"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!
A/N: Sorry it's been so long! Got a little caught up in my other story. This should be fun, though...
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Filch twitched silently for a few moments. The three children were unsure of how to react at first, but after a few moments, Ron decided the best route was that of honesty.
"Erm.... Hello!" Ron put on his most ghastly attempt at a smile, "Erm..... Mr. Filch..."
Argus steamed silently, but after a few moments his lips began to twist into a horrific smile.
"Oh my... Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger, Mr. Weasley... How silly of me, I was expecting you..." He promptly grabbed them by the backs of their robes and began to drag them towards the wall.
"Now, now... What shall we do with the naughty students? " he looked down at Mrs. Norris, who had appeared, seemingly from nowhere. Harry struggled to say something from beneath the cover of both Ron and Hermione's hands. Ron licked his lips silently, but them Hermione piped up.
"Er.....We have passes?" Hermione extended her hand. Filch snatched the paper, and began laughing for a moment until he reached the bottom two lines, after which his face turned a mottled sort of purple-white.
"You....." He stalked up to Hermione, pinning her with his gaze "YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY??"
"no sir we don't!" Ron squeaked.
"SHUDDUP!!!" Filch bellowed. "How damned fool do you lot think I am? To actually believe SNAPE of all people gave you a pass? To walk the halls at midnight?"
Ron laughed weakly while Harry continued to struggle, fire in his eyes now that Filch had gone after his girlfriend.
"AND..." He shuddered, trying to catch his breath, lips quivering, "AND you dare to offer the reason... so... so absurd.... You say you are here to spy on Mrs. Norris and I?"
Hermione shrieked and grabbed the passes, at the bottom of which had now appeared the exact words she dreaded. Ron moaned softly, and Harry immediately fell silent, giving up his struggle.
"To research the activities of a one Argus Filch and his cat, Mrs. Norris." Filch shrieked, "Tell me, are you SERIOUS?"
"We... were, up until now..." Ron whimpered. Harry elbowed him quietly before he said too much.
"YOU... just wait... Just say here, you little rats... I'll get you yet, just wait a moment.... Bugger the rules, it's shackles for you!" He smiled cruelly, and turned, somehow opening the wall, and leaving.
"Norris, keep an eye on them, won't you love? " He growled before shutting their only escape.
At the word 'love', the trio looked at each other with abject horror in their eyes.
Hermione began to walk towards the wall with the door, but was cut off by a spitting Mrs. Norris who arched menacingly before her. She stepped back slightly, glad she had not removed her wand. Harry watched the cat carefully while it settled on the floor and began to groom itself, glaring at them occasionally.
"DAMMIT!" The redhead shrieked.
"Bloody feline..." Ron spat, returning to the others after his own voyage with several scratches on his face and hands. He grimaced through the cuts as Harry and Hermione began dabbing at the wells of blood on his cheeks.
"Really Ron, that wasn't a very wise idea..." Hermione scolded.
"You got a great kick in, though!" Harry began to laugh heartily. Ron smiled at this. Just then, there was a hiss behind them, and George and Fred Weasley burst into the room through the wall, laughing easily, George carrying a rather unconscious-looking Filch over his shoulder. He flipped him into the chair while Harry, Ron, and Hermione gaped.
"You... knocked out an adult!!!" Hermione squeaked.
"Yeah, we've done it before, although I have to give credit to my brother because this one was excellent!" Fred laughed.
"But... how... did you find us?" Harry gaped.
"Oh, that..." George looked at Fred.
"Well" Fred began, "You guys were pretty easy to follow..."
"Norris..." Ron yelped.
"Yeah, we know, you got pretty beat up didn't you?"
"NO! NORRIS!!!" Ron screamed, pointing a shaking finger behind the twins.
The two boys turned, paling slightly at the sight before them. Mrs. Norris arched, larger and larger, eyes suddenly glowing brightly as her body seemed to shake, all until she was roughly the size of a large Siberian tiger. Tail swishing, she blocked the doorway.
"Well..." Fred said shakily.
"This bloody well sucks." George finished.
