Hello! I'm done with chapter 4!! *skips around merrily* Yayers! This
chapter was done quite quickly, so it may not be perfect, please forgive me
*grovels at the feet of readers and begins nibbling on their toes*
Mmmm.tasty toes! But, as my dear S.D. Chesko knows, her toes are the best
tasting out of all the toes in the world, except, perhaps, K.D. Tolings.I
drool at the thought (hee hee, just kidding K.D. I know I've never nibbled
your toes, don't kill me) Anyway, now, on to the story!!!!! *cackles
evilly*
Chapter 4: Lockets and Socks
"Hermione! Hermione! Looky at what I found!" Ron said excitedly as he came through the portrait hole, waving the envelope around in the air doing a sort of dance that resembled the ever-so-popular potty dance.
Hermione looked over towards the voice, but when she realized who it was, she turned back and ignored the little bouncing fireball, which was Ron, and continued looking through the books that Harry found on Egyptian ways.
Noticing that she probably wasn't going to rush over to him and excitedly as what was so important, Ron bounded over to Hermione, skipping happily. He tossed the envelope on Hermione's lap and said, "I found it in the library. Look! It says you name on it!" Ron said excitedly, hoping that this good thing that he did would make Hermione happier with him.
Out of curiosity, Hermione opened the envelope. It contained tow things. Hermione first took out the letter, and read through it a fist time. "It's from the same person." She gasped when she finished it.
"Oh, oh! Read it to us Hermione!" Harry said, as he peed himself from the excitement. "Actually, could you wait until I clean myself and get changed?" Harry asked as he dashed off to the dormitory to change his clothes. He looked around his trunk, searching desperately for something to wear. Just then, he realized that it was laundry day and all of his clothes were being washed. "Oh crap!" Harry said as he searched for ANYTHING to wear. "Hmmm" Harry thought about his only choice and figured that it was, in some strange way, better than walking around all day with piss stains on his pants and cloak.
Hermione and Ron burst out into laughter as their friend came down the stairs, wearing only a pink, fuzzy sock that Dobby had given him for Christmas over the essentials, held up by a solitary strand of baby blue yarn. "Nice outfit Harry" Ron said through many giggles and snorts. "Harry, just a tiny question," Hermione said through a fit of laughter, "Do you have anything covering your butt?!" She motioned for him to turn around. With quite a bit of protest, Harry turned around, slowly, so nothing would pop out of the sock, to reveal his buttocks, which was merely painted pink, to match the sock. At the sight of that, his two friends nearly wet themselves too.
Just then, the portrait hole slammed shut, and Seamus walked in upon the three of them. Who, if you ask me, were in quite an awkward position. With Ron and Hermione googling at Harry's 'outfit'.
Seamus, seeming to be turned on by Harry's outfit, ran up and slapped Harry's butt repeatedly, watching it jiggle every time, and laughing idiotically.
"Umm. . .Seamus" Hermione began "We are kind of having a private conversation, could you please stop slapping Harry's but and leave?"
"Oh, yeah, sure." Seamus pinched Harry's butt, and was about to leave, when he got a brilliant idea. He ran behind Harry, and untied the yarn, which was keeping the sock up. Harry was completely exposed form the waist down. Everyone shrieked and turned away in horror.
"Ahhhhh! It's the attack of the tiny, green dick!" Ron screamed as he covered his eyes in fright. Harry, whose face was as red as a tomato, quickly pulled his sock over his (A/N: Should I say it? It would rhyme. Ok, I will) cock, and tied the string hastily. (A/N: I just can't help it, I like to rhyme, it makes me feel special when things in my story rhymes)
"Is it safe to look?" Hermione asked as she peered meekly through her hands. "Ok, it is. He's got his sock on." Ron and Seamus opened their eyes, and let out a sigh of relief at the sight of a as-covered-as- possible-at-the-time Harry.
"Well, ok you guys, I'm sorry about that. I'll go now. Oh, and Harry. . ." Seamus ran over to Harry again, and whispered in his ear, "I'll se you tonight, my little tiny dicked wonder." At that, Seamus ran off to the dorm to do God-knows-what to God-knows-who.
