Author's Note: I would like to thank my grandpa for this story. lol. Someone did this at his work. Muwahahahah!!!
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The sight of two red heads greeted Sir Cadogan early this morning as he was awoken by his pony trying to step on him. Fred and George Weasley slowly snuck into the hall, holding a small device in their hands. Sir Cadogan watched curiously as the boys walked over to a large landscape across the hall and slid the device under the frame. In hushed laughs, they left the hall and made their way back to the Gryffindor tower.
The next morning, after insulting a few students, Sir Cadogan sat down and leaned back against a small oak tree. He barely noticed the two red heads in the far corner, holding what looked to be a remote control in their hand. Nor did he notice Harry Potter leaning against the wall next to the landscape picture. What he did notice was the loud sound that suddenly escaped from that direction.
The room suddenly grew quiet, students turning to stare at The Boy Who Lived. His face flushed, mouth opened. It started with a giggle, then, the room filled with laughter. Harry frowned and yelled, " I didn't do it!"
"Sure! Sure!" A Hufflepuff mocked.
"But I didn't!" Harry said through gritted teeth. The laughter continued, refusing to die down. After about ten minutes of teasing the poor boy, people finally went on their way. As a new crowd entered the hall, and the old left, Draco Malfoy took it upon himself to stop in the same place Harry Potter once stood. The moment he got their a loud sound ripped through the air. It, of course, could only be described as a fart, plain and simple. And it was a long one, very long.
"What the fuck was that?!" Exclaimed Draco. He twilred around in a fury, trying to find the sound. Everyone stared, no one dared to laugh. Mostly because they were all Slytherins and they wouldn't dream of insulting Draco. He knew where they slept at night, afterall. Draco shook his head, confused, but went on about his business.
"PSSSHHRRRRRRTIIRRPPPBSHRT!" Draco froze. A few people stiffled a laugh as the pale blonde sniffed the air. He turned to the others. "All right! Which one of you is it? Huh? Speak up!"
"Well, It came from your direction." A small 1st year Slytherin piped up. Draco turned to her a sneered, making her eyes widen.
"Do you actually think I, Draco Malfoy, would do that?" He growled.
"No." The girl said softly. Draco smirked.
"Well, she does have a point, Malfoy." A rather brave Ravenclaw said. "It did come from your general direction."
"This is ridiculous!" Draco yelled in rage. "I can't believe you people would think I, a MALFOY, would do something of the sort! It was-"
"BIIIRSSSSHSHSHHEEEOOOPPTTT!" By now the younger members of the crowd were on the floor in hysterics. Draco let out a loud scream and dashed from the room in frustration. As the room slowly emptied with laughing students the two red heads turned to each other, grinning.
"Shall we do it tomorrow?" Fred asked.
"Of course!" George agreed. Then, together, they left the hall, leaving a laughing Sir Cadogan alone.
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A/N: just to let you guys know, these stories are intended to be short. short and supposedly funny. hehe. hope you liked this one.
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The sight of two red heads greeted Sir Cadogan early this morning as he was awoken by his pony trying to step on him. Fred and George Weasley slowly snuck into the hall, holding a small device in their hands. Sir Cadogan watched curiously as the boys walked over to a large landscape across the hall and slid the device under the frame. In hushed laughs, they left the hall and made their way back to the Gryffindor tower.
The next morning, after insulting a few students, Sir Cadogan sat down and leaned back against a small oak tree. He barely noticed the two red heads in the far corner, holding what looked to be a remote control in their hand. Nor did he notice Harry Potter leaning against the wall next to the landscape picture. What he did notice was the loud sound that suddenly escaped from that direction.
The room suddenly grew quiet, students turning to stare at The Boy Who Lived. His face flushed, mouth opened. It started with a giggle, then, the room filled with laughter. Harry frowned and yelled, " I didn't do it!"
"Sure! Sure!" A Hufflepuff mocked.
"But I didn't!" Harry said through gritted teeth. The laughter continued, refusing to die down. After about ten minutes of teasing the poor boy, people finally went on their way. As a new crowd entered the hall, and the old left, Draco Malfoy took it upon himself to stop in the same place Harry Potter once stood. The moment he got their a loud sound ripped through the air. It, of course, could only be described as a fart, plain and simple. And it was a long one, very long.
"What the fuck was that?!" Exclaimed Draco. He twilred around in a fury, trying to find the sound. Everyone stared, no one dared to laugh. Mostly because they were all Slytherins and they wouldn't dream of insulting Draco. He knew where they slept at night, afterall. Draco shook his head, confused, but went on about his business.
"PSSSHHRRRRRRTIIRRPPPBSHRT!" Draco froze. A few people stiffled a laugh as the pale blonde sniffed the air. He turned to the others. "All right! Which one of you is it? Huh? Speak up!"
"Well, It came from your direction." A small 1st year Slytherin piped up. Draco turned to her a sneered, making her eyes widen.
"Do you actually think I, Draco Malfoy, would do that?" He growled.
"No." The girl said softly. Draco smirked.
"Well, she does have a point, Malfoy." A rather brave Ravenclaw said. "It did come from your general direction."
"This is ridiculous!" Draco yelled in rage. "I can't believe you people would think I, a MALFOY, would do something of the sort! It was-"
"BIIIRSSSSHSHSHHEEEOOOPPTTT!" By now the younger members of the crowd were on the floor in hysterics. Draco let out a loud scream and dashed from the room in frustration. As the room slowly emptied with laughing students the two red heads turned to each other, grinning.
"Shall we do it tomorrow?" Fred asked.
"Of course!" George agreed. Then, together, they left the hall, leaving a laughing Sir Cadogan alone.
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A/N: just to let you guys know, these stories are intended to be short. short and supposedly funny. hehe. hope you liked this one.