Hogwarts Part 39

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, George Weasley, and Oliver Wood.

*Recap* Last time was all about Quidditch tryouts. You “sort of” made up with Ron, and you and Harry both assembled your new Quidditch teams for the year.

Created by: music826

  1. What is your age?
  2. What is your gender?
  1. With Quidditch all sorted out, I jumped into practice with a vengeance. My team was out on the field about three times a week, getting to know each other and whatever else it took to become a good team. Schoolwork was quickly getting more difficult, and homework soon became another reason I was holed up in my common room, unable to see my Gryffindor (or Slytherin) friends. I also got invited to a few more of Slughorn’s gatherings, but luckily they weren’t nearly as awkward as the first. Unfortunately, Neville hadn’t been invited again and Harry managed to find a way to avoid attending, so Hermione was pretty much my companion every time. Sixth year was already flying by fast. Soon enough, I was heading off to Hogsmeade for the first time that year.
  2. I didn’t do much there. I casually wandered about, not really visiting with anyone in particular. I said hello to a few friends and past DA members, and then decided to return to the castle for the day. As I made my way along the path, a blood-curdling scream suddenly ripped through the air. I frantically whipped my head from side to side, trying to find the source of the sound. I turned around and stood in an almost awed state. Katie Bell, one of the Gryffindor Chasers, was suspended in the air, seemingly afflicted by some sort of curse. It was a rather disturbing image; she didn’t seem to have any control over the situation. I shifted my gaze downward and noticed Harry, Ron, and Hermione standing on the other side. Harry ran off to get help, but I didn’t move, simply too transfixed by the horrific scene. I noticed a necklace was lying on the snow-covered ground, covered partially by its packaging. I looked back at Katie and realized that was probably how she had gotten cursed. So much for having a nice, normal year at Hogwarts.
  3. “You think what?” I stared at Harry in complete disbelief. We were sitting at the Gryffindor table together at breakfast, and Harry was filling me in on what had happened after we left Hogsmeade. “I think Malfoy cursed Katie,” Harry said simply, dropping his voice so no one else could hear. “Harry, I really think you need to drop this. I don’t think Draco would do something like that, and if he did, it isn’t your concern. Just because you’re Harry Potter does not mean you’re some wizard version of Sherlock Holmes. This is dangerous stuff you’re meddling with,” I insisted, trying to hold back a flood of lectures I could feel on the tip of my tongue. Sometimes it felt like I was his older sister more than anything else. “Well, obviously the professors aren’t doing anything. I told McGonagall and-“ “You told McGonagall? Have you gone mad? He’s not doing anything wrong!” I said a bit angrily. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you fancied him. ‘He’s not doing anything wrong!’” – he mimicked my voice – “Malfoy’s always doing something wrong,” Harry said, aggravating me further. I shook my head. “You don’t know him like I do. Just because you’re a high and mighty GRYFFINDOR does not make you any better than him.” “So you’re friends with Malfoy?” Harry asked with a bit of disgust. “Well…I guess so. I mean, yeah, I am!” I amended, looking at him defiantly. He looked disappointed for a moment, but then something seemed to click in his head. “Could you spy on him for me?” he asked eagerly. I just let out a huff of annoyance and stalked off to class. Boys. Sometimes they were completely unbelievable.
  4. The next day I sat next to Draco in Potions again. Ever since the first day, that had pretty much become my new spot. We had become fairly good friends over the few months I had been in the class with him. It was a stark contrast from the previous year, but neither of us seemed reluctant to put any of that behind us. In fact, he was more like me than I knew. Sometimes it was good to step out into the other houses as well. “Hello, Draco,” I greeted him, setting my books down with a sigh of relief. “Cassandra,” he greeted me with a small nod of acknowledgement. He had dark circles under his eyes and looked rather exhausted. “Did you have a nice Hogsmeade trip?” I asked. “I was in detention with McGonagall all day,” he said darkly, his eyes shifting away anxiously. “Oh. Did you hear what happened to Katie Bell, then?” I asked, unable to help myself. Hey, I didn’t have to spy for Harry specifically. “Yeah. Tragic, isn’t it? Listen, would you mind sitting somewhere else today?” he asked abruptly. “Um…okay. Is something wrong?” I asked, a bit hurt by his request. “Nothing. Just…just stay away from me, all right?” he said, a bit of pain entering his voice. He studiously avoided my now distinctly betrayed look. I picked my books up and shooting a hurt glance in his direction, moved my things next to Hermione. Draco kept his eyes locked on the counter the entire time. “What-?” Hermione shot a questioning glance at me, but I just sent a look at her that told her to shut up for the moment. I had a feeling I had just lost a friend, and this time I was on the receiving end of it.
