Wow, was this totally random. This was spawned from an ACTUAL instant
messaging conversation between me and my friend Flyer. Purely
entertainment for us Slytherins.
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"Howdy Rox!" Katherine Frost ran up to her friend, who was engrossed in something that Frost couldn't really make out.
"Uh huh," was her only reply.
"You're supposed to say 'hi!' Is that too hard? Really, is it? Am I being totally unreasonable?"
"Hi, yes, of course it is, and yes you are." Roxanne West said all this without losing concentration on whatever she was concentrating on.
"That's better."
"Thanks."
"Nobody loves you so HA! And blech on you!"
This snapped her out of her trance, "Everyone loves me! You can ask them all!"
"If by everyone you mean the voices in your head, well duh! But if you mean actual people that exist, dream on Unloved One."
"I am totally loved! Why are you being so mean to a fellow Slytherin? Save your energy for the Gryffindorks!"
"Sorry," she said, placing a hand on her friend's shoulder, "Truly I am. Being bad all day gets to ya."
"It's ok, all is forgiven, you can be good now! Well, good in a bad way." Rox grinned mischievously. "Care to play 'Trip the Hufflepuff?'"
"Sure, but can we do it over that big mud puddle over there," she pointed over to a gigantic puddle of mud.
"Just what I was thinking! Let's go!"
"Maybe we can push the Gryffindorks in after?" she asked hopefully on the way over.
Rox just pointed her wand at an unsuspecting Hufflepuff and whispered something unintelligible. The Hufflepuff landed face first in the mud, making a big SQUISH SPLAT!
"Your turn."
Frost smiled, and decided to do it the old fashioned way. She stuck out her foot and pushed another Hufflepuff in after the first, who fell back down. She turned back to her companion.
"What? Call me old fashioned and lacking style, but it got the job done."
"Coolness! Look, a herd of Gryffindorks!" She pointed her wand over at the group and cast a full body bind on the leader. "I am good."
"Goody!" Frost squealed, jumping up and down. "Did ya know that the one right beside the leader gets the wiggins around spiders?" She summoned an illusion of many tarantulas.
Rox just laughed and made the illusions larger. Frost began laughing hysterically, but stopped abruptly. "While this IS fun, we might want to flee the scene of the crime. I think I see the Headmaster approaching."
"Not a problem, watch this!" Rox ran over to the Headmaster. "Sir, I think your help is needed over here. Someone attacked the Gryffindors with hokey illusions. I think it was the Ravenclaw Quidditch team trying to syke them out before the match." Frost had come up behind her cohort and was now looking equally abashed and sincere while nodding along. "We'll just be going to get Madame Pompfrey now." Both 6th years ran off, applauding themselves.
"What's next?" Frost asked once inside the castle.
"Hmmm....you think we should actually STUDY for anything? I mean, potions we got aced because we're Slytherins."
"Heck no! We should find practical application as in practice on real people some more!"
"Ok," Rox smiled as Frost raised her eyebrows quizzically and smirked. "Why don't we go find that Potter kid? He's always getting in trouble anyway, we'll just help him out."
"Let's! It's only being charitable, the only right thing to do would be to help him out. What do we do when we find the square?"
"I was thinking an anonymous note telling him his father buried his journal on the edge of the Forbidden Forest."
"Hey, you know what? It would be fun if we managed to break up his little affiliations with those other two." Frost was loving this more and more every minute. "Or, at the very least, cause mayhem."
"If we can get the Weasel and the Mudblood together, Potter will be the third wheel!"
"And third wheels never work out!"
"Right," Rox said, getting faster and faster as the ideas flowed into her head. "Then we can cause a huge fight and break up between the two in the future, causing the Potter boy to choose between them!"
"A stroke of genius, if I do say so myself!" Frost high-fived her ingenious friend.
"Thank you, thank you," Rox took a mock-bow. "You think we should use Malfoy? He's always up for screwing with those three."
"Malfoy? Nah, he can be our scapegoat. I know, I know," Frost held up a hand at her friend's protests, "He's a fellow Slytherin. BUT since he is a Slytherin, he will appreciate our cunning and would wish us well."
"Sounds good! I didn't want him to help anyway. We want all the credit!"
"Of course we do. It was, after all, our planning."
"Yes it was." Rox furrowed her brow, trying to come up with something to do. "Hey, how about we rearrange the library to mess with the Bookworms. Or we can charm all the books with different titles; rearranging is too obvious."
"Ooooohh.....how about we put some of the more, er, volatile books in with the others and switch the binding so that the poor sap who reads it will have a...surprise!"
