Boredom
By; Taffy-Isabelle-Taffcunns
SUMMARY; Young Sirius, Young 'Emo' Snape, Harry and Draco are bored. And stuck in the Room of Requirements. 'Nuff said.
DISCLAIMER; Don't own. Never will. Don't sue.
A/N; Written at 5:30 AM in the morning with my best friend and my other best friends little sister. Boredom? Yes. Set in Marauders Era.
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SNAPE POV;
It was horrifying. It was dreadful. It was beyond explanation, but somehow.. I was stuck in a room with Sirius Black, and two blokes from the future named Harry and Draco. I didn't like it one bit. Well, Draco was pretty okay. But I'd much rather be sitting in a dark corner with a black curtain and a razor.
We were stuck in the Room of Requirements, for reasons unbeknownst to all of us. I don't even know how the Harry and Draco bloke's transported from the future to find us, but It was definitely terrifying.
"What are we supposed to do?" The blonde-headed boy asked me. I shrugged. I think he felt a pull towards me because of our Slytherin Colored robes. How weird. I wish he would jump off a cliff.
"'Don't know," I replied, "Survive?"
The Black-headed boy stared at me. He had a funny scar on his forehead. Hmm. Maybe I should give myself a cool scar. Maybe Lucius would like me then.
I seriously considered the idea for about 10 minutes. What shape would I make it? Definetaly something scary, like a skull. Or a Snake. Or your mom on a Saturday night.
"Rawr."
"Bang."
"Boom."
Confusing as to who's talking, isn't it? I wasn't so sure myself. They all said random things. Maybe it's because I'm on crack. Nah, not really. But I'm so emo. So emo… I burn myself.
"Let's do something constructive. How about Karaoke?" The annoying Black asked. I rolled my eyes.
"Okay!" The other two agreed.
I was dragged to a muggle TV, contraption, and a microphone. Scaryyyyy
"I'll go first," I volunteered.
"…IMMA BARBIE GIRL, IN A BARBIE WORLLDD. LIFE IN PLASTIC.. IT'S FANTASTIC! YOU CAN BRUSH MY HAIR, UNDRESS ME EVERY WHEREE. IMAGINATION! LIFE IS YOUR CREATIONN!"
I scared not only myself, but the three boys in the room. They passed out. I enervated them.
"My turn!" The blonde-headed boy shouted. I nodded, passing the microphone.
"HOMIES, HOMIES! TALKIN' 'BOUT ROAD DAWGS OF MINE! MY MUDDA-FUDGIN HOMIES, HOMIES! WE THROWIN' UP CLOWN LOVE SIGNSSS!"
He sat back down. I applauded him. So did Black and Harry.
"Guess I can go," Harry offered. Draco passed him the microphone.
"Mileah he, mileah ho! Mileah ha! Mileah HA HA! Mileah HE, Mileah Ho! Mileah HA. Mileah HAHA! Allo, allllo, again. Oun Hyduke."
I was afraid. The boy could speak German for god's sake. He was terrifying me, so I was grateful when Black went up.
"SO COME AND SITR MY CAULDRON, AND IF YOU DO IT RIGHT, I'LL BOIL YOU UP SOME HOT, STRONG LOVE TO KEEP YOU WARM TONIGHT!"
I passed out.
They shot me while I slept.
Harry and Draco went back to the future where they got raped by hobo's.
Black fell madly in love and confessed his love to a flower. Such a PASSIONATE flower….
We all miraculously lived, and were still stuck in the room.
THE END.
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A/N: Erm. I was tired, slap-happy, and bored. Flames welcome. J. If you want me to continue it, ask.!