Harry sat down and asked once again for Hermione to read them the letter. "Oh yes, that. Ok, Here is goes. . ." Hermione began to read the letter.
"Dearest Hermione,
I am having someone else write these letters for me, so you will not be able to recognize my writing, and for another reason, which I dare not say. I watch you, admiringly, every day, I adore every move you make. I would love some day to brush your hair out though. That big, bushy mess sometimes frightens me. I am afraid that it may swallow a small child any day now, but you hairiness is irrelevant to the reason I am writing. If you are reading this letter, you obviously found my clue in the first note. (There will be clues to the next letter in every letter, and finally, one day, when I gather up the nerve, I will write you one final letter, giving my name) You had obviously found out that the last one was written in Hieroglyphics, and this note was hidden in the book titled, What Drugs Were Egyptians Doing When They Came Up With Hieroglyphics? The clue for this letter can be found in the other item, which I hope is to your liking.
Your Little Snuggle Pooh."
"Well. . ." Harry began as he cautiously held his sock close to him "That explains things a little better, I guess."
"What is the other thing in the envelope?" Ron asked eagerly. Hermione lifted a silver locket in the shape of a piece of crap out of the envelope. "Oh, shiny!" Ron said mesmerized by the glow of the silver.
"Oh, look, there's an engraving on the front. It says: From Snuggle Pooh XOX." Hermione opened the locket, and in doing so, a little folded up piece of paper fell to the ground. Hermione picked it up, and unfolded it carefully. "It looks like a picture of a classroom." Hermione said "It looks somewhat familiar, but I just can't remember where I've seen a classroom like this before."
Ron sighed, "Here we go again!"
(a/n: wasn't it gorgeous? Of course, I know y'all loved it, and now y'all are asking for more, (in country hick voice) well, in order to git more, ya gotta review this here story, it ain't matter if ya hate it, review anyway and tell me what ya hated most! Thank you to my adoring fans and my drug dealer Renny!
S.D. Chesko: I am very amazed that you were speechless, wow! You are always talking and I, the Great Poopy, made you stop! I am honored. *begins nibbling on your toes*
Renny: Thanks for the heroin, it really spiced up me and S.D.'s nibble fest. I speak like a valley girl and sometimes it shows in the way I write, I try to hide it though, and was doing good. . .until HERMIONE!! Damn her!!!!!!
Chapter 4: Lockets and Socks
"Hermione! Hermione! Looky at what I found!" Ron said excitedly as he came through the portrait hole, waving the envelope around in the air doing a sort of dance that resembled the ever-so-popular potty dance.
Hermione looked over towards the voice, but when she realized who it was, she turned back and ignored the little bouncing fireball, which was Ron, and continued looking through the books that Harry found on Egyptian ways.
Noticing that she probably wasn't going to rush over to him and excitedly as what was so important, Ron bounded over to Hermione, skipping happily. He tossed the envelope on Hermione's lap and said, "I found it in the library. Look! It says you name on it!" Ron said excitedly, hoping that this good thing that he did would make Hermione happier with him.
Out of curiosity, Hermione opened the envelope. It contained tow things. Hermione first took out the letter, and read through it a fist time. "It's from the same person." She gasped when she finished it.
"Oh, oh! Read it to us Hermione!" Harry said, as he peed himself from the excitement. "Actually, could you wait until I clean myself and get changed?" Harry asked as he dashed off to the dormitory to change his clothes. He looked around his trunk, searching desperately for something to wear. Just then, he realized that it was laundry day and all of his clothes were being washed. "Oh crap!" Harry said as he searched for ANYTHING to wear. "Hmmm" Harry thought about his only choice and figured that it was, in some strange way, better than walking around all day with piss stains on his pants and cloak.
Hermione and Ron burst out into laughter as their friend came down the stairs, wearing only a pink, fuzzy sock that Dobby had given him for Christmas over the essentials, held up by a solitary strand of baby blue yarn. "Nice outfit Harry" Ron said through many giggles and snorts. "Harry, just a tiny question," Hermione said through a fit of laughter, "Do you have anything covering your butt?!" She motioned for him to turn around. With quite a bit of protest, Harry turned around, slowly, so nothing would pop out of the sock, to reveal his buttocks, which was merely painted pink, to match the sock. At the sight of that, his two friends nearly wet themselves too.
