Second Disclaimer thing: Right... um, well, I don't own Harry
Potter or any of the wizards/witches in this part of the story. They belong to
J.K. Rowling. And unfortunately, so does Hogwarts :( Boo hoo, I wanna own
Hoggywarts! *buys plane tickets to London* What? Don't be fooled... I'm not
planning on trying to find and take over Hogwarts! *hides her book, titled: "How
to Find and Take Over Hogwarts"* Ehheehehehee... :D
More stuffs: Yay, I got me some reviews! Wahoo! *huggles the reviewers* They like me, they really like me! *sniffles* Erm, I mean, they like the story! So far, at least! Yayness!
amri-dragmire: The next chapter is right here. I didn't mean for it to take this long. You see, this creature that lives with me... some people might call him my brother... well, he just got a new computer game about a week ago, and has been hogging the puter quite a bit -_-' Argh...
Ahem, okay then... Thankies to all my reviewers ^_^ I might do a more personal thank-you later on, but not now... cause I'm too lazy, haha! :P Right then, on with the story!
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Points, Wheelchairs, and No Magic
Deep in the smelly... erm, I mean, 'dark and musty' dungeons at the Hogwarts School of Evi- er, 'Witchcraft and Wizardry'... the fifth year students in both the Gryffindor house and the Slytherin house were having a joint lesson... A Potions lesson, to be exact... or trying to, at least... And for some reason, only half the students from each house are there... veeeery strange, if you don't ask me...
Snape: That's it! Twenty points from Gryffindor!
Slytherins: *snigger*
Harry: What?! But we didn't do anything!
Snape: Silence, Potter! And of course you did! You all showed up for class!
Slytherins: *snigger again*
Hermione: *raises hand* But Professor Snape, we were supposed to show up! This was our next class!
Snape: That's it! You can all thank Granger for making you all lose thirty more points!
Slytherins: *snigger even more*
Neville: Thank you, Granger! *pauses* Who's Granger?
Snape: And you can also thank Mister Longbottom here, for making you lose fifty more points! Haha!
Ron: *glares at Neville* It's Hermione! And you just made us lose fifty more points, you ruddy git!
Neville: No I didn't! Mister Londpottom did!
Harry: He said Longbottom, you git!
Neville: Ohhhhh.... *pause* Who's Longbottom?
Ron: *slaps forehead* Oy...
Meanwhile... On the other side of the room... The Slytherins, who find the pointless removal of Gryffindor points very funny, are currently rolling around on the floor, laughing their guts out... literally.
Slytherins: *are rolling around on the floor, laughing their guts out... literally*
See? Told ya...
Crabbe: *stops suddenly* Hey, look! It's my heart! *picks it up*
Goyle: Coooool!!!! Lemme see! *steals the heart*
Crabbe: Hey! Give it back, you clepto! That's mine! *lunges*
Draco: *squeals, speaking in a girly voice* Eeeek! Guys! Like, get that like, thing like, a-way from me! I just like, had like, my nails done, like! And like, I also like, just had my hair like, fixed! Don't like, ruin it with like, all that gross and like, icky blood!
Goyle: *isn't listening to the girly-sounding-and-acting Draco* Noooooooo!!! I wanna hold it, and pet it, and hug it, and feed it! And love it! It's my pet now! You can't have it! *dodges Crabbe*
Crabbe: *crashes into a cauldron* Ow! *leaps up and whirls around, glaring* That's my heart you twit! You better give it back!
Goyle: Gasp! You just called me a biiird! I'm teeeellinnnggg.... *runs off to find Snape, still holding the heart*
Crabbe: Gah! *gets dragged along, since the heart IS still attached and all...*
Draco: *still speaking in girly voice* Like, oh my god! I like, broke a nail! Ahhhhhhhh!!! What like, has this world come too?! *bursts into tears*
Ahem, right... back to the other side of the room we go! The Gryffindors and Snape are still arguing and junk... Points are still being taken away for no reason... blah blah...
Snape: How dare you accuse me of pouring artificial grease onto my hair! A hundred more points from Gryffindor!
Hermione: Great, that leaves us with... negative three hundred and fifty points!
