Disclaimer: I do not own the game Clue, the characters, or anything else in this fic.
This story takes place in OOTP and is pretty much just some vignettes about the Order doing random things. I realize that some things will be kind of altered in the story but this is fiction right? Nice piece of information for you guys, I actually wrote this chapter when our electricity was non-existent after Katrina. Enjoy!
"It was Colonel Mustard, in the Billiard Room, with the chainsaw!" Said Sirius triumphantly, throwing his playing cards from the board game Clue down onto the kitchen table. There was a collective moan from the other players as Kingsley Shacklebolt tiredly put his face in his hands and sighed.
"There is no chainsaw in this game Sirius, just as there's no crowbar, wooden stake, rabid squirrel…"
"And it has to be your turn before you can guess!" said Mrs. Weasley irritably as her turn had once again been ruined by Sirius's wild guesses. At that moment, Mad-Eye Moody limped into the kitchen of Number 12 Grimmauld Place, his wooden leg thumping with each step. He looked around at the Order members sitting around the table and then, turning his magical eye to look at the tiny brown envelope labeled "Confidential" in the middle of the game board he grunted,
"It was Professor Plum, in the study with the wrench. Now you lot get up and make yerselves useful and stop wasting your time playing stupid Muggle games. We've got Death Eaters to catch!" And with that, he limped out of the kitchen, leaving everyone to stare at each other with their mouths open.
"Damn it Mad-Eye!" yelled Tonks angrily, "Just because you can see through the bloody envelope doesn't mean you have to ruin it for the rest of us!" Moody, however, didn't seem to hear her as he proceeded on his way to the front door, the thumping of his wooden leg echoing throughout the house.
"Oh well, it isn't as though any of us were really enjoying it anymore," sighed Remus as he picked his "Mr. Green" piece up off the board and placed it back into the box.
"Yeah, it's not like we haven't been playing this game all day long," reasoned Arthur Weasley as he began to help Remus put everything back into the box.
"And I was just about to win too," said Sirius wistfully, resting his chair back on it's hind legs.
"No you weren't!" snapped Mrs. Weasley, "You'd already lost. Three times!"
"What are we going to do now?" yawned Tonks boredly, her curly red hair instantly turning into its usual short, spiky, bubble-gum pink.
"We've still got Twister," said Sirius dejectedly. There was a unanimous "No!" from around the table.
Author's Note: I know this was short but there's more to come I promise. Please review and tell me how I'm doing!