The Products of a Bored Mind
Chapter One: Notes of War
by Saxifrage
Summery: Boredom of any kind usually gets someone in trouble, and the kids at Hogwarts are no different. A collection of short stories about the students of Hogwarts. (Might not use many HP characters; will be in different formats and about different people each time.)
Victim: Ms. Anna Jackson
Year: 6th
HP Characters Used: Professor Flitwick, Sirius Black
Other Characters: Sonora
I lazily placed my head on my head while listening to the Charms lecture. It would have been fairly amusing to listen to Flitwick's high pitched voice as he ran around the room like a pixie on drugs if I hadn't heard it a million times before. I started to drift off into a peaceful fantasy about some cute boy I made up, when a crumbled piece of paper hit the side of my head. My head snapped up immediately, and I looked around for the culprit, irritated.
My eyes gazed into the gilded orbs of my best friend, Sonora. Damn her, always passing me bloody notes and getting me in trouble! I glanced to Flitwick, but he had luckily been running across to the other side of the room, scolding someone or another. Quickly, I opened the paper and glared down at…a blank page. 'Bitch!' I mouthed over to her, but she simply smiled and winked, used to my sour ways.
Then, out of the corner of my eyes, I noticed writing sprawling across the paper what looked suspiciously like Sonora's handwriting.
Hey! You called me a naughty name, you bad girl you.
Once again I caught Sonora's eyes. I raised one of my eyebrows and she smirked evilly at me, before bending down and scribbling on her own piece of paper.
It's a charm I learned from Lily, The note continued immediately. Oh. Lily was a girl from Gryffindor who was something of a brainiac, and a little bit of a know-it-all. I haven't even spoken to her, but apparently Sonora and her keep close tabs.
The charm is 'appingo-pinxi'… just tap the parchment.
Instantly, I brought my wand out and tapped it. "Appingo-pinxi!" I whispered.
Then, I wrote: Hey wierdo. You trying to get me caught again?
Maybe. She wrote back.
GAH.
But, I have a reason! Really, I do!
Then name it, silly. I sighed.
Sirius Black is staring at you.
I paused. Who was staring at me? I raised my head and let my gaze naturally glide around the room. There. A handsome boy with shaggy black hair and piercing blue eyes was staring at me in a most obvious way. Raising an eyebrow at him, I returned to my note.
Is he the guy with the black hair?
Yes. I can't believe you don't know who he is! He's got to be the hottest guy at school. And a playboy.
You forget how anti-social I am. I reminded her bluntly. I saw her roll her eyes as she read this.
Whatever. I think he wants to ask you out.
Umm… Is that a good thing?
Not sure. She responded. He's completely kissable and yummy, but I hear he cheats a lot.
That's not good. I answered, unsure of what to say. Um, but why would he wanna ask me out? There are plenty of good-looking girls out there.
Oh, you're sexy and you know it.
Do not.
Do too. You sexay thang.
I'm not sexy.
Are too.
Bitch.
Sexy wombat.
…What!
You heard me.
Before I could reply to this…odd phrase, I found the parchment ripped from my hands. "Hey!" I protested, and I looked down into the eyes of runty little Flitwick, who looked very annoyed.
"Writing notes in class again, are we, Ms. Jackson?" He was angry, incredibly so. He looked like he was about to pop…Too bad he sounded so damn funny when he was angry; a snort escaped my lips before I could stop myself. "Well, since you seem to find this funny, I think that the entire class should hear what you had to say."
I gasped. "Hey! That's not fair! For all you know, I was talking about my recently deceased mother and it's a tender subject!"
"Is it?"
"Well… um, no. But it COULD have been!" Yeah, I tend to say some really random things when the spotlight hits me.
"Acroasis!" He said, pointing his wand to my paper. Suddenly, I felt my voice ripped from my throat, and when I tried to speak, nothing came out. I turned to Sonora, who was grasping her throat, obviously feeling the same effects.
And then suddenly, Sonora's voice filled the room, and the class was listening attentively.