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!
A/N: Sorry it's been so long! Got a little caught up in my other story. This should be fun, though...
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Filch twitched silently for a few moments. The three children were unsure of how to react at first, but after a few moments, Ron decided the best route was that of honesty.
"Erm.... Hello!" Ron put on his most ghastly attempt at a smile, "Erm..... Mr. Filch..."
Argus steamed silently, but after a few moments his lips began to twist into a horrific smile.
"Oh my... Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger, Mr. Weasley... How silly of me, I was expecting you..." He promptly grabbed them by the backs of their robes and began to drag them towards the wall.
"Now, now... What shall we do with the naughty students? " he looked down at Mrs. Norris, who had appeared, seemingly from nowhere. Harry struggled to say something from beneath the cover of both Ron and Hermione's hands. Ron licked his lips silently, but them Hermione piped up.
"Er.....We have passes?" Hermione extended her hand. Filch snatched the paper, and began laughing for a moment until he reached the bottom two lines, after which his face turned a mottled sort of purple-white.
"You....." He stalked up to Hermione, pinning her with his gaze "YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY??"
"no sir we don't!" Ron squeaked.
"SHUDDUP!!!" Filch bellowed. "How damned fool do you lot think I am? To actually believe SNAPE of all people gave you a pass? To walk the halls at midnight?"
Ron laughed weakly while Harry continued to struggle, fire in his eyes now that Filch had gone after his girlfriend.
"AND..." He shuddered, trying to catch his breath, lips quivering, "AND you dare to offer the reason... so... so absurd.... You say you are here to spy on Mrs. Norris and I?"
Hermione shrieked and grabbed the passes, at the bottom of which had now appeared the exact words she dreaded. Ron moaned softly, and Harry immediately fell silent, giving up his struggle.
"To research the activities of a one Argus Filch and his cat, Mrs. Norris." Filch shrieked, "Tell me, are you SERIOUS?"
"We... were, up until now..." Ron whimpered. Harry elbowed him quietly before he said too much.
"YOU... just wait... Just say here, you little rats... I'll get you yet, just wait a moment.... Bugger the rules, it's shackles for you!" He smiled cruelly, and turned, somehow opening the wall, and leaving.
"Norris, keep an eye on them, won't you love? " He growled before shutting their only escape.
At the word 'love', the trio looked at each other with abject horror in their eyes.
Hermione began to walk towards the wall with the door, but was cut off by a spitting Mrs. Norris who arched menacingly before her. She stepped back slightly, glad she had not removed her wand. Harry watched the cat carefully while it settled on the floor and began to groom itself, glaring at them occasionally.
"DAMMIT!" The redhead shrieked.
"Bloody feline..." Ron spat, returning to the others after his own voyage with several scratches on his face and hands. He grimaced through the cuts as Harry and Hermione began dabbing at the wells of blood on his cheeks.
"Really Ron, that wasn't a very wise idea..." Hermione scolded.
"You got a great kick in, though!" Harry began to laugh heartily. Ron smiled at this. Just then, there was a hiss behind them, and George and Fred Weasley burst into the room through the wall, laughing easily, George carrying a rather unconscious-looking Filch over his shoulder. He flipped him into the chair while Harry, Ron, and Hermione gaped.
"You... knocked out an adult!!!" Hermione squeaked.
"Yeah, we've done it before, although I have to give credit to my brother because this one was excellent!" Fred laughed.
"But... how... did you find us?" Harry gaped.
"Oh, that..." George looked at Fred.
"Well" Fred began, "You guys were pretty easy to follow..."
"Norris..." Ron yelped.
"Yeah, we know, you got pretty beat up didn't you?"
"NO! NORRIS!!!" Ron screamed, pointing a shaking finger behind the twins.
The two boys turned, paling slightly at the sight before them. Mrs. Norris arched, larger and larger, eyes suddenly glowing brightly as her body seemed to shake, all until she was roughly the size of a large Siberian tiger. Tail swishing, she blocked the doorway.
"Well..." Fred said shakily.
"This bloody well sucks." George finished.