"I Just Saw Filch Snogging Ms. Norris"
Summary: When a bad idea meets a worse sleep schedule, something like this is what will ensue. Flames accepted, they will be used to make toast! Flagrant H/Hr, and if you haven't guessed, AF/MN.
Disclaimer: I just own a concept that shouldn't be!
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"Tell me again why we are chasing her?" Harry hissed.
"I don't full well know myself..."
Harry and Hermione glared at Ron beneath the invisibility cloak. Suddenly, Ms. Norris Stopped at a dead halt. She scratched a stone near to the floor, and a small door appeared. Obviously, a passage. Ron grunted. There was no way through.
They waited for about a half an hour. They walked around to see where the wall came out, but it was a solid circular wall, and aside from the occasional portrait, there was nothing of use upon it except the small cat-door.
Harry looked at the other two, curious if they thought the same thing. There was a rumor about the school that Filch kept a secret office, but nobody had ever seen evidence, aside from being caught after curfew when nobody seemed to be about. They stood about, dumbed for close to an hour, wondering if they had discovered the holy grail of mischief.
Finally, a tall portal opened in the stones, first a glowing line and then a full passage, and Filch strode out. They began to walk away form him. With a nasty smile on his face, he wandered the opposite direction down the hallway.
Ron suddenly had a terrible, terrible thought.
"D'you think Snape set us up?"
Hermione and Harry turned their head slowly to meet his eye. They looked positively horrified.
"What?"
"D'you think Snape gave us shoddy passes, s'that if someone catches us, we're toast?"
They continued walking in the opposite direction of Filch, quiet a possible.
"That's mad, Ron! Why would he do that?" Hermione snapped.
"Well, gee Herm-"
"Don't call me that!" She hissed.
"-he only hates us and wants us to catch hell every time we can, I mean, what could possibly be his reason! Gawd, you always defend the teachers."
"Harry?"
"I dunno, it does make sense..."
"Then why are we still here?"
"C'mon, we still have the invisibility cloak!" Harry stepped forward, and the cloak caught on his shoe, exposing them all.
Argus Filch turned the corner of the corridor, and came face to face with the three children.
Ron hated his life.
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Summary: When a bad idea meets a worse sleep schedule, something like this is what will ensue. Flames accepted, they will be used to make toast! Flagrant H/Hr, and if you haven't guessed, AF/MN.
Disclaimer: I just own a concept that shouldn't be!
~~~~~
"Tell me again why we are chasing her?" Harry hissed.
"I don't full well know myself..."
Harry and Hermione glared at Ron beneath the invisibility cloak. Suddenly, Ms. Norris Stopped at a dead halt. She scratched a stone near to the floor, and a small door appeared. Obviously, a passage. Ron grunted. There was no way through.
They waited for about a half an hour. They walked around to see where the wall came out, but it was a solid circular wall, and aside from the occasional portrait, there was nothing of use upon it except the small cat-door.
Harry looked at the other two, curious if they thought the same thing. There was a rumor about the school that Filch kept a secret office, but nobody had ever seen evidence, aside from being caught after curfew when nobody seemed to be about. They stood about, dumbed for close to an hour, wondering if they had discovered the holy grail of mischief.
Finally, a tall portal opened in the stones, first a glowing line and then a full passage, and Filch strode out. They began to walk away form him. With a nasty smile on his face, he wandered the opposite direction down the hallway.
Ron suddenly had a terrible, terrible thought.
"D'you think Snape set us up?"
Hermione and Harry turned their head slowly to meet his eye. They looked positively horrified.
"What?"
"D'you think Snape gave us shoddy passes, s'that if someone catches us, we're toast?"
They continued walking in the opposite direction of Filch, quiet a possible.
"That's mad, Ron! Why would he do that?" Hermione snapped.
"Well, gee Herm-"
"Don't call me that!" She hissed.
"-he only hates us and wants us to catch hell every time we can, I mean, what could possibly be his reason! Gawd, you always defend the teachers."
"Harry?"
"I dunno, it does make sense..."
"Then why are we still here?"
"C'mon, we still have the invisibility cloak!" Harry stepped forward, and the cloak caught on his shoe, exposing them all.
Argus Filch turned the corner of the corridor, and came face to face with the three children.
Ron hated his life.
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