Yeah. I'm BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! YAY! Anyway, I'm gonna do a lot of switching around this
chapter, so PAY ATTENTION!
Chaos was loose in the house. Everybody was on end, especially the normal people. Claire
and Ron were supposed to be watch 'the crew', but actually way from everybody, doing...
um... stuff. Yeah. That's it. Harry was running around, screaming "Voulez vous coucher avec
moi ce soir?!!!" at the top of his lungs. (That seemed to be the only lyrics he knew.) Stephanie
was tied to a chair, far, far away from anything sharp or painful. Leanna and Draco had taken on
the job of finding Hermione. And, finally, Neville had been locked in the boys room, and was
making strange sounds. (A/N: AMERICAN PIE!!!!)
"I've looked everywhere!" Draco said in frustration.
"She has to be here somewhere! Where could she have gone?"
"How things are going now, she could be anywhere!" Just as they were passing through the
classrooms on the other side of the school, they saw a figure by room 6.
"Hermione?!" Leanna yelled. The figure just stood there.
"Do we have to go after her? Why can't we just leaver her here?" Draco said, turning around.
"We can't do that! Wait, maybe we can, but, ARGH!" They walk briskly toward the statue-like
thingmabober. As they got closer, they noticed that it was Hermione. She was just standing there.
When they got up to her, she had that glazed look in her eyes.
"Herman?" Leanna asked. She just stood there.
"Ah, well. Just leave 'er." Leanna huffed, and continued to interrogate Hermione.
"Hermione? What's wrong?" Nothing.
"Hermione? Can you here me?" Still nothing.
"Hermione? What the heck is wrong with..." *slap!* Draco slapped Hermione across the face.
"What was that for?!" Leanna asked, shocked.
"Well, to see if she would react." She hadn't. She just stood there, blinking. Just as Leanna
and Draco were about to figure out how to get her back to the house, she moved.
"What up, yizno?" She said, bobbing her head and throwing her hand up into a high-five position.
They both gave a quizzical look.
"What up in da hiiiiiiiiiiz?" (Leanna and Draco: *blink, blink*)
"Um... Hermione?"
"Who is this 'Hermione', yo? I am Griznanger, foolio!"
"Um... yeah. Anyway, 'Griznanger', maybe we should take you back to the house." Draco insisted.
It was the first sign of affection that Leanna had seen. (Well, except for that time in the game
room...)
"Yo, homes, I don't live in no house! I'm a child of the hiz!"
"What's a 'child of the hiz'?" Draco asked.
"OMG! It's spizneak! She's talking in spizneak!" Leanna said unexpectedly. They just looked at
her.
"Spizneak! It's a language that Claire and I made up! Nobody could figure it out! We just dropped
it after a while, but it's alive and kickin' again!" They continued to look at her. Leanna took
an impatient breath, and said, "'Hiz' is 'house'. What she's saying is in spizneak, and a little
bit of ghetto. That's all." Draco stood with a look of incomprehension.
"Argh! Never mind!" She took Hermione by the arm, and pulled.
"Ciznome'iznom Hiznerman, wizne iznare giznowing biznack tizknew thizne hiznouse."
"Kiz." Hermione said, and followed Leanna. Draco was right behind them.
They walked in the door, and pulled Hermione in.
"Sup, homes?" She said to everybody. The only people in sight were Harry (who had now graduated
to singing "Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous" by Good Charlotte) and Stephanie (who was
still tied to the chair). Ron and Claire emerged through the other door, and strange noises were
coming from the boy's bathroom. They all just looked at her.
"Spizneaker." Leanna said to Claire.
"OMG, I forgot all about that!" She said back. Ron and Draco looked clueless. Leanna led Hermione
over to the couch, and sat down.
"What are we going to do about all of this?"
"I dunno." Said Ron. "I put a message in Dumbledore's inbox, but knowing him, it's gonna take a
while for a response." A high-pitched screech shot across the house."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! OMG! OMG! WHAT'S GOING ON?! WHERE AM I?!" It was Stephanie. Claire ran over
to her.
"Steph, I mean, Buffy, what's wrong?"
"I'm not Buffy. Buffy is back in Sunnydale. I'm Willow, can't you tell? Who are you?" Everybody
was turned around looking at her.
"I, um, I..." There was a huge BANG! On the bathroom door.
"Lemme out!" It was Neville.
"I'll go check it out." Leanna said, and went towards the bathroom. Harry stopped dead in the
middle of the song. He walked up to Draco.
"Tell me I'm beautiful." He said.
"What?"
"Tell me I'm beautiful."
"Um..."
"What? So that's it? You don't love me anymore, do you?"
"Uh... er..."
"I gave you the best years of my life!"
"I... um... what?"
"You men are all the same! All you think about is getting some! Is that all I was to you? Just a
sex kitten? HUH?"
"Wait a min..."
"Well lemme tell you somethin, mister! You aren't exactly the best in the bedroom!"
"What? How do..." Hermione was laughing.
"Shut up!" Draco yelled at her. Leanna yelled from the bathroom, "You guys, something's going on!
Neville thinks that he has a wife that's cheating on him."
"I know!" Said Claire. "And Steph really does think she's Willow."
"And Harry thinks that I slept with him!" Yelled Draco. Everybody laughed.
