The One With The Depressed Homocidal Noodle ( a new hairstyle, and a seriously pissed off Goth)
"What the HELL have you done to your hair you homocidal noodle?" Syren Redwood shrieked at her sister, Maya.
Maya remained cool as a cucumber, having had to live with this for the past 18 years. "I dyed it." She replied.
"YOU DYED IT? But our hair has always been our best feauture!"
"Draco dared me to."
"But PINK?!"
"It's my favortie colour-and Draco wears pink pants sometimes."
Syren raised her eyebrows. "I thought you gave it up for Lent?"
Maya shrugged. "We got bored."
"How much time did you spend with eachother at his?"
"Ummm...I lost count after the first ten days."
"I despair of you, I really do. I could've had a normal sister, but noooooo, I got you..."
"This from a goth?"
"I am NORMAL! For a goth, anyway."
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"Are you sure this'll work?" Fred (though looking like Seamus) asked.
Ron rolled his eyes. "For the last time, yes! I told you, Dean and Seamus don't mind being out of it-we've got our exams coming up, and they want you to do them."
"You didn't mention that." George moaned, him looking like Dean.
"Well, I knew you'd refuse. And anyway, you know what the hels hapening, so you've got an advantage."
"But McGonachall explains it-"
"And we all listen like good little witches and wizards."
"Oh yeah, you're teenagers...."
"So are you!"
"Are what?" Hermione asked, entering the compartment.
"Are very depressing. Linkin Park are very depressing." Ron said quickly.
"No, they aren't." Seamus/Fred protested.
"Oh, come on! We've all heard In The End!" Dean/George commented.
"I haven't." Harry pointed out.
"You were in a cupboard for the best part fo your life-you won't have done."
"Not funny."
"It wasn't meant to be-it's true."
Hermione rolled her eyes."Look, Linkin Park can be depressing, and In The End is a good song. All happy? And anyway, Savage Garden rule!" (Sylvi's note: They do! It's soooo true!)
"Who?" the boys chorused.
"Men." muttered Hermione. "Technically, we're boys." Ron pointed out.
"Technically, you're pains in the arses."
"OH MY GOD! HERMIONE SWORE!" Fred screeched. (Ruby- I get that a lot too. Really pisses me off it does. Sylvi- OHMIGOD Ruby swore! Ruby- *wacks Sylvi with a cushion- hard*)
"It's not the first time you've heard me swear, Seamus. And it won't be the last."
Harry swiftly kicked Fred on the ankle. "Oh, I remember..."
"Convincing." Ron muttered.
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The Hogwarts Express stopped, and everyone knew the Easter holidays were wella dn truly over; and for the 7th year students this meant revision, revision, revision, exams, and then that bit of revision you knew you were meant to do, but had forgotten about for God knows how long.
Maya looked around to see her boyfriend sauntering towards her, the usual scowl on his face. "Hey, Draco." Draco grunted. "Well, I love you too!" She snapped, and stomped off to find her sister.
Draco realigned his vision to the Hogwarts Express, thinking about how bored he was. That was when he saw her; surrounded by her own friends, but she stood out from the crowd, the others just a blur around her. He's seen ehr before, but couldn't quite remember where, partly because the moment he saw her his IQ went down to that of a small vegetable. (Celesta's note: small vegetables are my favorite type of vegetables!) Not that small vegetables are gibbering idiots, but you get my drift...
Hermione ran off the train, and promptly crashed into Harry, knocking him to the ground.
"I always knew that you were evil." He moaned.
"Sorry." Hermione blushed slightly. "You OK?"
"Bruised pride, but I'll get over that. Probably." Hermione rolled her eyes, helping him to his feet.
"You'll live."
"I don't care, I'm gonna sue you for the emotional terror I just went through."
"What sort of emotional terror is that?"
"I was in shock."
"What, of how devastatingly pretty I am?"
"That's it, we're going to ban you from American TV shows."
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Maya sat on her bed.
"Something wrong?" Syren asked.
"Just what I need, sympathy from a goth." Maya moaned.
"This from the girl with pink hair?"
"I'm pissed off with Draco."
"I'm always pissed off with Draco, and it's done me the world of good!"
"You're always pissed of with everyone, except me."
"Yeah, I like you. I'm only pissed off with you most of the time."
Maya looked up."Is that a compliment?"
"Coming from me, yes."
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Ginny Weasley looked up to see Draco Malfoy staring at her in rapture. She raised her eyebrows at him, and he went over to her. Her group of friends dispersed, giggling. "Problem, Malfoy?" She asked drily.
Draco smiled sweetly, a look much worse than his usual frown. "Aw, Mummmy must be so proud-you pieced a whole sentence together." (Sylivi's note: Smeghead. Celesta's note: SEXY smeghead. Sylvi's note: Good point. But Ron's mine, OK?)
Ginny frowed. "Is all you do insult people?"
"No, I also take flower arranging." (Sylvi's note: I knew it!)
"Do you always have a comeback?"
"Yes."
"Why the hell am I wasting my time arguing with such a loser that dates a homocidal noodle?" (Celesta's note: It's Maya's nickname! Well, if it wasn't before it is now.)
Ginny stormed off, and Draco's face fell. "Wait! Will you go out with me?"
Ginny turned. "What?"
"Will you go out with me?" Draco repeated.
She smiled evilly. "Maybe.", and ran off.
"Maybe? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" He yelled after her.
"Look it up in the dictionary Malfoy!" Harry shouted from the other end of the platform.
