Stranded part 2
Part 2: the winners from hell
Slythrin:
Pansy blah blah blah! ::everyone groans::
Marcus Flint :more groans::
Millicent blah blah ::more groans::
aaaaaaaand:
Draco Malfoy ::even more groans and boo's::
Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny look at each other in horror.
They had to spend the entire summer, with HIM? Why oh lord why?
Professor cleared her throat for attention. Everyone looked at her.
she started explaining what will happen on the island,rules,etc.
"You will each be able to bring a trunk full of what ever you need along with another
trunk full of required items such as cloths,tooth brush, etc. Don't worry, there will be
only one homework assignment. That is writing a daily journal of what happens each day,
what you learned about each other, you're feelings etc.
The people who can stay on the island the whole summer will be awarded a special prize.
Those who bail will be given a free butter beer and that's all.Every other week, a professor
will come to see how things are going. That's all. All the winners will pick up a sheet of
the rules at my desk in a moment. Any broken without good cause, shall be punished.
That's
all. Oh and I almost forgot. You may use some magic." Cheers erupted through out the
classroom.
Everyone ran up to the professor's desk to the rules list. As harry and his friends
neared the desk, his excitement grew. He wasn't going to let Malfoy and the Slythrin's
ruin his summer. His friends were thinking the same thing. They got up to the front of the
desk
and got the rules. and read.
Well, Harry thought. These won't be to hard to follow. The first one's he wouldn't
dream of doing. The other he could live with out. And the last one. well, it would-be
very hard. Especially when he would like to kill Malfoy for being a winner from hell.
He sighed. He heard his friends gasp. He looked.
"What? he asked. They stared at the last rule. Ron was getting angry.
"Can you believe this? look at this!
Rule 15: No fighting and putting curses on you're fellow 'housemates'! I can't believe
this!
"Oh really Ron, it's not that bad! If we stay away from them." ,Only, we have to
share a house with two them." Everyone couldn't help playing the death march in their heads.
They knew it wasn't going to be easy, but they would make the best of it.
They went up stairs to the common room. When they got, there, Harry remembered the
dursleys.
He ran up stairs to his dormitory and got out a piece of parchment. he wrote:
Dear Uncle Porky Pig, Aunt skinny bones and cousin Mrs. Piggy,
Don't bother to show up at kings cross. I won't be there. I'm spending the summer on a
deserted
island with people I hate,(don't worry, it's not you!), as well as my best friends.
I won't be seeing you till next summer. unless of course, me and my Godfather want
to come and turn you all to toads. I may not be able to do magic, but Sirius is.
Harry
He tied the letter to Hedwigs leg and watched her take off threw the now dark sky. He
went
back down stairs and met Ron who was coming to get him for dinner in the Great Hall.
When the got to the Great Hall, everyone was just sitting down. Before the food
appeared
on the perfect golden plates, Dumbledor Stood up and everyone quieted. He smiled
brightly
at everyone.
"As you all know, the 12 people that won the Deserted Island Contest have been picked.
Contestants, you will be leaving on the Hogwarts Express the day before everyone goes
home.
(A/N: I don't think the books ever said what day that was, so this is made up)
On June 15th. You will be taken to a Wizard sea port, where you will board a ferry that
will
take you to the island where you will meet with professor flitwhick. I hope you all will,
become friends and there will be no trouble." Harry and Ron sharply looked over to
malfoy.
He was smirking evilly. They knew right then and there, there was going to be hell to pay.
Issued by the Winners From Hell.
Authors note; I know this is short, but I'll try to make the next part longer. only if I
get 5 reviews. Not. I'm not gonna do that to the people who review cause some of ya
mean people don't want to review.::pouts:: is my stories really so bad that nobody want's
to
tell me so?
Part 2: the winners from hell
Slythrin:
Pansy blah blah blah! ::everyone groans::
Marcus Flint :more groans::
Millicent blah blah ::more groans::
aaaaaaaand:
Draco Malfoy ::even more groans and boo's::
Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny look at each other in horror.
They had to spend the entire summer, with HIM? Why oh lord why?
Professor cleared her throat for attention. Everyone looked at her.
she started explaining what will happen on the island,rules,etc.
"You will each be able to bring a trunk full of what ever you need along with another
trunk full of required items such as cloths,tooth brush, etc. Don't worry, there will be
only one homework assignment. That is writing a daily journal of what happens each day,
what you learned about each other, you're feelings etc.
The people who can stay on the island the whole summer will be awarded a special prize.
Those who bail will be given a free butter beer and that's all.Every other week, a professor
will come to see how things are going. That's all. All the winners will pick up a sheet of
the rules at my desk in a moment. Any broken without good cause, shall be punished.
That's
all. Oh and I almost forgot. You may use some magic." Cheers erupted through out the
classroom.
Everyone ran up to the professor's desk to the rules list. As harry and his friends
neared the desk, his excitement grew. He wasn't going to let Malfoy and the Slythrin's
ruin his summer. His friends were thinking the same thing. They got up to the front of the
desk
and got the rules. and read.
Well, Harry thought. These won't be to hard to follow. The first one's he wouldn't
dream of doing. The other he could live with out. And the last one. well, it would-be
very hard. Especially when he would like to kill Malfoy for being a winner from hell.
He sighed. He heard his friends gasp. He looked.
"What? he asked. They stared at the last rule. Ron was getting angry.
"Can you believe this? look at this!
Rule 15: No fighting and putting curses on you're fellow 'housemates'! I can't believe
this!
"Oh really Ron, it's not that bad! If we stay away from them." ,Only, we have to
share a house with two them." Everyone couldn't help playing the death march in their heads.
They knew it wasn't going to be easy, but they would make the best of it.
They went up stairs to the common room. When they got, there, Harry remembered the
dursleys.
He ran up stairs to his dormitory and got out a piece of parchment. he wrote:
Dear Uncle Porky Pig, Aunt skinny bones and cousin Mrs. Piggy,
Don't bother to show up at kings cross. I won't be there. I'm spending the summer on a
deserted
island with people I hate,(don't worry, it's not you!), as well as my best friends.
I won't be seeing you till next summer. unless of course, me and my Godfather want
to come and turn you all to toads. I may not be able to do magic, but Sirius is.
Harry
He tied the letter to Hedwigs leg and watched her take off threw the now dark sky. He
went
back down stairs and met Ron who was coming to get him for dinner in the Great Hall.
When the got to the Great Hall, everyone was just sitting down. Before the food
appeared
on the perfect golden plates, Dumbledor Stood up and everyone quieted. He smiled
brightly
at everyone.
"As you all know, the 12 people that won the Deserted Island Contest have been picked.
Contestants, you will be leaving on the Hogwarts Express the day before everyone goes
home.
(A/N: I don't think the books ever said what day that was, so this is made up)
On June 15th. You will be taken to a Wizard sea port, where you will board a ferry that
will
take you to the island where you will meet with professor flitwhick. I hope you all will,
become friends and there will be no trouble." Harry and Ron sharply looked over to
malfoy.
He was smirking evilly. They knew right then and there, there was going to be hell to pay.
Issued by the Winners From Hell.
Authors note; I know this is short, but I'll try to make the next part longer. only if I
get 5 reviews. Not. I'm not gonna do that to the people who review cause some of ya
mean people don't want to review.::pouts:: is my stories really so bad that nobody want's
to
tell me so?
