The Closet: A Match Maker's Best Friend
Chapter 1: Virtual Weasel Would be a Cool Name for a Band
By, Rosekeet
A/N: Ok, I'm just toying with a new idea here. Tell me what you think and if you have any idea's I'd love to hear them. This probably won't get finished as fast as 10 Reason's Love Potions are Illegal (my most famous fic) because I'm starting High School in a week and I have really long days. (Up at 6 get home at 6) So, please bear with me. The chapter title has nothing to do with the actual chapter. Just thought you'd like to know.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all related characters belong to JK Rowling. Don't sue me.
Professor Granger glared down at Angel and Dovey Weasly. She was a normally a nice looking witch: long, silky brown hair, chocolate colored eyes, a nice smile, pretty figure. But at the moment she was looking anything but nice. Her skin was a nasty shade of purple and her hair an ugly green. Angel and Dovey tried hard to keep straight faces. Normally they would be wilting under her famous glare but with purple skin and green hair it just wasn't as effective. You could practically see the steam coming from her ears. Angel and Dovey looked at each other and started giggling. They were identical from the tips of their toes to the roots of their flaming red hair.
"Explain." Professor Granger said, sounding dangerously like the old transfiguration teacher they had had before their Uncle Ron had come to teach.
"Um... "Angel said.
"Well...." Dovey said biting her lip.
"You see..."
"Just a bit of fun..." Professor Granger continued to glare. The twins gulped. "You two are just like your father." She said dangerously. "Set me right in about 5 seconds and I'll only give you 5 detentions instead of the 10 I was planning." They immediately did what they were told.
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!
Angel and Dovey ran out of the class room as fast as their legs could carry them.
"Phew." Angel said.
"We sure lucked out that time!" Dovey said grinning.
"We'd better wait to try it on Harry for a week or so." Angel said. Harry Potter was their god-father as well as their Defense against the Dark Arts teacher.
"Yes. We aren't going to have much free time..."
"It was odd though... I thought it was supposed to turn her all green."
"It was. But the purple and the green together were much better."
"Defiantly."
~*~
Professor Harry Potter watched as his god-daughters came into the class room with their best friend Honey Malfoy. It had always shocked him the two Weasly's and a Malfoy had become best friends. Honey looked every inch a Malfoy: pale skin and hair, gray eyes, thin and scrawny. But she was a Gryffindor in spirit, to her father's eternal shame. The three girls were deep in discussion. With names like Angel, Dovey and Honey you would have thought they'd have been nice, sweet, obedient kids. But not so. Angel and Dovey were perfect female replicas of thier father George, and Uncle, Fred. And Honey was like their triplet. He could tell they were plotting something. He, personally, found their pranks and jokes funny, unlike the other Professors. Hermione had come into the teachers' lounge that morning looking like one of her own students and broken her record for most OWL's. They must have had a good day.
~*~
"What did Dovey and Angel do to you to day?" Ron asked with a grin as Hermione came into the teachers lounge. Hermione shot him a dirty look as she flopped into a chair.
"Those two are going to be the death of me yet!"
"They didn't bewitch your chalk so it wrote obscenities on the black board again?" Ron had heard the story and personally found it very funny. He didn't tell Hermione that though. He didn't like getting her angry.
"No. I got the old color change trick instead."
"Ah. Didn't they and Honey Malfoy do that to Snape last month?"
"Yes. I felt a bit bad giving them detentions, since they just finished up Snape's." She shuddered. Having been in Snape's dungeons for detentions more than once, she had a good amount of empathy for the students he punished.
"I don't think he'll be at peace until he's tormented every last student one last time." Ron said shaking his head. Professor Snape had died the year Hermione, Harry and Ron and come to teach at Hogwarts. Unfortunately for the students (and Harry, Ron and Hermione as well. Though he couldn't punish them they were still very wary of him) his ghost had come back insisting that he continue his job just like before he died. And his being a ghost managed to make him even scarier. "I bet he only came back to spite us."
"Oh, Ron. Don't be silly. Maybe he just likes teaching."
"Or tormenting."
"Don't be silly!"
"I've seen him smiling giving out detentions!"
"No you haven't."
"Have so."
"Have not."
"Have so." Harry walked in followed by Trewlany who was waving her cane vigorously at him.
"At the next full moon..." She was saying. Things hadn't changed quite as much as you'd have expected.
