"Mandy, what are you thinking?!" My best friend, Lisa Turpin, said to me, snapping me out of my dreamy daze. I desperately wanted to go to Hogsmeade, I couldn't wait for our first trip there!

"I just can't wait! Hogsmeade is going to be great!" I said a bit too loud, as professor Snape gave me an evil look. Whoops!

As soon as we got out of class, Lisa and I ran to our dorms and got ready for Hogsmeade. We put on our best clothes, and even a bit of make up. When we got to Hogsmeade, we first went to Honeydukes. After, I got a bit thirsty.

"Hey Lisa, wanna go to The Three Broomsticks? I'm getting thirsty"

Lisa gave me a devious look, and dragged me over to a spot behind the Inn where no one was.

"Guess what I got? Some Firewhisky!"

"Firewhisky? But we're not allowed that yet. We're only thirteen and you have to be seventeen to drink it!"

"Oh, come one Mandy! Just have a sip!" she said.

"Okay, fine!" As I took a small swig from the bottle. The smooth sensation felt odd as it burned down my throat. It tasted so good, yet had a burn to it. Lisa had a bit more, than I had some more and so on, until I hogged the bottle and chugged it all.

When I opened my eyes, I was skipping around near the shrieking shack in the snow, singing. I was having so much fun, until I turned around to see a giant waffle dancing around with me. He gave me a smile.

"And what would your name be?" I asked, slurring my words.

"Wendell" He said in an Irish accent.

"Wendell…" I repeated.

"WENDELL, OOH WENDELLLL!" I sang.

We danced around and made snow angels. I was having the time of my life, until Wendell screamed.

"RUUUUUNN!! QUICK MANDY, TO THE SHRIEKING SHACK!"

I turned around yet again, but this time to see a big gleaming fork running after us.

"AAAAHH!" I yelled, with my arms waving in the air, just like in the movies.

"Forky's coming to eat you Wendell, run faster!!" I screamed.

We ran all the way into the shrieking shack and up the stairs into a room. I slumped into a chair, puffing from all the running. Out of nowhere, I stared hysterically laughing. I was about to pee my pants, but I managed to pull myself together (as much as any young girl who is drunk for the first time can!). I looked over to Wendell, only to see Lisa Turpin in his seat.

"LISA! Where did you come from?!…and where did poor Mr. Wendell the Waffle go? OH NOES! I hope big bad Forky didn't eat him!" I said sadly.

Lisa gave me the strangest look. Obviously she hadn't had anywhere near as much Firewhisky as me. Suddenly, the big Fork ran into the room.

"Do you know how much TROUBLE your in?!" The fork said. I stared to laugh.

"Hahaha! You sound just like my Defense against the dark arts teacher, Snape! He's such an idiot, doesn't know a thing. And he has very greasy hair! He's the worst teacher ever!" I started laughing hysterically again.

Forky touched his head (apparently they have heads..) and gave an embarrassed, weary look.

"Oh don't worry, Forky, you don't have greasy hair, only Snape does!" I said cheerfully. Just as I was cheering poor Forky up, The strangest thing happened…Santa Claus walked in!

"SANTA!" I said as I ran and jumped on him so I could sit on his lap. He had a long white beard and was a bit on the tubby side. He picked me up and carried me out of the shack. As I managed to open my right eye, I saw him talking to Forky, something about 'Madame Pomfrey' and a 'goodnight's rest is all'.

When I opened my eye once more again, he was talking to Professor Snape.

I hope he didn't hear me talking to Forky about him! I thought…and then I blacked out.