150 Things not to do at Hogwarts
Year 1 - Climbing the Anger Walls
K. Mead
Rule 85: Ravenclaws do not find a sign saying "the Library is close for an indefinite period of time" amusing in any sense.
A/N: Here we are, the next part. This one was fun to write. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it :)
** A bit of a rewrite here as Marissa hasn't met Zoe yet, fixed it though **
Marissa didn't enjoy people she found them pathetic and useful. There was only one person in the school whose company she enjoyed and that was her tutor, Oliver wood. He was only two years older then she but he seemed wiser and cooler. Marissa idolized him; he was the first crush she had ever had.
Marissa looked forward to her tutoring time with Oliver. there wasn't much she needed help with, she just enjoyed doing homework with him. Every Friday evening, her and Oliver would meet at the library and study together until curfew. Sometimes they would sit in perfect silence enjoying each other's company or talk mostly about quidditch. The only problem was that people were always interrupting her time alone with Oliver.
Well, not anymore. Before going into the library that Friday evening Marissa put a sign up on the door that read: The library is close for an indefinite period of time! and then went to meet Oliver. This left the library remarkably empty as the two studied.
Marissa was burning through her potions homework when Oliver suddenly cleared his throat. "The library's quite empty tonight," he observed. "I wondered if we're missing something."
Marissa shrugged. "Probably not. It doesn't matter anyway," she whispered. "How's your charm's work coming."
"Oh I finished that a while ago. I'm looking over quidditch plays. I need to study up if I want to make the Gryffindor team next year."
Marissa scowled. "You should have made it this year. You were the best person who tried out."
Oliver chuckled. "Not true, but thanks," he said. "How's your potion's homework?"
"Super easy! I'm glad it'll be done before my detention tomorrow," she said with a sigh.
"Ah, the detention, how did you get it this time?" He asked her.
Marissa shrugged. "Easy, made Professor Snape's bowl of cheerio's explode in his face."
Oliver shook his head, laughing joyously with her. He had sort of assumed when Snape's meal was suddenly all over him that Marissa had something to do with it. He decided not to say anything about it and went back to his studies and Marissa went back to her potion's work. They worked in silence until Dumbledore appeared behind them, he cleared his throat and both students turned to him. "Oh, hello Head Master Dumbledore," Oliver said sweetly. "How are you this evening?"
"Very good, Oliver," Dumbledore said. "I'm a little concerned as to why I had a flock of panicked Ravenclaws run to me about a library closure I was not aware of."
Marissa elected to stay silent as Oliver's eyebrows drew into a quizzical stare. "I don't understand sir," he said.
Dumbledore brandished the sign Marissa had made. "Do either of you know where this came from?" he asked. He pinned Marissa with a stern stare she tried not to squirm out of.
Oliver caught Marissa's reddening cheeks and put two and two together. "Oh... uh... it's mine. I put it there... I thought it would be... funny?" he said.
Dumbledore sighed. "Nice try Oliver but I know it wasn't you. Your penmanship is illegible and I have already become quite familiar with this particular cursive," he said his eyes still on Marissa.
Marissa sighed. "Fine! I'm the one who put the sign up. It wasn't a joke I just wanted some quiet time. However freaking out Ravenclaws are always good fun!"
Dumbledore scowled at her. "I trust that you understand that the Ravenclaws did not find this funny and you shall not do this again. Ever."
"Yes!" Marissa cried, rolling her eyes. Dumbledore was wise and took the flyer with him when he left. Marissa looked up to Oliver sheepishly. "Thanks for trying to cover for me," she said.
Oliver smiled. "Anything for my favourite Slytherin," he said before returning to his homework. Marissa beamed, she liked the sound of that, she hoped to always be his favourite Slytherin.
