notes: aaaah, more evil-ness. Its starting to become
a theme,ne? Oh yah, guess who got a role in the school
play? moi! ok, ill stop boasting now ^^ ANyway, i
dont own HP. Im not smart enough ^` Dont sue me...
i have about 3 dollors in pennies, and thats it. =)
Anyway, story ho!

Chapter One: being evil on the Hogwarts Express


Ahh, train sweet train.

Well, not really, but Im good at pretending. Its old
and smells like old card board. It creaks alot,too.
But I guess its alright. Anyway, it seems Goyle and
Crabbe just entered with Pansy. What an annoying
shadow of a female! She was alright, evin likeable,
untill she started that simpering thing. I know im
irrisistable (theres that arrogance again. ^^ Darco
will be Draco ~^), but is it really neccisary to
flutter your eyelashes 150 times in a minute? How
the hec do they do that,anyway?

As i was saying, they just entered. Goyle and Crabbe
arnt really as bad as alot think. Crabbe is actually
relitivially intelligant. Well, he is untill you give
him too much to drink. Then hes just plain entertaining!
You havnt lived untill youv seen Crabbe in a in a
bunny costume, man! And a pink bunny costume, at that.
Pure, evil, enjoyment.

Oh...im so horrible at sticking to a subject. But oh
well. Youl just have to deal with it, wont you.(buwaha!
The power of being a fic chick! hear my evil laugh!
*laughs evily*) Oh, pansy is simpering again. I swear,
wheres my handy dandy frying pan (1) when I need it?
The woman-or rather, rat in a fashionable outfit (2)-
never quits.

"Oh,Draco, iv missed you," simpers Rat Girl. 'Oh draco
iv missed you', honestly! You and every other sensable
chick! Stand in line! Im sure more attractive woman will
simper in a non-disgusting way!

"Pansy," i growl as a greeting. Ugh. Rat girl is waering
the most awful pink robes. She makes Lochart seem tolorable.
Now theres a guy that needs mental help.

Well,well,well. It seems Potter and his pose have entered
the train. I can hear Granger from here, at the back of the
tarin. She may be a annoying know-it-all, but i gotta admitt
she has lungs. Its too bad her voice is so...well...
know-it-all.

"We have to study twise as hard this year," Granger proclamed.
Oy, vey! If she says "study" one more time im gonna puke!
"You can never study enough," Granger added. Grr! That just
isnt cool! Im all nautious now!

Sneering, I have loads of practice, so it doesnt evin hurt
anmore (YAHOO!),I saunter over to Potter. O yippie, its time
to be evil on the See How Annoying,Scarcastic and Rude Show!
Grab your partner and Do-see-do! Or not. Whatever floats your
boat.

"Well well well. If it isnt Potty. I thought they would have
at least givin you your own compartment, so you and your filthy
lil pals wouldnt stink up the air,"I drawl.

O...that was most definately a 10 on the "your a (BLEEP)(BLEEP)"
scale! Yippie skippie!

If i jigged, i would. Unfortunitly, im freash out of shiny buckled
shoes.

"Sod off," Potty says. Hmm...wonder how many times hes said
that to me. I mean, he the freakin boy-who-lived. Youd think
hed have better retorts than 'sod off'. Honestly! Use a lil
imagination there, potty! Jeez!

I sneer and say "What, no smart lil retort, potty?"

Fuzz-ball Granger sniffs delcately. Snicker! Thats chick
couldnt be nice and delicate if she tryed. Delicate
people are suposed to be ignorrant. I think. Mabie.
Hell, i dont know.

See? Delicate people are ignorant.

Weasly snorts. His sister's nose fleres. Whoo! What a babe!
Er, uh..i mean...(heh heh...couldnt help myself. Im a major
fire and ice-ginny/draco- fan. ^~)

"You guys arent evin worth my time. Really, you could
pretend you have a brain." I sneer again (three in a row!
Yippie skippie!). Keeping my nose in the air, i stalk from
the compartment.

The rest of the train ride flys by without incident. It was
infinately boring (heh heh...had to put that in there, eh,
Allison?).

Finially, Hogy-warts comes into view and we all get out
and clmaber into carredges. And not evin manly carredges.
Little blue ones, like one you expect to see in some muggle
fairy tale (Bippity boppity boo, Draco dear!). Youd think
they would have the edcency to make them a more dark
color! Grr to them. But anyway....

Ahh, finially its time to go INTO Hogy-warts. The Great Hall
stone floor is somewhat coforting to my feet as i go over to
the Slytherin table to wait out the feast. Firts, theres the sorting.

"Allan, Hugh!"

Ew! look at thyat dudes hair! Definately Hufflepuff.

"HUFFLEPUFF!"

Oh yah! Whos the man!

"Abec, Anna!"

Yahoo! Make her a slytherin! Shes cute!

"GRYFFNDOR!"

O, hat, how i lothe the!

"Bottney, Cannon!"

O gross...let me guess, buddy- your robes belonged to your
great-grandfather!

"RAVENCLAW!"

And so it went, on and on, with a "GRYFFINDOR!" here,
a "SLYTHERIN!" there, and alot of "HUFFLEPUFF!"s, untill
the last lil first year was called.

"Zraci, Vrai!"

A tiny girl with a face as white as snow and black,black hair
walked up to the hat. She looked like she wassnt stong
enough to pick the thing up. A few minutes passed in
thoughtfull silance, then:

"SLYTHERIN!"

And so the sorting was over, Vrai came and sat down, and
it was time to eat. Yahoo!

After purging myself on pumpkin juice, treacle tart, turkey,
lamb chops, salad, jello, and at least a dozen other things, i
got up and started towards the Common Room.

People think that, just because our common room is in the
dungeon, the Slytherin Commons are cold. Fools, the lot of
them. Sure, its a bit drippy, but warm none the less. I plop onto
a forest green cheise lounge (3) and pull out th Daily Prophit.
I dont actually read the thing-i know about the importnant
stuff WAY before they do- but the comics are amusing. I
read about a cat with magical powers that mates Fridays for
a while, and then i go off to bed.

Another year at Hogwarts. Oh yippie skippie.

ANs:
(1)handy dandy frying pan- just a spiffy saying ^^
(2)rat in fashionable outfit- off od sex in the City
(3) chaise lounge- a kind of long couch, where ladies used to
faint back in the day.