of objects you might find in a Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. "Harry, is this what I think it is?" I asked, everything starting to dawn on me. He grinned. "Dumbledore's Army is back."
  3. I found myself rather exhilarated at the prospect of going against the restrictions Professor Umbridge had put into place. Hermione stopped me in the corridor long enough to give me an enchanted Galleon before moving on to the other members of the DA. Before long, the Galleon heated and showed the date of our first meeting. I waited in anticipation for that night, heading down with Padma. We had to leave in smaller groups to remain inconspicuous, but we made it without incident. Harry, Ron, and Hermione greeted me with grins, though Harry looked a bit queasy. "You'll be great, Harry," I reassured him as I passed, giving him a bracing smile. After everyone had arrived, Harry started pairing us up to practice some of the basics.
  4. Everyone scrambled to find someone that wasn't Neville. "You can go with Harry over there, right?" I asked Padma, and she nodded. I went over to Neville. He still hadn't said anything about our previous exchange over the DA. It was like it had never happened. "Are you sure you want to be with me? I don't want to send you to the Hospital Wing," Neville said embarrassedly. I laughed. "Don't worry. Worse things have happened," I said, waving it off. He lifted up his wand hesitantly. "E-Expelliarmus!" he attempted nervously. My wand made the tiniest twitch in my hand. Neville looked disheartened. "That was a good start! Just try being more confident," I said encouragingly. "Expelliarmus!" he tried again. Nothing. We went back and forth for a while. I disarmed him without much effort, which only seemed to make him feel more embarrassed. Finally, I just dropped my wand, pretending he had been successful. "Great job, Neville!" I exclaimed. He didn't buy it. "I appreciate it, but I don't think I can do this," he said exasperatedly. "Don't say that, Neville. Just relax and try again," I instructed. We both lifted our wands, and he said the incantation once more, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. From across the room, Harry's wand went flying out of his hand. "I DID IT!" Neville shouted in jubilation. I neglected to tell him it was supposed to be me he was disarming and congratulated him anyway. The rest of the night flew by, and everyone chattered excitedly about the DA after the lesson. No one seemed eager to return to his or her common room for the night. Little did I know what was coming.
  5. I made my way back toward the common room with Padma when a large, hulking figure stepped out in front of us. Padma cried out and I froze, expecting Umbridge or another professor to emerge from the shadows. "I didn't mean to startle you," Oliver said apologetically, stepping out from the dim torchlight. "Dear Merlin, Oliver, I thought you were Umbridge!" I said in a shaky voice, giving him a relieved smile. His expression remained serious and his gaze flickered toward Padma. "Could you leave us alone for a moment?" he asked, not unkindly. Padma gave me an uncertain glance before continuing on to Ravenclaw Tower alone. Oliver turned back to me, his expression morphing into something that resembled frustration. "Have you gone completely mad, Cassandra?" he asked as soon as everyone was out of earshot.
  6. "What?" I replied in bewilderment, completely thrown by the question. "Dumbledore's Army," he said flatly. "How did you know about that?" I asked sharply. "I overheard the twins on the Quidditch pitch," he said in a low voice. "What do you think you're doing anyway? You could be expelled! You all seem to think You-Know-Who is going to come marching to Hogwarts and you'll be left to fend for yourselves. That's what the Order's for! The next time something happens, what do you think you're going to do? Prance off and save the day? I won't see you get killed," he said, deadly serious. "Oliver, I think you're getting ahead of yourself. We just want to be able to defend ourselves in case something should ever happen," I tried to explain, but it didn't seem to change his opinion. "Umbridge has got students spying for her all over the castle. She's going to find out, and you'll be expelled," he said ominously. "It's better than doing nothing!" I said defensively. "I don't want you going back there," he said sternly. "I'm not a child, and at any rate, you do not have any right to be ordering me around!" I said, flaring up in an instant. It was rather like being a rebellious teenager to a parent. "You're not going!" Oliver shouted back. Our voices rang in the corridor, echoing off the stone and spreading through the castle. I lowered my voice, locking his gaze with mine with a steely glare. "Sometimes I wonder whether I should have met you in Hogsmeade two years ago," I said quietly. Oliver had the look of a wounded animal in his wide brown eyes. I felt a terrible pang of remorse for the low blow I had just dealt, but I held back the tears and turned away with an air of indifference. I had a feeling I wouldn't be dry-eyed for long.
  7. The next few days were rough. I couldn't bear to look at Oliver during Quidditch practices, let alone talk to him. Luckily, the DA was an excellent distraction, as well as the first Quidditch matches of the season and even the liberal amounts of homework. If anything, Harry seemed to be having a worse time than I was at any rate. He was struggling with Umbridge and other issues I couldn't even fathom. Quidditch was off to a good start. I won my first game of Quidditch against Hufflepuff, barely managing to snag the Snitch from the new Seeker. Ron's morale was low after making a fool of himself during Quidditch, so we started meeting as often as possible to improve both our skills. Those nights were one of the few times I could truly enjoy flying since Davies had started kicking our training schedule into high gear. I also noticed that Ron seemed to do so much better when it was just the two of us. I suspected it had to be the crowds that threw him off so much. Ron's brothers weren't much help either. Fred and George had started throwing me under the bus after giving me my new broom, guilt-tripping me into handing out some of their new products to Ravenclaw students. They seemed to feel the slightest bit guilty, but it didn't stop them. To top it all off, Hagrid returned from some adventure with some giants according to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. I didn't inquire any further for fear of what I might hear. Fifth year was turning out to be very interesting indeed - and the fun hadn't even started.
  8. *music826* I know this wasn't my best work. In fact, it was downright neglectful, but I hope you enjoyed it, or at least didn't mind it. I desperately need ideas from you, the readers. I have some things planned, but only for the big events, and those aren't coming for quite a while yet. So feel free to submit something in the comments, and I'll try my best to incorporate it into the story. I will give due credit! And they don't all have to do with the guys either, so feel free to tamper with the family subplot at your leisure as well. :) I'm probably not going to be able to post for another couple of weeks, so I hope to see some ideas before then! Oh, and I'm thinking of possibly doing a contest of some sort (character, story submission, etcetera) because I would really like to be able to be more interactive with my readers. Please tell me what you think!

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