Just then, the portrait hole slammed shut, and Seamus walked in upon the three of them. Who, if you ask me, were in quite an awkward position. With Ron and Hermione googling at Harry's 'outfit'.
Seamus, seeming to be turned on by Harry's outfit, ran up and slapped Harry's butt repeatedly, watching it jiggle every time, and laughing idiotically.
"Umm. . .Seamus" Hermione began "We are kind of having a private conversation, could you please stop slapping Harry's but and leave?"
"Oh, yeah, sure." Seamus pinched Harry's butt, and was about to leave, when he got a brilliant idea. He ran behind Harry, and untied the yarn, which was keeping the sock up. Harry was completely exposed form the waist down. Everyone shrieked and turned away in horror.
"Ahhhhh! It's the attack of the tiny, green dick!" Ron screamed as he covered his eyes in fright. Harry, whose face was as red as a tomato, quickly pulled his sock over his (A/N: Should I say it? It would rhyme. Ok, I will) cock, and tied the string hastily. (A/N: I just can't help it, I like to rhyme, it makes me feel special when things in my story rhymes)
"Is it safe to look?" Hermione asked as she peered meekly through her hands. "Ok, it is. He's got his sock on." Ron and Seamus opened their eyes, and let out a sigh of relief at the sight of a as-covered-as- possible-at-the-time Harry.
"Well, ok you guys, I'm sorry about that. I'll go now. Oh, and Harry. . ." Seamus ran over to Harry again, and whispered in his ear, "I'll se you tonight, my little tiny dicked wonder." At that, Seamus ran off to the dorm to do God-knows-what to God-knows-who.
Harry sat down and asked once again for Hermione to read them the letter. "Oh yes, that. Ok, Here is goes. . ." Hermione began to read the letter.
"Dearest Hermione,
I am having someone else write these letters for me, so you will not be able to recognize my writing, and for another reason, which I dare not say. I watch you, admiringly, every day, I adore every move you make. I would love some day to brush your hair out though. That big, bushy mess sometimes frightens me. I am afraid that it may swallow a small child any day now, but you hairiness is irrelevant to the reason I am writing. If you are reading this letter, you obviously found my clue in the first note. (There will be clues to the next letter in every letter, and finally, one day, when I gather up the nerve, I will write you one final letter, giving my name) You had obviously found out that the last one was written in Hieroglyphics, and this note was hidden in the book titled, What Drugs Were Egyptians Doing When They Came Up With Hieroglyphics? The clue for this letter can be found in the other item, which I hope is to your liking.
Your Little Snuggle Pooh."
"Well. . ." Harry began as he cautiously held his sock close to him "That explains things a little better, I guess."
"What is the other thing in the envelope?" Ron asked eagerly. Hermione lifted a silver locket in the shape of a piece of crap out of the envelope. "Oh, shiny!" Ron said mesmerized by the glow of the silver.
"Oh, look, there's an engraving on the front. It says: From Snuggle Pooh XOX." Hermione opened the locket, and in doing so, a little folded up piece of paper fell to the ground. Hermione picked it up, and unfolded it carefully. "It looks like a picture of a classroom." Hermione said "It looks somewhat familiar, but I just can't remember where I've seen a classroom like this before."
Ron sighed, "Here we go again!"
(a/n: wasn't it gorgeous? Of course, I know y'all loved it, and now y'all are asking for more, (in country hick voice) well, in order to git more, ya gotta review this here story, it ain't matter if ya hate it, review anyway and tell me what ya hated most! Thank you to my adoring fans and my drug dealer Renny!
S.D. Chesko: I am very amazed that you were speechless, wow! You are always talking and I, the Great Poopy, made you stop! I am honored. *begins nibbling on your toes*
Renny: Thanks for the heroin, it really spiced up me and S.D.'s nibble fest. I speak like a valley girl and sometimes it shows in the way I write, I try to hide it though, and was doing good. . .until HERMIONE!! Damn her!!!!!!