Dreams

Chapter 2: "Pleasure."

"Harry, who's this?" Ron asked with Hermione and Ginny at his side,
Fred and George following.

"Constance is the name. I ran into Harry by accident at that book
shop." She held out a hand to Ginny, she didn't take it, and after a few
awkward seconds Hermione took it:

"Nice to meet you Constance. I'm Hermione; this is Ron and his younger
sister Ginny." Ginny then took Harry's arm and rapped it around her;
she was getting a tad bit jealous.

Fred or George stepped forward, "Nice to meet you, sweet cakes!" George said then:

"Watch out!" Fred and George replied in popcorn like unison. Angela
and Katie had been spotted. They left at a sprint; Constance stood there with a
confused look on here face.

"Pleasure." Ron then took her hand and shook it with a goofy smile on
his face. Hermione gave him the evil eye.

"Ginny, I'm guessing you're Harry's girlfriend?" Constance was nice
and friendly.

"Yeah, are you a first year?" Ginny asked in a exceedingly rude tone.

"Well, it's my first year at Hogwarts, yes. But my first year of learning magic, no. Actually, Mum taught me loads..." Constance was cut off seeming to recognize something," Hermione Granger?"

"Yes?" Hermione replied quizzically.

"I've heard so much about you!"

"Me?"

"Yes, I'm amazed at how you can keep your grades up so high and still help Harry with all those things!"

"Thanks." Hermione was turning Weasley-red.

"Well, I've got to go say bye to my Mum and Papa, see you at the feast!"

"Why look who it is Potty and Weasel." Harry shivered at the sound of Draco Malfoy's voice.

"Oh, hi dragon breath," Ron responded.

"Hold him back," Harry whispered to Hermione and Ginny.

"Where's your dumb and dumber sidekicks?" Ginny remarked snobbishly.

"I wouldn't be saying that if I were you. My dad could sue you for verbal assault and could when every penny of those things you call "money." Probably not though, my father wouldn't want to waste his time if he was just going to get a sickle." That Weasley temper was kicking in right about now, Ron held his fists up, Ginny's face was turning red in rage!

"Malfoy, why don't you go find that "girlfriend" of yours. She's the only girl you can get around here, but that's only when she's desperate," Harry said holding back both Ginny and Ron now.

"You better watch it Potter," Malfoy fake warned.

"Or what?" Harry replied sarcastically tossing away the threat.

"He'll step on your toe," Hermione answered for him, everyone who was
listening started bursting out in laughter except Malfoy.

"I wouldn't be talking mud blood."

"Oh, Malfoy?" Hermione stepped up so close it made him nervous.

"Yes?" Malfoy tried to say in his coolest voice.

"Here." SMACK! Hermione slapped him!

"Gasp!" They heard from the all the people who saw.

"That's for calling me a mud blood." SMACK! "That's for threatening
Harry." SMACK! "That's for thinking Ron and Ginny are poor! They're richer then you know it, in a way you'll never be." SMACK! "This is for every time you called me a mud blood!" SMACK! "That was for making fun of Harry out of jealousy!" SMACK! "That's for all the times you made Ron mad and he didn't get a good throw at you!!" SMACK!! Crack! Malfoy tasted some blood in his mouth. "AND THAT WAS FOR ALL THE FUCKING THINGS YOU HAVE EVER DONE TO ANYONE AND MADE THEM SAD!!" Whoops, hollers, and a grand applause was let out, Fred and George were the
loudest. "Come on, let's say goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley," Hermione said fixing her hair and smiling at the scene of Malfoy.

"I'll get you for this mud blood!"

They followed her back to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley in awe.

Chapter 3:Off We Go

"Bye!" They waved to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley out of the window of their compartment.

Harry and Ron were the first to sit down in their seats Ginny sat by Harry and Hermione by Ron.

"Sorry to intrude, but has anyone seen a toad?" Constance came in ; she was helping:

"Neville lost his toad again? How many times is that boy going to loss that thing?" Ginny responded rather rudely.

"You haven't seen it?" Harry stared at her. She looked so:

"No we haven't, sorry," Ginny replied.

"Ok then, thanks anyways." Constance glance had gone to Harry before she left.

After about a half a hour Colin came in. "Hey, Harry! Ginny, Gryffindor 4th years are getting together a couple compartments away from here. You want to come?"

"Sure!" Ginny jumped from her seat jostling Harry a bit then left; Harry's side was empty now. Harry sat there, but after a hour of Ron's and Hermione's bickering he couldn't stand it!

