Chapter 1 : Chess
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"Hey, you two, what's up?"
"Nothing, Ron, I'm just trying to concentrate on my chess game here. Can't you see I'm busy?"
"But you're playing with Hermione,"
"Well, duh, what does that have to do with anything?"
"Well, you don't really need to concentrate in order to beat Hermione, do you?"
"No, I guess you're right,"
"Why isn't Hermione hexing us right now?"
"I Silenced her at lunch. She was getting on my nerves,"
"Because she wouldn't stop nagging. Knight to C4,"
The knight slid obediently across the board as Ron laughed. Hermione drew her wand angrily, but unable to make a noise, all she could do was brandish it threateningly. Ron laughed as she gave up and prodded her next piece into the appropriate postion. It squeaked in protest.
"Oh. How did you two end up playing chess?"
"Care to elaborate?"
"I told her I would only undo the jinx if she beat me in chess,"
"Why didn't she get someone else to do it?"
"Because I personalized my jinx,"
"What do you mean?"
"Oi, Hermione wasn't joking when she called you thick, was she?"
"Well, what does it mean?"
"It means I changed the jinx so that no one can undo it but me."
"Wicked. Where did you learn that?"
"It was the topic of last week's Charm's class, thickhead,"
Hermione smirked as she looked up at a red and spluttering Ron. She glanced at the board thoughtfully for a moment before prodding her bishop forward. Ron looked down also, and did a double take as he saw the board.
"At this rate, she's going to be able to talk again very soon,"
"I know! I can't believe she's beating me!"
"Me neither! I mean, Harry mate, I knew you were bad at chess, but I thought you were better than this!"
"I take extreme offence to that!"
"That was the point! Serves you right for calling me thick!"
"You are thick!"
"And you're bad at chess! What's the difference?"
"The difference, um...well....I know! The difference is that I never claimed I was smart!"
"And I never claimed I was good at chess,"
"Yes, you did!"
"Every chance you got,"
"Name one example,"
"That giant chess set in our first year,"
"I never claimed I was good, I just said I was better than you,"
Hermione tapped Harry smartly on the shoulder. He turned around to face her and she gestured pointedly at the chess board. Harry gulped as he noticed Hermione surreptitiously draw her wand, and he prodded his king, making it fall to the boad with a clatter.
"Oh bloody hell!"
"RONALD WEASLEY!! HARRY POTTER! I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!!"
"Why - can - she - talk - again? You - didn't - even - raise - your - wand!"
"She - made - me - charm - the - board - so - that - the - jinx - was - lifted - thirty - seconds - after - my - king - hit - it!"
"Over here, behind this suit of armor! Blimey, she's brilliant!"
"And to think, for a second there I actually thought you outsmarted the know-it-all!"
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