Zephyr: 'Ello, 'Ello! I have written another chapter! I'm so proud of myself! *waits for applause*
Cricket in China: *chirp*
Zephyr: *scowl* I feel so under appreciated.
Fred and George: *applaud*
Zephyr: Yay!!
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Disclaimer: No, I don't own them. They are credited to Ms. J.K. Rowling. Are you happy now? *goes into corner to cry*
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Finally the Gryffindors reached their dormitory, but only after much trudging, and a lot of grumbling from those three about going 'The long way!". Apparently, they must have known a shorter route, and frankly, I wouldn't have been surprised.
"Password?" Asked the lady in the pink dress, who's portrait guarded the Gryffindor dormitory.
"Caput Draconis!" Percy said confidently.
The portrait swung forward, and the weary Gryffindor students climbed through the hole. Percy directed the first years to their dorms. Meanwhile, Zephyr had plopped down into the armchair in front of the fire that she had claimed as her own. George sat down on top of her.
"Hey!" she squealed.
George grinned at her, and moved to say something, but he was cut off as Fred sat upon him.
"Bed, you three." Percy said commandingly from behind the armchair.
Zephyr shoved the Weasley twins off her and turned to look at Percy.
"But why, dear Percy?"
"Because I'm a prefect and I say so. It's late, and I don't need you three gallivanting 'round the dormitory, scaring people." Percy said, the superior look never leaving his face.
Reluctantly, the three removed themselves from their spots.
"Goodnight Percy." said Zephyr, patting him on the back.
Now, here's a lesson that should not be forgotten. Never turn your back on Zephyr, especially when she's not happy with you. Percy never seemed to remember this. His ego probably got in the way of his common sense.
After watching the three troop up to bed, he went to his own, a bright sign saying, "Point and Laugh!" flashing on the back of his robe.
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The next morning dawned bright and……. Foggy. I know, contradictions. Anyway, the next morning, Zephyr's little black cat clawed her to wakefulness at sunrise. Zephyr glared at Tweek, and pulled the comforter over her head.
Tweek, who would not take this kind of blatant disobedience , stuck her head under the covers and began savagely licking Zephyr's nose.
"Alright!" Zephyr yelled as she sat up. "I am un-asleep!"
Tweek gave Zephyr a look that said, 'If you fall asleep again, I shall torture you to some horrible indescribable end.' She then left the room, and a shriek from the direction of the boy's dorm signified that she had located Fred and George.
Yawning, Zephyr pulled on her bathrobe, and staggered down to the common room. She collapsed into her armchair, and was almost asleep when a little black furball landed in her lap.
Tweek stood up, shook herself off, and glared at the person who had decided to turn her into a missile.
George stood, bleary-eyed, a few feet away.
"Take your cat from Hell." He said, and then plopped onto a sofa perpinidcular to Zephyr's chair.
"Sometimes I wonder about her." He said.
"Oh, I know." Zephyr said. "It's taking all the self control I possess not to just chuck her out the window right now."
Tweek looked up at Zephyr, horrified.
"Kidding." Zephyr assured her cat.
George was already snoring as he slumbered away on his couch. Sensing the perfect opportunity, Zephyr got up, carrying Tweek, and dropped the small black cat onto George's head. Needless to say, george was awake instantly.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!" George leapt up to his feet, and Tweek hit the ground. She looked from George, to Zephyr, and decided this room was a little too exciting for her. Having come to that decision, she promptly trotted out and up the stairs. A few short minutes later, Fred stumbled down the stairs mumbling something about Zephyr and her "Demon Cat".
Zephyr sighed. "Anyone up for breakfast?"
"Sure." Fred yawned. "Why not?"
"Back here in ten minutes." Zephyr stated. And they all went to become dressed.
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They exited the portrait hole, only to find Chloe standing there, conversing with the Fat Lady.
"Took you long enough!" She said to them. Then she turned to the Fat Lady "Nice talking to you."
"Anytime dear."
They then departed for breakfast. Along the way, they ran into Peeves, who began whispering to Chloe about something. Chloe giggled hysterically. In the history of Hogwarts, I'm pretty sure that Chloe was the first living being to befriend Peeves.
