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Marker Mustaches and Miss Pretty Princess Bitch

Cut throat. Those were the best two words to describe the madness he was witnessing. So this is what happened when someone locked up teenagers for an entire summer.

Hermoine was obviously in the lead but that was to be expected. When Harry had actual managed to get a question right, that she hadn't, he had promptly drawn a huge penis on Hermoine's cheek with the orange marker. Sirius still laughed out loud if he caught sight of it. She was trying to cover it with her hair but it really wasn't working.

Harry had a handle bar mustache, a pair of boobs, one blue eyelid and an assortment of other lewd, immature drawings on his face and arms.

Ron was the worse out of all of them. Hermoine had taken sweet sadistic pleasure from writing 'Ginger' on his forehead, but there was also a tic-ta-toe board, where Harry and Hermoine had played on Ron's face. Other than the fact that he had connect the dots with the freckles on his arms and legs he was doing quite well.

Ginny was no better off. As soon as she had gotten one wrong, Hermoine had given her whiskers with the blue marker because who else but Hermoine would know the answer to, "What three European counties begin with the letter A?" After the whiskers, Hermoine had just scribbled all over Ginny's legs; Hermoine wasn't out for artistic flare but revenge.

It was obvious who the winner was going to be but Sirius still wanted to prolong it. He was, how might you say, patronizing the arts at the moment.

Hermoine did a little dance in her chair when it was her turn. She had managed to grab the Pretty Pretty Princess crown again and was wearing it as more; a crown of glory. Sirius sighed as he read the question, "What day of the week did the Romans call diessolis?" Hermoine gave a demented laugh and simply said "Sunday." Sirius sighed and just gave a simple nod 'yes'. And with that she was one slice away from victory!

Harry knew it was now or never but he had a feeling it was going to be the 'never' part. With a spin and a prayer to the gods he landed on green...damn. Sirius truly felt sorry for Harry and when he read the question for green out loud he could barely talk in between his laughter. "What mammals travel with yellowfish tuna?" Harry looked at Sirius like he might turn in him in to the authorities. But after that he just hang his head low...

"Jellyfish?"

"Jellyfish aren't mammals Harry."

"Ohhhh..."

"The correct answer would be, 'What are dolphins?'" Hermoine said.

"Sirius, the green marker if you please." Hermoine knew that she was going to take a special relish in this.

"Harry, arm."

With a whimper, Harry gave her his arm. Hermoine knew in her heart that what she was about to do was truly evil but at the moment she didn't care. She drew what looked like the Dark Mark...instead of a snake it looked like..."A CANDY CANE?" Hermoine had a slightly guilty look before she said "I'm hungry."

Sirius gave a snort, went to the kitchen and brought back some cauldron cakes to the table.

It was Ron's turn, the poor boy hadn't gotten one question right, so Sirius was really going to enjoy this. "What was the largest city in the U.S. when the first census was taken in 1790?" It was so hard to hold in a hoot of laughter after he was done reading it. Who in the world had ever made up these cards? Who in the world would know these things? Muggle or not.

Ron looked like he wanted to either cry, laugh, or maybe throw up. The choice that he took though was a complete surprise to everyone at the table.

Ron upended the card table with a yell that could rival the Hulk. As if to add the frosting to the cake, Ron ripped open his shirt by the buttons looked at Ginny, said "Don't tell mum" and ran out of the room.

With all that had happened throughout the week, this did nothing to faze the people who had been around the card table, on the other hand it did surprise the new addition in the opposite hallway.

"Um, what was that?" Came a snarling voice from the shadows.

...to be continued...

Obviously some of these characters are, well, out of character. Snape will defiantly not be an exception. In fact for him to even consider playing is out of character but you have been warned. Personally I can't wait to see Snape play pictionary? Does he have a talent for drawing that we were aware of?

I know it's not a game but I can see Snape playing with an Easy Bake Oven! Also what was the boy version of it? I think there was a science kit or something like that...anyone remember?