The Bet is Set!
Author's Notes: Keep your damn hands off my spam! Otherwise, I'll..I'll...uhh...lose my spam! Yeah! So take that! Oh yeah, and enjoy this story.
Katharina and Isabel ran into the Gryffindor common room laughing. Isabel collapsed on the floor, clutching her side.
"Did you do it?!" Shelly and Marguerite asked, excitedly.
"Yes!" Katharina managed to gasp out. "Ohhh...I hope they don't figure out who did it!"
"What did you do?" asked a fifth year boy, who was trying to study in a chair by the fire.
"Promise you wont tell, Garret?" Katharina asked.
"Promise."
"We....we...," she broke down laughing again. The other three started giggling again too. "We spray painted Mrs. Norris pink!" the four girls starting laughing again.
"You didn't!" he exclaimed. "Oh! I wish I had seen this! You'll probably be found out, you know."
"It was worth it," Katharina declared.
"I knew that spray paint would come in handy," Marguerite said slyly.
Garret shook his head. "I'm going to bed. You girls are crazy."
"Goodnight!" they chorused.
The four girls got up and moved to various couches and chairs around the fireplace. They were making themselves comfortable, as that's where they were going to be spending the night. You see, three of the girls didn't belong in Gryffindor Tower.
Marguerite was in Hufflepuff. She was an 18 year old, blond haired, blue eyed girl from Paris, France. She played Quidditch for her house too, since her fourth year. She was a Chaser. Outside of Hogwarts, she was also a model. Marguerite also managed to get into her fair share of trouble. Back in her second year she had run away from Hogwarts, and just last year, her sixth year, she and her three friends had gotten in severe trouble for un authorized trips to the Muggle world.
Isabel was in Ravenclaw. She was 13 when she started at Hogwarts, as her name had somehow been either missed, or was never recorded has having magic potential. Isabel was pure Muggle. What the Slytherin's liked to call a "mudblood". She was from Madrid, Spain, and had brown hair and brown eyes, and was now 19 years old. Isabel had been involved in a few extraordinary things herself. Back in her third year, she had been lost in a blizzard, and in her fifth year she had gotten involved with the raising of an unauthorized unicorn foal. She and Hagrid had been in on that one fifty-fifty though. Isabel also played Quidditch for her house since her fourth year. She was her team's Seeker.
Shelly was the only "pureblood" in the group. She belonged to Slytherin House, and was quite short at 5'3". She had dark black hair, and grey eyes, and lived her whole life, 18 years, in London, England. She played Quidditch since her third year, and was her team's Keeper. She had been quiet and often moody since her mother's passing, which occurred during her second year. Her fourth year at Hogwarts, she had tried to commit suicide. That was an event that made her more appreciated by her friends.
Katharina was from Gryffindor. She was quite tall, at 6'1" and had shocking red hair and green eyes. She was also 18 years old. Katharina was the loud one of the group. Very outgoing, and not shy at all. She played Quidditch for her house since her second year, and was one of her team's Beaters. Nothing seemed to slow Katharina down. In her fifth year at Hogwarts, she was raped by one of the older classmen, and her friends feared that it would change her. But it hadn't. Not even the death of her favorite owl in her third year had managed to quiet her exuberant personality. Katharina liked to joke that it was her German heritage. She was from Hanover.
So you can imagine the shock that Dumbledore received when he was told of these four girls' friendship in their first year. Ever since then, the staff has been trying to encourage inter-house friendships. "We're trend-setters," Marguerite liked to remark.
After the four girls had settled down, Katharina remarked, "That wasn't a bad bet. But it wasn't really thought provoking."
"Uh-oh," quipped Shelly. "She has an idea!"
Katharina smiled. "I have a "sort-of" idea."
"Those are the most interesting," Isabel said.
"Well!" Katharina said. "Let me tell you about it. First of all, it involves our favorite Potions master..."
"Oh, now really," interrupted Shelly. "Can't you just leave the poor man alone?"
"He's given you detention three times in the last two weeks!" Katharina exclaimed.
Shelly just laughed and shook her head. "I don't mind."
Marguerite rolled her eyes. "You're the only one who doesn't. We miss your company."
"Anyway!" Katharina interrupted. "As we're the four most lovely young ladies here at Hogwarts-"
"Thank you, thank you," Marguerite interjected. The girls laughed.
"As I was saying. Since we're the four loveliest ladies at Hogwarts, wouldn't it be interesting to see who was the lovelier than the loveliest?"
"Er..I'm not following," said Shelly.
"I propose, that we set a bet, for..say...50 galleons each, that we can attract a man more quickly than the other three."
"That's 150 galleons!" Isabel exclaimed.
"Shhh! Yes it is."
"Who do I have to seduce?" Isabel asked, rubbing her hands greedily infront of her, in a mock gesture.
Katharina's eyes sparkled. "Professor Snape."
The other three girls squealed.
"Ew, gross, Katharina!" Marguerite exclaimed. "And besides, no one would ever win. He's untouchable."
"Is he? I have 50 galleons that says he isn't."
The other three girls looked at each other.
"I'm in," said Isabel. "I can't pass up getting 50 galleons."
"I'm in too," said Marguerite. "He wont be able to resist me."
Shelly chewed on her lower lip.
"Well, Shell?" Katharina asked.
Slowly, a smile crept over her face. "You are going to lose. He'll chose a Slytherin over you three. I'm in."
"Excellent!" said Katharina. "The games shall begin tomorrow at breakfast, if you're ready then."
"Wait!" said Shelly suddenly. "How do we know who wins?"
"Hmm...good point," said Katharina. "How about, whomever he kisses first?"
The girls looked at Katharina open mouthed.
"It'll never happen, Kathy," Isabel said.
"We have all year to work on it!" Katharina said excitedly.
"So, we're on the honor system again?" Marguerite asked.
The girls laughed.
"I'd never lie to you guys!" Isabel exclaimed.
"Me either!" the other three chorused.
And they got down to the serious business of candy eating and gossiping.
