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Rowling. With the exception of Octavia Eve she is my creation!
Happy Pills At Hogwarts : Spring Fever
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were enjoying a lovely end of term afternoon by the lake. It was a fine sunny day on the Hogwarts grounds, birds were chirping, unicorns frolicking, flowers in bloom, naked professors rolling about, and...Wait a minute?! Naked Professors? What the...The three best friends were trying to soak up some sun, when all of a sudden they heard some odd screaming, that seemed to be coming from the castle, then a loud THUD. They turned around to look for the source of the commotion, only to see two very scanty clad people rolling down the slope of the lawn.
"Wot in the Bloody 'ell?!" said Ron, bewildered.
"I think some ones gone mad!" Exclaimed Harry
"Erm..." Is about the only sound Hermione could manage.
As the two bare skinned people sped toward them, they became a tad clearer. They could now see a fluffy head.
"Is that...Ron struggled, trying not to gag Professor....Sprout?"
"Blimey! I believe it is! But...who is that with her?"
By this time the three of them had gotten up and slowly started walking toward the continually rolling pair. And Ron began repeating.
"Oh please don't be Snape, please don't be Snape, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DON'T BE SNAPE!"
"Relax Ron, it doesn't look anything like Snape." said Harry.
"Heh, right...it's just I'm already feeling a bit queezy, last thing I need to see is his greasy pu-"
"Ron!" Hermione cut him off.
"Right...sorry."
"Y'know" said Harry watching the tumbling Sprout with her apparent beau."I don't ever remember the lawn being this long, I mean they've been rolling for wot, a good 10 minutes now?"
Harry, Ron and Hermione were at the foot of the small hill that lead from the castle down to Hagrid's cabin, when the plummeting finally ceased right at their feet. Now they had a close up view of the two nutters that had been rolling down the hill. Hermione covered her mouth as to suppress a gag. It was now clear that in fact it had been Professor Sprout, a barely covered Sprout at that (wearing, if wearing is the word for it, a fig plant, tied around her hips with a small vine, and two strategically placed fig leaves, held on with the same vine) and her friend that had accompanied her on their escapade down the land, was none other than the Minister of Magic himself Cornelius Fudge (who had a baby mandrake over his privates, how the mandrake stayed in place...well lets just say...it mustn't have been teething) Completely disregarding Harry, Hermione and Ron , they continued to wriggle around, until Ron, unable to take anymore,cleared his throat. Not being noticed the first time, he did again, again and again 'till Hermione who had had enough, decided to kick Fudge, being care full though as not to mess up her shoes. Finally Fudge looked up.
"Oh, hello there!" He said merrily. A minute later his situation dawning on him. "Oh, er... I bet you're wondering wot Professor Sprout and I are... eh.. doing..."
"It's a bit obvious." said Hermione flatly.
But Fudge ignored her and continued with his testimony. "We...were... (then an idea came to him) testing the quality and springy-ness of the lawn!" As he grabbed a handfull of grass and held it up to them.
"Er...riiiight..." said Ron with apparent disbelief.
"We know wot you are doing we're not stupid you-
Giving up his act "Al right! That's right we were about to BLOODY SHAG!" said Fudge "And if you don't mind I'd like to finish wot I started!" As he shook off his mandrake. Professor Sprout started giggling and they went on wallowing around toward the Forbidden Forest.
Happy Pills At Hogwarts : Spring Fever
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were enjoying a lovely end of term afternoon by the lake. It was a fine sunny day on the Hogwarts grounds, birds were chirping, unicorns frolicking, flowers in bloom, naked professors rolling about, and...Wait a minute?! Naked Professors? What the...The three best friends were trying to soak up some sun, when all of a sudden they heard some odd screaming, that seemed to be coming from the castle, then a loud THUD. They turned around to look for the source of the commotion, only to see two very scanty clad people rolling down the slope of the lawn.
"Wot in the Bloody 'ell?!" said Ron, bewildered.
"I think some ones gone mad!" Exclaimed Harry
"Erm..." Is about the only sound Hermione could manage.
As the two bare skinned people sped toward them, they became a tad clearer. They could now see a fluffy head.
"Is that...Ron struggled, trying not to gag Professor....Sprout?"
"Blimey! I believe it is! But...who is that with her?"
By this time the three of them had gotten up and slowly started walking toward the continually rolling pair. And Ron began repeating.
"Oh please don't be Snape, please don't be Snape, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DON'T BE SNAPE!"
"Relax Ron, it doesn't look anything like Snape." said Harry.
"Heh, right...it's just I'm already feeling a bit queezy, last thing I need to see is his greasy pu-"
"Ron!" Hermione cut him off.
"Right...sorry."
"Y'know" said Harry watching the tumbling Sprout with her apparent beau."I don't ever remember the lawn being this long, I mean they've been rolling for wot, a good 10 minutes now?"
Harry, Ron and Hermione were at the foot of the small hill that lead from the castle down to Hagrid's cabin, when the plummeting finally ceased right at their feet. Now they had a close up view of the two nutters that had been rolling down the hill. Hermione covered her mouth as to suppress a gag. It was now clear that in fact it had been Professor Sprout, a barely covered Sprout at that (wearing, if wearing is the word for it, a fig plant, tied around her hips with a small vine, and two strategically placed fig leaves, held on with the same vine) and her friend that had accompanied her on their escapade down the land, was none other than the Minister of Magic himself Cornelius Fudge (who had a baby mandrake over his privates, how the mandrake stayed in place...well lets just say...it mustn't have been teething) Completely disregarding Harry, Hermione and Ron , they continued to wriggle around, until Ron, unable to take anymore,cleared his throat. Not being noticed the first time, he did again, again and again 'till Hermione who had had enough, decided to kick Fudge, being care full though as not to mess up her shoes. Finally Fudge looked up.
"Oh, hello there!" He said merrily. A minute later his situation dawning on him. "Oh, er... I bet you're wondering wot Professor Sprout and I are... eh.. doing..."
"It's a bit obvious." said Hermione flatly.
But Fudge ignored her and continued with his testimony. "We...were... (then an idea came to him) testing the quality and springy-ness of the lawn!" As he grabbed a handfull of grass and held it up to them.
"Er...riiiight..." said Ron with apparent disbelief.
"We know wot you are doing we're not stupid you-
Giving up his act "Al right! That's right we were about to BLOODY SHAG!" said Fudge "And if you don't mind I'd like to finish wot I started!" As he shook off his mandrake. Professor Sprout started giggling and they went on wallowing around toward the Forbidden Forest.