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"The Meeting"
By
GQI
And the doors slid
open to reveal………
A
long hallway. With a door at the end. From the other side of the
door, loud noises that sounded like shouting could be heard.Harry
turned to Ron and asked, "What do you think that is?""I
don't know, maybe more pixies?" Ron replied in a very
hopeful tone.Then,
the boy's curiosity took over and they rushed to the door to see
what was on the other end. They opened the door to reveal a slightly
disturbing sight. Luna Lovegood was standing in a very skimpy white
bikini at the head of a conference table. Seated around the table
were several ministry officials, including the minister himself. Now,
knowing Luna, this would have usually been passed off as a "normal"
occurrence. Except for one thing. All of the officials were tied down
to the chairs with obviously magical ropes. The boys could do nothing
but gape.When
Luna noticed them, she said, "Oh hello there! Have you two met my
friends?"One
of the officials in the back of the room shouted out, "We're not
your friends, physco!"Luna
turned to looked at him in a way which could only be described as the
ever-used, "if looks could kill, he would have died, been
resurrected, then killed again." (Okay, maybe not so "ever-used.",
but still) To Harry and Ron's surprise though, the man actually
did die.
"Soooo,
Luna," Harry began, "what are you up to?" Then Ron blurted out,
"And why are you dressed like that!?"
She
looked at them both and then calmly said, "I'm discussing some
very important business matters with some of the members of the
ministry. And I'm wearing this because it's my negotiating
uniform. Daddy always says that a bikini is the most practical of
clothing for a meeting. He has a lovely pink, orange, yellow, and
lime green flowered one.
Both
boys paled at the image of Mr. Lovegood, a slightly overweight
man, with extremely hairy arms that they met at Kings Cross that
September, in a bikini of any sort. Ron actually turned a bit
green.
"Would you like
to stay and watch the meeting?" Luna asked them.
The
boys looked at each other and simultaneously said, "Sure."
Luna
gave them a decidedly evil grin and said, "Take a seat." She
pointed to two chairs that had appeared by magic.
They
sat. Luna then got out a small red hammer. She circled around the
ministry officials.
"So,
you thought that you could cover up the existence of crumple-horned
snorcacks by locking them away? And hide the nargles by forcing them
to do hard labor in your grape mines? And what about the heliopaths?
Just because you hushed up the press about them, doesn't mean that
they don't exist!" At each official she passed, she hit him or
her (use your imagination as to where) with the little red hammer. At
each hit, the hammer emitted a loud squeak.
One
of the braver (or stupider, seeing as what happened to the last one)
shouted, "What are you talking about? What are rumple-corned
snorcacks, largels, of heliumpaths? You are insane!"
Luna
responded to this remark by hitting the man repeatedly on the head
with her little red hammer of doom. "I.
squeak Am.
squeak Not.
squeak INSANE!
squeak squeak squeak squeak squeeeeeeak
Harry turned to Ron and said, "I think that we should
go!"
Ron said, "I'm
right behind you!"
They
ran out of the room and back into the elevator.
Harry
said, "It's my turn to push a button now."
He
pushed one. The elevator began to move downward, and than upward, and
then sharply to the left.
Then,
the doors slid open to reveal…….
A/N: there's chapter three. If you people haven't noticed, all of the chapters will end with, "and the doors slid open to reveal……." Or something like it. Oh and please review!!
