Disclaimer: I don't own these characters OR Cas, the mental loonie OR the
damn mousetraps that everyone in this story's on about!
While Dan Quirrell was being abducted by a mousetrap in the dormitories of Gryffindor Tower, things were not going all that well down in the Slytherin Dungeons.
"Where's Avery gone, I need to speak to him, as in, really, really damn quick!" Whined Lucius Malfoy (A/N This guy is whining King. If one more person whines in this story, just ONE MORE!)
"Dunno" came the replies of Victor Crabbe and Henry Goyle, the two most stupid gorillas in the world.
"I think the mousetraps got him as well." Replied Mark Lestrange, possibly the evilest person in Slytherin House.
"We really need to see Dumbledore about these bloody mousetraps, I don't know why the author's put them in." said Severus Snape.
(A/N None of your business, Sev!)
"You are not gonna call me 'Sev' all the way through this fic!"
(A/N Say's who?)
"Say's me!)
(A/N Well, I'll have to stop you saying it then.)
And Sev was temporarily struck dumb, while Lestrange, Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle wondered what the hell was going on.
The Slytherins made their way up to Dumbledore's office, and once they were there, yours truly (a.k.a the loving author) decided to be kind and loving and gave Sev his voice back.
"About time." Grumbled Sev.
(A/N I'm writing this fic, so SHUT UP!)
"Shutting up."
(A/N Thankyou, finally, and now, on with the story.)
"Is there a problem, Mr. Lestrange?" asked Dumbledore.
"Yeah, our dorms have been overtaken by the marauding mousetraps, and they've caused both Martin and Blaise to jump out of windows."
"Well, we'll have to move you, then. The way I believe it, there are some spare beds in Gryffindor Tower."
Lucius Malfoy had a heart attack and died on the spot, the whining bastard. Sev glared at the ceiling because the kind, loving author had killed off three of his best mates.
(A/N That's what you get for whining excessively in this fic! Or arguing with the author, for that case!)
And the two reluctant Slytherins had to choose between 100% certain death, or 99.9% certain death (at the hands of the mousetraps, who mated with you first.) They chose the 100% one.
"I'd rather have the 99.9 one with the mating." Said Sev
(A/N you're having the 100% one.)
"Why?"
(A/N Because I said so, and it's my fic.)
"You utter bitch!"
(A/N Do you want to lose your voice again?)
"Not really"
(A/N well SHUT UP THEN)
He decided to shut up, and the two made their way to Gyrffindor Tower, and certain death…
There, it's a bit of a cliffhanger, but I hoped you liked it. Please review it and tell me whether or not I should write chapter 3!
While Dan Quirrell was being abducted by a mousetrap in the dormitories of Gryffindor Tower, things were not going all that well down in the Slytherin Dungeons.
"Where's Avery gone, I need to speak to him, as in, really, really damn quick!" Whined Lucius Malfoy (A/N This guy is whining King. If one more person whines in this story, just ONE MORE!)
"Dunno" came the replies of Victor Crabbe and Henry Goyle, the two most stupid gorillas in the world.
"I think the mousetraps got him as well." Replied Mark Lestrange, possibly the evilest person in Slytherin House.
"We really need to see Dumbledore about these bloody mousetraps, I don't know why the author's put them in." said Severus Snape.
(A/N None of your business, Sev!)
"You are not gonna call me 'Sev' all the way through this fic!"
(A/N Say's who?)
"Say's me!)
(A/N Well, I'll have to stop you saying it then.)
And Sev was temporarily struck dumb, while Lestrange, Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle wondered what the hell was going on.
The Slytherins made their way up to Dumbledore's office, and once they were there, yours truly (a.k.a the loving author) decided to be kind and loving and gave Sev his voice back.
"About time." Grumbled Sev.
(A/N I'm writing this fic, so SHUT UP!)
"Shutting up."
(A/N Thankyou, finally, and now, on with the story.)
"Is there a problem, Mr. Lestrange?" asked Dumbledore.
"Yeah, our dorms have been overtaken by the marauding mousetraps, and they've caused both Martin and Blaise to jump out of windows."
"Well, we'll have to move you, then. The way I believe it, there are some spare beds in Gryffindor Tower."
Lucius Malfoy had a heart attack and died on the spot, the whining bastard. Sev glared at the ceiling because the kind, loving author had killed off three of his best mates.
(A/N That's what you get for whining excessively in this fic! Or arguing with the author, for that case!)
And the two reluctant Slytherins had to choose between 100% certain death, or 99.9% certain death (at the hands of the mousetraps, who mated with you first.) They chose the 100% one.
"I'd rather have the 99.9 one with the mating." Said Sev
(A/N you're having the 100% one.)
"Why?"
(A/N Because I said so, and it's my fic.)
"You utter bitch!"
(A/N Do you want to lose your voice again?)
"Not really"
(A/N well SHUT UP THEN)
He decided to shut up, and the two made their way to Gyrffindor Tower, and certain death…
There, it's a bit of a cliffhanger, but I hoped you liked it. Please review it and tell me whether or not I should write chapter 3!