When Boredom Strikes Hogwarts
by CuteDiva
A/N: This is my ultimate super-cliche! What happens when several Hogwarts students take up playing Muggle party games to keep boredom at bay? Total and utter chaos, that's what! And if you want to read more insanity, read my other humor HP series, "Pansy and the Pussycats," Chapter 2 coming soon!
P.S. This is probably the strangest fic I've ever written (even stranger than "Hermione, Your Breath REALLY Stinks!") and I am definitely going to write more chapters, so, please, be warned.
(Harry, Ron, Hermione, and several other Gryffindors are hanging out in the common room, extremely bored.)
Harry: I am SO bored!
Seamus: I know! Let's play Seven Minutes in Heaven!
Ron: What?
Seamus: It's a Muggle party game. See, you get paired up with someone, and then you go into a closet and make out for seven minutes.
Hermione: No WAY! I HATE that game! (tries to run, but Harry stops her.)
Ron: Oh! (goes to his room to get breathmints.)
Dean: Okay, should we draw ballots?
Lavender: Sure!
Dean: Okay. Harry, you're up first. (hands Harry a basket with girls' names in it.)
Harry: I got Ginny.
Ginny: YAY! (leaps onto Harry, but Ron stops her.)
Ron: GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY SISTER, YOU PERVERT!
Ginny: (drags Harry into the closet.)
Seven minutes later...
(Harry and Ginny come out, Harry is wearing a different shirt and has lipstick smeared over his face, and Ginny is squealing like a pig being branded.)
Ron: I'M GONNA KILL YOU! (lunges for Harry.)
Dean: Okay, Harry, pick someone else to take a turn.
Harry: (being beaten up by Ron) Fred!
Fred: (grabs a ballot) SCORE! I got Parvati.
Parvati: AGH! Red hair! NO! Professor Trelawney said-
(Fred drags her into the closet, comes out 2 minutes later with a red handprint on his face.)
George: That's gotta hurt. Fred, pick someone.
Fred: Hermione.
Hermione: NO! I'm getting out of here!
Seamus, Harry, and Ron: NO YOU DON'T!
(Hermione puts up a courageous fight, but ends up having to take her turn anyways.)
Hermione: I got Ron! (blushes.)
Ron: Ew! I don't want to kiss you! EW, EW, EW, EWWWWWWW!
Hermione: Well, no skin off my nose, Freckles!
Ron: Oh yeah?
Hermione: Yeah!
Ron: Oh yeah?
Hermione: Yeah!
Ron: Oh yeah?
Hermione: Yeah!
(They suddenly find themselves sucking face in the closet.)
Seven minutes later...
Fred: Okay, it's time to come out now!
(Silence)
Seven more minutes later...
Fred: You guys, your time is up!
(Silence)
One hour later...
Fred: Are you two okay in there?
(Hears strange giggly, moany noises coming out from the closet)
Ginny: Ew!
Harry: Gross.
Seamus: I don't think they'll be coming out any time soon.
Parvati: Uh, I think we should, um, get on with the game...
(Everyone agrees, trying to ignore the sickening howls from the closet).
Lavender: I wanna try! (Draws ballot). I got (cringes) Colin Creevey.
Colin: Oh, yeah!
Lavender: Let's just get this over with.
(Noises in closet get louder.)
Hermione (from inside closet): Yes! Yes!
Ron (from inside closet): Tell me who's your daddy!
Harry: You know what? Let's just get out of here. I'm tired of this game.
All: Yeah.
(They all walk off, except Colin.)
Colin: Hey! How come I didn't get some?
A/N: Sick, stupid crap, ain't it? Hopefully, this made you laugh at LEAST one time. Please review, or I'll be sad. I just can't write humor! (Score 1 point for Captain Obvious!) Anyways, please review, no flames, you were warned at the start of this story. In the next chapter, they'll either play Truth or Dare or Spin the Bottle. I haven't decided yet. Whatever the game, Ron and Hermione won't be as... shall we say, hormonal? I promise! Peace out!
by CuteDiva
A/N: This is my ultimate super-cliche! What happens when several Hogwarts students take up playing Muggle party games to keep boredom at bay? Total and utter chaos, that's what! And if you want to read more insanity, read my other humor HP series, "Pansy and the Pussycats," Chapter 2 coming soon!