Chapter 1: Virtual Weasel Would be a Cool Name for a Band
By, Rosekeet
A/N: Ok, I'm just toying with a new idea here. Tell me what you think and if you have any idea's I'd love to hear them. This probably won't get finished as fast as 10 Reason's Love Potions are Illegal (my most famous fic) because I'm starting High School in a week and I have really long days. (Up at 6 get home at 6) So, please bear with me. The chapter title has nothing to do with the actual chapter. Just thought you'd like to know.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all related characters belong to JK Rowling. Don't sue me.
Professor Granger glared down at Angel and Dovey Weasly. She was a normally a nice looking witch: long, silky brown hair, chocolate colored eyes, a nice smile, pretty figure. But at the moment she was looking anything but nice. Her skin was a nasty shade of purple and her hair an ugly green. Angel and Dovey tried hard to keep straight faces. Normally they would be wilting under her famous glare but with purple skin and green hair it just wasn't as effective. You could practically see the steam coming from her ears. Angel and Dovey looked at each other and started giggling. They were identical from the tips of their toes to the roots of their flaming red hair.
"Explain." Professor Granger said, sounding dangerously like the old transfiguration teacher they had had before their Uncle Ron had come to teach.
"Um... "Angel said.
"Well...." Dovey said biting her lip.
"You see..."
"Just a bit of fun..." Professor Granger continued to glare. The twins gulped. "You two are just like your father." She said dangerously. "Set me right in about 5 seconds and I'll only give you 5 detentions instead of the 10 I was planning." They immediately did what they were told.
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!
Angel and Dovey ran out of the class room as fast as their legs could carry them.
"Phew." Angel said.
"We sure lucked out that time!" Dovey said grinning.
"We'd better wait to try it on Harry for a week or so." Angel said. Harry Potter was their god-father as well as their Defense against the Dark Arts teacher.
"Yes. We aren't going to have much free time..."
"It was odd though... I thought it was supposed to turn her all green."
"It was. But the purple and the green together were much better."
"Defiantly."
~*~
Professor Harry Potter watched as his god-daughters came into the class room with their best friend Honey Malfoy. It had always shocked him the two Weasly's and a Malfoy had become best friends. Honey looked every inch a Malfoy: pale skin and hair, gray eyes, thin and scrawny. But she was a Gryffindor in spirit, to her father's eternal shame. The three girls were deep in discussion. With names like Angel, Dovey and Honey you would have thought they'd have been nice, sweet, obedient kids. But not so. Angel and Dovey were perfect female replicas of thier father George, and Uncle, Fred. And Honey was like their triplet. He could tell they were plotting something. He, personally, found their pranks and jokes funny, unlike the other Professors. Hermione had come into the teachers' lounge that morning looking like one of her own students and broken her record for most OWL's. They must have had a good day.
~*~
"What did Dovey and Angel do to you to day?" Ron asked with a grin as Hermione came into the teachers lounge. Hermione shot him a dirty look as she flopped into a chair.
"Those two are going to be the death of me yet!"
"They didn't bewitch your chalk so it wrote obscenities on the black board again?" Ron had heard the story and personally found it very funny. He didn't tell Hermione that though. He didn't like getting her angry.
"No. I got the old color change trick instead."
"Ah. Didn't they and Honey Malfoy do that to Snape last month?"
"Yes. I felt a bit bad giving them detentions, since they just finished up Snape's." She shuddered. Having been in Snape's dungeons for detentions more than once, she had a good amount of empathy for the students he punished.
"I don't think he'll be at peace until he's tormented every last student one last time." Ron said shaking his head. Professor Snape had died the year Hermione, Harry and Ron and come to teach at Hogwarts. Unfortunately for the students (and Harry, Ron and Hermione as well. Though he couldn't punish them they were still very wary of him) his ghost had come back insisting that he continue his job just like before he died. And his being a ghost managed to make him even scarier. "I bet he only came back to spite us."
"Oh, Ron. Don't be silly. Maybe he just likes teaching."
"Or tormenting."
"Don't be silly!"
"I've seen him smiling giving out detentions!"
"No you haven't."
"Have so."
"Have not."
"Have so." Harry walked in followed by Trewlany who was waving her cane vigorously at him.
"At the next full moon..." She was saying. Things hadn't changed quite as much as you'd have expected.