Lady Celestial Stars wonderful story

Part 57

Chapter 57: Dreadful Divination and Horrifying Hippogriffs

Notes:

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(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

"You comfortable, sweetie?" asked Mrs. McFinn.

"Uh huh." said Harry smiling as he laid his his on her shoulder.

"Let's see how far we can go before lunch time." said Dumbledore with a smile. "Miss Granger, if you would."

First paragraph, first sentence.

"There's a shock." said Fred.

"He's not normally 

funny

." said George.

End of first paragraph.

"Fainting is funny?" said Nightstrike.

"No, not really." said Ron rolling his eyes. "He was mocking Harry."

"I'd like to see him go up against a dementor." said Tempest sourly.

"It is not many people who fall victim to them so quickly, those few are the few worthy of knowing and protecting." said Firenze.

Dialogue line.

Dialogue set, second sentence.

Sirius groaned, "Too bad she isn't here to hear that. Where is she anyway?"

"Most likely trying to get rid of that stuff on her face, that's what happens when you don't follow directions with that sort of stuff. She's going to be out of commission for a little while longer." said Harry with a laugh.

End of dialogue set.

"She looked like she was trying to catch a very slow moving moth." said Ron with a smirk.

Second paragraph.

Dialogue line.

"He looked pissed." said George.

"Walked on egg shells, we did. Till Harry finally calmed down." said Fred.

Dialogue line.

Third paragraph.

Dialogue line.

Dialogue line.

Malfoy went pink.

Dialogue line.

Dialogue line. 

Dialogue line.

Dialogue set, first sentence.

"Joking didn't work, maybe explaining something will." said George.

End of dialogue set.

"Takes less than a day for some." said Sirius thoughtfully.

Dialogue line. 

Fourth paragraph, first sentence.

"No surprise." said Sirius proudly.

End of fourth paragraph.

"Well, at least you were feeling better enough to eat." said McGonagall with a slight smile.

"Exactly, you always felt sick to your stomach when you were upset. The only thing we could get down your throat would be tea." said Mrs. McFinn, kissing the top of Harry's head.