"Now turn to section three, page 5001, line two, word fifteen in your
textbooks please and…"
Snape was cut off by the dungeon door being thrust open. Harry Potter ran into the room panting; frantically trying to find his seat. He sat down in the only seat available; next to Malfoy and Crabbe. He gave Ron a death glare and mouthed, "Why didn't you save me a seat?!" Ron shrugged helplessly. He looked oddly smug in between Hermione and Seamus.
"What was that Potter?" Snape spat, glaring at Harry menacingly.
"Noth..Nothing Professor," answered Harry shakily, "I was..just um…"
"Detention Potter! My favorite word!" Snape said evilly, "I recommend you follow Mr. Weasley as he just got detention before you walked in."
"I did?" asked Ron astounded.
"No, but since Potter did you will."
"But…but…why Professor?"
"Because the day he gets detention and you don't we'll all be doomed."
"What? That's not fair!" Ron and Harry both shouted in unison.
"Yes, it's not fair but this is; Mrs Weas…I mean Miss Granger will join you," he said with a smirk.
"WHAT?" Hermione blurted out before she could stop herself.
"Oh, he was only joking Hermione," said Ron softly patting her on the back, but she just jerked away from him angrily.
"Ron the day I marry you we'll all be doomed," she said very much like Snape. Ron looked away with hurt on his face.
"Oh, please Granger save it," Malfoy said from behind them as Snape almost glowed with pride.
"Before we were rudely interrupted," Snape said in his low drawling voice while shooting a sideways glance at Harry, "We were talking about performing the bug repellent potion…so please turn your textbooks to section three, page 5001, line two, word fifteen…"
You could hear the flipping of pages as everyone slowly turned their textbooks to the page Snape requested.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Hermione, Ron and Harry walked down the hall without saying a word to one another. All three of them refused to talk to each other, for they were blaming their detention on one another. As they past the Gryffindor house Hermione snuck in and Harry could clearly see tears in her eyes. She seemed deeply injured by what Snape said.
"Poor Hermione," Harry thought then, "What? What was I thinking? Not poor Hermione! Poor me!"
It was lunchtime but today for once Harry and Ron sat separately.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"I heard that Ron came out of the closet and made a move on Harry, but Harry liked Hermione and…" rumors were spreading around Hogwarts like wildfire.
"Not TRUE!" boomed Ron angrily, "Harry is nothing but a French fried, tomato faced, PICKLE!"
"And that proves my point that Ron and Harry are gay!" Parvati giggled to Lavender.
"I can't stand this!" Ron shook his head shamefully and stomped out of the room.
Harry watched Ron go and sighed. He knew that neither of them deserved what they got and that they had no reason to have this fight and that…"Hold on!" Harry thought to himself, "This is all Ron AND Hermione's fault! I did nothing! They were the ones that didn't save me a SEAT! This means war!"
* * * * * * * * * * *
Ron walked down the hall and wondered why Harry didn't come after him. "Oops I forgot we are in a fight! He got his damn self into detention then dragged Hermione and me into this! He's going down!"
Ron proceeded to stomp into the Gryffindor common room, until he bumped into Hermione who just shrugged past him.
"It's all HIS fault getting me into detention…and then LAUGHING when Snape said we were married! This is war…they're ALL going down!"
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Ginny Weasley stomped into the Gryffindor common room and flung herself into one of the velvet chairs by the fire. Her long wavy auburn hair flowing down her shoulder and her olive shaped green eyes reflecting in the fire got all the single male's attention. But she didn't notice or care. Guys were useless to her. Except for one.
Harry Potter. The boy she liked since she was twelve. Harry Potter. Her brother's best friend. Harry Potter.
But she had her mind on other things right now. For instance, the detention the detention she just got with Filch for accidentally tripping over Mrs. Norris.
"It's my fault that damn cat stalks me," she mumbled.
"What was that little sis?" she heard as her infamous older brothers Fred and George Weasley came and sat beside her, looking as identical as ever.
"Oh nothing besides the fact I just got detention for NOTHING!" she practically screamed.
"Oh we know exactly how you feel! Me and George get detention all the time for no reason." Fred shook his head sadly in mock innocence. Ginny laughed out loud at the thought of this.
"But not today! We are as free as birds. We can even fly see!" George joked as he pretended to fly around the common room getting odd looks from everybody.
Just as they said that, a very out of breath red faced McGonagall stepped out of the portrait hole.
"Fredrick Yorkstown Weasley and George Yorkston Weasley, DETENTION!" McGonagall yelled looking as if she was about to pounce.
"But Professor…for what?" asked Fred utterly confused.
"Do I come across to you as stupid Mr. Weasly?"
" No…no…ma'am…it's just…we're innocent! Honest!"
" I don't need excuses Mr. Weasly I know for a fact that you are the two who set the dungbombs off in the dungeons this afternoon!" The Professor said aggravated.