Ron: Thank you, Madam Obvious...
Hermione: Shut up.
Ron: No, you shut up!
Hermione: *frowns* No, you shut up!
Ron: No, YOU!
Hermione: YOU!
Ron: YOOOUUU!!!
Hermione: YYYOOOUUUU.... *pauses* I'm bored, wanna beat up Snape instead?
Ron: *shrugs* Fine by me! *tackles Snape*
Hermione: Yay! *tackles Snape too*
Snape: Ahhh!!! Th-that's it! Tw-tw-two hundred...
Snape is suddenly rendered speechless by a spell Hermione has put on him, using only a mere stick! Wooooow!
Harry: Hey, guys, don't leave me out! I'm the Boy-Who-Lived! I should get the right to beat up Snape too! In fact, I should have more of a right to it than you two! He hates me the most, anyhow!
Hermione: Harry, why are you yelling? We're right here, you know... *is pouring pumpkin juice onto Snape's hair*
Harry: Because it's my right to yell! *kicks Snape*
Ron: *ignoring Herm* Snape hates Harry the most? Ha, no he doesn't! He hates me the most! Always saying, "Weasley, your family is nothing but a bunch of poor, stupid Muggle-lovers!" Or... whatever he says! *pokes Snape in the eye*
Harry: Snape doesn't say that! Draco does, you nitwit. Or he used to, at least, before he... turned... weird... And I still say Snape hates ME the most!
Harry lands a punch upon Snape's long nose, so hard that his nose... begins to bleed! Gasp!
Hermione: Well, you're both wrong! Snape actually hates me the most!
Ron and Harry both pause in their beating up of Snape, to gawk at Hermione.
Ron: YOU?!
Harry: He doesn't hate you!
Hermione: Of course he does! It's because I'm so smart! He's jealous of me!
Ron: Snape... jealous... of YOU? *sniggers*
Hermione: It's not funny, Ron! It's true! Snape is jealous, and that leads to him hating me.
Neville: I actually think you're all wrong!
Ron, Harry, and Hermione all turn to stare wide-eyed at Neville, having forgotten he was even there.
Harry: What... did... you... say?
Neville: I said that I think you're all wrong. Snape really hates me the most.
Hermione: And what makes you think that?
Neville: Well, Snape told me so, of course! He said, "Mr. Longbottom, I hate you the most." He did, he did.
Ron, Harry, & Herm: Ohhhhhhh....
Suddenly, the door to the Potion's dungeon or whatever flies open. In comes Dumbledore, but... what's he sitting on? A chair with wheels?! Oh my!
Dumbledore: Hello everyone! How are my precious students on this fine day?
Hermione: Dumbledore! You're... you're...
Harry: In a wheelchair!
Ron: Yeah, you are! *pauses* What's a wheelchair?
Dumbledore: Huh? *looks down and chuckles* Oh right, I am! Did I forget to tell you? My legs have been made useless! I can no longer walk! It's strange, really...
Hermione: But... but... how could this have happened? You were perfectly fine this morning!
Dumbledore: Yes, I was indeed... *sigh* This morning... it seems so long ago... Like ten years, perhaps...
Ron: *is staring at the 'wheelie chair'*
Hermione: But Professor, it's only been a couple of hours since the morning ended... That's not very long at all...
While they were all talking... well, Hermione and Dumbledore were at least... sort of... Anyhow, while they were all doing whatever, Harry was busy studying the wheel chair... and the wheels.
Harry: Why, this wheel chair is electric!
Hermione: What? No, Harry, it can't... *looks at the chair* Gasp! It... it is electric! But... but... how? Electricity doesn't work here at Hogwarts!
Ron: You're right, it doesn't! *another pause* What's elec..tri..city?
Harry: Apparently it does, Hermione.
Hermione: No... this... cannot be! The magical field around the school is supposed to cancel out electrical fields, meaning electricity won't work here!
Dumbledore: Oh right, that! Well, you see, my wheelchair wouldn't work before and I'm far too lazy to push the wheels myself, so I took down the magical field! Now no one can cast spells or anything! Isn't that just lovely? *grins*
Hermione: You... did... what?
