~Author's Note~
I think I am truly crazy. . . What made me write this? I have no idea. Did I love writing it? You bet your asscots I did. Enjoy. Five thru eight coming soon.
Happy New Year Everyone!
~1~
~Seamus Finnigan is not after my lucky charms~
A girl clad in the typical Gryffindor uniform was seen walking down the aisles in the main hall. She was watched closely, for some feared her antics. The girl's name was known as Kip and was the school's top prankster.
She sat down at the Gryffindor table, quieter than usual. She placed a bowl in front of her and and spooned some of the uncommon cereal into her bowl and poured fresh milk over it. Seamus Finnegan was sitting beside her and tapped her shoulder.
"Hey Kip, can you-"
"HE'S AFTER ME LUCKY CHARMS!!!!" she screeched, quickly running from the table, bowl in hand.
~2~
~"I've heard every possible joke about Oliver Wood's name" is not a challenge.~
Kip had decided to visit her favorite duo, the Weasley twins. They were rivals in a way, but they had a mutual respect. And there was the fact that they had been friends for a while. Upon reaching the common room, she spotted the duo. As she approached them, she caught the last sentence of their conversation.
" -eard every possible joke about Oliver Wood's name today." Fred said.
When hearing this Kip said,
"I challenge you, sir!!!"
"Damn it, Fred!" George yelled, slapping the back of his twin brother's head.
~3~
~I will not sing, "We're Off To See The Wizard," when sent to the Headmaster's Office~
After one of their most recent pranks, one involving a cow, fireworks, and some Mentos, Fred, George, and Kip were heading to the Headmaster's office.
"That . . . Was great." Kip said.
"Best day of my life." the two chimed in.
"You know what would make this better?" she inquiried.
"What?" Fred pressed.
She quickly linked arms with the two and began to sing,
"~We're off to see the Wizard!~"
"~The Wonderful Wizard of OZ!~"
And they skipped down the hall merrily. Even if it was to their doom.
~4~
~I will not bring a Magic Eight Ball to Divination Class~
It was their fourth class for the day and fourth years were filing into their Divination class. They noticed one student was unusually early. And with a rather unusual object. Daring to approach her, Ron asked her,
" 'Ey Kip? What you have there?"
Smirking on the inside and glad Harry and Hermione were keeping their distance, she replied.
"It's a magical ball, Ron. It answers any question you ask, 100% correct."
"Really?!" he asked, now excited.
"Yup!"
"Well can I ask it something?"
"Sure, but the rules are, I have to ask a question for you. Or it won't tell you."
"Well ask away than!"
Gently picking up the ball, adding to affect, she chanted,
"Oh magic eight ball! I come to you in need of answers! And I ask for my dear friend, Ronald Weasley, will the spiders come?! And will they make him dance?!"
She violently shook the ball and peered into it. Ronald was stony-faced.
"Hmmm. . . The ball says. . . All signs point to yes!" she put on a look of horror and slowly turned her head towards Ron. He had gotten whiter and Kip whispered,
"Run Ronald. . . Run. . ."
"AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!! THE SPIDERS!!!! THE SPIDERS ARE GOIN' TA MAKE ME DANCE!!!" he screamed, evacuating the room.
