Disclaimers:
Pandora Vetinari belongs to Debbie.
Freddie Du Yorke belongs to Maddie.
Fred and George belong to Holly.
All Official HP Characters belong to JK Rowling.
Snape is played by Bryan.
Ubel Von Crackawitz belongs to Emma.
Jupiter Vrij belongs to me.
This fic is nabbed from a Harry Potter Roleplaying site, Hogwarts on Crack (HOC). So if the perspective jumps a lot, that's why. I've done my best to make everything as easy to understand as possible. Enjoy!
Review if you love me. Or even if you don't. If I get enough reviews, I may *gasp* continue.
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It was a day away from the ball, and Hogwarts was alive with chatter and people looking for dates. Jupiter Vrij, sixth year Slytherin Prefect, Head of Student Relations, had the perfect idea. She knew he'd be open for the dance, and boy was he handsome.
"Good morning, Pandora!" Jupiter chimed as she walked into their DADA class. Pandora looked up and nodded to Jupiter, who continued talking, "How's your date-hunt going? Going with Manx yet?"
"He's going with some Ravenclaw," she fumed, "So no. No, I have bigger fish to fry."
"Like who?" Jupiter asked, setting down her books on the desk next to Pandora, then sitting down.
"Lucius Malfoy," she said affirmatively. Jupiter snorted with laughter.
"Good luck, Pandora. Really."
Just then, Professor Snape came swooshing into the classroom. Several of the Slytherin girls sighed, and Jupiter fell out of her chair. Snape turned around and glared at her. She hurried back into her seat and tried not to look at anyone. "As you have been informed," said Snape, "Your usual teacher, Miss Von Crackawitz, could not make it today. She won't be here for half the week." He began to pace slowly in front of the classroom. "During that time, I am going to teach you about the Dark Arts, and how to protect yourself. No more meddling around with bugs in cages," he said, looking at the cage. It bonked and whirred defiantly. "Now, can anyone tell me what a Death-Eater is?" A girl from Slytherin raised her hand. "Yes?" said Snape. "A Death-Eater is a servant to You-Know-Who. Since You-Know-Who's downfall, many of his followers have come out of trances, been locked up in Azkaban, and some of them are still in hiding, waiting for him to return to power." Snape looked surprised. "Correct. 3 points to Gryffindor."
Snape walked over to the cloth covered box. He was obviously about to do something he really didn't want to do. "And now," he said through his teeth, "Professor Crackawitz wrote this hint down for the thing in this box, which I have to read to you." he sounded extremely pained by the idea of having to do anything so embarrassing as to what he was about to do. He muttered something under his breath, looked at the ceiling, and then said in a high squeaky voice:
"I am small and have wings
And I like shiny things
'tis humans I stings
And this song which I sings
Very fast do I fly
Too fast for your eye
But you will not die
If I sting you with my
stinger."
He looked ready to kill anyone who clapped or said a word. "Now," she said, trying to forget what he had just done, "We will continue this discussion about the Death-Eater the day after tomorrow. Class dismissed." As the class left, he sat down on the desk. He looked at the cage. "I hate you."
After Pandora and her hormones had recovered from Snape's marvellous entrance, she settled down to listen to his smooth, silky, sexy voice tell them about Death Eaters.
Several of the Slytherins, Pandora included, glanced somewhat nervously at each other. She saw Draco sink slightly into his seat. Despite the fact most of those that came from Death eater families were quite proud of the fact, they didn't really need the fact flaunted about in the middle of an anti-dark arts class.
Then things got weirder. Snape sang. In a very high voice. She stared in disbelief at her Head of House. An awkward silence followed as people jotted down the lines. Once they were dismissed, Pandora lingered slightly with some of the other girls to stare at Snape for a bit.
