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HEY! NEW 'STORY' Actually it's kind of like a collection of one shots, all related to phobias. I'm using and I'm going down the list. Hopefully I can do every single one. Some will be more serious and others will be more of comedy. ^^ Hope you enjoy:

Disclaimer: All rights to JK Rowling. Except for the idea. THAT'S MINE. :)

Ablutophobia is the fear of washing or bathing.

BOOM! The whole world seemed to shake as blue fog and green smoke puffed out from under the door. Lily Evans felt her chair disappear from underneath her as she fell flat on her bottom onto the cold stone floor. The same seemed to have happened to her fellow classmates as Professor McGonagall emerged from the shadows, coughing out glitter.

"What is the meaning of this—Potter! Black! What have you done!" She screeched, pointing a long bony finger at the two boys, who were grinning from ear to ear, not at all fazed.

"Just making Transfiguration class more interesting, Professor—" began Sirius.

"We used Sedes ad Fulgendum." Potter continued, "Aren't you proud of us? Applying theories to the real world!"

"I hardly think that you would be turning chairs to glitter in the real world, Potter, but because you seem to enjoy Transfiguration so much, you shall write a twelve-inch essay on Transfiguration applications in real life. To be handed in today at eight o'clock sharp for your detention. You too, Mr. Black."

"An essay and a detention? That is so unfair!"

"It is perfectly fair. What is unfair is me having to end class early—and before I forget, a ten-inch essay on turning a pine cone to a teacup. To be handed in tomorrow."

The entire class groaned.

"If you can't practice, at least you must know the theory. You can thank Mr. Potter and Mr. Black. Class dismissed. I suggest you all go and clean up before your next class." McGonagall attempted to look threatening and strict, but as she walked away, excess glitter fluttered to the ground, making it look like a trail of pixie dust. Her cold demeanor was shattered as the class imagined her as a little fairy, flying around and waving a wand at people.

James and Sirius snickered.

Lily sighed. Transfiguration had been completely ruined by those two hoodlums—Potter and Black. She was really looking forward to making a teacup from a pine-cone, but instead she got an essay about the theory. What good was theory in the real world?

She trudged down to the Gryffindor common room, prepared to go with her friends to her next class: Charms. If she was hoping for fifteen minutes of peace and quiet, her wish wasn't granted.

The Marauders were sitting around a square table, playing Exploding Snap.

James looked up just as the cards exploded in Peter's face.

He leaped up, looking absolutely ridiculous as he was still covered in colorful glitter.

Lily stared. "Why didn't you shower? You look stupid and ridiculous."

"Oh, please. I look amazing—as usual. I just didn't feel like showering because I know that I look amazing no matter what!"

Lily let out a very unladylike snort. "Sure," she said sarcastically. "You got ablutophobia or something?"

"A blue toe? No, I'm sure that my toes are a perfect shade of peach, but thanks for asking."

She sighed. "Ablutophobia, Potter. It means 'fear of washing or bathing'."

James looked affronted, "I definitely do not have that! THANK YOU VERY MUCH. I shower every day!"

Chortling at his gobsmacked expression, Lily swung her bookbag over her shoulder and walked out the portrait hole.

James stared after her. Then, with a sudden movement, he gathered up all his things in a frenzy, his nose scrunched up in annoyance.

"What on Earth are you doing? Where are you going?" Peter asked. Had James lost his mind?

"I'm going to go take a shower!" He hollered back at them, not even stopping to look back.

He ran up the stairs, leaving behind a trail of glitter.

He reminded them of a fairy.

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Well, I hope you guys enjoyed the first 'chapter'.

I'm not sure if I want all the one-shots to go in order, but we'll see.

Review :)

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