Snape, having been listening to all of this, thankful that the students weren't beating up onto him any longer, gapes at the headmaster person.
Snape: You mean... I've been able to talk this whole time?! *claps hand over mouth* Gasp! I...I...I can speak! *looks at the Gryffi's and grins evilly*
Gryffindors: O_o Eep!
But before Snape could lunge at any of them, Crabbe runs up to him... or was it Goyle? They look so much alike all of a sudden... Oh, no, it was Crabbe, yes... Wait, I mean Goyle. It was Goyle! Yes yes, Goyle...
Goyle: Hey Snape! Mister Snape ma'm, sir... uhhh... whatever you are.
Snape: *eyes narrow* What in Merlin's name do you want, Goyle?!
Goyle: Oh, I don't want a new name, Snape ma'm... sir... I just want to tell you something.
Snape: *glare* What is it, Goyle?! Tell me now, before I cast a hex upon you!
Dumbledore: *shakes head* Not uh... No magic, remember? It's gone! Gone! Gooooooneeee!!! Wheeeeeeeee!!! *spins around in the chair, using the joystick thing to guide it in circles*
Snape: Argh... *mumbles* Bloody git, that headmaster is. *pulls a clump of grease(mixed with pumpkin juice) out of his hair and throws it at Dumbledore* Fear the wrath of my hair grease! Mwaahhaahhahaa!!! *misses* Drat!
Dumbledore: *doesn't even notice* Wheeeeeeeeeeee!!! La la la la laaaaa!!!
Harry: *to Herm* Dumbledore has finally gone bananas...
Hermione: Yep.
Harry: And not exactly in a good way...
Hermione: Yep.
Harry: Is that all you're going to say?
Hermione: Yep.
Harry: -_-' Oy...
Ron: Ooooohh... bananas? I want a banana! Gimme gimme! *hops around, like a monkey, no less*
While Ron acks like a monkey, Dumbledore goes bananas, Harry remains somewhat sane along with Hermione, Neville gets ignored, Snape strangles Goyle, and Crabbe... manages to get his heart back and where it belongs, Draco approaches the group...
Draco: Ahem... Like, what is like, going on here? Why do you guys always like, leave me like, out of everything! *pouts*
Yep, he's still speaking in that like, annoying and like, girly like, voice...like.
Draco: *stomps foot* You guys are like, being so like, totally mean to like, me!
Dumbledore suddenly stops wheeling his chair around in circles and looks at the whiny, pathetic, girly Draco..
Dumbledore: Hey Draco! How's my favoritest person in the whole wide world?
Harry: *gapes* Dr-dr-dr-dr-dr... Draco is your most favorite person in the whole world?!
Dumbledore: *chuckles* No no nooooo... He's my favoritest person in the whole wide world...
Harry: And that should make me feel better, because...?
Dumbledore: Why, cause my most favorite person in the whole world is, in fact, yo-...
Harry: Me?
Dumbledore: You-...
Harry: ME? *grinning*
Dumbledore: You-... Your friend, Hermione!
Harry: *grin fades* WHAT?!
Dumbledore: *nods* Yep, it's Hermione! She's my most favorite person in the whole world!
Hermione: *blushes* Why, Professor Dumbledore! I'm... I'm... I'm...
Harry: Stupid.
Hermione: Gasp! Harry James Potter! How dare you call ME stupid!
Harry: Whaaaat? I didn't call you stupid! All I said was 'Stupid.' It's just one measley little word! Jeeze...
Hermione: But you... Argh, nevermind. Just forget it... *mumbles* You're just jealous...
Harry: What was that?
Hermione: Uhh.. nothing, nothing!
Harry: *glares, before going over to Ron* I don't like Hermione anymore. Ron, are you listening? Roooon....?
Ron is currently busy... sort of.. meaning he's still hopping around like a monkey, searching for a banana or two... or three... or four... or a million!
Harry: *snaps fingers, waving hand* Earth to Ron...
Ron: Banana... Ba..na...na... Banana! Must have banana! *scratches armpits*
Harry: *glare* Fine then! I don't need you either! *walks over to Draco* Hey Draco...
