Revenge of the Pixies

by Ai-Ai The All-Powerful

Remember back in 2nd year when the teacher let out the pixies? Did you ever wonder what they thought about being dragged into a DADA class? Now you can find out. Short threeshot, full of King Neville and his army of pink giants.

1. King of Toads

I don't own Harry Potter.

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Crowded. Small. Too many, too close. Have to get out. Away from the rest. Can't move, want freedom.

Light! Large, strange, pink- thing. It blocks the light. Comes closer, closer. It's a -hand? Gigantic pink hand. White edges. Very close, almost touching! Touching box.

Is the giant pink hand opening box? Almost. It fiddles with strange shiny metal that holds box closed.

It opens the box!

Freedom! Free! So much room, have to get out! Rush out, flap wings.

The giant hands are attached to an even bigger body! Lots of them!

Did these bodies cause the crowding?

Must have revenge!

Alert clan-mates to the bodies. We will fight! Stick terror into the hearts of the evil giants! They will regret the locking up!

See how already they tremble. Hide under the flat trees that they put their books on. Mwa ha ha ha!

But this isn't good enough. We must torture the evil ones more! But first, to find a victim.

Aha! The the one that smells of toad! He must be the mastermind.

They must be allied to the toads. That would explain why they took away the freedom. We hate toads, we kill them. When we return we shall kill more for this act!

Come, my breath kin! We shall destroy the one that smells of toad! After the leader has been disbanded, the giants shall fall! We can then use the toad's own weapon against them, make the pink giants follow our command.

We grab him. He shall not escape our grasp, the evil freedom-taker! We take pride in his screams of fright as we lift him off the ground!

What's this? The ringing? Is it the pink one's war cry? Or a retreat?

They're retreating, the cowards. We drop the leader. He is useless as a hostage if his people have abandoned him.

But then he abandons his people! The king himself departs! A true cowardly race, these pink giants. Only three remain now. One with leaves in it's eyes, another with a bush in it's hair. But the third. The third has a fire on his head! Could it be that we underestimated them?

Obviously the fiery one is their champion. He must be the bravest to life with the flame. The breath kin must be warned!

What! What's happening? It must be the work of the champion, to do such things. The rest are turning blue! Has the red one sucked the fire out of them? We must be wary.

A light! It's headed right for me!

So, so cold. I can't move! Curse you, red one. When the fire is returned, we shall have our revenge.

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