"That's it Potter, you are luncheon meat!"
"What the HELL have you done to your hair you homocidal noodle?" Syren Redwood shrieked at her sister, Maya.
Maya remained cool as a cucumber, having had to live with this for the past 18 years. "I dyed it." She replied.
"YOU DYED IT? But our hair has always been our best feauture!"
"Draco dared me to."
"But PINK?!"
"It's my favortie colour-and Draco wears pink pants sometimes."
Syren raised her eyebrows. "I thought you gave it up for Lent?"
Maya shrugged. "We got bored."
"How much time did you spend with eachother at his?"
"Ummm...I lost count after the first ten days."
"I despair of you, I really do. I could've had a normal sister, but noooooo, I got you..."
"This from a goth?"
"I am NORMAL! For a goth, anyway."
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"Are you sure this'll work?" Fred (though looking like Seamus) asked.
Ron rolled his eyes. "For the last time, yes! I told you, Dean and Seamus don't mind being out of it-we've got our exams coming up, and they want you to do them."
"You didn't mention that." George moaned, him looking like Dean.
"Well, I knew you'd refuse. And anyway, you know what the hels hapening, so you've got an advantage."
"But McGonachall explains it-"
"And we all listen like good little witches and wizards."
"Oh yeah, you're teenagers...."
"So are you!"
"Are what?" Hermione asked, entering the compartment.
"Are very depressing. Linkin Park are very depressing." Ron said quickly.
"No, they aren't." Seamus/Fred protested.
"Oh, come on! We've all heard In The End!" Dean/George commented.
"I haven't." Harry pointed out.
"You were in a cupboard for the best part fo your life-you won't have done."
"Not funny."
"It wasn't meant to be-it's true."
Hermione rolled her eyes."Look, Linkin Park can be depressing, and In The End is a good song. All happy? And anyway, Savage Garden rule!" (Sylvi's note: They do! It's soooo true!)
"Who?" the boys chorused.
"Men." muttered Hermione. "Technically, we're boys." Ron pointed out.
"Technically, you're pains in the arses."
"OH MY GOD! HERMIONE SWORE!" Fred screeched. (Ruby- I get that a lot too. Really pisses me off it does. Sylvi- OHMIGOD Ruby swore! Ruby- *wacks Sylvi with a cushion- hard*)
"It's not the first time you've heard me swear, Seamus. And it won't be the last."
Harry swiftly kicked Fred on the ankle. "Oh, I remember..."
"Convincing." Ron muttered.
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The Hogwarts Express stopped, and everyone knew the Easter holidays were wella dn truly over; and for the 7th year students this meant revision, revision, revision, exams, and then that bit of revision you knew you were meant to do, but had forgotten about for God knows how long.
Maya looked around to see her boyfriend sauntering towards her, the usual scowl on his face. "Hey, Draco." Draco grunted. "Well, I love you too!" She snapped, and stomped off to find her sister.
Draco realigned his vision to the Hogwarts Express, thinking about how bored he was. That was when he saw her; surrounded by her own friends, but she stood out from the crowd, the others just a blur around her. He's seen ehr before, but couldn't quite remember where, partly because the moment he saw her his IQ went down to that of a small vegetable. (Celesta's note: small vegetables are my favorite type of vegetables!) Not that small vegetables are gibbering idiots, but you get my drift...
Hermione ran off the train, and promptly crashed into Harry, knocking him to the ground.
"I always knew that you were evil." He moaned.
"Sorry." Hermione blushed slightly. "You OK?"
"Bruised pride, but I'll get over that. Probably." Hermione rolled her eyes, helping him to his feet.
"You'll live."
"I don't care, I'm gonna sue you for the emotional terror I just went through."
"What sort of emotional terror is that?"
"I was in shock."
"What, of how devastatingly pretty I am?"
"That's it, we're going to ban you from American TV shows."
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Maya sat on her bed.
"Something wrong?" Syren asked.
"Just what I need, sympathy from a goth." Maya moaned.
"This from the girl with pink hair?"
"I'm pissed off with Draco."
"I'm always pissed off with Draco, and it's done me the world of good!"
"You're always pissed of with everyone, except me."
"Yeah, I like you. I'm only pissed off with you most of the time."
Maya looked up."Is that a compliment?"
"Coming from me, yes."
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Ginny Weasley looked up to see Draco Malfoy staring at her in rapture. She raised her eyebrows at him, and he went over to her. Her group of friends dispersed, giggling. "Problem, Malfoy?" She asked drily.
Draco smiled sweetly, a look much worse than his usual frown. "Aw, Mummmy must be so proud-you pieced a whole sentence together." (Sylivi's note: Smeghead. Celesta's note: SEXY smeghead. Sylvi's note: Good point. But Ron's mine, OK?)
Ginny frowed. "Is all you do insult people?"
"No, I also take flower arranging." (Sylvi's note: I knew it!)
"Do you always have a comeback?"
"Yes."
"Why the hell am I wasting my time arguing with such a loser that dates a homocidal noodle?" (Celesta's note: It's Maya's nickname! Well, if it wasn't before it is now.)
Ginny stormed off, and Draco's face fell. "Wait! Will you go out with me?"
Ginny turned. "What?"
"Will you go out with me?" Draco repeated.
She smiled evilly. "Maybe.", and ran off.
"Maybe? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" He yelled after her.
"Look it up in the dictionary Malfoy!" Harry shouted from the other end of the platform.
"That's it Potter, you are luncheon meat!"