They finally made it down to the Great Hall, and sat down to eat.
" I really can't wait for quidditch to start." Zephyr said enthusiastically. I swear on everything holy, that if you looked into her eyes, you could see plans forming in her head.
"I wonder who we're going to get for seeker this year." George said.
"I hope he's good." Fred said. "Gryffindor hasn't won the cup since Charlie left."
"Well, knowing Oliver," Zephyr said, "I'm pretty sure he wouldn't even let a half rate seeker get even halfway through the tryout."
Chloe tried to comment, but her mouth was full of eggs and pancakes.
After eating breakfast, they went to check their schedules.
"Oh no," Zephyr whispered. "Potions with Chloe."
"I heard that!" Chloe said.
"And it's our first class!" Zephyr went on, ignoring Chloe (a big mistake on her part) "I don't want to deal with Snape that early in the morning!"
"I WILL NOT BE IGNORED!!" Chloe yelled, jumping on Zephyr and giving her a wet willy. The passers by just sighed and gave the explinations to anyone who didn't know. The universal explination? She's Chloe. Yes, her oddness had been accepted by the school, and people generally tried to ignore her, until they learned that she would not be ignored. Then, they pretended to pay attention while ignoring her. But Chloe was very perceptive on these matters, and refused to be ignored. Now they had just learned to deal with her, and wonder how Fred, George, and Zephyr managed to do it on a daily basis.
Zephyr pulled herself to her feet.
"Anyway," Chloe said, acting as if nothing had happened, "don't worry about potions class." she draped her arm around Zephyr on one side, and Fred on the other. "Being with me will make it all better."
Zephyr just stared at her. Finally, she sighed and removed Chloe's arm from her shoulder.
"Let's go get ready for class."
And off they went, by way of many secret passages so as to get there sooner.
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Zephyr: Ha, hahahaha, AND THERE WAS MUCH INSANE LAUGHTER!!
Brimstone: Why?
Zephyr: I really don't know.
Brimstone: riiiight.
Cricket in China: *chirp*
Zephyr: *scowl* I feel so under appreciated.
Fred and George: *applaud*
Zephyr: Yay!!
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Disclaimer: No, I don't own them. They are credited to Ms. J.K. Rowling. Are you happy now? *goes into corner to cry*
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Finally the Gryffindors reached their dormitory, but only after much trudging, and a lot of grumbling from those three about going 'The long way!". Apparently, they must have known a shorter route, and frankly, I wouldn't have been surprised.
"Password?" Asked the lady in the pink dress, who's portrait guarded the Gryffindor dormitory.
"Caput Draconis!" Percy said confidently.
The portrait swung forward, and the weary Gryffindor students climbed through the hole. Percy directed the first years to their dorms. Meanwhile, Zephyr had plopped down into the armchair in front of the fire that she had claimed as her own. George sat down on top of her.
"Hey!" she squealed.
George grinned at her, and moved to say something, but he was cut off as Fred sat upon him.
"Bed, you three." Percy said commandingly from behind the armchair.
Zephyr shoved the Weasley twins off her and turned to look at Percy.
"But why, dear Percy?"
"Because I'm a prefect and I say so. It's late, and I don't need you three gallivanting 'round the dormitory, scaring people." Percy said, the superior look never leaving his face.
Reluctantly, the three removed themselves from their spots.
"Goodnight Percy." said Zephyr, patting him on the back.
Now, here's a lesson that should not be forgotten. Never turn your back on Zephyr, especially when she's not happy with you. Percy never seemed to remember this. His ego probably got in the way of his common sense.
After watching the three troop up to bed, he went to his own, a bright sign saying, "Point and Laugh!" flashing on the back of his robe.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The next morning dawned bright and……. Foggy. I know, contradictions. Anyway, the next morning, Zephyr's little black cat clawed her to wakefulness at sunrise. Zephyr glared at Tweek, and pulled the comforter over her head.