Fred and George sat in the very back of the room just behind Draco. When Draco wasn't looking George pulled out his wand and magically undid Draco's belt and pants. Then he whispered to Fred, "Wait till the little bugger stands up!" and they both started snickering. Then, seeing that Snape is looking their way, they went back to doing their work.
Jupiter came close to falling out of her chair again, only not from swooning, when Snape started singing. She began to wonder if she could do something absolutely terrible, to try and get detention with him. She decided she would.
At the end of class, when everyone got up to leave, Draco's head, which was all she could see, turned a bright red and everyone started laughing, Jupiter ran up to him and saw that his pants had fallen down.
Snape came over in a snit and asked Draco what had happened. Enraged and embarrassed, Draco yelled, "It-it was her, Professor Snape!" he screamed, pointing at Jupiter, "She undid my belt while I wasn't looking!"
This got a huge amount of laughter from most of the class, and a few jealous stares from Slytherin girls who wished they had thought of that. Jupiter opened her mouth to protest, but shut it again in a satisfied smirk. If this didn't get her detention with Snape, she'd eat Draco's foot.
The class filtered out, except for a few girls who waited by the door, either to watch Jupiter make a spectacle of herself or to swoon over Snape or Draco.
"Jupiter Vrij," Snape said in his cold, dramatic way, "This is unacceptable. Slytherin will not lose any points for this, but you will have detention with me. As a matter of fact, I have some rather nasty beakers that need scrubbing right now. You may go, Mr. Malfoy."
Draco gave Jupiter a smug look, but it disappeared when she returned it.
Professor Snape, thoroughly peeved, turned to the girls in the doorway.
"Miss Vetinari, would you and your friends care to join miss Jupiter, or would you prefer to hurry along to your next class?" he gave them a look with daggers in.
The words flew out of her mouth before she could stop them.
"No sir, we were just waiting to see if you'd sing again."
Somewhere in the back of her mind someone started playing a slow funeral march. She clamped her mouth shut, paling considerably and turned to go before she died several nasty deaths.
Snape's dark eyes narrowed and his arm shot out, pulling Pandora back to stand in front of him, ignoring the small panicked squeal she made.
"Well Miss Vetinari," he said glaring down at her, his voice dripping with icy malice "If you're that keen to keep on eye on my actions, you can join Miss Vrij and myself in the dungeon this evening. I dare say I can find enough tasks for the two of you to occupy your time with."
He glanced from one girl to the other.
"I'll see you two ladies tonight then." he said in an almost threatening whisper, before turning and storming out the classroom, black robes billowing out behind him.
Pandora turned and gave Jupiter a sheepish grin "......Oops?"
Fred and George passed Jupiter on the way out and whispered, "Well that worked out well for everyone now didn't it?" and left the room, smiling.
Freddie nervously packed all of his notes and books into his fluffy pink bag. He hurriedly got up and tried to quickly prance past Snape without fainting or anything stupid like that, but in all clumsiness, and high heels, Freddie tripped on Snape's robes, and a loud tearing sound spreads throughout the room like some sadistic cacophony. Freddie's bag went flying through the air and landed a few feet away with a loud smack. Freddie peered up at Snape, a look of sheer terror in his eyes.
Snape was really getting annoyed. He glared at Freddie and noticed his outfit. His eyebrow quirked curiously, but his face was still lined with rage.
"And you, my fine feathered faerie, can join these two girls in detention. And if one more person bothers me, it'll be double detention for the lot of you, and extra homework for the class!!"
Freddie looked beyond shocked, his eyes started to fill up with tears and he began a pathetic display. "No! I can't believe it!!" He got on his knees and bawled with his face in his hands. "No! no! No!!!!"
Jupiter stands back, giggling as Snape gives Freddie a cold look and swooshes off. Jupiter approached Freddie and knelt by the melodramatic young fellow.
"You could have tripped in such a way that his robes came off, you know. I wouldn't have minded," she whispered.
"I tried!" he protested, getting up and dusting himself off. Then he pranced away to get changed for detention.