"Genius! And I have just the thing!" Rox pulled out her wand and cast a spell. "An invisibility spell! We can see and talk to each other, but no one else will know we're there!" Frost smiled and did the shifty-eyes thing.
"They should never give us a three day weekend with no Hogsmeade," Rox said as they made their way to the library. They made their way into the Restricted Section, grabbing the more interesting looking books and went back out. Grabbing a couple of books that they knew others would read, they quickly switched the binding and placed them all back in their original positions.
"This is gonna be so fun!" Frost yelled.
"Shhh...look! It's that Ravenclaw Seeker, Chang!" Rox laughed heartily, "She picked up 'Fire-breathing Dragons of the 12th Century!"
"We hit pay-dirt, my friend. Let's see how her logic works now, the little punk!"
"Stupid thinks it's about magical creatures."
"She is so simple!"
"Well, it IS, technically!" Rox stated.
"I love that word!"
"OH! She got burned!! Literally!"
Both girls laughed out loud, snickering and giggling as well. Rox stopped and pointed.
"Uh oh, librarian alert. Let's get back to the Common Room, quick! I know some short cuts!" Rox ducked behind a bookcase into a passage. Frost followed her quickly, and Rox removed the concealing spell. The passage ended just outside the Slytherin common room entrance.
"What's the password again?" Rox asked her partner in crime.
"Damned if I paid attention to the boring snot who told us."
"Yeah, damn prefects! I think he changed it this morning. Hey, there's Snape."
"Where's a scapegoat when ya need one?"
Rox casually, but respectfully, walked over to the potions master. "Sir, the prefect changed the password and didn't tell us."
Snape sneered and scowled, "I will talk with him later. It is, of course, pureblood." The wall slid back.
"Again?" Rox asked, "Wasn't that one a couple years ago?"
"Well, the good ones keep getting re-used, but take ten points for your intelligence."
Rox smirked as Snape walked off to find a Gryffindor to yell at. "Thank you sir, and have a good day," she called after him. The girls walked into the Common Room. "I rock."
"You rock!" Frost looked around. "We might want to at least tone it down for the rest of the day. No use getting caught after we've caused so much great mayhem."
"Ok, let's go cook up stuff for tomorrow!" Rox ran down to the dormitories, with Frost right behind her.
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Well, that was fun! I own nothing except the game "Trip the Hufflepuff." It is mine! I claim it!! That's it.
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"Howdy Rox!" Katherine Frost ran up to her friend, who was engrossed in something that Frost couldn't really make out.
"Uh huh," was her only reply.
"You're supposed to say 'hi!' Is that too hard? Really, is it? Am I being totally unreasonable?"
"Hi, yes, of course it is, and yes you are." Roxanne West said all this without losing concentration on whatever she was concentrating on.
"That's better."
"Thanks."
"Nobody loves you so HA! And blech on you!"
This snapped her out of her trance, "Everyone loves me! You can ask them all!"
"If by everyone you mean the voices in your head, well duh! But if you mean actual people that exist, dream on Unloved One."
"I am totally loved! Why are you being so mean to a fellow Slytherin? Save your energy for the Gryffindorks!"
"Sorry," she said, placing a hand on her friend's shoulder, "Truly I am. Being bad all day gets to ya."
"It's ok, all is forgiven, you can be good now! Well, good in a bad way." Rox grinned mischievously. "Care to play 'Trip the Hufflepuff?'"
"Sure, but can we do it over that big mud puddle over there," she pointed over to a gigantic puddle of mud.
"Just what I was thinking! Let's go!"
"Maybe we can push the Gryffindorks in after?" she asked hopefully on the way over.
Rox just pointed her wand at an unsuspecting Hufflepuff and whispered something unintelligible. The Hufflepuff landed face first in the mud, making a big SQUISH SPLAT!
"Your turn."
Frost smiled, and decided to do it the old fashioned way. She stuck out her foot and pushed another Hufflepuff in after the first, who fell back down. She turned back to her companion.
"What? Call me old fashioned and lacking style, but it got the job done."
"Coolness! Look, a herd of Gryffindorks!" She pointed her wand over at the group and cast a full body bind on the leader. "I am good."
"Goody!" Frost squealed, jumping up and down. "Did ya know that the one right beside the leader gets the wiggins around spiders?" She summoned an illusion of many tarantulas.
Rox just laughed and made the illusions larger. Frost began laughing hysterically, but stopped abruptly. "While this IS fun, we might want to flee the scene of the crime. I think I see the Headmaster approaching."