  5. My potion didn’t turn out well that day at all. It was a bright orange instead of the blue the book indicated, but I didn’t care too much right then. I kept glancing over at Draco to catch his eye, but he seemed to be successfully ignoring me. I left class that day feeling absolutely wretched. But by that night, my feeling of betrayal had morphed into an intense dislike for the Slytherin. By the time the first Quidditch match approached, Gryffindor versus Slytherin, I was looking to get even. As Harry and Ron started to leave to the field, I left them with some extra motivation. “Crush him for me, will you?” I said, and then joined the others in the stands.
  6. Gryffindor had the game from the start. Ron was blocking goals left and right, and the Chasers were scoring them at the other end of the pitch. By the time Harry caught the Snitch, Slytherin hadn’t put up much of a fight at all. Later on, knowing the Gryffindors would be celebrating, I headed over to the Gryffindor common room to ask Ron how exactly he had gotten so good at Quidditch. Either Harry was a really good Captain, or he was better than I had thought. I climbed through the portrait hole and looked around for Ron. Not seeing him, I spotted Harry off to the side. “Hello, Harry. Do you know where Ron is? I want to know how he got so good out there today. Did you know he could play like that?” I asked. Harry smiled mischievously and held up a small vial. It was the Felix Felicis he had won earlier that year. “You didn’t,” I glared at him. He held his hands up, seeing the lecture coming on. “No, I didn’t. But HE thought I did,” he explained briefly. “Clever,” I commented, impressed. “You know, maybe you should’ve been in R-“ The word stuck in my throat as I looked across the room. I had spotted Ron. And he wasn’t alone.
  7. “I…I don’t…” I faltered, my mind freezing as I watched Ron and Lavender snogging quite exuberantly in the middle of the celebrating Gryffindors. I felt some tears coming on and I quickly escaped through the portrait hole again. Harry made a feeble attempt to follow, but I quickly dodged him by passing through a hidden entryway. I started going a bit faster, wiping the moisture from my face. I didn’t want anyone to see me like that. As I rushed towards Ravenclaw Tower, I promptly slammed into a tall, familiar figure. I drew back as Draco opened his mouth to speak, but I just glared at him before pushing violently past without a word. He was the last person I wanted to talk to just then.
  8. I’m ashamed to admit that I cried more that night than I had for the last sixteen years of my life combined. I could handle having a Death Eater mum, I could handle getting tortured by Voldemort, I could even handle a certain amount of guy drama. But such a betrayal of trust had me wallowing in misery for the entire night. At least I knew exactly where I stood with Voldemort. But by the next day, I had regained my composure and acted as if nothing had happened. I talked to Ron rather stiffly, but otherwise it was as if I didn’t care at all. I wasn’t about to let him know how much that had affected me. Of course, I was still in a period of silence with Draco. He didn’t express any hostility towards me, but I still hadn’t forgiven him for how he had treated me in Potions.
  9. The very next Potions class, I stopped by my usual seat again. “Can I sit here? Or am I still banished?” I asked snidely. “It’s not like that. I just don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be around me anymore,” he said quietly. “Why?” He didn’t respond. “Okay, then. But I don’t think sitting next to you is all that dangerous, do you?” I asked. He smirked slightly, but all the arrogance had faded from the expression. Sure, the arrogance was annoying, but it seemed as if this Draco was a shadow of his former self. At least he still had some life in him before. “Fine. You win,” he granted. I sat down, back in my rightful place again. Class continued on as usual, and my potion turned out distinctly better that time. We busied ourselves with putting our materials away, and then I hesitantly struck up an entirely new topic of conversation. “Draco?” He looked up as he stuffed his book in his bag. “Er, Professor Slughorn is hosting a Christmas party the day before the holidays. Seeing as I don’t have anyone to go with, I thought you might like to go with me,” I said hesitantly, going faintly pink. “I…I’ve got other plans,” he muttered reluctantly, and then quickly slung his bag over one shoulder and strode out the door. “What’s going on with Malfoy?” Hermione asked, appearing behind me after a moment. I shook my head sadly. “I don’t know. But I’m almost starting to miss the old Draco.”
  10. *music826* I’m starting to realize that sixth year might be one of the shorter years to write. Skimming over the events in the book, it seems like most of the year had to do with uncovering Voldemort’s secrets with Dumbledore and Slughorn, so hopefully I can get through this pretty quickly. That being said, I will try to make it interesting as well. I just have a deadline to meet so I’m trying to speed things up a little. Oh, and one last thing. Regarding Hermione and Ginny, they probably won’t be playing the relationship roles they played in the books. I think everything would get way too complicated if I added them into the mix as well. Until next time :)

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