"I'm going for a walk," he announced quietly to where Ron and Hermione couldn't here it, then left without being noticed. Harry started walking down the corridor. SMACK! Once more Harry and Constance had run into each other. Her quill fell out of his pocket:

"We keep on running into each other don't we?" Constance laughed

" Right, I was just looking for you. You dropped your pen when we last ran into each other." Harry laughed so did Constance.

"You mean quill," She giggled while picking up her quill, and she couldn't stop laughing. Crap shut up girl! What is this boy doing to you? Constance thought to herself.

"Right," Harry snickered. He rubbed the back of his neck; a lock of hair fell in his eye. After Harry stood up he helped her up. They stood so close together all they had to do was move one of their heads a inch forward and their lips would be touching.

Constance was the first to step back: " Do you want to hang out with me for awhile? I have no one to talk to. They all think I'm the new defense against dark arts teach," she laughed.

"Sure, my friends aren't that exciting. All they do is fight."

"And they've never gone out?"

"No?"

"Should, usually when people fight about the stupidest things they end up going out for forever."

"That's Ron and Hermione." Harry had developed a new habit, every time he was nervous he rubbed the back of his neck and he did it non-stop around Constance. Constance felt like slapping herself, what was with her? She was falling for a non-single guy! Constance had developed a new habit, too. Every time she was around Harry she had to talk. Not just normal talk but never shut up talk. She wasn't listening to her self, her brain wasn't in control her body was doing it all on it's own. She was walking towards the compartment that held Harry's friends. What was she talking about? It better not be something stupid.

"I'll watch out for him thanks," Constance was saying to Harry as they entered the compartment.

"Yeah, oh, and Mrs. Norris."

"Is that Filch's girlfriend or something?"

"She's a cat but it wouldn't surprise me though."

" So, Filch hates us because he's a squib and Mrs. Norris is his precious cat?"

"Right."

"Got it! He seems pretty pathetic, I sort of feel sorry for him."

"Yeah, he does lead a pretty sorrowful life."

"I guess."

"Harry, Constance will one of you tell Ron that he's wrong?" Hermione was now on the other side of the compartment not facing Ron.

"Oh, why don't you two just kiss and makeup or out, you might have to get a different compartment for that?" Harry winked at Constance, and she chuckled.

"Harry!" Ron ears were burning red.

"That's not right! Ron and I kissing like that'd ever even happen his dreams any time soon!" Hermione was in shock but still could yell at Harry.

"Multi tasking!" Constance said suddenly. "Sorry," she blushed a little embarrassed at her own outburst.

Silence.

"Well, that was a random act." Harry said breaking the awkward silence. They started laughing uncontrollably with discomfort.

"What are the open spots on the team?" Constance asked sitting down next to Hermione and Harry next to Ron.

"Chaser, I think."

"The captain can't even remember which spots are open and aren't?" Ron snickered.

" What are you Ron?" Constance glared at him, Ron met her glare. His eyes grew wide: Damn those eyes! (A/n I have amber eyes, can't you tell? Guys seem to like them)

"None."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Ron responded.

"I've been practicing all summer, I just hope I'm good enough. Who are your beaters?"

" Fred, and George." Hermione had pulled out Magical Theory ,but was still listening to the conversation.

"I had a conversation with them about a half a hour ago; they are quite a duet."

"To you," Ron remarked almost under his breath, but not quite.

" I guess I don't know much about anyone, I am new," Constance retorted. "I also met a Cho Chang, 6th year I believe she's extremely nice. Wicked! Are those jellybeans? I tend to never find those things and when I do they're on the floor or I don't have enough money."

"Would you like one?" Harry had bought himself some jellybeans for the cart about 15 minutes earlier

"Sure, hopefully I won't get a vomit; those things will probably make me vomit."

" How about a wax?"

" My crumbles! They have wax?"

"Crumbles?" Harry asked.

"Mouth got away from me, it's something I say."

"Ok..."

"I feel so out of touch with the magic world," Constance sighed. Malfoy came barging into they're compartment with Goyle and Crabbe at his sides.

"Granger! I tell you I'm going to pay you back."

"Looks like you came to your awful senses, Malfoy." Hermione replied with her nose

Still stuck in her book.

"Oh, Hello, my name is Draco Malfoy. You shouldn't be hanging out with these losers, you should be hanging out with the beautiful people like us, since you are so beautiful," Malfoy offered Constance her his hand. What a git! He thinks he's beautiful, lets send this oaf where he belongs, Constance thought

" My name's Constance and I think one you are sickening to look at and should be locked away some where so no one has to look at your face ever again. Two, they are not losers and three, you are a snot, nosed, conceded, little freak. Is that enough for you?" Constance pursed her lips and didn't take his hand, just like Harry didn't.

