Ok here it is. THE SEQUEL. (I luv the caps lock). Please r/r and tell
me what ya think. *Kissez*
p.s.: If you are reading this you know who I don't own so I'm not
gonna go through it.
"Blaise come on. Don't. We'll get in sooo much trouble." Blaise looked up from under the Slytherin table in the Great Hall and pushed a lack of her long thick black curly hair. Her emerald eyes sparkled mischievously.
"Aw, come on Hera. They deserve it after what them and that no good Ian Malfoy did at the quidditch game. That cheating stupid prat."
"Yea I know and you know I'd be all for it but it'll be right infront of Dumbledor and McGonagall and all them."
"That's the point." Blaise made a last adjustment then stood. Perfect! As soon as the Slytherins lifted their goblets they'd be in for a big surprise.
"And your parents Blaise! What are they gonna say."
Blaise thought for a moment. "Well dad will probably scold me but inside he'll be laughing. Mum will be visible suppressing laughter not wanting to get dad mad and Aunt Kali will congratulate me and suggest ways I could have perfected my trick."
Hera sighed. "You have the most original family."
"I know. It's so comforting." Blaise stared of for a moment the said, "Well let's get out of here before someone comes." Blaise picked up the things she used and stuffed them back in her bag and with Hera hurried out of the Great Hall.
Blaise fidgeted in her seat at the Gryffindor table and Matt Evan looked at her. "What are you planning? I can tell you're up to something."
Blaise pointed at the Slytherin table. "Watch the birdie."
Dumbledor stood and looked around. "Let the feast begin." Food blossomed like flowers on the table. Blaise grinned as Ian lifted his goblet. All of the sudden paint fell like rain over all the Slytherins and turned red and gold. Gryffindor's colors. Ian scooted his chair back and there was a sound like a bow string being plucked and all of the sudden the words, COPYRIGHT OF BLAISE POTTER, were on his forehead in bright green.
McGonagall stood looking murderous. "MS. POTTER!"
Blaise jumped down of the train and saw her parents standing infront of a black convertible car. She headed towards them waving to the people who said bye or congratulated her on The Prank as she named it.
"Hi mum, dad." Hermione was leaned back against the car hood and Harry was standing with his arms folded looking at her.
"Well?"
"They played the first trick dad! We had to get them back somehow."
Harry sighed. "You're worse than Fred and George were." Blaise grinned inside. Uncle Fred and Uncle George had given her a bit of the idea and she had improved it.
"Are you done scolding my god daughter," A voice chimed from the car. "Cause I'm hungry and if we don't get food soon I'm eating you and your wife and taking Blaise."
"Aunt Kali!" Blaise hugged the woman who had just emerged from the car. "I thought you were still in America."
"I can up for a little visit. And SOMEBODY is trying to starve me. Mrs. Potter." Hermione mimed stabbing Kali and she smiled. "And look at you. All grown up at only 13. Do I have to shoot any guys yet?"
"Um.do I get to choose which one you shoot."
"Kali!" Hermione said.
"Alright, alright. I'll stop corrupting the child. At least until I get lunch. Lets go."
They got back into the car Blaise sitting in the back with Kali. It didn't take long to get back home. Their house was large a made of pale peach colored brick with a tan roof.
Blaise popped inside and clicked her tongue. A large calico cat jumped of the living room table and went to Blaise who picked her up.
"Hey Paprika. Miss me?" The cat purred in Blaise's arms.
"Blaise we have to work late so Kali's gonna stay wit you today." Hermione was going through a stack of papers her coat still on.
"Ok mum."
Kali plopped down beside Blaise on the couch.
"Kali. No corrupting my child."
"Oh fine. I'll take her to get a tattoo next week." Kali winked at Blaise just as Hermione and Harry walked out the front door
"Blaise come on. Don't. We'll get in sooo much trouble." Blaise looked up from under the Slytherin table in the Great Hall and pushed a lack of her long thick black curly hair. Her emerald eyes sparkled mischievously.
"Aw, come on Hera. They deserve it after what them and that no good Ian Malfoy did at the quidditch game. That cheating stupid prat."
"Yea I know and you know I'd be all for it but it'll be right infront of Dumbledor and McGonagall and all them."
"That's the point." Blaise made a last adjustment then stood. Perfect! As soon as the Slytherins lifted their goblets they'd be in for a big surprise.
"And your parents Blaise! What are they gonna say."
Blaise thought for a moment. "Well dad will probably scold me but inside he'll be laughing. Mum will be visible suppressing laughter not wanting to get dad mad and Aunt Kali will congratulate me and suggest ways I could have perfected my trick."
Hera sighed. "You have the most original family."
"I know. It's so comforting." Blaise stared of for a moment the said, "Well let's get out of here before someone comes." Blaise picked up the things she used and stuffed them back in her bag and with Hera hurried out of the Great Hall.
Blaise fidgeted in her seat at the Gryffindor table and Matt Evan looked at her. "What are you planning? I can tell you're up to something."
Blaise pointed at the Slytherin table. "Watch the birdie."
Dumbledor stood and looked around. "Let the feast begin." Food blossomed like flowers on the table. Blaise grinned as Ian lifted his goblet. All of the sudden paint fell like rain over all the Slytherins and turned red and gold. Gryffindor's colors. Ian scooted his chair back and there was a sound like a bow string being plucked and all of the sudden the words, COPYRIGHT OF BLAISE POTTER, were on his forehead in bright green.
McGonagall stood looking murderous. "MS. POTTER!"
Blaise jumped down of the train and saw her parents standing infront of a black convertible car. She headed towards them waving to the people who said bye or congratulated her on The Prank as she named it.
"Hi mum, dad." Hermione was leaned back against the car hood and Harry was standing with his arms folded looking at her.
"Well?"
"They played the first trick dad! We had to get them back somehow."
Harry sighed. "You're worse than Fred and George were." Blaise grinned inside. Uncle Fred and Uncle George had given her a bit of the idea and she had improved it.
"Are you done scolding my god daughter," A voice chimed from the car. "Cause I'm hungry and if we don't get food soon I'm eating you and your wife and taking Blaise."
"Aunt Kali!" Blaise hugged the woman who had just emerged from the car. "I thought you were still in America."
"I can up for a little visit. And SOMEBODY is trying to starve me. Mrs. Potter." Hermione mimed stabbing Kali and she smiled. "And look at you. All grown up at only 13. Do I have to shoot any guys yet?"
"Um.do I get to choose which one you shoot."
"Kali!" Hermione said.
"Alright, alright. I'll stop corrupting the child. At least until I get lunch. Lets go."
They got back into the car Blaise sitting in the back with Kali. It didn't take long to get back home. Their house was large a made of pale peach colored brick with a tan roof.
Blaise popped inside and clicked her tongue. A large calico cat jumped of the living room table and went to Blaise who picked her up.
"Hey Paprika. Miss me?" The cat purred in Blaise's arms.
"Blaise we have to work late so Kali's gonna stay wit you today." Hermione was going through a stack of papers her coat still on.
"Ok mum."
Kali plopped down beside Blaise on the couch.
"Kali. No corrupting my child."
"Oh fine. I'll take her to get a tattoo next week." Kali winked at Blaise just as Hermione and Harry walked out the front door