~ THE BREAKFAST CLUB: HOGWARTS STYLE ~
This is based on "The Breakfast Club". What will happen when the jock, the prep, the bad boy, the nerd, and the freak of Hogwarts are all placed in the same detention dungeon together? (Please note that these characters are sometimes stretched. Also, if you have read any of my stories before you'll notice that I tend to like to have the same original characters in each story.)
~ SATURDAY DETENTION ~
Lavender walked along the corridor, on her way to Filch's detention room. Her spirits sank lower with every step she took.
'I shouldn't be here,' Lavender told herself. 'I should be out enjoying my Hogsmeade weekend like everyone else.' In Lavender's opinion, this was the must unjust thing done to her, ever.
It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair that she had to go to detention, it wasn't fair that detention lasted from nine in the morning to five in the afternoon, and it REALLY wasn't fair that this was the weekend Honeydukes was receiving the first shipping of a new French chocolate. Lavender had been looking forward to that chocolate for weeks, ever since she heard about it from Madam Rosmerta. She had even planned to get up early so that she could wait in line to be one of the first people to try the new chocolate. But no…instead of waiting in line like most other students, Lavender was heading for stupid Saturday all-day detention.
Lavender came to a stop in front of Filch's office. He was standing by his office with an evil smile on his face. Mrs. Norris was at his feet, as usual. "Ah…Miss Brown, glad to see you're here…" Filch said in his slimy voice. "Come right this way." Filch led Lavender to a room a couple of doors down from Filch's office. "Detention will be held here. You will not be allowed to talk, read, do school work. You must simply sit here. Consequences for your actions." Filch smiled crookedly. Then, Filch ushered Lavender in with a large gesture of his arm.
There were about six two-person tables in the room. There were already two people there when Lavender walked in. She recognized Ernie Macmillan from Hufflepuff. "H-hi Lavender." Ernie said with a bit of a stutter.
"Hi." Lavender looked away deliberately. Her glance then fell on the other occupant of the detention room. Lavender was surprised to see Harry Potter sitting at a table. Harry looked up, and shot her a half-grin.
"You can sit here if you like," Harry said, patting the empty chair next to him.
Lavender grinned back and sat down next to Harry. She was glanced at him curiously. Even though they'd been in the same house and had the same classes with each other for the past seven years, Lavender still couldn't recall a time she'd said more than two sentences to the captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team. Despite this, Lavender was glad that there was at least one pleasant face to keep her company for the next eight hours.
"So, what are you in here for?" Lavender asked.
Before Harry could respond, the door to the detention room opened once more, and Filch escorted the remaining two students in. Lavender's heart sank as she recognized Draco Malfoy and Daisy Parkinson. Malfoy, in Lavender's opinion, was the meanest and nastiest boy in Hogwarts. Even his good looks didn't make up for his rotten personality. And Daisy, a Slytherin sixth-year, was even worse than her older sister Pansy. She hardly ever spoke, and always seemed to be glaring at people beneath her thick locks of hair.
Daisy growled at Lavender before taking a seat at the far end of the room. Filch clapped his hands then. He looked extremely pleased as he glanced out at the five students in for a whole day's worth of detention. "Good good, now that the last two remaining students have arrived, we can truly begin detention. Now, let me tell you the rules one last time. There will be no talking, no napping, no doing schoolwork of any sort. You simply will sit here. I will alert you when lunch begins." And with that, Filch left, with Mrs. Norris at his heels. "Me and Mrs. Norris both will be listening to every move you make." Filch growled as he propped the door open with a large brick. Then, he left, walking down the corridor.
"That old squib," Malfoy muttered as soon as Filch's footsteps couldn't be heard anymore. "Propping up that door…"
"Shh!" Lavender hissed at Malfoy. "Filch is gonna come back and glower at us all if you don't shut up."
"Are you afraid of Filch, Lavender?" Malfoy's voice was mocking. "Watch this." Malfoy stood up from his seat and began walking toward the brick with his wand in his hand.
"W-we're not s-supposed to have wands during detention." Ernie spoke up. Lavender guiltily fingered her wand pocket of her robe. She had brought along her wand to detention, too.
"Shut-up, Macmillan; nobody asked you." Malfoy hissed.
"What're you gonna do?" Harry asked.
"Watch." A grin spread across Malfoy's face. "Dimagnetaious!" Malfoy whispered, pointing his wand at the brick. The brick immediately jumped apart from the door. The door slid shut with a bang. Malfoy quickly sat down at the table behind Lavender and Harry. Malfoy moved none-too-soon, for the door was immediately slammed open as Filch stomped in.
"Who dared move?" Filch looked winded. "Who touched this brick?" Lavender purposely avoided Filch's eyes, as did everyone else in the room. Filch began propping the door open with the brick once more. "I warn you all, if I hear one more…" Filch stopped talking as the brick jumped away from the door. "Who did this?" Filch whipped around. "Malfoy…"
"P-perhaps it was just an unsound brick." Ernie said shakily.
Filch paused. His eyes narrowed as he glared at Ernie. Filch turned and attempted once more to use the brick as a door prop. But the brick once again jumped away. "Forget the brick," Filch growled as he tossed the brick away. "I can still hear all of you, even with the door closed…remember that." Filch slammed the door behind him as he walked out.