Pandora Vetinari belongs to Debbie.
Freddie Du Yorke belongs to Maddie.
Fred and George belong to Holly.
All Official HP Characters belong to JK Rowling.
Snape is played by Bryan.
Ubel Von Crackawitz belongs to Emma.
Jupiter Vrij belongs to me.
This fic is nabbed from a Harry Potter Roleplaying site, Hogwarts on Crack (HOC). So if the perspective jumps a lot, that's why. I've done my best to make everything as easy to understand as possible. Enjoy!
Review if you love me. Or even if you don't. If I get enough reviews, I may *gasp* continue.
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It was a day away from the ball, and Hogwarts was alive with chatter and people looking for dates. Jupiter Vrij, sixth year Slytherin Prefect, Head of Student Relations, had the perfect idea. She knew he'd be open for the dance, and boy was he handsome.
"Good morning, Pandora!" Jupiter chimed as she walked into their DADA class. Pandora looked up and nodded to Jupiter, who continued talking, "How's your date-hunt going? Going with Manx yet?"
"He's going with some Ravenclaw," she fumed, "So no. No, I have bigger fish to fry."
"Like who?" Jupiter asked, setting down her books on the desk next to Pandora, then sitting down.
"Lucius Malfoy," she said affirmatively. Jupiter snorted with laughter.
"Good luck, Pandora. Really."
Just then, Professor Snape came swooshing into the classroom. Several of the Slytherin girls sighed, and Jupiter fell out of her chair. Snape turned around and glared at her. She hurried back into her seat and tried not to look at anyone. "As you have been informed," said Snape, "Your usual teacher, Miss Von Crackawitz, could not make it today. She won't be here for half the week." He began to pace slowly in front of the classroom. "During that time, I am going to teach you about the Dark Arts, and how to protect yourself. No more meddling around with bugs in cages," he said, looking at the cage. It bonked and whirred defiantly. "Now, can anyone tell me what a Death-Eater is?" A girl from Slytherin raised her hand. "Yes?" said Snape. "A Death-Eater is a servant to You-Know-Who. Since You-Know-Who's downfall, many of his followers have come out of trances, been locked up in Azkaban, and some of them are still in hiding, waiting for him to return to power." Snape looked surprised. "Correct. 3 points to Gryffindor."
Snape walked over to the cloth covered box. He was obviously about to do something he really didn't want to do. "And now," he said through his teeth, "Professor Crackawitz wrote this hint down for the thing in this box, which I have to read to you." he sounded extremely pained by the idea of having to do anything so embarrassing as to what he was about to do. He muttered something under his breath, looked at the ceiling, and then said in a high squeaky voice:
"I am small and have wings
And I like shiny things
'tis humans I stings
And this song which I sings
Very fast do I fly
Too fast for your eye
But you will not die
If I sting you with my
stinger."
He looked ready to kill anyone who clapped or said a word. "Now," she said, trying to forget what he had just done, "We will continue this discussion about the Death-Eater the day after tomorrow. Class dismissed." As the class left, he sat down on the desk. He looked at the cage. "I hate you."
After Pandora and her hormones had recovered from Snape's marvellous entrance, she settled down to listen to his smooth, silky, sexy voice tell them about Death Eaters.
Several of the Slytherins, Pandora included, glanced somewhat nervously at each other. She saw Draco sink slightly into his seat. Despite the fact most of those that came from Death eater families were quite proud of the fact, they didn't really need the fact flaunted about in the middle of an anti-dark arts class.
Then things got weirder. Snape sang. In a very high voice. She stared in disbelief at her Head of House. An awkward silence followed as people jotted down the lines. Once they were dismissed, Pandora lingered slightly with some of the other girls to stare at Snape for a bit.
Fred and George sat in the very back of the room just behind Draco. When Draco wasn't looking George pulled out his wand and magically undid Draco's belt and pants. Then he whispered to Fred, "Wait till the little bugger stands up!" and they both started snickering. Then, seeing that Snape is looking their way, they went back to doing their work.
