(Disclaimer: I don't own the characters ect.)
***A/N: I'm so happy I got a good review in my e-mail today, which really made my day seeing as I screwed around all week and decided to do a weeks worth of homework in one freakin hour (mind you I was starting to panic) but no, the great Intinua continues on her path of awesomeness to bring the second chapter of a fic I don't even really know the plot to. ^^ if you please, send me advice of what you think should happen!***
Charcters: Same as before (duh!)
(Scene: After Harry Potter and pals decided what they were going to be -Hermione having no choice but to be Minerva- they decided to write a letter to Sirius Balck telling him about Harry's vision. *in the owlery*)
Harry: Its not that big of deal is it?
Hermione: Oh yes, thats what you said last time and look what happened.
(Harry gave a guilty sort of depressed look)
Ron: Stop it Hermione! I mean the man's got enough to deal with, do you have to remind him every five seconds that he made a lowsy mistake!
(Hermione glared at Ron for a moment then looked down at her shoes)
Harry: Umm, yeah so...what should I write.
Hermione and Ron: Oh yeah thats right duh!
Dear Sirius,
I had a vision, Voldemort was wearing a pink frilly dress, what does it all mean?
Sincerly, Harry Potter
(Harry ties the letter on to Hedwig's led and then she flies off. The trio goes back to their common room.)
Hermione: *gasp* I think I figured it out!
Ron: Really? Don't suspose you'll tell us?
(Hermione looks at Ron like hes stupid)
Hermione: Do you think its possible that You-Know-Who will try and come to Dumbledore's Halloween Bash?
Ron: Brilliant deduction Hermione, just one thing...Dumbledore, or do think he's to old to kick You-know-who's bony a$$?
(Hermione looks disgusted)
Hermione: Ron? How do you know it's bony?
Harry: Alright, back to the subject. Is Voldemort that stupid to come to Dumbledore's Halloween party wearing a pink frilly dress?
(Hermione and Ron look at eachother then at harry)
Hermione: Well, uh, no.
Ron: Guess not.
Harry: What are you talking about, of course he is! Or have you forgotten that he'll stop at nothing to TRY and kill me?
(An awkward silence)
Ron: So yeah... Guess what?
Hermione and Harry: What?
Ron: I heard Madam Hooch telling Snape that Lupin's comming to the Halloween bash.
(Hermione giggles)
Hermione: Oh that must have been good, tell me what happened, did his head explode or was he breathing fire?
Ron: Nothing happened actually, he looked happy about it. I tell you, theres just something not right about that man.
Harry: *snorts* What gave it away? His ego? Or his poorly proportioned face?
Hermione: Really, you two, grow up! We shouldn't insult teacher's its not right!
Ron: Yeah, whatever. Snape's an exception.
Harry: Wish he'd get sacked.
Snape: What's that Potter?
( The same cold voice in their common room?! Its a scandal!)
Harry: What are you doing in here?! Can't you find ways to expel your own students?
(Snape gives a light chuckle)
Snape: And miss out on the nice conversation you were having? Why would I want to do that?
Hermione: That doesn't answer the question, How did you get in here?
Snape: Silly girl, I'm a Professor, I, have access to the whole school.
Ron: *mutters* Then access your way into the forbidden forest and stay there. You'll probably be rewarded a trophy for services to the school.
Snape: Whats that Weasley?
Harry: Neville's in the infirmory, so if you must bully someone Snape, you'll know where to look.
(Snape and Harry glared at eachother for about five minutes)
Snape: 20 points from Gryffindor.
(Snape leaves)
Ron: The nerve!
Hermione: I told you, you shouldn't insult the teachers.
Ron: Get off it Hermione!
(Scene 2: Meanwhile Voldemort was preparing for his grand appearence at Dumbledore's Halloween Bash)
Voldemort: Tell me the truth Wormtail, the Red or the blonde, I think I'm vavishing in the bernette.
Wormtail: Y-yes my Lord I agree with your taste.
Voldemort: Don't lie, I know you prefer the blonde!
Wormtail: S-sir I would never...I am your loyal and faithful servant.
Voldemort: Maybe I should ask Malfoy, at least he has taste.
(Wormtail looked hurt)
Voldemort: Don't look sad Wormtail you get to have the very rare privilge as going as my date. Go with the Mauve suit.
Wormtail: Y-yes sir.
Voldemort: You idiot I know you hate the Mauve, you can't lie to me!