This is based on "The Breakfast Club". What will happen when the jock, the prep, the bad boy, the nerd, and the freak of Hogwarts are all placed in the same detention dungeon together? (Please note that these characters are sometimes stretched. Also, if you have read any of my stories before you'll notice that I tend to like to have the same original characters in each story.)
~ SATURDAY DETENTION ~
Lavender walked along the corridor, on her way to Filch's detention room. Her spirits sank lower with every step she took.
'I shouldn't be here,' Lavender told herself. 'I should be out enjoying my Hogsmeade weekend like everyone else.' In Lavender's opinion, this was the must unjust thing done to her, ever.
It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair that she had to go to detention, it wasn't fair that detention lasted from nine in the morning to five in the afternoon, and it REALLY wasn't fair that this was the weekend Honeydukes was receiving the first shipping of a new French chocolate. Lavender had been looking forward to that chocolate for weeks, ever since she heard about it from Madam Rosmerta. She had even planned to get up early so that she could wait in line to be one of the first people to try the new chocolate. But no…instead of waiting in line like most other students, Lavender was heading for stupid Saturday all-day detention.
Lavender came to a stop in front of Filch's office. He was standing by his office with an evil smile on his face. Mrs. Norris was at his feet, as usual. "Ah…Miss Brown, glad to see you're here…" Filch said in his slimy voice. "Come right this way." Filch led Lavender to a room a couple of doors down from Filch's office. "Detention will be held here. You will not be allowed to talk, read, do school work. You must simply sit here. Consequences for your actions." Filch smiled crookedly. Then, Filch ushered Lavender in with a large gesture of his arm.
There were about six two-person tables in the room. There were already two people there when Lavender walked in. She recognized Ernie Macmillan from Hufflepuff. "H-hi Lavender." Ernie said with a bit of a stutter.
"Hi." Lavender looked away deliberately. Her glance then fell on the other occupant of the detention room. Lavender was surprised to see Harry Potter sitting at a table. Harry looked up, and shot her a half-grin.
"You can sit here if you like," Harry said, patting the empty chair next to him.
Lavender grinned back and sat down next to Harry. She was glanced at him curiously. Even though they'd been in the same house and had the same classes with each other for the past seven years, Lavender still couldn't recall a time she'd said more than two sentences to the captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team. Despite this, Lavender was glad that there was at least one pleasant face to keep her company for the next eight hours.
"So, what are you in here for?" Lavender asked.
Before Harry could respond, the door to the detention room opened once more, and Filch escorted the remaining two students in. Lavender's heart sank as she recognized Draco Malfoy and Daisy Parkinson. Malfoy, in Lavender's opinion, was the meanest and nastiest boy in Hogwarts. Even his good looks didn't make up for his rotten personality. And Daisy, a Slytherin sixth-year, was even worse than her older sister Pansy. She hardly ever spoke, and always seemed to be glaring at people beneath her thick locks of hair.
Daisy growled at Lavender before taking a seat at the far end of the room. Filch clapped his hands then. He looked extremely pleased as he glanced out at the five students in for a whole day's worth of detention. "Good good, now that the last two remaining students have arrived, we can truly begin detention. Now, let me tell you the rules one last time. There will be no talking, no napping, no doing schoolwork of any sort. You simply will sit here. I will alert you when lunch begins." And with that, Filch left, with Mrs. Norris at his heels. "Me and Mrs. Norris both will be listening to every move you make." Filch growled as he propped the door open with a large brick. Then, he left, walking down the corridor.
"That old squib," Malfoy muttered as soon as Filch's footsteps couldn't be heard anymore. "Propping up that door…"
"Shh!" Lavender hissed at Malfoy. "Filch is gonna come back and glower at us all if you don't shut up."
"Are you afraid of Filch, Lavender?" Malfoy's voice was mocking. "Watch this." Malfoy stood up from his seat and began walking toward the brick with his wand in his hand.
"W-we're not s-supposed to have wands during detention." Ernie spoke up. Lavender guiltily fingered her wand pocket of her robe. She had brought along her wand to detention, too.
"Shut-up, Macmillan; nobody asked you." Malfoy hissed.
"What're you gonna do?" Harry asked.
"Watch." A grin spread across Malfoy's face. "Dimagnetaious!" Malfoy whispered, pointing his wand at the brick. The brick immediately jumped apart from the door. The door slid shut with a bang. Malfoy quickly sat down at the table behind Lavender and Harry. Malfoy moved none-too-soon, for the door was immediately slammed open as Filch stomped in.
"Who dared move?" Filch looked winded. "Who touched this brick?" Lavender purposely avoided Filch's eyes, as did everyone else in the room. Filch began propping the door open with the brick once more. "I warn you all, if I hear one more…" Filch stopped talking as the brick jumped away from the door. "Who did this?" Filch whipped around. "Malfoy…"
"P-perhaps it was just an unsound brick." Ernie said shakily.
Filch paused. His eyes narrowed as he glared at Ernie. Filch turned and attempted once more to use the brick as a door prop. But the brick once again jumped away. "Forget the brick," Filch growled as he tossed the brick away. "I can still hear all of you, even with the door closed…remember that." Filch slammed the door behind him as he walked out.