Hidden Talent

Chapter: 13

"I think he's a spoilt brat" Hikaru muttered as they arrived at the common-room.

"Yeah! Just because he's 'Harry Flipping Potter' he thinks he can do whatever he bloody well wants!" Johnny agreed, crossing his arms in a sulking manner.

"I think if anyone from a younger year should be chosen, it should of been a Ravenclaw! I mean, we're the smartest out of all the houses! Gryffindor's are just foolishly brave!" Ling yelled, making his way to their room.

"Well, I want to know how he got his name in the goblet" Jack muttered to himself as he sat down on his bed.

"Meow!" Dragon called, jumping onto his lap, demanding attention.

"Hay, Dragon. How was your day?" the Goth asked, stroking the midnight fur gently. Dragon purred and arched his back into the petting hand.

The albino smiled as he picked Dragon up before and put him on his pillow before standing up and heading off to take a shower. Once he was done, he came back into the bedroom with his hair flat against his head and dressed in only his white boxes-shorts. He gave a cute yawn and climbed into bed, cuddling his 'chase-plushie'.

"G'night, guys..." he called before slipping in to unconsciousness to the sound of the rain hitting the window.

"Night" Hikaru muttered.

"...Sleep tight" Johnny yawned, snuggling into his pillow.

"Don't let the pixies bite" Ling added, making Jack giggle before going to sleep.

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It was a normal day and Harry was sitting against a tree next to the lake, which Neville was standing in; collecting specimens. Harry picked up one of Neville's books and read-out the title "Magical water plants of the Highland lochs?"

"Moody gave it to me. That day we had tea" Neville said and glanced up at Harry nervously "Um, Harry? Can y-you give me s-some advice?" he asked.

"Yeah, Neville. What is it?" the golden boy asked, putting the book down.

"W-well, its this person I l-like...they're, like, really beautiful, gorgeous, just really...perfect and I'm.. me. Their way out of my league, but I don't think they know that. S-so what should I do?" Neville asked, never looking up from the water.

"Well, I don't know. Try being friends with her first, that way you'll be close to her emotionally, then ask her out" Harry said, not sure what too say, seeing as he never had a girlfriend.

"I've already tried that! But they never look at me the same way they're always looking at the guys from Durmstrong! I'm obviously not their type!" Neville whined.

"How do you know you're not her type?"

"Because I heard them talking to a friend, saying that they like guys who are Strong, brave, hansom, smart, well built, has dark hair and for some strange reason; Evil, but still has Honour." Neville listed, making Harry feel sorry for him.

"Wow, that's a long list. Well you have.. Umm, Ah! Dark hair and your smart! And you also have honour, Neville. The other things you can work on" he said, trying to cheer him up.

"Yeah, I guess. But t-they said it like they were describing someone they knew... b-but by the sad look o-on his face, it must have been an old boyfriend or crush or something that didn't work out" he told him, whispering the last bit to himself.

Moments later Hermione, Ron and Ginny came walking through the tree's, Ron an Ginny stopped a little bit away, but Hermione walked up to Harry, looking like she was concentrating. "Ron would like me to tell you that Seamus told him that Dean was told by Parvati that Hagrid's looking for you" she stated with great difficulty.