A/N: So, what's going on here? What is happening to everybody? Wait for chap 12 to see!
chapter, so PAY ATTENTION!
Chaos was loose in the house. Everybody was on end, especially the normal people. Claire
and Ron were supposed to be watch 'the crew', but actually way from everybody, doing...
um... stuff. Yeah. That's it. Harry was running around, screaming "Voulez vous coucher avec
moi ce soir?!!!" at the top of his lungs. (That seemed to be the only lyrics he knew.) Stephanie
was tied to a chair, far, far away from anything sharp or painful. Leanna and Draco had taken on
the job of finding Hermione. And, finally, Neville had been locked in the boys room, and was
making strange sounds. (A/N: AMERICAN PIE!!!!)
"I've looked everywhere!" Draco said in frustration.
"She has to be here somewhere! Where could she have gone?"
"How things are going now, she could be anywhere!" Just as they were passing through the
classrooms on the other side of the school, they saw a figure by room 6.
"Hermione?!" Leanna yelled. The figure just stood there.
"Do we have to go after her? Why can't we just leaver her here?" Draco said, turning around.
"We can't do that! Wait, maybe we can, but, ARGH!" They walk briskly toward the statue-like
thingmabober. As they got closer, they noticed that it was Hermione. She was just standing there.
When they got up to her, she had that glazed look in her eyes.
"Herman?" Leanna asked. She just stood there.
"Ah, well. Just leave 'er." Leanna huffed, and continued to interrogate Hermione.
"Hermione? What's wrong?" Nothing.
"Hermione? Can you here me?" Still nothing.
"Hermione? What the heck is wrong with..." *slap!* Draco slapped Hermione across the face.
"What was that for?!" Leanna asked, shocked.
"Well, to see if she would react." She hadn't. She just stood there, blinking. Just as Leanna
and Draco were about to figure out how to get her back to the house, she moved.
"What up, yizno?" She said, bobbing her head and throwing her hand up into a high-five position.
They both gave a quizzical look.
"What up in da hiiiiiiiiiiz?" (Leanna and Draco: *blink, blink*)
"Um... Hermione?"
"Who is this 'Hermione', yo? I am Griznanger, foolio!"
"Um... yeah. Anyway, 'Griznanger', maybe we should take you back to the house." Draco insisted.
It was the first sign of affection that Leanna had seen. (Well, except for that time in the game
room...)
"Yo, homes, I don't live in no house! I'm a child of the hiz!"
"What's a 'child of the hiz'?" Draco asked.
"OMG! It's spizneak! She's talking in spizneak!" Leanna said unexpectedly. They just looked at
her.
"Spizneak! It's a language that Claire and I made up! Nobody could figure it out! We just dropped
it after a while, but it's alive and kickin' again!" They continued to look at her. Leanna took
an impatient breath, and said, "'Hiz' is 'house'. What she's saying is in spizneak, and a little
bit of ghetto. That's all." Draco stood with a look of incomprehension.
"Argh! Never mind!" She took Hermione by the arm, and pulled.
"Ciznome'iznom Hiznerman, wizne iznare giznowing biznack tizknew thizne hiznouse."
"Kiz." Hermione said, and followed Leanna. Draco was right behind them.
They walked in the door, and pulled Hermione in.
"Sup, homes?" She said to everybody. The only people in sight were Harry (who had now graduated
to singing "Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous" by Good Charlotte) and Stephanie (who was
still tied to the chair). Ron and Claire emerged through the other door, and strange noises were
coming from the boy's bathroom. They all just looked at her.
"Spizneaker." Leanna said to Claire.
"OMG, I forgot all about that!" She said back. Ron and Draco looked clueless. Leanna led Hermione
over to the couch, and sat down.
"What are we going to do about all of this?"
"I dunno." Said Ron. "I put a message in Dumbledore's inbox, but knowing him, it's gonna take a
while for a response." A high-pitched screech shot across the house."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! OMG! OMG! WHAT'S GOING ON?! WHERE AM I?!" It was Stephanie. Claire ran over
to her.
"Steph, I mean, Buffy, what's wrong?"
"I'm not Buffy. Buffy is back in Sunnydale. I'm Willow, can't you tell? Who are you?" Everybody
was turned around looking at her.
"I, um, I..." There was a huge BANG! On the bathroom door.
"Lemme out!" It was Neville.
"I'll go check it out." Leanna said, and went towards the bathroom. Harry stopped dead in the
middle of the song. He walked up to Draco.
"Tell me I'm beautiful." He said.
"What?"
"Tell me I'm beautiful."
"Um..."
"What? So that's it? You don't love me anymore, do you?"
"Uh... er..."
"I gave you the best years of my life!"
"I... um... what?"
"You men are all the same! All you think about is getting some! Is that all I was to you? Just a
sex kitten? HUH?"
"Wait a min..."
"Well lemme tell you somethin, mister! You aren't exactly the best in the bedroom!"
"What? How do..." Hermione was laughing.
"Shut up!" Draco yelled at her. Leanna yelled from the bathroom, "You guys, something's going on!
Neville thinks that he has a wife that's cheating on him."
"I know!" Said Claire. "And Steph really does think she's Willow."
"And Harry thinks that I slept with him!" Yelled Draco. Everybody laughed.
A/N: So, what's going on here? What is happening to everybody? Wait for chap 12 to see!