Thanks for the reviews, and sorry it took so long for me to update. It looks like Draco's gonna get it folks. Also this is the LAST CHAPTER TO PARTICIPATE IN. Meaning, this is the last chance for Reviewers to decide what happens next, which will be for the last and final chapter. I hate to see the madness end, but like all good things it has to. BP
You want it, you got it
Pearl waved the bowl of punch before Draco's crimson face. "Are you sure you want it?" she said tauntingly. "Yes! Yes!" Draco shouted. "Give it here, before my mouth burns off!" Pearl placed the bowl of punch innocently in front of him. He began to gobble at it like a greedy horse, desperate to rid his mouth of the burning. Pearl reached forward and dunked his head in. "There you go," she said, "have a nice day!" she ran off laughing. Gasping, Draco started to say something very foul, but Harry came by and dunked his head back into the punch. "You really do need to cool off," he laughed. Draco took what was left of the punch and ran after Harry.
Reania and her best friend Miriam G. Lesley were giggling under a table as Harry went by. Reania reached out and tripped Draco. He fell to the floor and the punch bowl went into the air. (hmm, sounds familiar) "Come back here, Snape!" yelled Professor McGonagall. Snape had no intention of slowing down, even after having tripped over that table, but tripping like that again was highly unlikely. A punch bowl hit him upside the head, the force sending him halfway down a table, which he rolled off of, and onto the floor. Persy LaPerson was ducking nearby when it happen. "Ouch," said Persy, "that had to hurt."
Pansy had tried to escape the Great Hall, crying that she was going to make sure "that dirty muggle-born would pay for what she did!" Vanilla Coken couldn't resist adding insult to injury as they smushed a pie on poor Pansy's butt as she ran crying out of the Great Hall.
"Fred, George," said Abi, "We have only a handful of pies left in our arsenal. I suggest we concentrate on a single target and go for it." The twins nodded in unison and the trio scanned the room for a suitable target. The trio laid their eyes on the infamous "Sugar High" who was throwing small globs of macaroni in people's faces. Fred, George and Abi all nodded and grabbed their pies. "Ready," said Abi. "Aim," said George. "Fire!" shouted Fred. The group tossed all their remaining pies and cupcakes at Sugar High. Though most of the chunked food hit its target, much to the dismay of Sugar High, one of the pies strayed, and hit JJ Doe upside the head. JJ removed the pie and sent it happily across the Great Hall. Snape, who was just now stumbling up was hit upside the head again and knocked back down.
Wolfgang Wolf had stuck back into the kitchen area, and when no one was looking grabbed one of the cakes meant for the teachers, snickering to himself. This cake had Fred, George and Abi's name written aaaaaall over it. Wolfgang snuck up to a table behind the three, who were busily congratulating themselves. He busily began to pitch piece after piece, until the group was a sugary mess. "Fred, George, Abi," he chuckled, "you've never looked sweeter." The group looked at each other and then proceeded to chase after Wolfgang.
Hermione and Ron are throwing meatballs back to back and the chaos seems to have reached an unstoppable climax until.....
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Okay, I have left this wide open for reviewers. What do YOU think should happen next? What I might do is work reviewer ideas into a last chapter, or choose the idea that appears consistently. In any event this is the LAST CHAPTER FOR SUGGESTIONS AND REVIEWER PARTICIPATION!!! Hurry, Hurry, Hurry if you wish to participate! BP
You want it, you got it
Pearl waved the bowl of punch before Draco's crimson face. "Are you sure you want it?" she said tauntingly. "Yes! Yes!" Draco shouted. "Give it here, before my mouth burns off!" Pearl placed the bowl of punch innocently in front of him. He began to gobble at it like a greedy horse, desperate to rid his mouth of the burning. Pearl reached forward and dunked his head in. "There you go," she said, "have a nice day!" she ran off laughing. Gasping, Draco started to say something very foul, but Harry came by and dunked his head back into the punch. "You really do need to cool off," he laughed. Draco took what was left of the punch and ran after Harry.
Reania and her best friend Miriam G. Lesley were giggling under a table as Harry went by. Reania reached out and tripped Draco. He fell to the floor and the punch bowl went into the air. (hmm, sounds familiar) "Come back here, Snape!" yelled Professor McGonagall. Snape had no intention of slowing down, even after having tripped over that table, but tripping like that again was highly unlikely. A punch bowl hit him upside the head, the force sending him halfway down a table, which he rolled off of, and onto the floor. Persy LaPerson was ducking nearby when it happen. "Ouch," said Persy, "that had to hurt."
Pansy had tried to escape the Great Hall, crying that she was going to make sure "that dirty muggle-born would pay for what she did!" Vanilla Coken couldn't resist adding insult to injury as they smushed a pie on poor Pansy's butt as she ran crying out of the Great Hall.
"Fred, George," said Abi, "We have only a handful of pies left in our arsenal. I suggest we concentrate on a single target and go for it." The twins nodded in unison and the trio scanned the room for a suitable target. The trio laid their eyes on the infamous "Sugar High" who was throwing small globs of macaroni in people's faces. Fred, George and Abi all nodded and grabbed their pies. "Ready," said Abi. "Aim," said George. "Fire!" shouted Fred. The group tossed all their remaining pies and cupcakes at Sugar High. Though most of the chunked food hit its target, much to the dismay of Sugar High, one of the pies strayed, and hit JJ Doe upside the head. JJ removed the pie and sent it happily across the Great Hall. Snape, who was just now stumbling up was hit upside the head again and knocked back down.
Wolfgang Wolf had stuck back into the kitchen area, and when no one was looking grabbed one of the cakes meant for the teachers, snickering to himself. This cake had Fred, George and Abi's name written aaaaaall over it. Wolfgang snuck up to a table behind the three, who were busily congratulating themselves. He busily began to pitch piece after piece, until the group was a sugary mess. "Fred, George, Abi," he chuckled, "you've never looked sweeter." The group looked at each other and then proceeded to chase after Wolfgang.
Hermione and Ron are throwing meatballs back to back and the chaos seems to have reached an unstoppable climax until.....
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Okay, I have left this wide open for reviewers. What do YOU think should happen next? What I might do is work reviewer ideas into a last chapter, or choose the idea that appears consistently. In any event this is the LAST CHAPTER FOR SUGGESTIONS AND REVIEWER PARTICIPATION!!! Hurry, Hurry, Hurry if you wish to participate! BP