"Hey!" Her voice cried mock-offended. "You called me a naughty name, you bad girl you." There was a slight pause. Then, "It's a charm I learned from Lily; the charm is 'appingo-pinxi'… just tap the parchment."
Then, suddenly my voice, sounding halfway between annoyed and amused, entered the room. "Hey wierdo. You trying to get me caught again?"
"Maybe," Sonora's voice laughed.
"GAH!" My voice sounded.
"But, I have a reason! Really, I do!" Sonora's voice sang happily. This was it. I buried my face in my arms. I could only wait to be embarrassed now.
"Then name it, silly."
"Sirius Black is staring at you." At this, I heard angry gasps sound throughout the room from a whole bunch of girls, and glares were shot toward me. I glanced at the Sirius-kid, and I noticed that he was relishing the attention, and winked at me when I scowled at him. I turned away from him. Bloody boys.
"Is he the guy with the black hair?"
"Yes." Sonora stated, sounding amused. "I can't believe you don't know who he is! He's got to be the hottest guy at school. And a playboy." Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Sirius stand up and bow.
"You forget how anti-social I am." My voice was blunt and bored-sounding. People laughed at my statement, and I couldn't understand why.
"Whatever." Came Sonora's voice, sounding like she was trying to explain addition to a three-year-old. "I think he wants to ask you out." Boys wolf-whistled at this and started checking me out. I crossed my arms over my chest when I noticed the boy next to me staring a little too attentively at…me.
"Umm… Is that a good thing?" My voice was uncertain with a tint of, "I'm not sure I'd care either way" in it. Now Sirius was looking at me affronted, but I couldn't hear what he was saying.
"Not sure. He's completely kissable and yummy, but I hear he cheats a lot."
A round of 'oohhs' entered the classroom.
"That's not good." My voice stated. "Um, but why would he wanna ask me out? There are plenty of good-looking girls out there." I sounded skeptical, and I hated the sound of doubt I had for myself in my voice.
"Oh, you're sexy and you know it."
There were amused agreements to this, and I growled. Damn you Sonora and your jokes! Now people are going to make fun of me forever. Pretending that I'm sexy…
"Do not."
"Do too. You sexay thang." More wolf whistles…
"I'm not sexy!" I was actually sounding a bit angry now.
"Are too." Sonora replied childishly.
"Bitch."
"Sexy wombat."
"…What!"
"You heard me."
Now everyone was laughing and pointing at me, calling me strange names and yelling out random things. Some were insulting me, telling me that I'd better wish fro boobs for Christmas, because it'd take a miracle to get them attractive (I'm guessing these were the girls); while others were telling me that if I didn't want Black, they would happily oblige to please my sexy wombat needs—that last comment was a little terrifying…especially with one or two girls joining in. I shot Sonora a petrified look. She looked amused, though. She always did handle social situations better than me.
"SILENCE!" Flitwick's tiny voice boomed, and the noise stopped.
"Ms. Jackson, You'll receive detention for all this week for writing notes in class and for saying a bad word. Warn your accomplice to not send you any more notes, because the next time I catch you, You're going to get worse than detention."
I tried to say, "Yes, Professor," but when my lips moved, nothing came out of my mouth…and right then the note started up again.
"Oh yes," Flitwick added, listening to Sonora speak. "You have to figure out how to take the charm off too."
Angrily, I grabbed my note, stuffed it in my bag (only muffling the sound of my voice faintly) and ran out of the classroom, laughter following me, and Flitwick began his lecture again.
I groaned. Detention? Damn it! And Sonora got off, and she's the one who started it! No, wait. It was actually the damn Black's fault! If he hadn't been staring at me, Sonora wouldn't have even started a note!
Oh, this was war.
A/N: In case you couldn't tell, the first person in this story to be affected by boredom was moi. xD Yep, these stories are going to be the products of MY bored mind. Please enjoy! Don't forget to REVIEW! I'll give you loofas. xDDDDDDDDD
