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Book One: Philosophers Stone

Chapter Five: Flying Watchdogs

Hermione slumped in to a chair at the House table at breakfast and was immediately bombarded with buttered toast, eggs and jam, as Khushi tried to fill her plate with food a wide foolish grin on her face. "Would you like anything else?" beamed Khushi but Hermione just ignored her. Khushi's face fell and she hunched over her cereal bowl.

"Don't bother with her Khushi" Ron said making a mean face at Hermione and her uppity behavior, "she's stuffed her head so much with what's in the text books all good sense seems to have gone out."

Harry's pumpkin juice went up his nose as Hermione whirled around furious and her bushy hair brushed Harrys face. "Well you wouldn't know would you" she seethed "your brain is so empty I can hear every thought bouncing off your skull!" and she picked up her bag and walked away from the table.

"I was trying to make friends Ron" Khushi chided.

"Why do you need to make friends when you have me and Harry?" Ron asked.

"Harry and I" Percy corrected.

"No Prefect ji" Khushi said with a warm smile "its Ron and Harry; but I'm glad to see you consider me your friend. Shake?" she held her hand out which Percy shook but promptly wiped his hand off on a napkin shooting Khushi weird glances.

"That's right Perc" Fred thumped his slight older brother on the back as he settled down for breakfast knocking Percy's horn rimmed glasses in the juice jug. "It is very nice of you to extend the hand of friendship to our Goat Girl."

"She might give you a leg up in the ministry" George added "I hear Fudge is really fond of goats, insists all his friends to call him Billy, he does."

"Khushi" Khushi interrupted, having had enough of being referred to as the Goat Girl.

"Really?!" said Fred.

"That's a very girly name to be want to be called by" George agreed.

"Fudge is a weird one. Maybe he likes to dress like a girl too, eh Perc?" Fred asked elbowing Percy in the ribs prompting the spoon full of cereal he had just consumed to dribble down his robes. Khushi couldn't help but laugh at that.

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It had been two weeks since school had started and Khushi was finding all her classes fun but a little hard. Hermione was the only one who managed to make any headway in Transfiguration and Neville was a natural at Herbology. The Astronomy Professor had told Khushi off thrice for gazing at the stars stupidly and talking to them in hushed whispers as if they were her parents. Potions was torture and Khushi had lost ten more points for trying to defend Harry earning a new name for herself: Potters Watchdog.

Today Khushi was super excited because it was their very first flying lesson, the only thing marring the perfect day was the fact that they had to take the lesson with the Slytherin. Malfoy was sneering about how his father had deplored the fact that first years weren't supposed to be part of the Quidditch teams because Malfoy was a superb flyer.

Harry stood nervously next to her and she clasped his hand reassuringly. "It will be fun!" she smiled. Neville; she noticed was stuffing his pocket with his Remembrall, the small glass orb which had been the subject of much argument between the Gryffindors and Slytherins at the breakfast table.

"Alright" yelled Madam Hooch the Flying Instructor "stand in front of your brooms and extend your hands forward like so" she demonstrated by holding her hand parallel to the ground "and yell 'Up'."

All the class extended their hands but only Harry and Malfoy managed to actually have their brooms jump in to their hands. Hermione's lay absolutely still while Ron's was turning over on the ground as if a child throwing a temper tantrum on the floor, refusing to get up on his two feet. "Can't learn this stuff from books, can you?" Ron sneered at Hermione who simply ignored him as she concentrated harder.

"Please jharou ji!" Khushi pleaded on her third attempt. "Up!" she said crisply and the broom finally came to rest in her fingers. Madam Hooch then showed them how to mount their brooms and push off the ground. Harry and Ron sniggered when Madam Hooch told Malfoy that he'd been doing it wrong all these years.

Khushi was enjoying herself, hovering a few inches above the ground when Neville lost control of his broom and it flew high up in the air. Neville in his nervous fright let go of the handle, lost his balance and came crashing to the ground breaking one of his wrists. Khushi jumped off her broom and rushed to his side.

"Are you ok Neville?" Khushi enquired of the poor boy who was holding his wrist trying hard not to yelp in pain. Madam Hooch descended from her broom and hurried over. "I'll just take Longbottom to the Hospital Wing, the rest of you stay stock still and behave!"

Malfoy and the rest of the Slytherin broke in to hoots of laughter making fun of Neville. Khushi saw Malfoy lazily saunter forward and pick up a small glass ball off the ground. It was Neville's Remembrall.

"O look at what Longbottom dropped" Malfoy drawled.

"Give that back" Harry snarled, completely at the end of his tether with the Slytherin bully. Malfoy simply mounted his broom and pushed off with Harry following. "I'll just leave this some place safe for Longbottom. How about up a tree?" Malfoy jeered.

Harry did a complicated swerve in the air and came face to face with a now worried looking Malfoy. Khushi cheered because Harry made flying look so easy. He was a natural, and Khushi didn't know much about brooms and flying. Ron was cheering next to her while Hermione was admonishing him to get off now before they lost more points.