Tweek, who would not take this kind of blatant disobedience , stuck her head under the covers and began savagely licking Zephyr's nose.
"Alright!" Zephyr yelled as she sat up. "I am un-asleep!"
Tweek gave Zephyr a look that said, 'If you fall asleep again, I shall torture you to some horrible indescribable end.' She then left the room, and a shriek from the direction of the boy's dorm signified that she had located Fred and George.
Yawning, Zephyr pulled on her bathrobe, and staggered down to the common room. She collapsed into her armchair, and was almost asleep when a little black furball landed in her lap.
Tweek stood up, shook herself off, and glared at the person who had decided to turn her into a missile.
George stood, bleary-eyed, a few feet away.
"Take your cat from Hell." He said, and then plopped onto a sofa perpinidcular to Zephyr's chair.
"Sometimes I wonder about her." He said.
"Oh, I know." Zephyr said. "It's taking all the self control I possess not to just chuck her out the window right now."
Tweek looked up at Zephyr, horrified.
"Kidding." Zephyr assured her cat.
George was already snoring as he slumbered away on his couch. Sensing the perfect opportunity, Zephyr got up, carrying Tweek, and dropped the small black cat onto George's head. Needless to say, george was awake instantly.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!" George leapt up to his feet, and Tweek hit the ground. She looked from George, to Zephyr, and decided this room was a little too exciting for her. Having come to that decision, she promptly trotted out and up the stairs. A few short minutes later, Fred stumbled down the stairs mumbling something about Zephyr and her "Demon Cat".
Zephyr sighed. "Anyone up for breakfast?"
"Sure." Fred yawned. "Why not?"
"Back here in ten minutes." Zephyr stated. And they all went to become dressed.
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They exited the portrait hole, only to find Chloe standing there, conversing with the Fat Lady.
"Took you long enough!" She said to them. Then she turned to the Fat Lady "Nice talking to you."
"Anytime dear."
They then departed for breakfast. Along the way, they ran into Peeves, who began whispering to Chloe about something. Chloe giggled hysterically. In the history of Hogwarts, I'm pretty sure that Chloe was the first living being to befriend Peeves.
They finally made it down to the Great Hall, and sat down to eat.
" I really can't wait for quidditch to start." Zephyr said enthusiastically. I swear on everything holy, that if you looked into her eyes, you could see plans forming in her head.
"I wonder who we're going to get for seeker this year." George said.
"I hope he's good." Fred said. "Gryffindor hasn't won the cup since Charlie left."
"Well, knowing Oliver," Zephyr said, "I'm pretty sure he wouldn't even let a half rate seeker get even halfway through the tryout."
Chloe tried to comment, but her mouth was full of eggs and pancakes.
After eating breakfast, they went to check their schedules.
"Oh no," Zephyr whispered. "Potions with Chloe."
"I heard that!" Chloe said.
"And it's our first class!" Zephyr went on, ignoring Chloe (a big mistake on her part) "I don't want to deal with Snape that early in the morning!"
"I WILL NOT BE IGNORED!!" Chloe yelled, jumping on Zephyr and giving her a wet willy. The passers by just sighed and gave the explinations to anyone who didn't know. The universal explination? She's Chloe. Yes, her oddness had been accepted by the school, and people generally tried to ignore her, until they learned that she would not be ignored. Then, they pretended to pay attention while ignoring her. But Chloe was very perceptive on these matters, and refused to be ignored. Now they had just learned to deal with her, and wonder how Fred, George, and Zephyr managed to do it on a daily basis.
Zephyr pulled herself to her feet.
"Anyway," Chloe said, acting as if nothing had happened, "don't worry about potions class." she draped her arm around Zephyr on one side, and Fred on the other. "Being with me will make it all better."
Zephyr just stared at her. Finally, she sighed and removed Chloe's arm from her shoulder.
"Let's go get ready for class."
And off they went, by way of many secret passages so as to get there sooner.
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Zephyr: Ha, hahahaha, AND THERE WAS MUCH INSANE LAUGHTER!!
Brimstone: Why?
Zephyr: I really don't know.
Brimstone: riiiight.