Discliamer: not mine. Just me and Mika. and all those other well-rounded characters that have originated from the wonderful mind of JK Rowling.
A/N: Okay. Mika and I created this over at her house one completely boring afternoon. My mom's snapping at me to get off, so I gotta cut this short! Adios!!
Anna aka Anna Black; Mika aka Mika Kino
Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts…
Mika: okay, this is a private interview with my boys, the Weasley twins,
Gred and Forge, er Fred and George,(identical twins for those who are
clueless.) stop switching your sweaters! .. say hi Anna!
Anna: hi y'all!! this is so fun!! We're working on a project -
Mika: okay~ Shut-up already!!!
Anna: Fred and George are soooo buff and sexy!!!"
Mika: NOTHEYARENOTKEEPYOURHANDSOFFOFTHEMTHEYARESOMINE!!!!
Anna: (why does she talk so fast when she's mad?) Dream on!! I wouldn't
want Gred and Forge, or George or Fred for that matter!! I've got my eyes
set on
someone else...humph!
Fred/Gred: Ladies, ladies, please!
George/Forge: There's plenty of us to go around!!
Hermione: OH, puh-lease, come off it!!
Mika: (glomping Fred/Gred and George/Forge)
Anna: sigh. When the world realize that Draco is such a hottie??
Ohmygosh!! Did I just say that out loud!?!?
Mika: (after being pried off by George for breathing intentions; Looks
at the twins, and three of them crack identical evil grins.)
Anna: say a word and you die. Get it???
Fred, George, and Mika: (Holding onto each other laughing so that they can't
hear what Anna is saying.)
Anna(wiggles her fingers before she types up a storm): Gred, Forge, and
Mika. I can blackmail you beyond your belief. Harry, I'm typing a biography about you. Help me out here?
Harry: I have to be careful around the press. Practically everything I
say gets misinterpreted.
Fred, Mika, and George: (stilling positively bawling with laughter and Fred in
unknowing of where his hands are sliding too.)
Anna: (bursts out in uncontrollable laughter; grabs Colin Creevey's
camera, who conveniently is watching and taking snapshots of Harry, who
isn't doing anything, and snaps a picture of ... well, you know...)
Hermione: My. What vulgar manners those Americans have.
Harry: Well, Mika can't help it if she has the IQ level of a pea minus
the green. And then there's Anna, who for some odd reason hangs around
Mika. Shouldn't she be going to Oxford or something? I ... ow!! Stop
hurting me!! Don't kick me there!! (crumples to the floor in agony)
Mika: And to think I used to think that he could actually think.
Anna: Mika. Stop trying to be witty. It's just lame.
Anna: (glances at Fred and George who are again rolling on the ground with
laughter, and then at Hermione, who's face it turning blue, trying not to
lower herself to Mika's, Fred, and George's level, but it is inevitable.)
Draco Malfoy: Jeez, you stupid Gryffindors are always leaving your
entrance right open so anyone can just walk in... wow! Enchante,
mademoiselle.
Anna: Man, this has been a really good day.
Mika: Hey, can he insult me? I'm a Slytherin.**blinks, looking
astoundingly clueless.**
Draco: Shut-up, Mudblood. Get real. My insults are too worthy to be
wasted on thine miserable self. I am much more into Ravenclaws...
Anna: ooh. This guy gets better and better all the time...
Mika: **blinks** I'm not a Mudblood, in case you haven't noticed,
"Draco" I am one of the heirs to the McLeod Færie Clan Fairy flag, which
can destroy the whole world. *cruel malevolent laughter*
Draco: in your dreams, lower-class-form. I have ... connections.
Mika: And I have a cousin in the Magic Mafia
Draco: My dad's boss is the Magic Mafia.
Harry: Umm, Malfoy, you might not want to make her upset.
Okay.. time to wrap it up. We'll be back next week, when Mika and I
reply back and forth over Juno, making another one of these fun little
episodes. See you next week, on "The Hogwarts Days" *a soap, get it?
Whereas Mika may be a princess, I am a queen ... Queen of Lame, that is*
Mika:(looks hurt) But I don't wanna leave Gred and Forge**glomping both
of them**
Harry: well, ya gotta admit, she can be cute when she wants to be.
Hermione: Where did "Gred" and "Forge" come from anyway.
Anna: for your 411, Miss "I know everything, including how much Harry
and Ron have completed on their essays," they dubbed themselves with
that title in the 1st book, when they complained about their mother
entitling who was who upon each wooly sweater. And I'll bet you didn't
know that Ron hates maroon...
Hermione (looking hurt and defeated): ummmmm..... okay.
Mika: I don't wanna leave Gred and Forge!**looking to cute and
stupid for her own good.)
Fran and Georgina(grrr, Anna!): Someone get this psycho-freak away from
us please!
We'll submit to any amount of secrets to our mischief-making!! We'll even
steal the Marauders' Map back and give it to you!! (they see the hurt
look on Mika face, and for once, they feel guilty) Just Kidding! Go home
and play with your wind-up McDonald's toys or whatever the heck you guys
play with over in the States!!
Anna: (dragging Mika.) Come. On. We. Haven't. Finished. That. Poster!
Mika: (narrows her eyes.) You insulted me.
Fred: No...
George: We didn't...umm…
Fred: Are you okay?
Harry: (groans) You should never insult a pyromaniac…
A large boom, following by a roaring inferno, bursts out of all ends of
the Gryffindor wing.
Mika: oops… R u guys okay?
*silence*
