Disclaimer: This story is written by Pyro and Spyro, maniacs extraordinaire. IT is MAJOR original character story. SO be warned. WE don't own Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Professor Snape, or anyone else that preexists in the Harry Potter universe. Noah, Chad, Sharon and Renee belong to us, because we made them up. Don't sue us we aren't making any money off of this, and if we were we wouldn't bother posting it here.
It was deathly quiet as it always was during potions class. Professor
Snape glared at students as he walked by staring at them.
"I trust that we won't have any more exploding cauldrons like we had last week, now will we?"
He glared at the blonde haired student in the third row. She looked surprised, and with a look of feigned innocence turned to the person next to her.
"What? Wasn't it Neville that did that?"
"Yeah, two weeks ago," her companion replied, "you're the one that did it last week."
The blonde looked thoughtful for a moment and then said, "Oh yeah, I did do that didn't I?"
"Just make sure that you don't explode anything this week, we are working in partners today."
The girl sighed and returned to cutting the roots that they were using in their potion. Sharon, her companion was stirring the potion, in fear that Renee would "accidentally" do something stupid. As far as Slytherin go she wasn't well liked by Professor Snape.
Still ranting Renee said, "He doesn't have to make fun of me in front of the class! I swear, sometimes he treats me like a bloody Gryfindor!"
"Maybe were missorted, although one would think your true house was Hufflepuff," Sharon replied, and ducked as Renee threw the root that they didn't need at her head. The root went sailing across the row and hit a tall brown haired boy, with green eyes, but no scar across his forehead.
"Ow! That hurt, damn Slythrin," he muttered.
His blond haired friend Chad said, "Good thing that in the forehead, or else you could have gotten a scar and people might mistake you for Harry Potter."
(AN: The characters Noah and Chad were created in a different story arc, Noah's has green eyes and dark hair, we didn't know we would use him in a Harry Potter Fan fiction. They are really easy to tell apart; Noah's hair isn't ugly.)
Noah just grabbed his wand and poked his best friend in the ribs with it.
"Ow," the blonde whined.
"Shut up! Do you want to give Snape an excuse to take points off of us?"
"But didn't usually need an excuse to take points off, he'll just blame the real Harry Potter. He loves taking points through him."
Maybe it was the fact that the blonde made sense for once in his life, no less proving Noah wrong in the process, or maybe he was sick of the damn Harry Potter comments either way there was a good reason for what he was going to do.
Poke.... Poke... Poke.. Poke.....
"STOP POKING ME YOU BASTARD!!!" Chad screamed at him.
All the Slythrins started snickering quietly, but not louder than Renee and Sharon who knew that the outburst was ultimately their fault. Of course when Snape announced the inevitable "15 points will be taken from Gryfyndor!"
The Slytherins just couldn't contain their laughter or in some cases cheering. A few minutes later, the class was once again working on their potions. All of a sudden Renee and Sharon turned around and stared at Harry Potter and Ron Weasly's cauldron. The two swore they heard a fizzing sound from it. An explosion came from the cauldron. The Slythrins all erupted into laughter, just as Professor Snape was about to deduct points, when and Sharon and Renee's cauldron exploded. Coincidently after Renee had just added her ingredients.
Sharon was about to yell at her blonde friend when another cauldron exploded. Then another did so, then another, until finally all the cauldrons exploded in the classroom.
"WHO'S RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS? WAS IT ONE OF YOU STUDENTS PLAYING A *PRANK*?"
Everybody in the class, however, looked shocked. An annoying high-pitched squeaky voice seemed to appear in the room.
"Hahahahahaha, I got you Snapey poo. It wasn't one of the ickle students."
"PEEVES!" Snape growled, "THIS JUST CROSSES THE LINE."
"Peeves? That no good cousin of mine could never pull something like this off."
Snape said, "What the....?"
The voice was gone therefore meaning that the ghost or poltergeist, was gone. Snape walked back to his desk, and sat down.
"If I hear one voice you will all be in detention for a week. Got it?"
Everybody nodded, but no one dared to speak. A few minutes later when Snape had calmed down everyone began to whisper, quietly, seeing as no one was sure how serious with that threat.
"Wow that was pretty impressive," Sharon said.
"I know I wish I thought of that," Renee replied.
"And the best part is, if we would have done it, the Gryfindor's would have been blamed," Sharon said sighing.
Across the row from them Noah was heaving a sigh of relief.