Draco: *pinches nose* Ewww... you like, smell like a loser to me... Like, get away from me! *screeches, before dashing out of the classroom.. dungeon.. thing*
Harry: *goes over to Neville* Uhhh...
Neville: O_o Harry? Harry Potter... is talking... to ME? To MEEEEE?
Harry: Uhhh...
Neville: Wow, this is soooo amazing! I can't believe it! Someone's talking to me! And not just any someone, but Harry Potter himself! Wow! This is great! I... I... I... I can't believe it!
Harry: Uhhh...
Ahem... let's go back over to Snape and Goyle now, who have just recently been joined by Crabbe, shall we? Yes, let's...
Snape: For the last time Goyle, I am not going to make Crabbe give you his heart!
Crabbe: Yay!
Goyle: *cries* But... but why not?
Snape: Because that is just absolutely unheard of! And gross, it's very gross! So shutup about it!
Crabbe: *hugs Snape* Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!
Snape: Ewww, disgusting! Let go of me, right this minute!
Snape tries to shove Crabbe off and away from him, but cannot! Possibly because Crabbe is so fat, and Snape is so... skinny... and bony... and well, not strong at all...
Snape: Gah... must... remove... fat... tub... of lard... away... from... me!
Suddenly, Dumbledore wheels forward, whistling loudly to get their attention..
All: *look at de headmaster*
Dumbledore; Yay, it worked! *clears throat* Ahem... Listen up, please! I have an annoucement! *pauses for a dramatic effect* We're going on a trip! To America! To a town called Bayville!
All: Wow, really?!
Dumbledore: No! Haha, tricked you good didn't I? *starts laughing histerically*
All: Awwww... darn.. *sigh*
Meanwhile, as everyone goes back to whatever he or she was or wasn't doing, Harry begins looking at the wheels on Dumbledore's chair more carefully...
Harry: Hey... I wonder what those large X's are supposed to be for... Hmmm... I guess they're just for decoration...
Or are they....?
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(( Dat was chapter 2! :D Soo... what did everyone think? Yes, I know, most of the charries were rather... odd... especially Draco. But that's the fun of it! To make them act different! Hehe ^_^ Please review and tell me what you think or don't think, or just.. whatever. The next chappy will be the X-men again, and the one after that'll probably be when they all meet for the first time.. dunno yet though, we'll see! ^_^ ))
More stuffs: Yay, I got me some reviews! Wahoo! *huggles the reviewers* They like me, they really like me! *sniffles* Erm, I mean, they like the story! So far, at least! Yayness!
amri-dragmire: The next chapter is right here. I didn't mean for it to take this long. You see, this creature that lives with me... some people might call him my brother... well, he just got a new computer game about a week ago, and has been hogging the puter quite a bit -_-' Argh...
Ahem, okay then... Thankies to all my reviewers ^_^ I might do a more personal thank-you later on, but not now... cause I'm too lazy, haha! :P Right then, on with the story!
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Points, Wheelchairs, and No Magic
Deep in the smelly... erm, I mean, 'dark and musty' dungeons at the Hogwarts School of Evi- er, 'Witchcraft and Wizardry'... the fifth year students in both the Gryffindor house and the Slytherin house were having a joint lesson... A Potions lesson, to be exact... or trying to, at least... And for some reason, only half the students from each house are there... veeeery strange, if you don't ask me...
Snape: That's it! Twenty points from Gryffindor!
Slytherins: *snigger*
Harry: What?! But we didn't do anything!
Snape: Silence, Potter! And of course you did! You all showed up for class!
Slytherins: *snigger again*
Hermione: *raises hand* But Professor Snape, we were supposed to show up! This was our next class!
Snape: That's it! You can all thank Granger for making you all lose thirty more points!
Slytherins: *snigger even more*
Neville: Thank you, Granger! *pauses* Who's Granger?
Snape: And you can also thank Mister Longbottom here, for making you lose fifty more points! Haha!
Ron: *glares at Neville* It's Hermione! And you just made us lose fifty more points, you ruddy git!
Neville: No I didn't! Mister Londpottom did!
Harry: He said Longbottom, you git!
Neville: Ohhhhh.... *pause* Who's Longbottom?