P.S. This is probably the strangest fic I've ever written (even stranger than "Hermione, Your Breath REALLY Stinks!") and I am definitely going to write more chapters, so, please, be warned.
(Harry, Ron, Hermione, and several other Gryffindors are hanging out in the common room, extremely bored.)
Harry: I am SO bored!
Seamus: I know! Let's play Seven Minutes in Heaven!
Ron: What?
Seamus: It's a Muggle party game. See, you get paired up with someone, and then you go into a closet and make out for seven minutes.
Hermione: No WAY! I HATE that game! (tries to run, but Harry stops her.)
Ron: Oh! (goes to his room to get breathmints.)
Dean: Okay, should we draw ballots?
Lavender: Sure!
Dean: Okay. Harry, you're up first. (hands Harry a basket with girls' names in it.)
Harry: I got Ginny.
Ginny: YAY! (leaps onto Harry, but Ron stops her.)
Ron: GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY SISTER, YOU PERVERT!
Ginny: (drags Harry into the closet.)
Seven minutes later...
(Harry and Ginny come out, Harry is wearing a different shirt and has lipstick smeared over his face, and Ginny is squealing like a pig being branded.)
Ron: I'M GONNA KILL YOU! (lunges for Harry.)
Dean: Okay, Harry, pick someone else to take a turn.
Harry: (being beaten up by Ron) Fred!
Fred: (grabs a ballot) SCORE! I got Parvati.
Parvati: AGH! Red hair! NO! Professor Trelawney said-
(Fred drags her into the closet, comes out 2 minutes later with a red handprint on his face.)
George: That's gotta hurt. Fred, pick someone.
Fred: Hermione.
Hermione: NO! I'm getting out of here!
Seamus, Harry, and Ron: NO YOU DON'T!
(Hermione puts up a courageous fight, but ends up having to take her turn anyways.)
Hermione: I got Ron! (blushes.)
Ron: Ew! I don't want to kiss you! EW, EW, EW, EWWWWWWW!
Hermione: Well, no skin off my nose, Freckles!
Ron: Oh yeah?
Hermione: Yeah!
Ron: Oh yeah?
Hermione: Yeah!
Ron: Oh yeah?
Hermione: Yeah!
(They suddenly find themselves sucking face in the closet.)
Seven minutes later...
Fred: Okay, it's time to come out now!
(Silence)
Seven more minutes later...
Fred: You guys, your time is up!
(Silence)
One hour later...
Fred: Are you two okay in there?
(Hears strange giggly, moany noises coming out from the closet)
Ginny: Ew!
Harry: Gross.
Seamus: I don't think they'll be coming out any time soon.
Parvati: Uh, I think we should, um, get on with the game...
(Everyone agrees, trying to ignore the sickening howls from the closet).
Lavender: I wanna try! (Draws ballot). I got (cringes) Colin Creevey.
Colin: Oh, yeah!
Lavender: Let's just get this over with.
(Noises in closet get louder.)
Hermione (from inside closet): Yes! Yes!
Ron (from inside closet): Tell me who's your daddy!
Harry: You know what? Let's just get out of here. I'm tired of this game.
All: Yeah.
(They all walk off, except Colin.)
Colin: Hey! How come I didn't get some?
A/N: Sick, stupid crap, ain't it? Hopefully, this made you laugh at LEAST one time. Please review, or I'll be sad. I just can't write humor! (Score 1 point for Captain Obvious!) Anyways, please review, no flames, you were warned at the start of this story. In the next chapter, they'll either play Truth or Dare or Spin the Bottle. I haven't decided yet. Whatever the game, Ron and Hermione won't be as... shall we say, hormonal? I promise! Peace out!
