Extremely Bizarre Events

Otherwise known as What Happens When This Author Is Sleep-Deprived...

Harry Potter looked across to Dumbledore. His green eyes met the headmaster's (always, always, there is no way that they could possibly NOT be) twinkling eyes, his mouth set in a frown of puzzlement. On his right sat Hermione Granger, bright-eyed and bushy-haired as usual. She was, for some reason (namely that this author can't be bothered to think of an original name for a book) reading Hogwarts, a History. Again. On Harry's left sat Ron Weasley, his eyes wide and his mouth gaping wide with astonishment. "Wicked!" he said (purely because that was all he really seemed to say in these fanfics, and not because there was actually any good reason for it).

Sitting a little apart from them, and completely ignoring them except for when shooting them looks of pure hatred at random intervals, was Draco Malfoy. His long (short/slick/loose/design of your choice) blond (platinum/browny-blond/fair/almost-white/hair colour of your choice) hair was partially covering his (obviously oh-so-handsome even though Rowling never actually dwells on his looks...) face (as it always seems to do in these fics) as he looked into his small hand mirror, practicing his most snobby sneers (heeheehee, alliteration. yes, i may be easily impressed sometimes), eagerly applauded by his male (crabbe, goyle) and female (parkinson. well, she might be female) cronies, and those of indeterminate gender (blaise zabini. Don't look at me like that, it's true!)

The reason for Harry's bewilderment and Ron's astonishment was that Professor Dumbledore had decided (because the author desperately needs something to give her fanfic a plot) to stick some of the 6th Year Slytherins and Gryffindors- wandless and with no contact with the wizarding world- in a flat together in the centre of London, to survive by themselves for three months. Which is why they were now sitting on a train to King's Cross Station, most of them filled with impending feelings of doom (and so they should be! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!)

A/N: I know, it's short. And I know, fairly overused plot. But that's what happens when I have too much caffeine and not enough sleep. So if you like it, review. If you don't, then...review anyway and tell me why! i appreciate contructive criticism, and i think flames are silly.

xox

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