The Prank-A-Thon
A/N: Anna: shit!!!
Ariana: Hi, Anna! Do you like the picture I drew of you and Dementor Bob inside a heart? It is just so cuuute!
Anna: NO! I think the description alone is mentally scarring the readers. As it has already scarred me for life . . .
Ariana: Whatever. I luv George!!! *spaces out to think about George*
Becca: I luv Harry!
Ariana: The fluffiness is taking over! Mua hahahahaaaaa. . .
Anna: I think im gonna be sick . . .
Chapter 3 - The War Begins
Anna descended the steps leading down from the girls' dormitories and entered the common room. George, Ariana, Becca, and Harry were sitting in chairs around a table, consulting a small piece of parchment. Anna, unfortunately, did not notice this minor detail.
"Robes are so awkward," muttered Anna as she tripped over the last step.
As Anna neared the table they were at, George promptly snatched up the parchment and hid it in his pocket. Ariana was grinning. Harry and Becca were laughing into their hands. Anna gave them a quizzical look.
"Good morning," greeted Ariana, still grinning widely.
"Um, yeah, hi." She was confused by their odd behavior. Then again, they were always behaving like that at camp.
Ariana buried her face in George's shoulder to muffle her laughter. Becca grabbed Harry's arm and started sawing back and forth crazily. Anna was getting a little scared. Becca started humming out of tune and Harry joined in for some odd reason.
Ron and Hermione crossed the room and stared at their friends. "What in bloody hell is going on here?" Hermione gave Ron a disapproving glance, but said nothing.
"The wrath of Mashimaro," shrugged Anna, not wanting to be any more confused than she already was.
"Let's go down to breakfast," Ariana said, gathering herself up. She, George, Becca, and Harry exited the portrait hole, their laughter echoing throughout the halls. Anna, Ron, and Hermione stood, shocked for a moment, then followed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
In the Great Hall, all seven of them sat down at the Gryffindor table, chattering excitedly. Every time George and Ariana looked in Anna's direction, they cracked up. Anna thought she heard a whisper at her side, then turned just in time to see Becca bring her wand back into the folds of her robes.
Anna reached out her hand to stab fretfully at her eggs, but stopped. She was having a bit of trouble moving her arm very far. It felt as if her robes had gotten heavier. Then she felt something close in around her head. Her face was still in the open, but something was covering all the other sides of her head.
The Great Hall went silent. Anna grabbed an empty plate and brought it closer so she could see her reflection.
Barney the dinosaur stared back at her.
The Great Hall exploded in a fit of laughter. How could they not? Anna, serious, weird Anna, was wearing a purple Barney suit! Her very red face stuck out of Barney's mouth for the whole school to see.
Anna stood and ran from the room, shouting obscenities directed towards the supposed pranksters. This only brought more laughter, especially from the Slytherins. She ran through the hall and out the double doors which slammed behind her.
Harry almost fell off the long bench he was sitting on. Becca grabbed him before he hit the ground with great difficulty because she was laughing so hard. Ariana and George were clutching each other to keep from falling over. Ariana's eyes welled up with tears, she was laughing so hard. Finally, the students started to calm down. Becca caught her breath and Ariana wiped her eyes on George's sleeve.
Dumbledore looked very amused. Snape was cackling evilly. McGonagall was trying to hide her smile. Trelawney was whispering, "I knew this would happen! It's an omen!" Harry, not having met Trelawney or her stupid death predictions yet, didn't notice this.
"That . . . was . . . so . . . funny!" gasped Ariana, wiping a happy tear away.
"I've never pulled anything as good as that!" agreed George, clutching his sides. Harry nodded, having not caught his breath.
"Anna is so going to kill us," realized Becca with absolutely perfect logic. She was dead on, actually, despite how much she took her ESP as a joke.
"Yeah, sure she is," scoffed Ariana, still smiling broadly.
"Whatever," said Harry, looking at his digital watch, "Uh-h, it's time for Divination! Gotta run!" With that, he Ron, and Hermione hurried out of the Great Hall to their first class of the year.
