..the first half wasa 0-0 snoozefest...whatever this...mysterious presence was...it wasgood at predicting football results, he handed the remote to hi... Dadand went upstairs at half timeWhatever was going on..."it" seemed to like the idea that he hadabandoned the match, even though he now wasn't sure what to do for therest of the evening...he wound up playing Final Fantasy on thePlaystation for a bit before reading, then bed.The tail end of the week was fairly uneventful, other than him andSteve. They watched him handle the Blast-Ended Skewrt and the Boggart without difficulty and they cheered and clapped loudly. It felt like Harry really might win. They were so drawn in and anxious about Harry's journey, that they all jumped in surprise when he turned the next corner and found himself face-to-face not with not a terrible monster, but a very pretty, tall, leggy, French girl."'Arry! I should have known you would be moving so fast here." Fleur Delacour smirked. "You are the best of us. I. She eased out of the path of the flying fist, grabbed the wrist and wrenched the guy's arm behind his back.It was better than the movies, until the next scene, when Kristy slammed her victim face down onto the hood of an old red Camaro, setting off the car alarm. In the midst of the bleeting alarm, Kristy followed the guy down with her face.I screamed out "No" but the man was already bellowing out in pain. Kristy stood up with a piece of the guy's ear in her mouth. With blood on her lips, she. "I'm Rodney, by the way. Like I said. If you need anything." Lina swore she saw his eyes trail down her body. Being polite, she pretended not to notice. She took his hand and shook it. "Lina. Thanks so much." He smiled and nodded, looked her over once more, and walked over to another freshman to introduce himself as the dean. As he left, Lina looked him over. Tall, sandy blonde hair, fairly muscular. His face was exceptionally handsome in a playful sort of way. He was a man looking for fun. She.