(A/N) Hope you guyz like it. I'm making up this first detention because I
like the idea of Harry standing on sponges. :). The song in this though is
from a punk band you probely know as New Found Glory. If you like punk, I
highly suggest you buy the CD, Sticks and Stones.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter...yada yada. The song belongs to New Found Glory because I didn't write it. Yada Yada
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"This is all your fault, you know."
Harry and Kittie were dragging their way to the Defense Against the Dark Arts after a very short, yet depressing meeting with Snape, McGonagall, and Dumbledore. Thanks to McGonagall, who was horrified that two Griffindors actually hated each other, they had the rest of the semester of detention. Every weekday. Thanks to Snape, they also lost 15 points each. Harry was in hell on Earth. And he had to spend it with Kittie Silcia.
"MY fault, Potter!?"
"If you hadn't picked a fight with Cho...."
"If YOU had kept your bloody nose out of my business then you wouldn't be in this."
"ME!?", Harry spun around and faced Kittie, walking backwards. "What? You don't care that YOU would have gotten detention anyways?"
"I wouldn't have had it for the rest of this year, and I wouldn't have had to spend it with YOU!"
Harry opened his mouth to retaliate but Kittie opened the door to the classroom and handed Lupin the excuse McGonagall had written. She sat between Ron and Hermione.
Harry put Ron between them, angrily crossed his arms,and huffed.
Lupin cocked an eyebrow. "Glad you two could..er...join us. As I was saying, I thought maybe your brains turned to mush in two years...."
The class immediatly began telling them everything they learned in the fourth year but Lupin held up a hand for silence. "Well, I was going to refreash your minds on boggarts, but if your sure....."
He grinned at the stunned silence. "Right. That's what I thought. Come on, then."
The class followed him happily out unto the corridor. They stopped outside of a broom closet.
"Does everyone remember the spell?" The class nodded. "Good. Harry? Kittie? A word?"
He pulled them both aside as the class began excitedly talking.
He turned to Harry. "Still dementors?" Harry nodded. He turned to Kittie. He opened his mouth, then shut it again, thinking of the right words to say in front of Harry. Kittie put her hand up and nodded. "Let me take it."
Lupin nodded. Harry looked between Lupin and Kittie. What was going on?
But he was already being led in front of the broom closet.
"Ready, Harry?"
Harry didn't get a chance to respond, for the door burst open and a dementor was slowly sliding towards him.
Harry quickly pointed his wand at it and yelled, "Riddikulus!"
The dementor began to tap dance and Lupin nodded Kittie forward.
Kittie stood in front of the dancing dementor. CRACK! It suddenly turned into a person in long, black robes with an ugly mask.
A Death Eater?
The Death Eater reached up a pale hand and pulled off her mask. Harry's jaw dropped. Kittie was staring at herself. She pointed her wand at it, and the boggart/Kittie pulled off her robes to reveal a multi colored suit and an uni-cycle. The boggart began juggling.
Kittie snorted and it exploded.
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At eight o' clock, Harry and Kittie walked to the Trophy Room, bickering the entire way there. A very pissed Filch was there.
"I just got news that you two had detention with me tonight. Just after I finished polishing the trophys." He sneered. "So, instead, you will be polishing the floor." He pointed behind him to two buckets and four sponges.
Harry groaned. The Trophy Room was as big as a football field. This was not going to be fun.
As Filch left, Kittie took one bucket and two sponges and walked to the other side of the room. Harry wasn't complaining. Until she pointed her wand to the fireplace.
The flames turned black and music blasted out of it.
Harry fell to his knees and began scrubing the floor. He looked up to see Kittie taking off her socks and shoes.
"What are you doing? We're supposed to be cleaning the floor, not diseasing it."
Kittie didn't answer and instead began tying the sponges to the bottom of her feet with her shoe laces.
Harry looked at the pink bubbles already forming on his hands and shrugged. He tug off his shoes.
"Not stupid now, am I, Potter?"
"Shut up."
Kittie began singing to a up-beat song that rocked out of the fireplace. She began skating in time with it.
Tell all my friends I'm dead. I'm leaving you, this time it's for good. Tell all my friends that I'm dead. I won't be long till you forget my name....
Harry nodded his head with the guitar and began skating with the tune. Kittie's vioce echoed all over the room with the music.
Can't you tell that I'm losing myself? I think I'm trying too hard to let it show, to let you know. Don't trace your footsteps back to me.
Kittie began skating backwards swinging her hips with the drums. Harry grinned and skated backwards with her.
Cuz' I've been gone for a long time, Waiting on the sidelines, Hoping for a chance to play. Well, I thought I would never leave anything behind I also never thought I'd say...
Harry began singing with her. Adrenailine was coursing through him and he put small dance moves with every stroke with the sponge.
Tell all my friends I'm dead. I'm leaving you this time it's for good Tell all my friends that I'm dead. It won't be long till you forget my name-
"POTTER!"
Harry stopped singing at looked at Kittie. He was suprised to see she had her shoes back on and the bucket with the sponges in it in her hand. "We're done!"
"Oh."
