Fairytale Girl (OUAT/HP) ~Harry Potter Love Story~

Chapter 9 Beginning of Something New

Chapter 9
A/n: i just love Bell

(Danielle's Point of View)

Me, Ron, Hermione, and Harry are in abandon i'm sitting in Harry's lap in a friendly way i think i like him? i don't know. i'm getting tingling feeling's from him having his hands around my waist while i'm in his lap.
"Again?" said Hermione, making the potion, Harry just told us the Chamber of Secrets was open before. "You mean the Chamber of Secrets has been opened before?" said Hermione.
"Of course. don't you see?" said Ron, "Lucius Malfoy must have opened it when he was at school here. and now he's taught Draco how to do it"
"Maybe" i said, "We'll have to wait for the Polyjuice Potion to know for sure" i turn a page of my book it showed Bell at Rumpelstiltskin's (No idea if there's picture). Harry rest's his head on my shoulder i felt blood rush to my cheeks feelign his breathe hit my neck.
"Enlighten me." said Ron, "why are we brewing this potion in broad daylight....In the middle of the girl's lavatory? don't you think we'll get caught?"

Hermione giggled "No," she said, like it's the most funny thing Ron has ever said "No one ever comes in here"

"Why?" me and Ron ask in union.
"Moaning Myrtle" said Hermione.
"Who?" said Ron. i think that's a bad move because a ghost of a girl peeked her head out of a stall.
"Moaning Myrtle" repeated Hermione nodding to the ghost.

Harry looked over to her i look at him his eyes are wide i look at Myrtle "who's Moaning Myrtle?" asked Ron another bad move for Ronald.

"I'm Moaning Myrtle!" said the ghost scaring the heck out of Ron. she fly's up on top of some sinks.
"I wouldn't expect you to know me. who would ever talk about ugly, miserable, moping Moaning Myrtle?" said Myrtle.
she cry's and fly's off into a toilet.
"She's a little sensitive" said Hermione.
"I see...." i mutter.

(Dueling)

Okay, so Lock-thick (Lockheart) has made a dueling club and the Trio has made me join because i said Hermione come which was a bad idea....anyways we're gathered around this table or table i'm standing between Ron and Harry. "Gather around!" said Lock-thick, getting onto the stage or table, "Gather...around" he said.
"Can everybody see me? can you all hear me?" he said.
i roll my eyes you see i've come up with a nickname for our 'Famous', 'Sexy', and 'Dreamy' (That's what i heard girls call him) Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher i call him thick because he's so....thick, obviously, but i haven't told anyone this.

Lock-thick turned to us students "In light of the dark events of recent weeks. Professor Dumbledore has granted me permission to start this Dueling Club to train you all up in case you ever need to defend yourselves as i myself have done in countless occasions. for full details, see my publish works" said Lock-thick oh my god, he really made a book....wow....those books got to be stupid.

Lock-thick takes off his cloak and throws it into a crowd of girls instead making it land on my head and i got ripped off me making my hair all frizzy Harry and Ron snicker(Sp?) while i brush it down with my fingers. "Let me introduce my assistant" said Lock-thick, "Professor Snape"

Snape got onto the stage he's wearing black, as usual, "He has sportingly agreed to help with a short demonstration. now, i don't want any of you youngster's to worry"

I'M NOT A YOUNGSTER!!! i shout/thought

"You'll still have your potion master when i'm through with him. Never fear." said Lock-thick. he winked at a girl and i swear i think she almost fainted "I think i'm going to throw up" i whisper to Harry, making him chuckle,