Friday, May 05, 2006
Part 8 - Nymphadora's point of View
After a while, Fred & Georges decided to leave me rest. I really like them. Even if they’re sometimes hard to live and a tiny too much sarcastic and ironic, I like them.
So they probably went to the Great Hall. It’s lunch time…
Mrs Pomfrey: Here Miss, take this.
Me: What is it?
Mrs Pomfrey: It’s your lunch and this is your medicine potion.
Me: I’m not hungry, thank you.
Mrs Pomfrey: Eat this or you’ll fall in pieces!
Me: *laugh* I swear, I’m alright.
Mrs Pomfrey: Your swearing is useless Miss. You’ll have to take this.
Me: I won’t!
Then, the doors burst opened. Hermione came, tears in her eyes.
Mrs Pomfrey: Oh Miss Granger, you scared me!!
Me: Hermione! What’s up?
Seeing that Hermione was upset, Mrs Pomfrey decided to leave us alone.
Mrs Pomfrey: And please, make sure that Lady eat her lunch and her medicine.
I pout at Mrs Pomfrey.
Me: Hermione, what’s wrong?
Hermione: I don’t know…
Me: You must know what’s going on…
Hermione: Well… You know we had Potion class today…
Me: How did it go?
Hermione: awful actually.
Me: Awful? You mean worst than usual?
Hermione: For me yes.
Me: Well, what happened?
Hermione: Professor Snape told me that I really need to learn a lot a thing with Miriam.
Me: And so, what’s wrong with this?
Hermione: I mean… Look! I’ve always been the best in every subject, why should it change now?
Me: Are you mad at Mimi?
Hermione: No, I’m just upset…
Me: See, there‘re times where you can’t always be the brilliants person in the world. Maybe, you’re just… jealous of Mimi.
Hermione: No, I’m not!
Me: I think you’re. And look, I also see you behaviour when Ron’s around…
Hermione : *blush* How did you know?
Me: Hey!! I’m magical!! *smile* No, seriously, I think you should talk to her and make things up clear.
Hermione: You think so?
Me: Yeah.
Hermione: Okay… I’ll go.
Me: Okay. I’ll see you later then.
Hermione: See ya, and don’t forget…. Eat this!!
Me: No!!
Hermione: Do it or I’ll call the twins…
Me: Whatever, call them! Go!!
I didn’t eat. And Hermione seem that she didn’t call the twins finally. I decided to rest a bit. I was starting to fall asleep when I heard someone entering in the room.
I stand up and see Oliver approaching me.
Oliver: Hi. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to wake you up.
Me: I wasn’t asleep.
Oliver: How are you?
Me: I’m fine I guess. You?
Oliver: I’m okay, a bit worried, but ok.
Me: Worried? Why?
Oliver: Because of you. I’m worried…
Me: Don’t be. I’m fine.
Oliver: *seeing my meal* you didn’t eat.
Me: No, I wasn’t hungry.
Oliver: You should eat.
Me: I’m still not hungry.
Oliver: But you should…
Me: The tests for the Quidditch players are tomorrow right? – trying to change the subject
Oliver: yes it is. At 11:00. Why?
Me: Because I wanted to go.
Oliver: You like Quidditch?
Me: I’m the best beater ever!!
Oliver: I’d like to see that!
Me: You’ll see…
Oliver: When?
Me: I’ll try to come tomorrow.
Oliver: Mrs Pomfrey won’t let you outside.
Me: Who told you that I’ll ask for permission?
Oliver: No.
Me: What no? I can go if I want to!
Oliver: No, it’s too risky and I don’t want you to have any problems again.
Harry: Why do you care so much?
I look up and saw Harry was standing behind us with an evil glare to Oliver. Then, he looks at me with sadness in his eyes. – oh no, Harry might think that Oliver & I are together…
Me: Hello Harry, we were talking about the essays tomorrow…
Harry: I know I heard.
Oliver: What are you doing here?
Harry: I’m visiting a friend of mine *looking at me and then turning to another patient*
I though he was talking about me for a second… and now, he is acting so weird. And who’s the patient over there?
Me: Oliver, who is it over there?
Oliver: *on his tiptoes* Oh… I see that your friend or my seeker if you prefer, has making new friends…
Me: Who is it?
Oliver: Pansy Parkinson.
Me: Who’s she?
Oliver: She is a Slytherin. I heard that she was with Draco.
Me: Draco?
Oliver: You’ll see him soon enough.
Me: Why? Is he bad?
Oliver: He’s Slytherin seeker…
Me: Oh I see… pride is your game…
Oliver: What?
Me: Nothing.
Oliver: Whatever… I didn’t know Pansy and Harry were friends…
Me: I didn’t know either…
Oliver: Well, I have to go. And besides, I think I’ve heard Hermione’s voice out there…
Then, I don’t know why, he kissed me on the cheek, and leave, smiling broadly.
He was right. Hermione was there, with Ron and Miriam by her side. She looked a bit sad.
Then, they saw Harry standing with Pansy…
Ron; What the bloody hell is that?
Hermione: Oh my….
Miriam: What is it?
Me: It’s Pansy Parkinson.
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