" But Professor we didn't do it!" Said George sticking up for his brother.
" Do not question my authority George. You and your brother will meet Mr. Filch in the dungeons at precisely 10:00 p.m. with the others!" She said as she then marched over to a couple of sixth years who were presently trying to play a game of strip poker, mumbling something to herself about impossible students.
" Innocent…my brothers? Never!" Ginny said as Fred and George both shot her glares." So I guess I will be seeing you two in detention." Ginny finished as she erupted into laughter, before standing up and retiring to the girls dormitories.
" Your middle names are Yor…Yorkstown and…and…YORKSTON!" Angelina and Alicia (or at least attempted to) as they almost fell out of their chairs bursting into yet another fit of laughter.
" YES! So shut the bloody hell up!" was they only response they got before the two brothers stalked up to their dorm.
* * * * * * * * * * *
" They have NO right to make fun of our middle names!" Said George who was presently sitting on his bed pouting.
" Your absolutely right!" cried Fred indignantly.
" And we ARE innocent!" George protested.
" THIS IS WAR!" They both shouted in unison.
* * * * * * * * * * * Alicia and Angelina were laughing happy when Minerva McGonagall came over to them and straightened her half-moon spectacles.
" Well, Well what have we got here? Looks like a couple of guilty accomplices of Fredrick and George, why else you be laughing?" She mused "DETENTION! BOTH OF YOU!" she shouted before either of them could say anything.
As they ran up to their dorm they were almost crying they were laughing so hard. Who cares if they got detention? Especially with Fred and George Weasly.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
At 9:45 p.m. George, Fred, Angelina, Alicia, Harry, Ron. Ginny AND Hermione all made their way to the dark dungeon. Harry Hermione and Ron doing this while keeping a safe and awkward distance from eachother.
"Hermione?" Fred's voice echoed.
"Ginny?"
"Fred?"
"George?"
"Alicia?"
"Angelina?"
"Harry?"
"Hello? Aren't you forgetting someone?"
" Oh…sorry Ron! But what in bloody hell are you all doing here?"
" One word, Snape. What about you?"
"Another word, McGonagall."
"Really…that Bitc-" At that moment Filch stormed into the room leaving everything and everyone doomed behind him ( we know a bit dramatic…but…it worked.)
" Hello, as all of you know I am Mr. Filch. I will be supervising you. Welcome to…DETENTION! Oh and by the way Fred and George WELCOME BACK!"
Snape was cut off by the dungeon door being thrust open. Harry Potter ran into the room panting; frantically trying to find his seat. He sat down in the only seat available; next to Malfoy and Crabbe. He gave Ron a death glare and mouthed, "Why didn't you save me a seat?!" Ron shrugged helplessly. He looked oddly smug in between Hermione and Seamus.
"What was that Potter?" Snape spat, glaring at Harry menacingly.
"Noth..Nothing Professor," answered Harry shakily, "I was..just um…"
"Detention Potter! My favorite word!" Snape said evilly, "I recommend you follow Mr. Weasley as he just got detention before you walked in."
"I did?" asked Ron astounded.
"No, but since Potter did you will."
"But…but…why Professor?"
"Because the day he gets detention and you don't we'll all be doomed."
"What? That's not fair!" Ron and Harry both shouted in unison.
"Yes, it's not fair but this is; Mrs Weas…I mean Miss Granger will join you," he said with a smirk.
"WHAT?" Hermione blurted out before she could stop herself.
"Oh, he was only joking Hermione," said Ron softly patting her on the back, but she just jerked away from him angrily.
"Ron the day I marry you we'll all be doomed," she said very much like Snape. Ron looked away with hurt on his face.
"Oh, please Granger save it," Malfoy said from behind them as Snape almost glowed with pride.
"Before we were rudely interrupted," Snape said in his low drawling voice while shooting a sideways glance at Harry, "We were talking about performing the bug repellent potion…so please turn your textbooks to section three, page 5001, line two, word fifteen…"
You could hear the flipping of pages as everyone slowly turned their textbooks to the page Snape requested.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Hermione, Ron and Harry walked down the hall without saying a word to one another. All three of them refused to talk to each other, for they were blaming their detention on one another. As they past the Gryffindor house Hermione snuck in and Harry could clearly see tears in her eyes. She seemed deeply injured by what Snape said.
"Poor Hermione," Harry thought then, "What? What was I thinking? Not poor Hermione! Poor me!"
It was lunchtime but today for once Harry and Ron sat separately.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"I heard that Ron came out of the closet and made a move on Harry, but Harry liked Hermione and…" rumors were spreading around Hogwarts like wildfire.
"Not TRUE!" boomed Ron angrily, "Harry is nothing but a French fried, tomato faced, PICKLE!"
"And that proves my point that Ron and Harry are gay!" Parvati giggled to Lavender.
