Canaries and Caroling
A christmas fic by Xanne Malloy
It might have been because it was Christmas Eve, it also might have been because there was nothing else to do, but either way, the entire Slytherin quidditch team was stumbling around the common room. The captain, brilliant Marcus Flint, had smuggled in a various array of liquor, and the team had willingly indulged. Since their new arrangement, the Slytherin team had been accompanied by their companions, oddly labeled 'cheer- chicks.' Needless to say, the girls, not to be outdone, had challenged their boys in a drinking contest. Too bad by the end, everyone was so smashed, they lost count.
"I vote we go flying!" Malfoy suggested, standing up to quickly and falling over. Luckily, Ravyn was there to break his fall. He made full use of his position and didn't look like he'd be moving any time soon. "What luck."
"Flying like this.not recommended," Fallon said, before shoving Warrington back further on the leather couch. "But other things are."
"Honestly!" said Calypso, sitting alone at a table un-wrapping some early gifts from her close "friend," George Weasley. She hadn't engaged in their drinking extravaganza due to the fact that she didn't want to embarrass herself any more than she had at their last little party. "You'd think we could show some maturity."
"It's just more fun this way," Akasha had just sat up, having been down on the floor with Flint. Just then, Calypso caused a slight diversion by turning into a large canary. The other girls stopped what they were doing, no matter how enthralling and fell over laughing. Calypso, on the other hand, flapped around the room making way too much noise and blowing feathers all over the place.
"Squaaaawwk.Squaaaawwk!"
"Shut her up!" Kate hissed at the others, stumbling toward Calypso. "Do you want Snape to find out about this?"
The other girls quickly stopped laughing and tried to pull the canary out of the air. The quidditch players all stood up, except for Derrick, who had passed out a little too close to the fire. Slaine grabbed his arm and pulled him away quickly, his green robe was a bit singed, though. What a strange sight it was, all of the Slytherin common room was tripping and falling over, chasing a large yellow bird before it got up into the nooks of the tall ceiling.
After a while, Calypso had molted and sat down angrily at her table. So much for not embarrassing herself.
"This is sad," said Persephone. She folded her arms and scowled, swaying slightly. "That was the most entertaining thing that happened tonight."
"Speak for yourself," said Malice, who was sitting in Pucey's lap.
"Well, why don't we do something?" Persephone said exasperated. "And not flying," she added, eyeing Draco's hand, which he had raised in the air (and quickly lowered).
"What are we doing?" a voice was heard from outside wall, which had opened. Xanne walked in, pulling something along. The other girls saw nothing behind her.
"We're trying to find something to do!" they chorused.
"Bloody bored!" said Bole, stretching his arms out. Kate reached a hand and tickled him, causing him to flail about. He waved his arms around madly and caught something in his hand. He put it up to his face and looked at it.an invisibility cloak?
The whole room turned to look at Xanne, who was holding the hand of Harry Potter, Gryffindor golden boy, leading him into the common room.
"Erm." she blushed.
"What's the matter, Potter!" Malfoy said, sneering. "Lost your way. You'd think that after being here for so long, you'd know where your own bloody common room was."
Xanne turned her dark eyes to him and glared, putting her arm around the Gryffindor. She had quite a powerful sneer of her own, which, of course, she presented Malfoy with free of charge.
"Eep!" he squeaked before huddling himself down, his head on Ravyn's chest. If you were to ask him about it later on, he would deny that he made that revolting noise, because 'Malfoys do NOT squeak!'
Potter looked a tad uneasy as all the Slytherins leered at him. He turned to Xanne who smirked, flashed one more satisfied glance at the Slytherins and kissed him, the boy who lived.right there in the Slytherin common room. She pulled away and dragged a blushing Potter all the way down the hall to her dorm.
"What was that?!" Flint fumed. "Gryffindors in the Slytherin House? I never thought I'd see the day when-."
He was cut off as Akasha shoved her mouth onto his and unsurprisingly, the two seemed pretty content with this method of avoiding conflict.
"I feel like singing!"
"You always feel like singing, Montague," Morrigun said, ruffling his hair.
"No, I mean I feel like singing, as in Christmas carols!"
"That's actually a good idea!" Fallon stood up and Warrington followed, but she pushed him back so he was once again sitting. "Lets go around the school singing carols! The rest of the girls are out with their 'projects,' so lets go sing.to everyone!"
The team all grimaced, except for Montague, who gleefully stood up and yanked Morrigun into his arms also. But sadly, they were outnumbered and the girls, minus Calypso (who was still picking feathers out of her robes) pulled them out of the common room.
"Where to first?" Flint grunted, obviously wanting to get this over with.
"How about the Astronomy tower," Derrick volunteered, grinning maniacally, still a little woozy from his little blackout.
"Good idea," Xanne had just come out of the common room, dragging Potter behind her. Calypso peeked her head out of the door and after much persuasion, decided to join the motley crew.
"He is not coming!" Draco put his foot down.literally, and maybe put it down a bit too hard, as Ravyn had to break his fall once again.
"He is most definitely coming," Xanne looked darkly over at the two. Draco 'eeped,' once again denying that it ever happened. Ravyn shook her head, smirking. "Astronomy tower then?"
"Yes, let's be off," Fallon and Warrington took the lead and the Slytherin girls, along with their Slytherins (and Harry Potter) began walking (if that's what you call it) down the corridor, looking as peculiar a group as possible.
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I'm through now, but I vow to continue it. I love the SOB's and egg nog. That was random. Oh well.review it even if you're not a sassy sobette!
