Note from Evil Temptress: Ok here is the second chapter, written by Witch of the Snitch, and just as a point to some people who are probably going to notice this, for some odd reason she put in Lavender using an electric toothbrush, and even though I told her and she admits that witches and wizards in Hogwarts don't use electricity, she insists on keeping it in there…don't ask me^_^; Enjoy!
Author's Note: Ok, now it's MY turn. *snigger snigger*
Disclaimer: Evil Temptress and I are using JK Rowling's characters and ideas, so PLEASE DON'T SUE US FOR IT!
Rubber Spiders with a Dash of Smirk:
Second chapter by Witch of the Snitch
Hermione carefully picked up Crookshanks from her Charms papers lying on her bed, and moved him to the chest of drawers. "Look at the mess you've made!" she exclaimed as she brushed the orange hairs off her assignment. Crookshanks paid no attention and curled up in his new position, producing a very loud purr that drowned out the sound of Lavendar's electric toothbrush.
Hermione carried her creased papers into the small adjoining bathroom (A/Nnew structure?), and held them up for Lavendar to see. "Do you think I should redo it?" she said.
Lavendar turned off her toothbrush, and muffledly replied while trying to hold the toothpaste and saliva in her mouth, "Hermione, why are you bothering to ask me? You're going to write it all out again whether I say you should or not. Now, how do I look?" She spat the toothpaste out (A/Nyes, you really needed to know that…) and patted the back of her head.
"Winston will love you," Hermione said. Lavendar was getting ready to meet her boyfriend's parents, but that was three hours away.
Suddenly there came a knock at the door and a "Can I come in?"
The girls glanced at eachother, then Hermione said "Ok, Ron." She walked back into the main dormitory. The door swung open and Ron came in bright and cheery. He spotted Crookshanks on top of the drawers, and exclaimed, "Aah, Crookshanks. Just the ….thing I wanted to see." However he backed off waringly when the cat let out a hiss and drew back its ears. So Ron proceeded to the bed and plonked down on the pillows. But he was yet to get comfortable, because he shuffled his weight around a bit, and pulled out a little rubber spider figure from behind him. He stared at it and pulled a face, then flicked it halfway across the room.
"Ron!" Hermione protested.
"What!?" he whinged.
But before Hermione could give him a reason, Harry entered the room.
"Hi Harry," she greeted him. "Are you free for lunch? – because my parents want to take us on a little picnic together."
"Sure."
Next moment the door swung open again and the Weasley twins came in. "Have any of you guys seen our 'Mom– Bombs'?" (A/N: I'm only using the American spelling for it to rhyme)
Everyone shook his or her head. They did not know what Mom-Bombs were exactly, and each student had their own wild idea of them.
"I hope you're not planning to abuse the parent guests," Hermione inferred.
"Na, we won't abuse them - freak them out a bit, maybe…."
"Us? Never! Whatever gave you that idea, Hermione?"
The twins caught the very serious look on her face, and decided they'd better get going.
"Umm…..we..we'll see you all later…." George stammered.
They were just about to leave when they sort of collided with someone else who was trying to come in. It was Neville. He unintentionally forced the twins back into the room with the unimpressed Hermione and the moody cat.
Neville slunk against the wall and half said, half mumbled, "Can I hang around with you guys? My granny can't come." He cast his eyes downwards.
"Why not, Neville?"
"Well, she's organizing insurance on her house from an accident." Neville said.
"Really?"
"How'd it happen?"
"A parcel," Neville shifted his weight uncomfortably.
"And…." Everyone seemed to be interested in poor Neville's tale.
"It was an instant chandelier lighter…for her dining room. It automatically set off when she opened it…"
"What nut would send an instant chandelier lighter in a parcel?"
Neville said nothing.
"What's all the talk about?" Lavendar emerged from the bathroom, buttoning her blouse, not looking up.
She looked up.
"I THOUGHT THIS WAS A GIRL'S DORMITORY!" she screeched while clutching the remaining open space revealed by lack of blouse. "I'm TRYING to get dressed in here! Out! Out!" she shooed all five guys out the doorway. "I thought you people were outside the door!"
Hermione gave Lavendar an apologetic look, and followed the boys out.
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For breakfast, all the students were to gather in the Great Hall (A/Nmagically enlarged for guest service purposes) with their parents, dressed casually. As Harry and his friends were lining up to go in and meet with their families, who should pass them by but Malfoy, dressed in a tuxedo that seriously made him look like a vampire. He closed in on Harry and muttered, "I see you haven't brought that fat lump of lumpy fat known as your cousin." Thinking he was insulting Harry, Draco smirked, and with that, made his smooth way through the crowd.
Harry found it quite amusing that Malfoy thought he had done his job, when he was only insulting Dudley, one of those people who fell into Harry's not-so-important group along with Malfoy. Actually, Harry thought over the insult, and decided to use it for future references when faced with the scary sight of Dudley.
Author's Note: Look out for the next chapter, due to be written by Evil Temptress!
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