"I can't stand this!" Ron shook his head shamefully and stomped out of the room.
Harry watched Ron go and sighed. He knew that neither of them deserved what they got and that they had no reason to have this fight and that…"Hold on!" Harry thought to himself, "This is all Ron AND Hermione's fault! I did nothing! They were the ones that didn't save me a SEAT! This means war!"
* * * * * * * * * * *
Ron walked down the hall and wondered why Harry didn't come after him. "Oops I forgot we are in a fight! He got his damn self into detention then dragged Hermione and me into this! He's going down!"
Ron proceeded to stomp into the Gryffindor common room, until he bumped into Hermione who just shrugged past him.
"It's all HIS fault getting me into detention…and then LAUGHING when Snape said we were married! This is war…they're ALL going down!"
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Ginny Weasley stomped into the Gryffindor common room and flung herself into one of the velvet chairs by the fire. Her long wavy auburn hair flowing down her shoulder and her olive shaped green eyes reflecting in the fire got all the single male's attention. But she didn't notice or care. Guys were useless to her. Except for one.
Harry Potter. The boy she liked since she was twelve. Harry Potter. Her brother's best friend. Harry Potter.
But she had her mind on other things right now. For instance, the detention the detention she just got with Filch for accidentally tripping over Mrs. Norris.
"It's my fault that damn cat stalks me," she mumbled.
"What was that little sis?" she heard as her infamous older brothers Fred and George Weasley came and sat beside her, looking as identical as ever.
"Oh nothing besides the fact I just got detention for NOTHING!" she practically screamed.
"Oh we know exactly how you feel! Me and George get detention all the time for no reason." Fred shook his head sadly in mock innocence. Ginny laughed out loud at the thought of this.
"But not today! We are as free as birds. We can even fly see!" George joked as he pretended to fly around the common room getting odd looks from everybody.
Just as they said that, a very out of breath red faced McGonagall stepped out of the portrait hole.
"Fredrick Yorkstown Weasley and George Yorkston Weasley, DETENTION!" McGonagall yelled looking as if she was about to pounce.
"But Professor…for what?" asked Fred utterly confused.
"Do I come across to you as stupid Mr. Weasly?"
" No…no…ma'am…it's just…we're innocent! Honest!"
" I don't need excuses Mr. Weasly I know for a fact that you are the two who set the dungbombs off in the dungeons this afternoon!" The Professor said aggravated.
" But Professor we didn't do it!" Said George sticking up for his brother.
" Do not question my authority George. You and your brother will meet Mr. Filch in the dungeons at precisely 10:00 p.m. with the others!" She said as she then marched over to a couple of sixth years who were presently trying to play a game of strip poker, mumbling something to herself about impossible students.
" Innocent…my brothers? Never!" Ginny said as Fred and George both shot her glares." So I guess I will be seeing you two in detention." Ginny finished as she erupted into laughter, before standing up and retiring to the girls dormitories.
" Your middle names are Yor…Yorkstown and…and…YORKSTON!" Angelina and Alicia (or at least attempted to) as they almost fell out of their chairs bursting into yet another fit of laughter.
" YES! So shut the bloody hell up!" was they only response they got before the two brothers stalked up to their dorm.
* * * * * * * * * * *
" They have NO right to make fun of our middle names!" Said George who was presently sitting on his bed pouting.
" Your absolutely right!" cried Fred indignantly.
" And we ARE innocent!" George protested.
" THIS IS WAR!" They both shouted in unison.
* * * * * * * * * * * Alicia and Angelina were laughing happy when Minerva McGonagall came over to them and straightened her half-moon spectacles.
" Well, Well what have we got here? Looks like a couple of guilty accomplices of Fredrick and George, why else you be laughing?" She mused "DETENTION! BOTH OF YOU!" she shouted before either of them could say anything.
As they ran up to their dorm they were almost crying they were laughing so hard. Who cares if they got detention? Especially with Fred and George Weasly.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
At 9:45 p.m. George, Fred, Angelina, Alicia, Harry, Ron. Ginny AND Hermione all made their way to the dark dungeon. Harry Hermione and Ron doing this while keeping a safe and awkward distance from eachother.
"Hermione?" Fred's voice echoed.
"Ginny?"
"Fred?"
"George?"
"Alicia?"
"Angelina?"
"Harry?"
"Hello? Aren't you forgetting someone?"
" Oh…sorry Ron! But what in bloody hell are you all doing here?"
" One word, Snape. What about you?"
"Another word, McGonagall."
"Really…that Bitc-" At that moment Filch stormed into the room leaving everything and everyone doomed behind him ( we know a bit dramatic…but…it worked.)
" Hello, as all of you know I am Mr. Filch. I will be supervising you. Welcome to…DETENTION! Oh and by the way Fred and George WELCOME BACK!"