Okay, basically this based on an RPG I did a couple of months ago, when food is tossed and chaos ensues. Of course, with the RPG I had lots of help to keep it going, from continuations and suggestions. So basically, if you read this and like what you see, feel free to include suggestions for what you think should happen next, namely who should get hit with what, and who knows? You might actually make a cameo in this. BP
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The Great Hall was filled with the normal sounds of students, merrily filling their famished forms...well, mostly merry. "I can't believe it!!!" Hermione shouted in a voice loud enough to turn more than a few heads. "Shh," said Pearl, (none other than yours truly ^.~) "It's not that big a deal. So you didn't ace the test." Hermione glared at Pearl. "Okay...so you flunked it." "I don't get it," Hermione mused sadly, "I always do so well with potions." "Don't worry Herm," said Ron, mouth filled with his sandwich. "You probably could flunk every test for the rest of the year and still be a head of everyone." "That's highly unlikely," said Harry, "And please don't take with your mouth full Ron. We know what you're eating, but we don't need to see it first hand."
Ron had turned to say something to Harry, when his eyes suddenly got big and a low gagging noise could be heard in the back of his throat. "R-Ron, stop joking," said Pearl, "It's not funny." But the look of horror on Ron's reddening face was anything but comedic. "He's not kidding," said Herm as Harry quickly grabbed Ron from behind. He had seen his uncle do this when Dudley had choked on his piece of cake (which was actually quite funny). "Out with it!" Harry said urgently, Suddenly, a half chewed piece of sandwich flew from Ron's mouth. As Ron was gasping for air, the chewed up sandwich made it's way across the cafeteria and into the face of an unsuspecting Slytherin. "Eeeww!" said Pansy Parkinson, flailing her arms frantically, "Get it off me! Get it off me!" One of her girlfriends removed the sticky mess from the side of her head.
Pansy searched the Great Hall with furious eyes, trying to spot the culprit. She fixed her eyes on the giggling face of Pearl Black, Layla's darling cousin, who had nudged Harry who was shaking his head. Growling, she took a big clump of mashed potatos and hurled it towards Pearl. Luckily for Pearl, Hermione moved her head in the way at the last minute. Unfortunately for Pansy, Hermione was already NOT in the best of moods. Ron, Harry and Pearl watched as Hermione grabbed the majority of the clump of mashed potatoes from behind her head.
Hermione turned to see where the throw had come from. She knew immediately when she locked eyes Pansy, dismayed at having missed her true target. Without hesitating, Hermione tossed the clump of food at the person who had threw it. Pansy had seen the food coming and had enough time to move. It wasn't necessary though, because Hermione's throw had been a bit off. The mashed potatoes hit the person next to Pansy: Draco Malfoy. Despite the miss, Hermione couldn't help but laugh at the indignant expression on Draco's face, coupled with how ridiculous he looked with the lump of white on the side of his face and the gravy running down his face. A few of the students were now beginning to laugh.
"Damned Mudblood!" Draco yelled, accenting the last part by throwing a jiggly potion of green jello at Hermione who squealed and then ducked. The jello splattered against Pearl, leaving an icky green stain all over the front of her robe. Pearl, being an innocent bystander, felt there was only one thing to do. She got up from where she sat and walked wordlessly over to where Draco sat, eyes following her eagerly. When she arrived behind him, Draco turned to face her, a glint of dare in his eyes as Pearl weighed her tray. "And just what do you think you're going to do with that?" Draco asked defiantly.
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Well, what should I do? This is where you lovely reviewers come in, since all opinions included in the review will help mold the storyline. Also, if you have a name that wouldn't make sense in the story, (like Astro99superfly or something) but you'd like to be included anyway, you can write a name that you would like to be called (no character names please, they are in use)
Later Dayz! I've got to clean my robes. Yuck! BP
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The Great Hall was filled with the normal sounds of students, merrily filling their famished forms...well, mostly merry. "I can't believe it!!!" Hermione shouted in a voice loud enough to turn more than a few heads. "Shh," said Pearl, (none other than yours truly ^.~) "It's not that big a deal. So you didn't ace the test." Hermione glared at Pearl. "Okay...so you flunked it." "I don't get it," Hermione mused sadly, "I always do so well with potions." "Don't worry Herm," said Ron, mouth filled with his sandwich. "You probably could flunk every test for the rest of the year and still be a head of everyone." "That's highly unlikely," said Harry, "And please don't take with your mouth full Ron. We know what you're eating, but we don't need to see it first hand."
Ron had turned to say something to Harry, when his eyes suddenly got big and a low gagging noise could be heard in the back of his throat. "R-Ron, stop joking," said Pearl, "It's not funny." But the look of horror on Ron's reddening face was anything but comedic. "He's not kidding," said Herm as Harry quickly grabbed Ron from behind. He had seen his uncle do this when Dudley had choked on his piece of cake (which was actually quite funny). "Out with it!" Harry said urgently, Suddenly, a half chewed piece of sandwich flew from Ron's mouth. As Ron was gasping for air, the chewed up sandwich made it's way across the cafeteria and into the face of an unsuspecting Slytherin. "Eeeww!" said Pansy Parkinson, flailing her arms frantically, "Get it off me! Get it off me!" One of her girlfriends removed the sticky mess from the side of her head.
Pansy searched the Great Hall with furious eyes, trying to spot the culprit. She fixed her eyes on the giggling face of Pearl Black, Layla's darling cousin, who had nudged Harry who was shaking his head. Growling, she took a big clump of mashed potatos and hurled it towards Pearl. Luckily for Pearl, Hermione moved her head in the way at the last minute. Unfortunately for Pansy, Hermione was already NOT in the best of moods. Ron, Harry and Pearl watched as Hermione grabbed the majority of the clump of mashed potatoes from behind her head.
Hermione turned to see where the throw had come from. She knew immediately when she locked eyes Pansy, dismayed at having missed her true target. Without hesitating, Hermione tossed the clump of food at the person who had threw it. Pansy had seen the food coming and had enough time to move. It wasn't necessary though, because Hermione's throw had been a bit off. The mashed potatoes hit the person next to Pansy: Draco Malfoy. Despite the miss, Hermione couldn't help but laugh at the indignant expression on Draco's face, coupled with how ridiculous he looked with the lump of white on the side of his face and the gravy running down his face. A few of the students were now beginning to laugh.
"Damned Mudblood!" Draco yelled, accenting the last part by throwing a jiggly potion of green jello at Hermione who squealed and then ducked. The jello splattered against Pearl, leaving an icky green stain all over the front of her robe. Pearl, being an innocent bystander, felt there was only one thing to do. She got up from where she sat and walked wordlessly over to where Draco sat, eyes following her eagerly. When she arrived behind him, Draco turned to face her, a glint of dare in his eyes as Pearl weighed her tray. "And just what do you think you're going to do with that?" Draco asked defiantly.
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Well, what should I do? This is where you lovely reviewers come in, since all opinions included in the review will help mold the storyline. Also, if you have a name that wouldn't make sense in the story, (like Astro99superfly or something) but you'd like to be included anyway, you can write a name that you would like to be called (no character names please, they are in use)
Later Dayz! I've got to clean my robes. Yuck! BP