"Denied!" Ron made and exploding noise after it.

" Potter you're becoming awful epidemic and you must be gotten rid of."

"Are you sure it isn't you Malfoy?" Constance was on a roll of ways to make Malfoy frustrated. Malfoy stomped off like the little spoiled brat he is.

"You're my new best friend Constance," Ron said giving her a high five.

"Thanks Ron!" Constance said meeting his hand half way in the air.

" In the muggle world we would all be driving right now or at least have a permit," Hermione informed them.

"I know, when I was younger I couldn't wait to drive, now I'm happy to say I'm not a minor any more," Harry said pulling out his wand. "Now, I scare the Dursley's out of their wits every time I pull out my wand, " Harry giggled. (A/n When is it that you're not a minor?)

"Harry, you're being a hypocrite!"

"What do you mean, Ron?"

"You said yourself "giggling should be prohibited," Ron said in a matter-of-fact voice.

"Ron, how could you remember that? I said that, like, two years ago?" Harry rolled his

eyes, the weirdest things Ron could remember. Harry noticed Constance reading over Hermione's shoulder, "Oh, no! We've got another Hermione!" Harry yelled with a bit of sarcasm in his voice.

"What?" Hermione and Constance said at once.

" Constance was reading over your shoulder Herm," Ron answered.

"So, that's ok."

"No, it's not she'll turn into you in no time." Ron got a scolding eye from Hermione.

" She won't turn into me just for reading the same book," Hermione replied.

"What if she uses poly-juice potion?"

"Here we go again," Harry said under his breath, Constance heard him and giggled which made Harry smile.

"Oh, crap! I forgot Sonora!" Constance said realizing her pet was in the other compartment. Ron and Hermione were bickering so they didn't hear her.

"Come on; let's go get her," Harry said grabbing Constance by the wrist and dragging her out of the compartment.

"I can hear again!" Harry exclaimed once they were out of Ron and Hermione's compartment. "For once!" Constance giggled. "Who's Sonora?" Harry realizing what they had come out there to get.

"My cat, I've had her since I was 11," Constance explained.

"You and Hermione are too much alike."

"What?" Constance stood confused.

"She has a cat named Crookshanks except he won't be coming this year because he's sick."

" I can't wait until I see Dobby!" Constance said practically skipping.

"You know Dobby?" Harry said wide-eyed.

" Yeah, he's such a sweet little guy. Do you?" Constance replied.

" Yes, he warned me not to come to Hogwarts a couple years back because of Voldemort. You don't mind me actually saying his name, do you?"

"No not at all, I do not understand why people can't say his name. It's like if they say they think Voldemort will come looking for them."

"Hey, Constance! Hello, Harry," Paravati Patil and Lavender Brown said passing by them.

"Hey girls!" Constance replied waving. Whoa this girl could make fast friends!

"Damn you're fast!"

"What?"

"You've made so many friends in a matter of days!" Harry exclaimed.

"You just got to have the right touch." She winked and putting her index finger on Harry's scar for a couple of seconds. (During this whole time they were walking over to Constance's cat's compartment.)

"Lady's first," Harry said opening the compartment door before Constance had the chance.

"Harry, you're so much of a gentleman," Constance walked through.

"I'm very suave with the ladies you know," Harry replied. Constance covered her mouth to keep from laughing at this.

"Suave? You know some guy pulled that on me the other day. I believe he said the Weasley's just have a certain suave charm about them, Interesting huh?" Constance snickered.

"That was Fred probably, thinking he could pick you up. He's the funniest person, along with his twin brother George. The first year I came to Hogwarts they tried to send me a toilet seat, as a get will card. Their Ron's brothers."

"Oh, yeah, I thought they looked familiar. A toilet seat?"

"It's a bit of an inside joke."

"Ok? "

Silence.

"Sonora, here kitty, kitty. Sonora." Constance made a ticking sound with her tongue.

"Meow." A cat flew by Harry's face in a flash, at least a millimeter by it! The cat jumped into Constance arms.

"I'm guessing her magical power is being super fast?" Harry said rubbing his neck.

"How could you have guessed?" Constance said with sarcasm in her voice and laughing all at once. The cat purred while Constance petted her.

"Go, ahead she won't bite." Constance said pulling Harry's hand and making him pet Sonora. The cat kept purring.

"Ah, she bit me!" Harry said pulling his hand back.

"What?"

"Got cha," Harry laughed.

"You're evil."

"Then why am I not in Slytherin huh?"

"Because you paid the hat," Constance laughed that was the stupidest thing she had heard in while.

"Oh yeah, here are 50 galleons. Be sure to put me in Gryffindor ok. What would a hat do with the money?"