Ron: *slaps forehead* Oy...
Meanwhile... On the other side of the room... The Slytherins, who find the pointless removal of Gryffindor points very funny, are currently rolling around on the floor, laughing their guts out... literally.
Slytherins: *are rolling around on the floor, laughing their guts out... literally*
See? Told ya...
Crabbe: *stops suddenly* Hey, look! It's my heart! *picks it up*
Goyle: Coooool!!!! Lemme see! *steals the heart*
Crabbe: Hey! Give it back, you clepto! That's mine! *lunges*
Draco: *squeals, speaking in a girly voice* Eeeek! Guys! Like, get that like, thing like, a-way from me! I just like, had like, my nails done, like! And like, I also like, just had my hair like, fixed! Don't like, ruin it with like, all that gross and like, icky blood!
Goyle: *isn't listening to the girly-sounding-and-acting Draco* Noooooooo!!! I wanna hold it, and pet it, and hug it, and feed it! And love it! It's my pet now! You can't have it! *dodges Crabbe*
Crabbe: *crashes into a cauldron* Ow! *leaps up and whirls around, glaring* That's my heart you twit! You better give it back!
Goyle: Gasp! You just called me a biiird! I'm teeeellinnnggg.... *runs off to find Snape, still holding the heart*
Crabbe: Gah! *gets dragged along, since the heart IS still attached and all...*
Draco: *still speaking in girly voice* Like, oh my god! I like, broke a nail! Ahhhhhhhh!!! What like, has this world come too?! *bursts into tears*
Ahem, right... back to the other side of the room we go! The Gryffindors and Snape are still arguing and junk... Points are still being taken away for no reason... blah blah...
Snape: How dare you accuse me of pouring artificial grease onto my hair! A hundred more points from Gryffindor!
Hermione: Great, that leaves us with... negative three hundred and fifty points!
Ron: Thank you, Madam Obvious...
Hermione: Shut up.
Ron: No, you shut up!
Hermione: *frowns* No, you shut up!
Ron: No, YOU!
Hermione: YOU!
Ron: YOOOUUU!!!
Hermione: YYYOOOUUUU.... *pauses* I'm bored, wanna beat up Snape instead?
Ron: *shrugs* Fine by me! *tackles Snape*
Hermione: Yay! *tackles Snape too*
Snape: Ahhh!!! Th-that's it! Tw-tw-two hundred...
Snape is suddenly rendered speechless by a spell Hermione has put on him, using only a mere stick! Wooooow!
Harry: Hey, guys, don't leave me out! I'm the Boy-Who-Lived! I should get the right to beat up Snape too! In fact, I should have more of a right to it than you two! He hates me the most, anyhow!
Hermione: Harry, why are you yelling? We're right here, you know... *is pouring pumpkin juice onto Snape's hair*
Harry: Because it's my right to yell! *kicks Snape*
Ron: *ignoring Herm* Snape hates Harry the most? Ha, no he doesn't! He hates me the most! Always saying, "Weasley, your family is nothing but a bunch of poor, stupid Muggle-lovers!" Or... whatever he says! *pokes Snape in the eye*
Harry: Snape doesn't say that! Draco does, you nitwit. Or he used to, at least, before he... turned... weird... And I still say Snape hates ME the most!
Harry lands a punch upon Snape's long nose, so hard that his nose... begins to bleed! Gasp!
Hermione: Well, you're both wrong! Snape actually hates me the most!
Ron and Harry both pause in their beating up of Snape, to gawk at Hermione.
Ron: YOU?!
Harry: He doesn't hate you!
Hermione: Of course he does! It's because I'm so smart! He's jealous of me!
Ron: Snape... jealous... of YOU? *sniggers*
Hermione: It's not funny, Ron! It's true! Snape is jealous, and that leads to him hating me.
Neville: I actually think you're all wrong!
Ron, Harry, and Hermione all turn to stare wide-eyed at Neville, having forgotten he was even there.
Harry: What... did... you... say?
Neville: I said that I think you're all wrong. Snape really hates me the most.
Hermione: And what makes you think that?
Neville: Well, Snape told me so, of course! He said, "Mr. Longbottom, I hate you the most." He did, he did.
