Disclaimer: I dont own Harry Potter. If I did, do you really hink I'd be wallowing in self pity about why I dont own Harry Potter? No. I think not.
Plot: Hehehe...my story has no plot so to speak of..heheh!
Summary: Draco and Pansy plan to go down near the kitchens for a little gmae cllaed Elf tormenting, but they get a little more than they barganied for... Its my first so plzzz R&R!
It's too big!
Draco Malfoy walked into the Slytherin coomon room. He had just finished his homework and left it in his dorm. It was only 6pm and he was B-O-R-E-D!! So he walked over to his chums, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle.
"Crabbe! Goyle! We're going to torment the house elves," Draco commanded.
"Who's we, Malfoy?" asked Crabbe.
"Yeah, cuz we uhh...have homework to do," grunted Goyle.
"Since when did you do homework?" interrogated Draco, suspiciously.
"Since Flitwick took off 40 points cuz we didn't do our homework," replied Crabbe.
Angry murmurs ran through the Slytherin Common room. Some gave them a look of utter loathing. Blaise Zabini yelled, "That was you?!?!?! You put us in THIRD behind Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff!"
"Fine! I'll go with someone else!" snapped Draco. He surveyed the coomon room, and his eyes fell on a particular litle lady, Pansy Parkinson. Draco grinned. Well, actually he smirked. Draco doesn't do grinning. He knew it would be easy to lure her. "Pansy!" he yelled.
"Yes?" she replied, surveying him with deep interest.
"Wanna go tormen teh house eleves?" he offered.
Pansy though this over for a second, put down the cat she was trying to force into a diaper and rushed next to him. They exited the common room, and snuck down to the kitchens using Draco's invented spell, one that makes u invisible without a cloak. they stopped right outside the portraitof the pear that you have to tickle in order to get into the kitchens. Draco was about to tickle it, when Pansy grabbed his hand. "SHH! Listen! It's Potter and his friends!"
Draco listened hard for a moment, then he heard.
"I'm sorry Harry Potter! It wont fit!" came the wailing voice of Dobby the house elf.
"Try harder, Dobby!" panted Hermione.
"Hurry! Dobby, Hurry, I dont think it will last any longer, its getting too big!" yelled Ron!
Hermione let out a low moan of discomfort. "Dobby, this isnt going to work!"
"Winky! You try!" said Harry.
"ARE YOU MAD, HARRY? WINKY'S A GIRL!" bellowed Ron.
"Your Wheezy is right, Sir. It's impossbile with Winky," said Dobby.
Pansy looked at Draco, and couldn't help but laugh at his white faced mortified expression. Just when she was clutching her sides in fear that her ribs will burst, the door flew open and ann odd scene met the two Slytherins eyes.
Dobby was crying next to a HUGE souffle, Harry was holding a big syringe filled with cream, Winky surrounded with cooking sherry bottles, Hermione trying to help Harry put the cream in the souffle and Ron trying to SOMEWHAT comfort Dobby, saying things like, "It doesn't really matter" or "People always forgot to put the cream in the souffle before cooking it".
Draco and Pansy were discover boubled over, and the souffle popped, making Dobby wail even louder.
The end.
A/N hehehe like my stupid short pathetic story? I hope u did! lol now REVIEW!!