***A/N: I'm so happy I got a good review in my e-mail today, which really made my day seeing as I screwed around all week and decided to do a weeks worth of homework in one freakin hour (mind you I was starting to panic) but no, the great Intinua continues on her path of awesomeness to bring the second chapter of a fic I don't even really know the plot to. ^^ if you please, send me advice of what you think should happen!***
Charcters: Same as before (duh!)
(Scene: After Harry Potter and pals decided what they were going to be -Hermione having no choice but to be Minerva- they decided to write a letter to Sirius Balck telling him about Harry's vision. *in the owlery*)
Harry: Its not that big of deal is it?
Hermione: Oh yes, thats what you said last time and look what happened.
(Harry gave a guilty sort of depressed look)
Ron: Stop it Hermione! I mean the man's got enough to deal with, do you have to remind him every five seconds that he made a lowsy mistake!
(Hermione glared at Ron for a moment then looked down at her shoes)
Harry: Umm, yeah so...what should I write.
Hermione and Ron: Oh yeah thats right duh!
Dear Sirius,
I had a vision, Voldemort was wearing a pink frilly dress, what does it all mean?
Sincerly, Harry Potter
(Harry ties the letter on to Hedwig's led and then she flies off. The trio goes back to their common room.)
Hermione: *gasp* I think I figured it out!
Ron: Really? Don't suspose you'll tell us?
(Hermione looks at Ron like hes stupid)
Hermione: Do you think its possible that You-Know-Who will try and come to Dumbledore's Halloween Bash?
Ron: Brilliant deduction Hermione, just one thing...Dumbledore, or do think he's to old to kick You-know-who's bony a$$?
(Hermione looks disgusted)
Hermione: Ron? How do you know it's bony?
Harry: Alright, back to the subject. Is Voldemort that stupid to come to Dumbledore's Halloween party wearing a pink frilly dress?
(Hermione and Ron look at eachother then at harry)
Hermione: Well, uh, no.
Ron: Guess not.
Harry: What are you talking about, of course he is! Or have you forgotten that he'll stop at nothing to TRY and kill me?
(An awkward silence)
Ron: So yeah... Guess what?
Hermione and Harry: What?
Ron: I heard Madam Hooch telling Snape that Lupin's comming to the Halloween bash.
(Hermione giggles)
Hermione: Oh that must have been good, tell me what happened, did his head explode or was he breathing fire?
Ron: Nothing happened actually, he looked happy about it. I tell you, theres just something not right about that man.
Harry: *snorts* What gave it away? His ego? Or his poorly proportioned face?
Hermione: Really, you two, grow up! We shouldn't insult teacher's its not right!
Ron: Yeah, whatever. Snape's an exception.
Harry: Wish he'd get sacked.
Snape: What's that Potter?
( The same cold voice in their common room?! Its a scandal!)
Harry: What are you doing in here?! Can't you find ways to expel your own students?
(Snape gives a light chuckle)
Snape: And miss out on the nice conversation you were having? Why would I want to do that?
Hermione: That doesn't answer the question, How did you get in here?
Snape: Silly girl, I'm a Professor, I, have access to the whole school.
Ron: *mutters* Then access your way into the forbidden forest and stay there. You'll probably be rewarded a trophy for services to the school.
Snape: Whats that Weasley?
Harry: Neville's in the infirmory, so if you must bully someone Snape, you'll know where to look.
(Snape and Harry glared at eachother for about five minutes)
Snape: 20 points from Gryffindor.
(Snape leaves)
Ron: The nerve!
Hermione: I told you, you shouldn't insult the teachers.
Ron: Get off it Hermione!
(Scene 2: Meanwhile Voldemort was preparing for his grand appearence at Dumbledore's Halloween Bash)
Voldemort: Tell me the truth Wormtail, the Red or the blonde, I think I'm vavishing in the bernette.
Wormtail: Y-yes my Lord I agree with your taste.
Voldemort: Don't lie, I know you prefer the blonde!
Wormtail: S-sir I would never...I am your loyal and faithful servant.
Voldemort: Maybe I should ask Malfoy, at least he has taste.
(Wormtail looked hurt)
Voldemort: Don't look sad Wormtail you get to have the very rare privilge as going as my date. Go with the Mauve suit.
Wormtail: Y-yes sir.
Voldemort: You idiot I know you hate the Mauve, you can't lie to me!