Ron, Harry, & Herm: Ohhhhhhh....
Suddenly, the door to the Potion's dungeon or whatever flies open. In comes Dumbledore, but... what's he sitting on? A chair with wheels?! Oh my!
Dumbledore: Hello everyone! How are my precious students on this fine day?
Hermione: Dumbledore! You're... you're...
Harry: In a wheelchair!
Ron: Yeah, you are! *pauses* What's a wheelchair?
Dumbledore: Huh? *looks down and chuckles* Oh right, I am! Did I forget to tell you? My legs have been made useless! I can no longer walk! It's strange, really...
Hermione: But... but... how could this have happened? You were perfectly fine this morning!
Dumbledore: Yes, I was indeed... *sigh* This morning... it seems so long ago... Like ten years, perhaps...
Ron: *is staring at the 'wheelie chair'*
Hermione: But Professor, it's only been a couple of hours since the morning ended... That's not very long at all...
While they were all talking... well, Hermione and Dumbledore were at least... sort of... Anyhow, while they were all doing whatever, Harry was busy studying the wheel chair... and the wheels.
Harry: Why, this wheel chair is electric!
Hermione: What? No, Harry, it can't... *looks at the chair* Gasp! It... it is electric! But... but... how? Electricity doesn't work here at Hogwarts!
Ron: You're right, it doesn't! *another pause* What's elec..tri..city?
Harry: Apparently it does, Hermione.
Hermione: No... this... cannot be! The magical field around the school is supposed to cancel out electrical fields, meaning electricity won't work here!
Dumbledore: Oh right, that! Well, you see, my wheelchair wouldn't work before and I'm far too lazy to push the wheels myself, so I took down the magical field! Now no one can cast spells or anything! Isn't that just lovely? *grins*
Hermione: You... did... what?
Snape, having been listening to all of this, thankful that the students weren't beating up onto him any longer, gapes at the headmaster person.
Snape: You mean... I've been able to talk this whole time?! *claps hand over mouth* Gasp! I...I...I can speak! *looks at the Gryffi's and grins evilly*
Gryffindors: O_o Eep!
But before Snape could lunge at any of them, Crabbe runs up to him... or was it Goyle? They look so much alike all of a sudden... Oh, no, it was Crabbe, yes... Wait, I mean Goyle. It was Goyle! Yes yes, Goyle...
Goyle: Hey Snape! Mister Snape ma'm, sir... uhhh... whatever you are.
Snape: *eyes narrow* What in Merlin's name do you want, Goyle?!
Goyle: Oh, I don't want a new name, Snape ma'm... sir... I just want to tell you something.
Snape: *glare* What is it, Goyle?! Tell me now, before I cast a hex upon you!
Dumbledore: *shakes head* Not uh... No magic, remember? It's gone! Gone! Gooooooneeee!!! Wheeeeeeeee!!! *spins around in the chair, using the joystick thing to guide it in circles*
Snape: Argh... *mumbles* Bloody git, that headmaster is. *pulls a clump of grease(mixed with pumpkin juice) out of his hair and throws it at Dumbledore* Fear the wrath of my hair grease! Mwaahhaahhahaa!!! *misses* Drat!
Dumbledore: *doesn't even notice* Wheeeeeeeeeeee!!! La la la la laaaaa!!!
Harry: *to Herm* Dumbledore has finally gone bananas...
Hermione: Yep.
Harry: And not exactly in a good way...
Hermione: Yep.
Harry: Is that all you're going to say?
Hermione: Yep.
Harry: -_-' Oy...
Ron: Ooooohh... bananas? I want a banana! Gimme gimme! *hops around, like a monkey, no less*
While Ron acks like a monkey, Dumbledore goes bananas, Harry remains somewhat sane along with Hermione, Neville gets ignored, Snape strangles Goyle, and Crabbe... manages to get his heart back and where it belongs, Draco approaches the group...
Draco: Ahem... Like, what is like, going on here? Why do you guys always like, leave me like, out of everything! *pouts*
Yep, he's still speaking in that like, annoying and like, girly like, voice...like.
