Returned I have! Sorry for not warning you about my last chapter with the
whole putting in characters that aren't really in Harry Potter. I was going
to but it slipped my mind. (Oliver Wood naked. I had an excuse!) Anyways I
hope you are liking my fic and if you are you should REVIEW yes that's
right REVIEW cause if you REVIEW you will be doing the right thing and I
wont have to keep saying REVIEW!
"So he's running around Hogworts trying to find out who stole his clothes!" laughed Trinity who was walking around the grounds with Cedric Diggory. They were to busy laughing that they didn't notice to people walking towards them and they both smacked into them. All four of them fell back on arses and after recovering from the shock looked to see who'd run into them.
"Oh Hey Trista!" said Trinity to the girl she'd smacked into. Cedric just glared at the guy he'd run into. And he glared back.
"Cedric?" asked Trin. "Hello?"
"Oi! Malfoy!" called Trista clicking her fingers in his face. He didn't flinch, he didn't even blink.
"We'll leave these two to look lovingly into each other's eyes shall we," said Trin standing up and helping Trista up.
"Hey! Not funny Trin!" said Cedric snapping out of his trance and standing next to her. Malfoy soon followed. Trista and Trin decided to go see Eve, Cordy, Amy and Claire and left Malfoy and Cedric to have another staring comp.
They met in the Gryffindor common room much to Trista's utter disgust.
"I can't go in THERE!" she shrieked "There's Gryffindor people in there!"
"Very good Trista! It might be because it's the Gryffindor common room." said Trin "God it won't kill you! We have more to worry about, a Slytherin coming into OUR common room!"
"Well quick! I don't wont Malfoy to see," said Trista pushing Trin in through the portrait hole. In the seats near the fire sat Eve, Cordy, Amy, and Claire. In a corner the Weasley twins were disusing something of great secrecy but when the girls sat down the twins left.
"Hey!" said the other girls when Trin and Trista sat down.
"Hey! Oliver still looking for his clothes?" asked Trista.
"Yeah! Honestly you'd think he'd just buy some more!" said Claire.
"Honestly!" mocked Trista "You sound like Granger!"
"I DO NOT!" shouted Claire angrily. She paused to think for a minute before adding, "Okay maybe a bit."
"Anyways as u were saying Claire," laughed Cordy
"He could just buy some more clothes," repeated Claire (minus the honestly)
"Where's he going to get clothes from? He got his from some Muggle shop!" said Trin
"How do you know?" asked Eve
"It says on the tag!" both Trin and Cordy replied before glaring at each other.
"What about Robes?" asked Trista.
"The only place is at Diagon Alley and that's miles away! Besides he'd still need something for under or it would defeat the purpose!" replied Amy (ah she speaks!).
There was silence while the girls imagined. Their fantasies were interrupted when Harry, Ron and Hermoine stormed into the common room and stopped and stared at Trista.
"What are you staring at scar head?" asked Trista.
"You're a Slytherin!" shrieked Hermoine as if she'd just seen a cockroach.
"That's correct Miss Granger!" replied Trista sarcastically. "Glad you noticed!"
"Than what are you doing in here? This is a GRYFFINDOR common room after all!" replied Hermoine.
"She's just chatting with us!" laughed Eve.
"Hmmm!" replied Hermoine storming up to her dorm. The girls jumped when they heard her slam the door. Harry and Ron sat with the girls as they continued talking.
"Harry, is the Quiditch final this weekend?" asked Cordy.
"Yeah! Against Slytherin!" he replied shooting an angry glare at Trista.
"Well you better take some tissues Potter cause were gonna whoop your."
"Wait a minute!" cried Trinity. "How's Wood going to play Quiditch naked?"
"I have no idea!" laughed Harry. "Hopefully McGonagall will be able to lend him some of the spare Quiditch robes. The idea of him playing naked is disturbing!"
The girls all sighed and were about to start imagining it when Wood strutted in. He had on a pair of jeans that were rather tight to say the least and a jumper that had a P on it. It was obviously made by Mrs Weasley and Ron couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous he looked.
"Looking good Oliver!" laughed Eve.
"Oh shut up!" he growled sitting on the arm of Trin's chair (hehehehehe)
"No luck finding them then," said Ron trying not to laugh.
"No! I swear I will throttle the person who did this when I find them!" replied Wood holding his hands in the air and strangling an imaginary person.
They all heard the common room door open and looked towards the entrance.
"Honestly! May as well leave it open!" said Claire.
"Honestly!" said Trin, Trista, Eve, Amy, Cordy, Ron and Harry. As they said that the Weasley twins came in and laughed the moment they laid eyes on Oliver.
"Wha." laughs "What are." laughs "Oh my Lord!" laughs. After about 5 minutes of them trying to speak they finally calmed down and said, "What are you wearing Oliver?"
"What?" asked Oliver looking down at his ensemble. "I happen to think I look very stylish!" he struck a pose that looked like something out of Zoolander. (He's really really good looking!)
"Yes! Dashing!" said Fred sarcastically.
"Any clues as to who stole your clothes?" asked George with a mischievous twinkle in his eye.
"Absolutely no idea!" sighed Oliver.
"Well," said Fred looking at George.
"Well what?" asked Oliver sitting up straight and attentively.
"We know who stole your clothes!" the Twins replied.
Mwahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!! I am so evil! A CLIFFHANGER! Not a very good one but HEY! Please review my fic! If you don't like my fic then do the chicken dance wearing a loin cloth and tie a heap of tea bags together and wear it on your head while singing your countries national anthem. New chap up soon!
"So he's running around Hogworts trying to find out who stole his clothes!" laughed Trinity who was walking around the grounds with Cedric Diggory. They were to busy laughing that they didn't notice to people walking towards them and they both smacked into them. All four of them fell back on arses and after recovering from the shock looked to see who'd run into them.
"Oh Hey Trista!" said Trinity to the girl she'd smacked into. Cedric just glared at the guy he'd run into. And he glared back.
"Cedric?" asked Trin. "Hello?"
"Oi! Malfoy!" called Trista clicking her fingers in his face. He didn't flinch, he didn't even blink.
"We'll leave these two to look lovingly into each other's eyes shall we," said Trin standing up and helping Trista up.
"Hey! Not funny Trin!" said Cedric snapping out of his trance and standing next to her. Malfoy soon followed. Trista and Trin decided to go see Eve, Cordy, Amy and Claire and left Malfoy and Cedric to have another staring comp.
They met in the Gryffindor common room much to Trista's utter disgust.
"I can't go in THERE!" she shrieked "There's Gryffindor people in there!"
"Very good Trista! It might be because it's the Gryffindor common room." said Trin "God it won't kill you! We have more to worry about, a Slytherin coming into OUR common room!"
"Well quick! I don't wont Malfoy to see," said Trista pushing Trin in through the portrait hole. In the seats near the fire sat Eve, Cordy, Amy, and Claire. In a corner the Weasley twins were disusing something of great secrecy but when the girls sat down the twins left.
"Hey!" said the other girls when Trin and Trista sat down.
"Hey! Oliver still looking for his clothes?" asked Trista.
"Yeah! Honestly you'd think he'd just buy some more!" said Claire.
"Honestly!" mocked Trista "You sound like Granger!"
"I DO NOT!" shouted Claire angrily. She paused to think for a minute before adding, "Okay maybe a bit."
"Anyways as u were saying Claire," laughed Cordy
"He could just buy some more clothes," repeated Claire (minus the honestly)
"Where's he going to get clothes from? He got his from some Muggle shop!" said Trin
"How do you know?" asked Eve
"It says on the tag!" both Trin and Cordy replied before glaring at each other.
"What about Robes?" asked Trista.
"The only place is at Diagon Alley and that's miles away! Besides he'd still need something for under or it would defeat the purpose!" replied Amy (ah she speaks!).
There was silence while the girls imagined. Their fantasies were interrupted when Harry, Ron and Hermoine stormed into the common room and stopped and stared at Trista.
"What are you staring at scar head?" asked Trista.
"You're a Slytherin!" shrieked Hermoine as if she'd just seen a cockroach.
"That's correct Miss Granger!" replied Trista sarcastically. "Glad you noticed!"
"Than what are you doing in here? This is a GRYFFINDOR common room after all!" replied Hermoine.
"She's just chatting with us!" laughed Eve.
"Hmmm!" replied Hermoine storming up to her dorm. The girls jumped when they heard her slam the door. Harry and Ron sat with the girls as they continued talking.
"Harry, is the Quiditch final this weekend?" asked Cordy.
"Yeah! Against Slytherin!" he replied shooting an angry glare at Trista.
"Well you better take some tissues Potter cause were gonna whoop your."
"Wait a minute!" cried Trinity. "How's Wood going to play Quiditch naked?"
"I have no idea!" laughed Harry. "Hopefully McGonagall will be able to lend him some of the spare Quiditch robes. The idea of him playing naked is disturbing!"
The girls all sighed and were about to start imagining it when Wood strutted in. He had on a pair of jeans that were rather tight to say the least and a jumper that had a P on it. It was obviously made by Mrs Weasley and Ron couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous he looked.
"Looking good Oliver!" laughed Eve.
"Oh shut up!" he growled sitting on the arm of Trin's chair (hehehehehe)
"No luck finding them then," said Ron trying not to laugh.
"No! I swear I will throttle the person who did this when I find them!" replied Wood holding his hands in the air and strangling an imaginary person.
They all heard the common room door open and looked towards the entrance.
"Honestly! May as well leave it open!" said Claire.
"Honestly!" said Trin, Trista, Eve, Amy, Cordy, Ron and Harry. As they said that the Weasley twins came in and laughed the moment they laid eyes on Oliver.
"Wha." laughs "What are." laughs "Oh my Lord!" laughs. After about 5 minutes of them trying to speak they finally calmed down and said, "What are you wearing Oliver?"
"What?" asked Oliver looking down at his ensemble. "I happen to think I look very stylish!" he struck a pose that looked like something out of Zoolander. (He's really really good looking!)
"Yes! Dashing!" said Fred sarcastically.
"Any clues as to who stole your clothes?" asked George with a mischievous twinkle in his eye.
"Absolutely no idea!" sighed Oliver.
"Well," said Fred looking at George.
"Well what?" asked Oliver sitting up straight and attentively.
"We know who stole your clothes!" the Twins replied.
Mwahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!! I am so evil! A CLIFFHANGER! Not a very good one but HEY! Please review my fic! If you don't like my fic then do the chicken dance wearing a loin cloth and tie a heap of tea bags together and wear it on your head while singing your countries national anthem. New chap up soon!