In a burst of panic Malfoy threw the ball high up on the air far away from Harry. "Well then you'll have to catch it" and rushed back to the ground laughing derisively. Harry didn't think but followed instinct as he nose-dived at the ground following the arc of the Remembrall. He was inches from the ground when he grabbed the glass ball in his hand and came up out of the dive straight on his feet to tremendous applause and cheering by the Gryffindor's the Slytherin staring in horror.

"Bloody hell!" Ron exclaimed in excitement "that was brilliant! You showed Malfoy!" Khushi jumped in place in her excitement as she clapped her hands.

"Mr. Potter!" they heard a sharp voice exclaim and all the students turned around to find Professor McGonagall, Head of Gryffindor House come striding down the grounds her nostrils flared and glasses flashing in the sun. "How dare you! The audacity…. Rules…… Come with me" she finally bit out after spluttering in rage.

Khushi watched as Harry followed in the wake of McGonagall's billowing black robes, her heart plummeting in her stomach for her friend. She heard Malfoy snigger behind her.

"Well I guess that's the last we'll be seeing of Potter" he sneered as him and the rest of the Slytherin made their way towards the castle. Khushi extended her leg when Malfoy passed by and tripped him so he was sprawled on the ground.

"Haw hai Malfoy! Not only are you crap on the broom you can't seem to be on your two feet on the ground either."

The Gryffindors laughed at Malfoy's splotched face and walked towards the castle.

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Khushi was biting her nails nervously as she looked up and down the Entrance Hall waiting alongside Ron for a glimpse of Harry. She noticed Arnav coming through the Dungeon doors and she ignored him. She was too nervous for her friend to participate in a glaring competition.

"Look it's the perfect couple: the poor boy who couldn't afford a pure blood girlfriend and the mudblood with horrible taste" she heard Raizada sneer but she ignored him. Ron bristled at her side but she nudged his toe to get his attention, shaking her head imperceptibly.

"I wonder if the pom poms in hair symbolize who wears the balls in this relationship" Arnav said louder to get a rise out of her but she wasn't even looking his way, not even a small blush to indicate that she was listening.

"Maybe she's not exclusive, maybe she would snog anyone, even that Longbottom idiot" Arnav nearly shouted in her ear as he moved towards her but she simply looked at the stairs and pushed past him with a wide grin on her face. Arnav saw as she rushed half way up the stairs and launched herself in Harry Potter's arms squealing with delight.

"You don't have your trunk with you!" she exclaimed the obvious "You haven't been expelled!!" she cried and started dancing around Harry who was laughing merrily. Ron joined them and they started an animated conversation about some flying incident.

Arnav was livid at being ignored by a mudblood who should be at her knees showing her betters the proper respect they deserved. He stalked in to the Great Hall and took his seat scowling down at the food, not really bothered with what he was shoveling in his mouth.

"What is he still doing here?" he heard Malfoy whine down the table. "I thought McGonagall would expel him for flying that broom without Hoochs' supervision."

Desert was served and they heard a high squeal from the Gryffindor table. Arnav looked on in amazed horror with the rest of the Great Hall as Khushi Kumari Gupta jumped in place in her excitement, picked up a large plate of treacle tart and ran towards the Slytherin table. She stopped in front of Malfoy who was staring at her bug eyed and stuffed his gaping mouth with treacle tart.

"Thank you Malfoy ji!!" she squealed before she deposited a smacking kiss on his cheek and skipped back to her table. Malfoy nearly choked on the treacle tart as Arnav Singh Raizada III felt his insides boil with wrath.

"Well on that note of commendable inter-house friendship, thank you Miss Gupta, let's all tuck in to dessert" they heard Professor Dumbledore's voice break the awkward silence and the Great Hall resumed in its gossip with renewed fervor. Arnav noted how Khushi kept squeezing Harry's shoulder and thumping him on the back, and how Harry didn't seem annoyed at all, he actually grinned ear from ear.

Dinner was over and people were filing out of the Hall while most still sat on their chairs chatting away. Malfoy walked up to the Gryffindor table with his cronies Crabbe and Goyle and sneered down at Harry "Enjoying your last meal before you hop on to the Hogwarts Express?"

"Nope" Harry said nonchalantly as he looked up at Malfoy steadily.

"Yeah, didn't work out so well for you, did it Malfoy?" Ron said and Khushi smirked with satisfaction at Malfoys pale face going all red.

"O yeah? I bet you won't be so brave at a Wizards duel" Malfoy spat.

"Name the place" Ron said without missing a beat "I'll second Harry."

"The Trophy Room" Malfoy said instantly and then seized up Crabbe and Goyle. "Crabbe will second me" he said choosing the bigger of the two. "Midnight" and so saying he turned towards the door and left.

