Hi, thanks for stopping by to read this. This is a random idea I had for some Harry Potter humor, I'm thinking about developing it into a full story, let me know what you think, and I may fill in the rest of their day...
Harry, Ron and Hermione sat in Charms Class with the rest of the Gryffindors awaiting the arrival of Professor Flitwick and the start of today's lesson. The day had been very odd so far, with loads of peculiarly dressed people about (more so than usual, that is), but being rather wrapped up in his own thoughts lately, Harry hadn't paid it much thought. Harry's head jerked up in shock, as moments later, an odd and rather insane cackling announced the arrival of Professor Flitwick. Everyone stared in alarm as Professor Flitwick hobbled into the room dressed very peculiarly indeed. His face, hands and bare feet were all painted green, he also had had dyed his wispy hair grey and arranged it in a matted, frizzy mess. His appearance was completed with worn grey robes covering a tan tunic, and sporting an odd grey tube on his belt and holding a knobbly wood walking stick. As the students took in his very unusual appearance, he walked up to his desk, and jumped onto the pile of books he usually stood on whilst teaching. As if the class wasn't already shocked enough, Flitwick then leaned over the knobbly walking stick he was holding and said in a high pitched, raspy voice every bit as insane as his laughing: "Now teach you all, I will, my young Padawans." Hermione returned to her book, giggling uncontrollably, just as Ron shouted "God, I've gone mad!", Neville fell out of his chair and was unconscious before he hit the floor, and Seamus choked on the Pumpkin Pastie he was eating. Harry directed his wand at Seamus' throat and muttered "Anapneo" as he remembered that today was Halloween.