*
That night, Anna was woken up out of her dream by a loud snore from Lavender Brown. God, this was horrible. She needed a plan to get them back . . . she had already pinned the blame on four very suspicious people: Ariana, George, Becca, and Harry. It was too obvious.
She was extremely bored, and couldn't go back to sleep. Looking at the watch buried in her trunk, it read 1:34. It was set to British time, so it was pretty late.
She got up out of her bed quietly, and went to the door past the three sleeping third-years. Creaking the door open, she slipped out of the dormitory and was about to go down the stairs when she heard four remarkably familiar voices muttering loud enough for her to make out some of it.
"I can't believe we did that still!" Ariana's voice said. This was punctuated by Becca's shrill laugh.
"What a riot!" George's voice added.
"Oh we better cover ourselves up! If she finds out it was us..." Harry trailed off.
"If," Ariana stated, "But until then, we should think what other things we can pull on people."
From behind the banister, Anna gave a sinister smile. They would get what was coming to them, all right. There was already a plan forming in her mind.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Anna: *covers her face*
Ariana: Mwa hahahahaha! *singing* Anna is a dinosaur, from our imagination, and when she's tall, she's what we call a dinosaur sensation! Anna's friends are -
Anna: SHUT UP!!
Ariana: Fluuuuuuuuuuuuuf! I am obsessed with George! I mean, fluff! Fluff! I'm not obsessed with a particular redhead who's so funny, and so cute, and so sweet ... no, no, it's all fluff!
Anna: ...
*George pops in at that moment*
George: Hi Ariana! Um, could I talk to you for a minute ... alone? *looks pointedly at Anna*
Anna: go right ahead.
*George drags Ariana off into an empty classroom. Ron enters now occupied classroom*
Ron: That was bloody brilliant!
*Ariana and George chase Ron out of the classroom and send him on Anna*
Ron: Anna, Anna, I love you!
Anna: AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH NOOOOOOOO!! *runs from room screaming with Ron following her*
George: *turns to Ariana* Now where were we?
*Fluffiness ensues*
Anna: *screaming bloody murder and still running*
A/N: Anna: shit!!!
Ariana: Hi, Anna! Do you like the picture I drew of you and Dementor Bob inside a heart? It is just so cuuute!
Anna: NO! I think the description alone is mentally scarring the readers. As it has already scarred me for life . . .
Ariana: Whatever. I luv George!!! *spaces out to think about George*
Becca: I luv Harry!
Ariana: The fluffiness is taking over! Mua hahahahaaaaa. . .
Anna: I think im gonna be sick . . .
Chapter 3 - The War Begins
Anna descended the steps leading down from the girls' dormitories and entered the common room. George, Ariana, Becca, and Harry were sitting in chairs around a table, consulting a small piece of parchment. Anna, unfortunately, did not notice this minor detail.
"Robes are so awkward," muttered Anna as she tripped over the last step.
As Anna neared the table they were at, George promptly snatched up the parchment and hid it in his pocket. Ariana was grinning. Harry and Becca were laughing into their hands. Anna gave them a quizzical look.
"Good morning," greeted Ariana, still grinning widely.
"Um, yeah, hi." She was confused by their odd behavior. Then again, they were always behaving like that at camp.
Ariana buried her face in George's shoulder to muffle her laughter. Becca grabbed Harry's arm and started sawing back and forth crazily. Anna was getting a little scared. Becca started humming out of tune and Harry joined in for some odd reason.
Ron and Hermione crossed the room and stared at their friends. "What in bloody hell is going on here?" Hermione gave Ron a disapproving glance, but said nothing.
"The wrath of Mashimaro," shrugged Anna, not wanting to be any more confused than she already was.
"Let's go down to breakfast," Ariana said, gathering herself up. She, George, Becca, and Harry exited the portrait hole, their laughter echoing throughout the halls. Anna, Ron, and Hermione stood, shocked for a moment, then followed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
In the Great Hall, all seven of them sat down at the Gryffindor table, chattering excitedly. Every time George and Ariana looked in Anna's direction, they cracked up. Anna thought she heard a whisper at her side, then turned just in time to see Becca bring her wand back into the folds of her robes.