"Oh, so you're saying you did pay the hat."

"No, I was just wondering what could a hat do with money?"

"Buy new stitches?" Constance offered.

"True." They had sat down across from each other; Constance had her feet up.

"What time is?"

"I haven't gotten a new watch since my last one broke on the second task."

"Second task?" Obviously she didn't read the Daily Prophet that much.

"Didn't the Sketer woman cover that?"

"I guess I didn't read the Prophet that day. I read that interview though. Do you really sleep with a teddy bear and cry every time someone speaks of your parents?"

"How did she know?"

"Really Harry, can't you be serious for one minute."

How can I be serious when all I want to do is hold you and kiss you, Harry thought, he hadn't ever been kissed.

"I guess I had to many chocolate frogs."

"Those things used to scare the pee out of me. Except I was new to magic then since only one of my parents is magical. My mum's a muggle."

"My mum was born to a muggle family; her sister is such a prat! It's sickening how much Aunt Petunia spoils he precious Dudley-kins and he's such an oaf, he's bigger than the United Kingdom. My Uncle is even larger!"

"I know Dudley! That stupid little pervert hit on me when I went to a muggle school. I slapped him smack across the face. He's you're cousin?" Constance said just realizing it.

"To hell with him! You went to the same school? Which grades?"

" In middle school, right now is the most friends I've ever had! I was always called the hot weirdo. I had no friends, but all the guys. I never had a crush on any of them. Once I knew I was a witch I gave up on muggle guys."

"I see!" Harry nodded his head knowingly.

"You know because you're a neat guy! You're a very neat guy!" Constance started singing; I'm just a love machine. (A/n I thought I'd put that tid-bit in. I love Friends! It's hilarious, especially this episode. LOL)

"What the-"

"What? I got bored." Harry and Constance laughed.

"You must have A.D.D. Huh, which reminds me of spew."

"Spew?"

"Ask, Hermione."

"I will." Harry rolled his eyes and sniggered remembering how enthusiastic Hermione was of that stupid club.

Bow chic a bow-wow shut up mind! Harry caught himself glancing at her assets. "Damn it. Any ways, what are you going to try out for in Quidditch?" He said the first part under his breath.

"I think maybe, what ever spot is open." Constance replied making a concentrating look.

"Well, that's vague," Harry giggled.

"Hypocrite." She hit him on the head with a book she had next to her playfully.

"A.D.D. girl!" Harry poked her with his finger on her forehead.

" Scar head!" Constance punched him lightheartedly in the arm.

"Non-decider!" They burst out laughing; they had gotten in a play fight.

"Come on we better get into our robes," Harry reminded her.

"I guess so," she sighed. They agreed to meet at Hermione and Ron's compartment. Harry was the one of the first to finish changing into his robes. When he got to the compartment he saw Hermione and Constance weren't there. Ron was already in his robes.

"Girls, can't live with them, can't live with out them," Ron shook his head knowingly.

"How can it take girls so long to change into damn robes?" Harry asked sitting across from Ron, noticing Constance had brought her cat, Sonora, who was sleeping soundly in a seat.

"I can not tell a lie, Constance is whoa!" Ron said excitedly. "And damn those eyes, what is with those eyes?"

"You noticed them, too? "

"Yeah! Bow chic a bow-wow!" Ron practically sang.

"That's what my mind did when I caught myself looking at her... never mind." Harry said abruptly.

"Her A or B?

"I choose choice A."

"Oh, hey Harry!" Hermione chimed in, she hadn't heard the other part of the conversation, and she sat next to Ron.

"Watch the face, I swear your hair is turning into an Afro," Ron said guarding his face from Hermione's hair.

"Shut up Ron." Hermione rolled her eyes.

"I'm back! Oh, great does anyone have a flyswatter," Constance laughed at herself, then realizing that nobody got it she said "it's my own little inside joke." The rest nodded in unison. Her hair was down it touched her waist. Harry felt like petting it, it seemed so soft. She sat down and started putting it back up into a ponytail

"What do you use on your hair, I must know?" Hermione said interrupting Harry secret thoughts.

"Nothing special, I just wash it. I'm really don't use a particular product."

"Lucky! That's so unfair, you get the naturally fabulous hair and I get what looks like a hairball Crookshanks threw up," Hermione sighed.

"That reminds me, Sonora. Here, kitty, kitty," Constance sang making a ticking noise. WHOOSH! Sonora was in Constance's arms.

"You have a cat, too?" Hermione shrilled.

"Oh great, another Hermione."

" I heard that, Ron," Hermione snapped.

"Here we go again," Harry said, then feeling the train stop.