Chapter Three -
As Draco was being taken away, crying because he had dropped one of his powerpuff girls. We heard the loud beating of drums and chanting coming from upstairs.
We followed the sounds, to the Gryffindor common room entrance. "Harry smoked Pot and the Philosopher got stoned" we whispered to the lady in the portrait.
We continued to follow the drums up to the girls dormitory, where we saw a message written in what looked like blood, but smelt like rasberry jam. It read: Go Away! I busy now! No-body here!
We ignored this harsh warning and entered the dark room lit by a huge bomb fire in the middle of the room.
"Hissss ahhhh," We heard. We saw a young girl covered in body paint of green and blue.
It wasn't until I got closer that I realised it was Hermione Granger.
"Ggggggggrrruuugggggggghhhhh!" she spitted. "I am the tribal women of the bush, XENA! Warrior Witch!"
"Why are you wearing your underwear on your head?" I asked.
"Shh!! Dont you hear them?! I knew it!! Oliver has sent his invisible friends to destroy me, quick!! Put on these sacred parchments, they will protect you!!" she ordered.
"Uhh Hermione, this is just toilet paper with your name written on it." I informed.
"Never speak ill of the parchment! It tells future." she said jumping up and down.
"Umm thats well and good Hermione, but you shouldn't have used it before hand." I said holing it away from my face.
"Noo!!! The evil spirits have gotten to it!" she screams snatching it from my hands and throwing it to the fire, where small ghost like creatures escaped through the window.
Hermione then turned from us and continued to dance around the fire. In this state, I didn't want to tell her, her pants where on fire.
She continued over to her bed where she picked up another spellbook and threw it to the fire.
"Goodbye Transfiguration...Goodbye History of Magic... Goodbye Hermiones Diary... Noooo!!!! Not the diary!" she screams in anguish.
She thens sits down which is lucky seeing the fire was about to burn through her underwear, with black smoke bellowing from her bottom she gets up again turns to us and hollers like her hero Xena:
"Oooooeeellllaaaoeeeeooooollllaaaaaoooooo!"
She starts running around the room, jumping from bed to bed, pretending to grab vines like Tarzan, but she forgot one of the beds had moved. She fell to the floor.
She looks over and smiles.
"Wow, so thats where I put my dirty magazines. Hello Ralph, we meet again..." she snickers with a grin.
"Are you alright?" I ask.
"Don touch me! An injured warrior cant be helped! I'm done for, go on without me!"
"Uhhh go where exactly?"
"I dont care! I can look after myself," she says moving her legs until shes running in circles sideways.
Getting bored with her running in circles for ten minutes I pick her up.
Just then the door opened.
"Ahhh!! Hisssss!!" Hermione screamed again,
"The light! It is burning me! I'm melting, I'm melting."
I looked over to see Ginny Wealsey standing at the door.
"Oh my gosh! Get down on the floor! Your hair is on fire!" Hermione scrabbles to her feet and starts bashing Ginnys head with a towel.
Ginny runs over to a mirror.
"OMG your right!" She squeals hitting her head with two hands, making strange noises.
Ginny turn on the tap and starts throwing water on her face and head but her hair continues to be red. She keeps throwing water until she put out Hermiones bombfire.
"Nooo!! The sacred fire!" Hermione yells.
"Your waters broken! This waters no good! No no this will never do! I know the lake! Ahhhhh!!!" Ginny screams running from the room, a piece of Hermiones 'sacred parchment' stuck under her shoe.
I look out the window to see her running wildly in her underwear with her shirt over her head and screaming as she jumps into the water.
I shake my head and pull out my own 'sacred parchment' and tick off the names Hermione and Ginny.
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As Draco was being taken away, crying because he had dropped one of his powerpuff girls. We heard the loud beating of drums and chanting coming from upstairs.
We followed the sounds, to the Gryffindor common room entrance. "Harry smoked Pot and the Philosopher got stoned" we whispered to the lady in the portrait.
We continued to follow the drums up to the girls dormitory, where we saw a message written in what looked like blood, but smelt like rasberry jam. It read: Go Away! I busy now! No-body here!
We ignored this harsh warning and entered the dark room lit by a huge bomb fire in the middle of the room.
"Hissss ahhhh," We heard. We saw a young girl covered in body paint of green and blue.
It wasn't until I got closer that I realised it was Hermione Granger.
"Ggggggggrrruuugggggggghhhhh!" she spitted. "I am the tribal women of the bush, XENA! Warrior Witch!"
"Why are you wearing your underwear on your head?" I asked.
"Shh!! Dont you hear them?! I knew it!! Oliver has sent his invisible friends to destroy me, quick!! Put on these sacred parchments, they will protect you!!" she ordered.
"Uhh Hermione, this is just toilet paper with your name written on it." I informed.
"Never speak ill of the parchment! It tells future." she said jumping up and down.
"Umm thats well and good Hermione, but you shouldn't have used it before hand." I said holing it away from my face.
"Noo!!! The evil spirits have gotten to it!" she screams snatching it from my hands and throwing it to the fire, where small ghost like creatures escaped through the window.
Hermione then turned from us and continued to dance around the fire. In this state, I didn't want to tell her, her pants where on fire.
She continued over to her bed where she picked up another spellbook and threw it to the fire.
"Goodbye Transfiguration...Goodbye History of Magic... Goodbye Hermiones Diary... Noooo!!!! Not the diary!" she screams in anguish.
She thens sits down which is lucky seeing the fire was about to burn through her underwear, with black smoke bellowing from her bottom she gets up again turns to us and hollers like her hero Xena:
"Oooooeeellllaaaoeeeeooooollllaaaaaoooooo!"
She starts running around the room, jumping from bed to bed, pretending to grab vines like Tarzan, but she forgot one of the beds had moved. She fell to the floor.
She looks over and smiles.
"Wow, so thats where I put my dirty magazines. Hello Ralph, we meet again..." she snickers with a grin.
"Are you alright?" I ask.
"Don touch me! An injured warrior cant be helped! I'm done for, go on without me!"
"Uhhh go where exactly?"
"I dont care! I can look after myself," she says moving her legs until shes running in circles sideways.
Getting bored with her running in circles for ten minutes I pick her up.
Just then the door opened.
"Ahhh!! Hisssss!!" Hermione screamed again,
"The light! It is burning me! I'm melting, I'm melting."
I looked over to see Ginny Wealsey standing at the door.
"Oh my gosh! Get down on the floor! Your hair is on fire!" Hermione scrabbles to her feet and starts bashing Ginnys head with a towel.
Ginny runs over to a mirror.
"OMG your right!" She squeals hitting her head with two hands, making strange noises.
Ginny turn on the tap and starts throwing water on her face and head but her hair continues to be red. She keeps throwing water until she put out Hermiones bombfire.
"Nooo!! The sacred fire!" Hermione yells.
"Your waters broken! This waters no good! No no this will never do! I know the lake! Ahhhhh!!!" Ginny screams running from the room, a piece of Hermiones 'sacred parchment' stuck under her shoe.
I look out the window to see her running wildly in her underwear with her shirt over her head and screaming as she jumps into the water.
I shake my head and pull out my own 'sacred parchment' and tick off the names Hermione and Ginny.
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