A/N: Ok, I am about 99.9999999999 (sorry overuse of 9's) % sure that these have been done already, but that's ok, because I haven't seen them! So please tell me if they have been done, okedoke? Review!
Disclaimer: JKR owns everything except the thoughts of the item I am writing about, heh, she owns the item, yes she does! And she might own the thoughts too, but I thought of them, I am not sure, someone tells me so I can change this so I won't be sued! Don't mind the 'tells', my computer thinks that is the right grammar, so yah. Read and review!
"Password?" I ask lazily. "Pink and purple polkadots," the random student before me announces, as if proud they remembered such a *hard* password.
It annoys me sometimes, I am a nice picture of a Fat Lady, I don't even know who I am painted after. But the Headmaster 'Hired' me to get passwords from the odd little kids that pass thought the hole behind me.
And they think my passwords are LONG! I mean, remember that Cadogan guy? He made up passwords that were about 100 words long, and the kids didn't care about that!
And about my appearance. A Fat Lady? That is what all the students call me, "The portrait of the Fat Lady." Who cares what I look like? I hope they like me better then that Cadogan guy . . .
They don't respect me much either, the students. One of them runs around invisibly and pretends that I don't know he's there, and sometimes students just walk in and then right back out! Some students can't remember the password. I suppose I should tell them, but that is their loss if they don't remember, right? One student, a very forgetful one, keeps forgetting, and stays out by me forever! He is too scared to say anything, so there is no conversation.
Ah, another student. I suppose I should let them in, but oh well, one can be a rebel at times . . .
A/N: Ok, it's a start! My next one will be about the Sorting hat, stay tuned! Please Review also, and read my other fics! If you have any ideas for other objects, please review, and if you don't, review anyway! ANd please don't read the next chapter till you review, lol!:)
Disclaimer: JKR owns everything except the thoughts of the item I am writing about, heh, she owns the item, yes she does! And she might own the thoughts too, but I thought of them, I am not sure, someone tells me so I can change this so I won't be sued! Don't mind the 'tells', my computer thinks that is the right grammar, so yah. Read and review!
"Password?" I ask lazily. "Pink and purple polkadots," the random student before me announces, as if proud they remembered such a *hard* password.
It annoys me sometimes, I am a nice picture of a Fat Lady, I don't even know who I am painted after. But the Headmaster 'Hired' me to get passwords from the odd little kids that pass thought the hole behind me.
And they think my passwords are LONG! I mean, remember that Cadogan guy? He made up passwords that were about 100 words long, and the kids didn't care about that!
And about my appearance. A Fat Lady? That is what all the students call me, "The portrait of the Fat Lady." Who cares what I look like? I hope they like me better then that Cadogan guy . . .
They don't respect me much either, the students. One of them runs around invisibly and pretends that I don't know he's there, and sometimes students just walk in and then right back out! Some students can't remember the password. I suppose I should tell them, but that is their loss if they don't remember, right? One student, a very forgetful one, keeps forgetting, and stays out by me forever! He is too scared to say anything, so there is no conversation.
Ah, another student. I suppose I should let them in, but oh well, one can be a rebel at times . . .
A/N: Ok, it's a start! My next one will be about the Sorting hat, stay tuned! Please Review also, and read my other fics! If you have any ideas for other objects, please review, and if you don't, review anyway! ANd please don't read the next chapter till you review, lol!:)