Anna reached out her hand to stab fretfully at her eggs, but stopped. She was having a bit of trouble moving her arm very far. It felt as if her robes had gotten heavier. Then she felt something close in around her head. Her face was still in the open, but something was covering all the other sides of her head.
The Great Hall went silent. Anna grabbed an empty plate and brought it closer so she could see her reflection.
Barney the dinosaur stared back at her.
The Great Hall exploded in a fit of laughter. How could they not? Anna, serious, weird Anna, was wearing a purple Barney suit! Her very red face stuck out of Barney's mouth for the whole school to see.
Anna stood and ran from the room, shouting obscenities directed towards the supposed pranksters. This only brought more laughter, especially from the Slytherins. She ran through the hall and out the double doors which slammed behind her.
Harry almost fell off the long bench he was sitting on. Becca grabbed him before he hit the ground with great difficulty because she was laughing so hard. Ariana and George were clutching each other to keep from falling over. Ariana's eyes welled up with tears, she was laughing so hard. Finally, the students started to calm down. Becca caught her breath and Ariana wiped her eyes on George's sleeve.
Dumbledore looked very amused. Snape was cackling evilly. McGonagall was trying to hide her smile. Trelawney was whispering, "I knew this would happen! It's an omen!" Harry, not having met Trelawney or her stupid death predictions yet, didn't notice this.
"That . . . was . . . so . . . funny!" gasped Ariana, wiping a happy tear away.
"I've never pulled anything as good as that!" agreed George, clutching his sides. Harry nodded, having not caught his breath.
"Anna is so going to kill us," realized Becca with absolutely perfect logic. She was dead on, actually, despite how much she took her ESP as a joke.
"Yeah, sure she is," scoffed Ariana, still smiling broadly.
"Whatever," said Harry, looking at his digital watch, "Uh-h, it's time for Divination! Gotta run!" With that, he Ron, and Hermione hurried out of the Great Hall to their first class of the year.
*
That night, Anna was woken up out of her dream by a loud snore from Lavender Brown. God, this was horrible. She needed a plan to get them back . . . she had already pinned the blame on four very suspicious people: Ariana, George, Becca, and Harry. It was too obvious.
She was extremely bored, and couldn't go back to sleep. Looking at the watch buried in her trunk, it read 1:34. It was set to British time, so it was pretty late.
She got up out of her bed quietly, and went to the door past the three sleeping third-years. Creaking the door open, she slipped out of the dormitory and was about to go down the stairs when she heard four remarkably familiar voices muttering loud enough for her to make out some of it.
"I can't believe we did that still!" Ariana's voice said. This was punctuated by Becca's shrill laugh.
"What a riot!" George's voice added.
"Oh we better cover ourselves up! If she finds out it was us..." Harry trailed off.
"If," Ariana stated, "But until then, we should think what other things we can pull on people."
From behind the banister, Anna gave a sinister smile. They would get what was coming to them, all right. There was already a plan forming in her mind.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Anna: *covers her face*
Ariana: Mwa hahahahaha! *singing* Anna is a dinosaur, from our imagination, and when she's tall, she's what we call a dinosaur sensation! Anna's friends are -
Anna: SHUT UP!!
Ariana: Fluuuuuuuuuuuuuf! I am obsessed with George! I mean, fluff! Fluff! I'm not obsessed with a particular redhead who's so funny, and so cute, and so sweet ... no, no, it's all fluff!
Anna: ...
*George pops in at that moment*
George: Hi Ariana! Um, could I talk to you for a minute ... alone? *looks pointedly at Anna*
Anna: go right ahead.
*George drags Ariana off into an empty classroom. Ron enters now occupied classroom*
Ron: That was bloody brilliant!
*Ariana and George chase Ron out of the classroom and send him on Anna*
Ron: Anna, Anna, I love you!
Anna: AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH NOOOOOOOO!! *runs from room screaming with Ron following her*
George: *turns to Ariana* Now where were we?
*Fluffiness ensues*
Anna: *screaming bloody murder and still running*