"Not a problem, watch this!" Rox ran over to the Headmaster. "Sir, I think your help is needed over here. Someone attacked the Gryffindors with hokey illusions. I think it was the Ravenclaw Quidditch team trying to syke them out before the match." Frost had come up behind her cohort and was now looking equally abashed and sincere while nodding along. "We'll just be going to get Madame Pompfrey now." Both 6th years ran off, applauding themselves.
"What's next?" Frost asked once inside the castle.
"Hmmm....you think we should actually STUDY for anything? I mean, potions we got aced because we're Slytherins."
"Heck no! We should find practical application as in practice on real people some more!"
"Ok," Rox smiled as Frost raised her eyebrows quizzically and smirked. "Why don't we go find that Potter kid? He's always getting in trouble anyway, we'll just help him out."
"Let's! It's only being charitable, the only right thing to do would be to help him out. What do we do when we find the square?"
"I was thinking an anonymous note telling him his father buried his journal on the edge of the Forbidden Forest."
"Hey, you know what? It would be fun if we managed to break up his little affiliations with those other two." Frost was loving this more and more every minute. "Or, at the very least, cause mayhem."
"If we can get the Weasel and the Mudblood together, Potter will be the third wheel!"
"And third wheels never work out!"
"Right," Rox said, getting faster and faster as the ideas flowed into her head. "Then we can cause a huge fight and break up between the two in the future, causing the Potter boy to choose between them!"
"A stroke of genius, if I do say so myself!" Frost high-fived her ingenious friend.
"Thank you, thank you," Rox took a mock-bow. "You think we should use Malfoy? He's always up for screwing with those three."
"Malfoy? Nah, he can be our scapegoat. I know, I know," Frost held up a hand at her friend's protests, "He's a fellow Slytherin. BUT since he is a Slytherin, he will appreciate our cunning and would wish us well."
"Sounds good! I didn't want him to help anyway. We want all the credit!"
"Of course we do. It was, after all, our planning."
"Yes it was." Rox furrowed her brow, trying to come up with something to do. "Hey, how about we rearrange the library to mess with the Bookworms. Or we can charm all the books with different titles; rearranging is too obvious."
"Ooooohh.....how about we put some of the more, er, volatile books in with the others and switch the binding so that the poor sap who reads it will have a...surprise!"
"Genius! And I have just the thing!" Rox pulled out her wand and cast a spell. "An invisibility spell! We can see and talk to each other, but no one else will know we're there!" Frost smiled and did the shifty-eyes thing.
"They should never give us a three day weekend with no Hogsmeade," Rox said as they made their way to the library. They made their way into the Restricted Section, grabbing the more interesting looking books and went back out. Grabbing a couple of books that they knew others would read, they quickly switched the binding and placed them all back in their original positions.
"This is gonna be so fun!" Frost yelled.
"Shhh...look! It's that Ravenclaw Seeker, Chang!" Rox laughed heartily, "She picked up 'Fire-breathing Dragons of the 12th Century!"
"We hit pay-dirt, my friend. Let's see how her logic works now, the little punk!"
"Stupid thinks it's about magical creatures."
"She is so simple!"
"Well, it IS, technically!" Rox stated.
"I love that word!"
"OH! She got burned!! Literally!"
Both girls laughed out loud, snickering and giggling as well. Rox stopped and pointed.
"Uh oh, librarian alert. Let's get back to the Common Room, quick! I know some short cuts!" Rox ducked behind a bookcase into a passage. Frost followed her quickly, and Rox removed the concealing spell. The passage ended just outside the Slytherin common room entrance.
"What's the password again?" Rox asked her partner in crime.
"Damned if I paid attention to the boring snot who told us."
"Yeah, damn prefects! I think he changed it this morning. Hey, there's Snape."
"Where's a scapegoat when ya need one?"
Rox casually, but respectfully, walked over to the potions master. "Sir, the prefect changed the password and didn't tell us."
Snape sneered and scowled, "I will talk with him later. It is, of course, pureblood." The wall slid back.
"Again?" Rox asked, "Wasn't that one a couple years ago?"
"Well, the good ones keep getting re-used, but take ten points for your intelligence."
Rox smirked as Snape walked off to find a Gryffindor to yell at. "Thank you sir, and have a good day," she called after him. The girls walked into the Common Room. "I rock."
"You rock!" Frost looked around. "We might want to at least tone it down for the rest of the day. No use getting caught after we've caused so much great mayhem."
"Ok, let's go cook up stuff for tomorrow!" Rox ran down to the dormitories, with Frost right behind her.
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Well, that was fun! I own nothing except the game "Trip the Hufflepuff." It is mine! I claim it!! That's it.