Jupiter came close to falling out of her chair again, only not from swooning, when Snape started singing. She began to wonder if she could do something absolutely terrible, to try and get detention with him. She decided she would.
At the end of class, when everyone got up to leave, Draco's head, which was all she could see, turned a bright red and everyone started laughing, Jupiter ran up to him and saw that his pants had fallen down.
Snape came over in a snit and asked Draco what had happened. Enraged and embarrassed, Draco yelled, "It-it was her, Professor Snape!" he screamed, pointing at Jupiter, "She undid my belt while I wasn't looking!"
This got a huge amount of laughter from most of the class, and a few jealous stares from Slytherin girls who wished they had thought of that. Jupiter opened her mouth to protest, but shut it again in a satisfied smirk. If this didn't get her detention with Snape, she'd eat Draco's foot.
The class filtered out, except for a few girls who waited by the door, either to watch Jupiter make a spectacle of herself or to swoon over Snape or Draco.
"Jupiter Vrij," Snape said in his cold, dramatic way, "This is unacceptable. Slytherin will not lose any points for this, but you will have detention with me. As a matter of fact, I have some rather nasty beakers that need scrubbing right now. You may go, Mr. Malfoy."
Draco gave Jupiter a smug look, but it disappeared when she returned it.
Professor Snape, thoroughly peeved, turned to the girls in the doorway.
"Miss Vetinari, would you and your friends care to join miss Jupiter, or would you prefer to hurry along to your next class?" he gave them a look with daggers in.
The words flew out of her mouth before she could stop them.
"No sir, we were just waiting to see if you'd sing again."
Somewhere in the back of her mind someone started playing a slow funeral march. She clamped her mouth shut, paling considerably and turned to go before she died several nasty deaths.
Snape's dark eyes narrowed and his arm shot out, pulling Pandora back to stand in front of him, ignoring the small panicked squeal she made.
"Well Miss Vetinari," he said glaring down at her, his voice dripping with icy malice "If you're that keen to keep on eye on my actions, you can join Miss Vrij and myself in the dungeon this evening. I dare say I can find enough tasks for the two of you to occupy your time with."
He glanced from one girl to the other.
"I'll see you two ladies tonight then." he said in an almost threatening whisper, before turning and storming out the classroom, black robes billowing out behind him.
Pandora turned and gave Jupiter a sheepish grin "......Oops?"
Fred and George passed Jupiter on the way out and whispered, "Well that worked out well for everyone now didn't it?" and left the room, smiling.
Freddie nervously packed all of his notes and books into his fluffy pink bag. He hurriedly got up and tried to quickly prance past Snape without fainting or anything stupid like that, but in all clumsiness, and high heels, Freddie tripped on Snape's robes, and a loud tearing sound spreads throughout the room like some sadistic cacophony. Freddie's bag went flying through the air and landed a few feet away with a loud smack. Freddie peered up at Snape, a look of sheer terror in his eyes.
Snape was really getting annoyed. He glared at Freddie and noticed his outfit. His eyebrow quirked curiously, but his face was still lined with rage.
"And you, my fine feathered faerie, can join these two girls in detention. And if one more person bothers me, it'll be double detention for the lot of you, and extra homework for the class!!"
Freddie looked beyond shocked, his eyes started to fill up with tears and he began a pathetic display. "No! I can't believe it!!" He got on his knees and bawled with his face in his hands. "No! no! No!!!!"
Jupiter stands back, giggling as Snape gives Freddie a cold look and swooshes off. Jupiter approached Freddie and knelt by the melodramatic young fellow.
"You could have tripped in such a way that his robes came off, you know. I wouldn't have minded," she whispered.
"I tried!" he protested, getting up and dusting himself off. Then he pranced away to get changed for detention.