It was as normal a day as ever at Hogwarts School and the sorting of the midget,

deranged, new students was finally over. As usual, Dumbledore stepped forward to state

the start-of-term announcements. The halls silenced.

"As you know, I am your headmaster, Dumbledore, but, you may also address me

as King Itchy!" Everyone in the halls smiled as if this were totally normal name

for a possibly thousand year old man.

Ron looked around nervously for something in which Hermione and Harry were

wondering what he was so nervous about.

"We have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, her name is Professor

Imma Deatheater," Harry raised an eyebrow in thought but then shrugged and continued

to stare up at "King Itchy".

"I would also like to say that Hagrid will no longer be with us on account of he

was viciously torn to shreds by a pack of wild Blast-end-Skrewts."

"It's about time something ate him." whispered Kimi to Becky who, because the

teachers didn't give a crap anymore, were sitting at the same table even though they were

in different houses.

"In place of Hagrid we have a new teacher named Professor Ben

Plottingevildeedsinmysparetime."

"Must be foreign." whispered Hermione to Harry. Ron was still looking around

nervously.

"Now. We have taken care of all the announcements. Lets eat!" The plates in

the center, as usual, filled with food and the students pilled them onto their plates. Kimi

picked up her golden plate and examined it.

"I likes pasta." she whispered to the plate and almost immediately, the plate

filled with a loverly pasta dish.

"Dude, If that worked then. I love Ron!" Suddenly Ron Weasley appeared on

her plate, sitting on the pasta and looking around confusedly with a chicken wing in his

hand."

"STOP FOLLOWING ME!" Ron shouted, running to the Gryffindor table with

noodles still stuck to his pants.

"Well, at least we know what he was so afraid of." said Harry. Harry bit into his

chicken leg and at the same time glanced up at Imma Deatheater. His scar filled with

pain, he winced.

"Harry, what's wrong? Is your scar hurting again? What made it hurt?" Harry

looked down.

"I think my chicken leg is evil. DIE DEMON POULTRY!" he took out his

wand and blew the chicken up with a red jet of light. Everyone continued as normal.

Professor Deatheater glared in Harry's direction in utter loathing.

Becky and Kimi walked to their houses and paused as the hallways parted to the

stairs leading to each of their houses.

"Bye Kimi, See ya tomorrow!" said Becky right before the echoes of Ron's

screaming wailed came bouncing down the halls saying: STOP FOLLOWING ME!

The next day Becky walked down the breakfast, for once she showed up on time,

and sat down with Kimi again at the Ravenclaw table for if Becky were to sit at the

Slytherin table, she wouldn't live to tell the tale, not being a pure blooded, snotty, rich,

meany-pants was against their rules.

"Hey there, Kimi! What do you say we venture into yonder great hall after thine

classes to cause some mischief."

"Enough with the yonder stuff, you nutter.We are in London not Louisiana.

Anyway, sure. I could use a bit of mischief to start out the year." She said with a smirk.

The still nervous Ron was rocking in a fetal position in his seat at his house table, sucking

his thumb and occasionally shrieking, "STOP FOLLOWING ME!" and twitching.

Potions with the Slytherins, Gryffindors, and Ravenclaws were there in no time

and Professor Snape (or Snapple as we so lovingly call him) had to magically erase the

rude comments on his chalk board. Becky, Kimi, and Monique had written many of the

messages such as: "You would make a loverly woman, Snapina!"; "What's the matter

Snapple, mistake a bottle of grease for shampoo?"; and "Maybe if you got a girlfriend

you would be nice, guess you will be a git forever!"

They were quite pleased with the messages but they were messages of love

(*innocent humming*).

All through class Becky was staring daggers at Malfoy who with staring blissfully

at Hermione and asking her every few seconds if he could smell her hair.

After classes were done they met in the Great Hall as planned, wands, cauldrons,

and Zonko's goodies at hand.

"I wanna go first!" and making sure no one was looking, Becky took out her wand

and conjured a giant banner from the tip that read: Happy Grease Ball Appreciation

Week! We love you Snapple!

"Me next!" shouted Monique as she brewed a feminine potion for their good

buddy, Snape. "I can't wait to see him the next morning. He will probably be wearing a

dress and make-up!"

"Best for last!" said Kimi as Kimi wiped out her wand as well and conjured

several large posters of Snape in the green dress, the vulture hat, and red purse. In the

poster the wind is blowing Snape's dress up and he is holding it down, blushing. Of

course the poster was animated as most wizarding pictures were.

They levitated them up on the wall, bottled the potion, and escaped out of the

great hall.

That evening, before supper, Kimi saw Snape in his classroom drinking a goblet

of pumpkin juice while reading a scroll which seemed vaguely unimportant at the time.

She threw on the cloak, snuck in the room, slipped a few drops of the potion into his

goblet, and sent Becky and Monique owls from her dormitory stating nothing more or

less than: The fun begins at supper.

Becky received the owl while in the library, brushing up on her Quidditch fouls in

Quidditch Through the Ages. She smiled at the message and headed out, seeing the plan

was a success and to prepare for dinner. In the corner of the Library she spotted poor

Ron.

"Ron, what is wrong with you?"

"She's here. I know she is."

"Who?"

"Her." he was rocking back and forth in his normal fetal position.

"Kimi? She hasn't been seen in a library since. Uh. well. Never."

"I know she is here. I can feel her dark presence." Becky smiled at Ron's

jumpy current state and before she left she decided to have a bit of fun with him.

"Oh my gosh! There she is in the window!" shouted Becky while pointing out the

window.

"STOP FOLLOWING ME!" he squealed, getting out a bottle of liquid that was

labeled as "Kimi-Away Potion".

"Oh, my gosh, she's right behind you!"

"ECK!" Ron opened the bottle as quickly as possible and poured it over his head

in utter fear. There was a sizzling sound and steam began to rise from his head. His

terrified screams echoed throughout the school as he rolled around on the ground, no one

seemed to care that his flaming red hair was now ACUALLY flaming. His screams were

only silenced when the fire was out and he lay motionless on the floor, now bald and

scorched. Kimi entered.

"What's wrong? I thought I heard my Ronniekins screaming in utter pain and

fear." she looked at the bald child on the ground.

"Nope, must have been a bird or something. Fwooper's cries can cause insanity

and as you know, I have the only Fwooper in the school!" Kimi shrugged and walked

with Becky down to the Great Hall. It was almost time.

They met Monique on the way down who was giggling excitedly. She didn't

normally participate in evil plots but she couldn't resist a good joke on Snape. Hearing

the laughter up ahead they guessed that some people had already arrived but the one thing

that made everything all the more hilarious was the fact that Snape was sitting at the staff

table in the same outfit as on the posters with his hairy legs crossed, putting on lipstick.

Their joy was far beyond that of laughter, they could not have guessed it would be this

funny.

As they sat down they heard several male teachers asking the newly female

professor out on dates and pretty soon he (or shall I say, "she") was booked with dates to

last "her" the next month. The posters and banners were still up and everyone, including

Fred and George were asking for tips.

"It's all in our non-existent brains" they said with a grin. Dinner at Hogwarts

never tasted so good.

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"STOP FOLLOWING ME!!!"