It might have been because it was Christmas Eve, it also might have been because there was nothing else to do, but either way, the entire Slytherin quidditch team was stumbling around the common room. The captain, brilliant Marcus Flint, had smuggled in a various array of liquor, and the team had willingly indulged. Since their new arrangement, the Slytherin team had been accompanied by their companions, oddly labeled 'cheer- chicks.' Needless to say, the girls, not to be outdone, had challenged their boys in a drinking contest. Too bad by the end, everyone was so smashed, they lost count.
"I vote we go flying!" Malfoy suggested, standing up to quickly and falling over. Luckily, Ravyn was there to break his fall. He made full use of his position and didn't look like he'd be moving any time soon. "What luck."
"Flying like this.not recommended," Fallon said, before shoving Warrington back further on the leather couch. "But other things are."
"Honestly!" said Calypso, sitting alone at a table un-wrapping some early gifts from her close "friend," George Weasley. She hadn't engaged in their drinking extravaganza due to the fact that she didn't want to embarrass herself any more than she had at their last little party. "You'd think we could show some maturity."
"It's just more fun this way," Akasha had just sat up, having been down on the floor with Flint. Just then, Calypso caused a slight diversion by turning into a large canary. The other girls stopped what they were doing, no matter how enthralling and fell over laughing. Calypso, on the other hand, flapped around the room making way too much noise and blowing feathers all over the place.
"Squaaaawwk.Squaaaawwk!"
"Shut her up!" Kate hissed at the others, stumbling toward Calypso. "Do you want Snape to find out about this?"
The other girls quickly stopped laughing and tried to pull the canary out of the air. The quidditch players all stood up, except for Derrick, who had passed out a little too close to the fire. Slaine grabbed his arm and pulled him away quickly, his green robe was a bit singed, though. What a strange sight it was, all of the Slytherin common room was tripping and falling over, chasing a large yellow bird before it got up into the nooks of the tall ceiling.
After a while, Calypso had molted and sat down angrily at her table. So much for not embarrassing herself.
"This is sad," said Persephone. She folded her arms and scowled, swaying slightly. "That was the most entertaining thing that happened tonight."
"Speak for yourself," said Malice, who was sitting in Pucey's lap.
"Well, why don't we do something?" Persephone said exasperated. "And not flying," she added, eyeing Draco's hand, which he had raised in the air (and quickly lowered).
"What are we doing?" a voice was heard from outside wall, which had opened. Xanne walked in, pulling something along. The other girls saw nothing behind her.
"We're trying to find something to do!" they chorused.
"Bloody bored!" said Bole, stretching his arms out. Kate reached a hand and tickled him, causing him to flail about. He waved his arms around madly and caught something in his hand. He put it up to his face and looked at it.an invisibility cloak?
The whole room turned to look at Xanne, who was holding the hand of Harry Potter, Gryffindor golden boy, leading him into the common room.
"Erm." she blushed.
"What's the matter, Potter!" Malfoy said, sneering. "Lost your way. You'd think that after being here for so long, you'd know where your own bloody common room was."
Xanne turned her dark eyes to him and glared, putting her arm around the Gryffindor. She had quite a powerful sneer of her own, which, of course, she presented Malfoy with free of charge.
"Eep!" he squeaked before huddling himself down, his head on Ravyn's chest. If you were to ask him about it later on, he would deny that he made that revolting noise, because 'Malfoys do NOT squeak!'
Potter looked a tad uneasy as all the Slytherins leered at him. He turned to Xanne who smirked, flashed one more satisfied glance at the Slytherins and kissed him, the boy who lived.right there in the Slytherin common room. She pulled away and dragged a blushing Potter all the way down the hall to her dorm.
"What was that?!" Flint fumed. "Gryffindors in the Slytherin House? I never thought I'd see the day when-."
He was cut off as Akasha shoved her mouth onto his and unsurprisingly, the two seemed pretty content with this method of avoiding conflict.
"I feel like singing!"
"You always feel like singing, Montague," Morrigun said, ruffling his hair.
"No, I mean I feel like singing, as in Christmas carols!"
"That's actually a good idea!" Fallon stood up and Warrington followed, but she pushed him back so he was once again sitting. "Lets go around the school singing carols! The rest of the girls are out with their 'projects,' so lets go sing.to everyone!"
The team all grimaced, except for Montague, who gleefully stood up and yanked Morrigun into his arms also. But sadly, they were outnumbered and the girls, minus Calypso (who was still picking feathers out of her robes) pulled them out of the common room.
"Where to first?" Flint grunted, obviously wanting to get this over with.
"How about the Astronomy tower," Derrick volunteered, grinning maniacally, still a little woozy from his little blackout.
"Good idea," Xanne had just come out of the common room, dragging Potter behind her. Calypso peeked her head out of the door and after much persuasion, decided to join the motley crew.
"He is not coming!" Draco put his foot down.literally, and maybe put it down a bit too hard, as Ravyn had to break his fall once again.
"He is most definitely coming," Xanne looked darkly over at the two. Draco 'eeped,' once again denying that it ever happened. Ravyn shook her head, smirking. "Astronomy tower then?"
"Yes, let's be off," Fallon and Warrington took the lead and the Slytherin girls, along with their Slytherins (and Harry Potter) began walking (if that's what you call it) down the corridor, looking as peculiar a group as possible.
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I'm through now, but I vow to continue it. I love the SOB's and egg nog. That was random. Oh well.review it even if you're not a sassy sobette!