Draco: *stomps foot* You guys are like, being so like, totally mean to like, me!
Dumbledore suddenly stops wheeling his chair around in circles and looks at the whiny, pathetic, girly Draco..
Dumbledore: Hey Draco! How's my favoritest person in the whole wide world?
Harry: *gapes* Dr-dr-dr-dr-dr... Draco is your most favorite person in the whole world?!
Dumbledore: *chuckles* No no nooooo... He's my favoritest person in the whole wide world...
Harry: And that should make me feel better, because...?
Dumbledore: Why, cause my most favorite person in the whole world is, in fact, yo-...
Harry: Me?
Dumbledore: You-...
Harry: ME? *grinning*
Dumbledore: You-... Your friend, Hermione!
Harry: *grin fades* WHAT?!
Dumbledore: *nods* Yep, it's Hermione! She's my most favorite person in the whole world!
Hermione: *blushes* Why, Professor Dumbledore! I'm... I'm... I'm...
Harry: Stupid.
Hermione: Gasp! Harry James Potter! How dare you call ME stupid!
Harry: Whaaaat? I didn't call you stupid! All I said was 'Stupid.' It's just one measley little word! Jeeze...
Hermione: But you... Argh, nevermind. Just forget it... *mumbles* You're just jealous...
Harry: What was that?
Hermione: Uhh.. nothing, nothing!
Harry: *glares, before going over to Ron* I don't like Hermione anymore. Ron, are you listening? Roooon....?
Ron is currently busy... sort of.. meaning he's still hopping around like a monkey, searching for a banana or two... or three... or four... or a million!
Harry: *snaps fingers, waving hand* Earth to Ron...
Ron: Banana... Ba..na...na... Banana! Must have banana! *scratches armpits*
Harry: *glare* Fine then! I don't need you either! *walks over to Draco* Hey Draco...
Draco: *pinches nose* Ewww... you like, smell like a loser to me... Like, get away from me! *screeches, before dashing out of the classroom.. dungeon.. thing*
Harry: *goes over to Neville* Uhhh...
Neville: O_o Harry? Harry Potter... is talking... to ME? To MEEEEE?
Harry: Uhhh...
Neville: Wow, this is soooo amazing! I can't believe it! Someone's talking to me! And not just any someone, but Harry Potter himself! Wow! This is great! I... I... I... I can't believe it!
Harry: Uhhh...
Ahem... let's go back over to Snape and Goyle now, who have just recently been joined by Crabbe, shall we? Yes, let's...
Snape: For the last time Goyle, I am not going to make Crabbe give you his heart!
Crabbe: Yay!
Goyle: *cries* But... but why not?
Snape: Because that is just absolutely unheard of! And gross, it's very gross! So shutup about it!
Crabbe: *hugs Snape* Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!
Snape: Ewww, disgusting! Let go of me, right this minute!
Snape tries to shove Crabbe off and away from him, but cannot! Possibly because Crabbe is so fat, and Snape is so... skinny... and bony... and well, not strong at all...
Snape: Gah... must... remove... fat... tub... of lard... away... from... me!
Suddenly, Dumbledore wheels forward, whistling loudly to get their attention..
All: *look at de headmaster*
Dumbledore; Yay, it worked! *clears throat* Ahem... Listen up, please! I have an annoucement! *pauses for a dramatic effect* We're going on a trip! To America! To a town called Bayville!
All: Wow, really?!
Dumbledore: No! Haha, tricked you good didn't I? *starts laughing histerically*
All: Awwww... darn.. *sigh*
Meanwhile, as everyone goes back to whatever he or she was or wasn't doing, Harry begins looking at the wheels on Dumbledore's chair more carefully...
Harry: Hey... I wonder what those large X's are supposed to be for... Hmmm... I guess they're just for decoration...
Or are they....?
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(( Dat was chapter 2! :D Soo... what did everyone think? Yes, I know, most of the charries were rather... odd... especially Draco. But that's the fun of it! To make them act different! Hehe ^_^ Please review and tell me what you think or don't think, or just.. whatever. The next chappy will be the X-men again, and the one after that'll probably be when they all meet for the first time.. dunno yet though, we'll see! ^_^ ))
