The Golden Trio were walking across the school grounds, talking about the various thing that have been happening around Hogwarts.
"Oh, Ron. Have you heard about what happened to the painting of Sir Edward?" Asks Hermione.
"No. What happened to him?" Responds Ron.
"Somebody painted a mustache onto him." Snickers Hermione. Ron and Harry laugh so hard that they are soon leaning on each other to stay upright. Hermione on the other hand was wondering why it was so funny to them. Suddenly the git Malfoy appears out of nowhere with his shit eating grin in full effect.
"Whats so funny Potter, Weasley? You laughing about how pitiful you are compared to my magnificence?" Asked the ass of Slytherin.
"No. We were just remembering the time you were turned into a ferret and jammed down the pants of your lackey." Malfoy shuddered as he remember his particularly terrifying encounter with the inside of his lackey's boxers.
"by the way, Malfoy. I think there's something on your face." Malfoy shrieked and patted his face.
"What is it?" he cried out. Then, out of the blue, Harry's right fist collided with Malfoy's nose, launching him down the hill into a steaming 'present' left by Hagrid's Boarhound.
"It was pain!" shouted Harry down at the now brown-haired boy.
