Harry Potter - A harmione way of story

Chapter 21 :Quidditch Fight

This chapter is dedicated to" @AvantikaJaiswal3 "

Chris was moving to his class after the lunch, after the small drama that happened with Draco Malfoy. While immerses in his thoughts he stumbled upon someone on his way and sent the books in their hands flying away.

"Oh ! I am so sorry . I wasn't looking where I was going." , he finished quickly.

On taking a closer look upon he identified that it was a girl from his own year and the same house Gryffindor. She was smaller than him with brunette wavy hair that was let loose and had the  most intimidating black eyes he has ever seen before.

He immediately bent down and picked up the books and helping her. Sure, she doesn't have as much books as Hermione but, still it was a lot of books for a girl of her size.

After,  helping her with picking her books up he said to her "Hi ! I am Chris Granger and I am very sorry for knocking over you. I wasn't seeing where I was going".

She spoke to him for the first time "Of Course , you are not seeing where you are going"

"Sorry"

"I mean you are going for Professor Mcgonagall's class right ? ", she asked him  with a sly look in her face.

"Yeah! Of course , the next class is Transfiguration right".

"Quite Correct but, the class is in the opposite direction you are walking right now"

He rubbed his hair sheepishly

"Uhh ! It was just after the incident with Malfoy , I have a lot of things in my mind right now".

"Nothing to worry now. Shall we move to class now , or else we will be late".

"Sure and  may I know your name?"

"Oh its Samantha Davis"

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When the whole class was seated, Lockhart cleared his throat loudly and silence fell. He reached forward, picked up Neville Longbottom's copy of Travels with Trolls, and held it up to show his own, winking portrait on the front.

"Me," he said, pointing at it and winking as well. "Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary Member of the Dark Force Defense League, and five-time winner of Witch Weekly's Most-Charming-Smile Award - but I don't talk about that. I didn't get rid of the Bandon Banshee by smiling at her!"

He waited for them to laugh; a few people smiled weakly.

"I see you've all bought a complete set of my books -well done. I thought we'd start today with a little quiz. Nothing to worry about just to check how well you've read them, how much you've taken in -"

When he had handed out the test papers he returned to the front of the class and said, "You have thirty minutes - start - now!"

Harry looked down at his paper and read:

1. What is Gilderoy Lockhart 's favorite color?

2. What is Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition?

3. What, in your opinion, is Gilderoy Lockhart's greatest achievement to date?

On and on it went, over three sides of paper, right down to:

54. When is Gilderoy Lockhart's birthday, and what would his ideal gift be?

Half an hour later, Lockhart collected the papers and rifled through them in front of the class.

"Tut, tut - hardly any of you remembered that my favorite color is lilac. I say so in Year with the Yeti. And a few of you need to read Wanderings with Werewolves more carefully - I clearly state in chapter twelve that my ideal birthday gift would be harmony between all magic and non-magic peoples - though I wouldn't say no to a large bottle of Ogdeds Old Firewhisky!"