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A/N: Okay hope you guys love this. Look for a new chappie tomarro or the day after. Review! Im still desperatly looking for detention ideas!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter...yada yada. The song belongs to New Found Glory because I didn't write it. Yada Yada
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"This is all your fault, you know."
Harry and Kittie were dragging their way to the Defense Against the Dark Arts after a very short, yet depressing meeting with Snape, McGonagall, and Dumbledore. Thanks to McGonagall, who was horrified that two Griffindors actually hated each other, they had the rest of the semester of detention. Every weekday. Thanks to Snape, they also lost 15 points each. Harry was in hell on Earth. And he had to spend it with Kittie Silcia.
"MY fault, Potter!?"
"If you hadn't picked a fight with Cho...."
"If YOU had kept your bloody nose out of my business then you wouldn't be in this."
"ME!?", Harry spun around and faced Kittie, walking backwards. "What? You don't care that YOU would have gotten detention anyways?"
"I wouldn't have had it for the rest of this year, and I wouldn't have had to spend it with YOU!"
Harry opened his mouth to retaliate but Kittie opened the door to the classroom and handed Lupin the excuse McGonagall had written. She sat between Ron and Hermione.
Harry put Ron between them, angrily crossed his arms,and huffed.
Lupin cocked an eyebrow. "Glad you two could..er...join us. As I was saying, I thought maybe your brains turned to mush in two years...."
The class immediatly began telling them everything they learned in the fourth year but Lupin held up a hand for silence. "Well, I was going to refreash your minds on boggarts, but if your sure....."
He grinned at the stunned silence. "Right. That's what I thought. Come on, then."
The class followed him happily out unto the corridor. They stopped outside of a broom closet.
"Does everyone remember the spell?" The class nodded. "Good. Harry? Kittie? A word?"
He pulled them both aside as the class began excitedly talking.
He turned to Harry. "Still dementors?" Harry nodded. He turned to Kittie. He opened his mouth, then shut it again, thinking of the right words to say in front of Harry. Kittie put her hand up and nodded. "Let me take it."
Lupin nodded. Harry looked between Lupin and Kittie. What was going on?
But he was already being led in front of the broom closet.
"Ready, Harry?"
Harry didn't get a chance to respond, for the door burst open and a dementor was slowly sliding towards him.
Harry quickly pointed his wand at it and yelled, "Riddikulus!"
The dementor began to tap dance and Lupin nodded Kittie forward.
Kittie stood in front of the dancing dementor. CRACK! It suddenly turned into a person in long, black robes with an ugly mask.
A Death Eater?
The Death Eater reached up a pale hand and pulled off her mask. Harry's jaw dropped. Kittie was staring at herself. She pointed her wand at it, and the boggart/Kittie pulled off her robes to reveal a multi colored suit and an uni-cycle. The boggart began juggling.
Kittie snorted and it exploded.
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At eight o' clock, Harry and Kittie walked to the Trophy Room, bickering the entire way there. A very pissed Filch was there.
"I just got news that you two had detention with me tonight. Just after I finished polishing the trophys." He sneered. "So, instead, you will be polishing the floor." He pointed behind him to two buckets and four sponges.
Harry groaned. The Trophy Room was as big as a football field. This was not going to be fun.
As Filch left, Kittie took one bucket and two sponges and walked to the other side of the room. Harry wasn't complaining. Until she pointed her wand to the fireplace.
The flames turned black and music blasted out of it.
Harry fell to his knees and began scrubing the floor. He looked up to see Kittie taking off her socks and shoes.
"What are you doing? We're supposed to be cleaning the floor, not diseasing it."
Kittie didn't answer and instead began tying the sponges to the bottom of her feet with her shoe laces.
Harry looked at the pink bubbles already forming on his hands and shrugged. He tug off his shoes.
"Not stupid now, am I, Potter?"
"Shut up."
Kittie began singing to a up-beat song that rocked out of the fireplace. She began skating in time with it.
Tell all my friends I'm dead. I'm leaving you, this time it's for good. Tell all my friends that I'm dead. I won't be long till you forget my name....
Harry nodded his head with the guitar and began skating with the tune. Kittie's vioce echoed all over the room with the music.
Can't you tell that I'm losing myself? I think I'm trying too hard to let it show, to let you know. Don't trace your footsteps back to me.
Kittie began skating backwards swinging her hips with the drums. Harry grinned and skated backwards with her.
Cuz' I've been gone for a long time, Waiting on the sidelines, Hoping for a chance to play. Well, I thought I would never leave anything behind I also never thought I'd say...
Harry began singing with her. Adrenailine was coursing through him and he put small dance moves with every stroke with the sponge.
Tell all my friends I'm dead. I'm leaving you this time it's for good Tell all my friends that I'm dead. It won't be long till you forget my name-
"POTTER!"
Harry stopped singing at looked at Kittie. He was suprised to see she had her shoes back on and the bucket with the sponges in it in her hand. "We're done!"
"Oh."
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A/N: Okay hope you guys love this. Look for a new chappie tomarro or the day after. Review! Im still desperatly looking for detention ideas!