"Man it's a good thing that the poltergeist came to take the credit for his prank," Noah said.
"Yeah I know, I won't want to know how many points he would have taken for that one," Chad added.
"I know it was pretty cool," Noah said.
It was deathly quiet as it always was during potions class. Professor
Snape glared at students as he walked by staring at them.
"I trust that we won't have any more exploding cauldrons like we had last week, now will we?"
He glared at the blonde haired student in the third row. She looked surprised, and with a look of feigned innocence turned to the person next to her.
"What? Wasn't it Neville that did that?"
"Yeah, two weeks ago," her companion replied, "you're the one that did it last week."
The blonde looked thoughtful for a moment and then said, "Oh yeah, I did do that didn't I?"
"Just make sure that you don't explode anything this week, we are working in partners today."
The girl sighed and returned to cutting the roots that they were using in their potion. Sharon, her companion was stirring the potion, in fear that Renee would "accidentally" do something stupid. As far as Slytherin go she wasn't well liked by Professor Snape.
Still ranting Renee said, "He doesn't have to make fun of me in front of the class! I swear, sometimes he treats me like a bloody Gryfindor!"
"Maybe were missorted, although one would think your true house was Hufflepuff," Sharon replied, and ducked as Renee threw the root that they didn't need at her head. The root went sailing across the row and hit a tall brown haired boy, with green eyes, but no scar across his forehead.
"Ow! That hurt, damn Slythrin," he muttered.
His blond haired friend Chad said, "Good thing that in the forehead, or else you could have gotten a scar and people might mistake you for Harry Potter."
(AN: The characters Noah and Chad were created in a different story arc, Noah's has green eyes and dark hair, we didn't know we would use him in a Harry Potter Fan fiction. They are really easy to tell apart; Noah's hair isn't ugly.)
Noah just grabbed his wand and poked his best friend in the ribs with it.
"Ow," the blonde whined.
"Shut up! Do you want to give Snape an excuse to take points off of us?"
"But didn't usually need an excuse to take points off, he'll just blame the real Harry Potter. He loves taking points through him."
Maybe it was the fact that the blonde made sense for once in his life, no less proving Noah wrong in the process, or maybe he was sick of the damn Harry Potter comments either way there was a good reason for what he was going to do.
Poke.... Poke... Poke.. Poke.....
"STOP POKING ME YOU BASTARD!!!" Chad screamed at him.
All the Slythrins started snickering quietly, but not louder than Renee and Sharon who knew that the outburst was ultimately their fault. Of course when Snape announced the inevitable "15 points will be taken from Gryfyndor!"
The Slytherins just couldn't contain their laughter or in some cases cheering. A few minutes later, the class was once again working on their potions. All of a sudden Renee and Sharon turned around and stared at Harry Potter and Ron Weasly's cauldron. The two swore they heard a fizzing sound from it. An explosion came from the cauldron. The Slythrins all erupted into laughter, just as Professor Snape was about to deduct points, when and Sharon and Renee's cauldron exploded. Coincidently after Renee had just added her ingredients.
Sharon was about to yell at her blonde friend when another cauldron exploded. Then another did so, then another, until finally all the cauldrons exploded in the classroom.
"WHO'S RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS? WAS IT ONE OF YOU STUDENTS PLAYING A *PRANK*?"
Everybody in the class, however, looked shocked. An annoying high-pitched squeaky voice seemed to appear in the room.
"Hahahahahaha, I got you Snapey poo. It wasn't one of the ickle students."
"PEEVES!" Snape growled, "THIS JUST CROSSES THE LINE."
"Peeves? That no good cousin of mine could never pull something like this off."
Snape said, "What the....?"
The voice was gone therefore meaning that the ghost or poltergeist, was gone. Snape walked back to his desk, and sat down.
"If I hear one voice you will all be in detention for a week. Got it?"
Everybody nodded, but no one dared to speak. A few minutes later when Snape had calmed down everyone began to whisper, quietly, seeing as no one was sure how serious with that threat.
"Wow that was pretty impressive," Sharon said.
"I know I wish I thought of that," Renee replied.
"And the best part is, if we would have done it, the Gryfindor's would have been blamed," Sharon said sighing.
Across the row from them Noah was heaving a sigh of relief.
"Man it's a good thing that the poltergeist came to take the credit for his prank," Noah said.
"Yeah I know, I won't want to know how many points he would have taken for that one," Chad added.
"I know it was pretty cool," Noah said.