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Harry, Khushi and Ron waited for the common room to empty as they lounged on their favorite stools close to the fire pretending to do Transfiguration homework. By half past eleven the entire common room was empty and the three friends made to get up and meet the Slytherin brat once and for all.

"I cannot believe you are going to go through with this!" they heard a high pitched screech coming from one of the high backed chairs by the fire that they had thought was unoccupied. Hermione rose from the chair and stormed up to them. "You are going to risk losing more House points just for the sake of proving one twat wrong?! What if a Professor finds you? What if you're expelled? You managed to get out of an expulsion earlier Harry, why are you risking it again?" she asked with reproach.

"We don't expect you to understand now do we" retorted Ron in a defensive tone.

"But the House Points?!" screeched Hermione "Expulsion!!" she cried. "Khushi" she turned to the crest fallen girl thinking her easy prey "don't let them go through with this!"

Harry pushed open the portrait and stepped with Rona and an apologetic Khushi following. "Wait!" Hermione cried as she followed them, the portrait closing with a snap behind her. "Thank God you guys opened the portrait hole!" Neville squeaked off the floor. "I forgot the password and had to sleep outside!"

"It's pipsqueak" Khushi ventured as she followed Harry and Ron, with Hermione on their heels whispering admonishments. "I bet it's a trap set by that vile boy just to get you out of school!" Hermione whispered.

"Would you give it a rest" Ron commanded as the five of them reached the Trophy Room. The room was empty with a faint light emanating from the shelves and shelves of trophy's reaching the ceiling. "Well where is he then?" Hermione asked in an annoyingly I-told-you-so voice, making Ron want to punch her large front teeth in.

"He'll be here" Harry said through clenched teeth "why don't you and Neville go back to the common room?"

There was a light mewing and they whipped their heads around to see Mrs. Norris the Caretakers cat look up at them with her luminous eyes and then dart out the door as quick as a hare to get to Filch. The five Gryffindors bolted out of the room as fast as they could and started running in the opposite direction. They came across a locked door and could hear Filch's wheezing and panting and manical laughing behind them.

"Alou hamara!" Khushi cried as she tapped the locked door.

"You're kidding me right?" Hermione snapped at her as she shoved her out of the way. "Alohomora" she cried as she tapped the lock and it opened with an audible click. They scrambled inside and slammed the door shut, breathing hard against it.

They heard shuffling footsteps outside, a muttered oath and then there was silence. Khushi breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Neville who was standing beside her trembling like a bowl full of jelly. She saw that he was staring straight ahead and turned her head to the side to see what he was staring at.

Her insides froze as she saw a huge three headed dog with all of its six eyes trained on them. There was drool oozing out of its mouth which had started to snarl at the corners and its beady eyes were brimming with a contained hunger to tear them limb from limb. The dog was standing stock still because they hadn't made any sudden moves, but as soon as Harry and Hermione turned so did Ron and all five of them let out ear splitting screams prompting the dog to bark.

The flooded out of the room and ran till they somehow made it to the portrait of the Fat Lady where they panted the password to a startled Fat Lady. Once inside Hermione started berating them for their foolishness.

"I told you Malfoy had set a trap and you walked right in to it" Hermione admonished.

"O shut up!" Ron snapped "What was Dumbledore thinking allowing that… that… monster in the castle!"

"Well it was obviously guarding something! Seriously people are as blind as bats these days" Hermione muttered as she huffed towards the girls dormitory.

"I was too busy looking at its heads!! It had three of them if you didn't know" Ron shouted back at her only to have the door slammed in his face.

"I think we should all head to bed now" Neville said weakly, his face a pale green

"Yeah" said Ron as he walked towards the dorm door. "Harry, you coming?" he enquired when Harry didn't move.

Harry glanced up and saw Khushi lost in thought. Their eyes met and he saw the same spark of curiosity burning in her eyes.

res!!!!!

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Khushi is oh so adorable, re... :)

Alou hamara??!! Seriously??!! LMFAO!!!

And she ignored Arnav like a speck of dust??!! In your face, Raizada!!! :-D

It was a fantastic update, Munchy...

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Yeeewyy res
*edit*
lol khushi is ignoring arnav
he was jealous of harry poor boy:D
harry and khushi hv smthing crazy in their mind,right?
M loving it :)
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Originally posted by: -_-harsh42

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dman it
harshu i want to beat u once in res game:D

Wwowww !!!!
Loved it ...
the way she ignored asr ... commendable ...
u make me fall in love with harry potter swries again ...
Wonder wats brewing inside sanka devi's head now ...

"She might give you a leg up in the ministry" George added "I hear Fudge is really fond of goats, insists all his friends to call him Billy, he does."

This was one of my fav lines...no actually the whole Fred George talk was amazing!!
I dont know how u come up with this...but its remarkable!!!

Ahan!!...Jealous Arnav!!...I always enjoy that!!

"Alou hamara!" Khushi cried as she tapped the locked door.😆

P.S. I seem to realize that I always comment before ur PM!!!😆