Disclamer: Characters, places and what have you belong to J.K. Rowling.
A/N: This is my rant within a drabble about the lack of courtesy people have for the story archives. If you have questions use the forums, pm people or really anything, but fill up valuable story space. It's also a blurb of witches plotting together to get the two them to finally get it on. Enjoy ^_^.
Two Slytherin's and a Gryffindor sat outside Hogsmeade's new attraction: The Golden Snitch Café. The three of them were crowded around a mysterious object at one of the outdoor tables, well at least mysterious to wizarding-folk. To any muggle it would look like a bunch of ordinary teenage girls gathered around a lap-top. But these were far from ordinary teenager girls; these were witches, plotting witches. Two wizards spotted this phenomenon, a Gryffindor and two Slytherins together socially? The fact that they were both a Gryffindor and Slytherin themselves was beside's the point. Nothing good ever a came from the two houses getting along. The two boys, who had been walking side by side in comfortable silence (under glamour's of course), took a seat two tables down from the witches, a seat conveniently facing their direction.
The pointy blond wizard spoke up, "Potter, what do you think those three are up to?"
"I don't know Malfoy, maybe having a cup of tea." The raven haired be-speckled boy speculated sarcastically.
"No you dolt, they are clearly up to something!" "Why else would Pansy associate with a Mu-"
"Malfoy!" The Gryffindor growled warningly.
"Muggleborn, Potter, don't get your knickers in a twist."
The raven rolled his eyes. "I don't know Malfoy, what are any teenage witches up to; world domination, sacrificial rituals, gossiping."
The blond Slytherin snorted. "You have some imagination Potter. Clearly it's simpler than that: they are plotting against me."
"Yes, because it's all about you, you vain paranoid git."
"Just shut up and listen Potter."
Unknown to them the young witches were waiting for this queue, so the blond pug faced Slytherin said, "Budge over Granger I want to see the latest chapter update. How do you get this stupid muggle contraption to work anyway?"
"Well Parkinson its quiet simple really you just connect this cable here to the-…"
"I don't need a novel, Granger I just meant how do I get this mouse-thingy to work."
"Well that's easy enough Parkinson." The bushy haired know it all began to demonstrate the ease of the mouse. She glanced up at the big boned brown haired Slytherin next to Pansy looking for the go ahead. Millicent gave one firm nod two the both of them. "And-…" "Oh shove it Granger just scoot over so I can read the latest chapter of that fan fiction."
Strom grey eyes turned to emerald green in question; the raven shrugged and turned back to the curious scene before them.
"Hold on a minute Parkinson I have to find it first. It use to be so easy to find, but people keep posting forum questions where the stories are supposed to be so it makes it harder to navigate." " How plebian and bothersome." Parkinson scoffed.
"I know some people are so inconsiderate." The bushy haired girl agreed. "Ah here it is the next chapter in "Rivalry Turned Sultry".
"Great, they were just getting to the good part where Harry was about to suck Draco's large juicy-…."
Both wizards eyes dilated, there cheeks went red with embarrassment and they looked anywhere but each other. The three witches smirked: mission accomplished.
Fin