Chapter 4: Revenge
"Oh I hate Potter!" steamed Malfoy. He was sitting in the hospital wing along with Crabbe, Goyle, and all the other Slytherins in his year. They had been there two days and Malfoy still had bandages on his purple pimples. Still singed in his hair were the words 'I am a stupid git.' He couldn't get rid of it. Millicent Bulstrode still had a horn sticking out of the top of her head, Crabbe and Goyle still had shamrocks plastered all over them, and Pansy had an extremely bad hair day along with overly sized teeth and webbed hands and feet.
"That's a good looked for you Pansy!" Draco shouted across the room. All of the Slytherins burst into laughter as Pansy glared at Draco.
"You know, Potter has always beat us at everything. I personally think its our turn." shouted Draco across the ward, "We can't let those filthy little pest wipe us of all our pride! We must have revenge!"
"Yea!"
"Here, Here!"
"We must create a plan that will actually work." Draco shouted.
"Well what are we waiting for?"
With this the Slytherins all gathered around Draco's bed and planned in hush voices. This time Draco's plan would work. He would have his revenge.
"It's set then? Halloween?" asked Draco, "Alright lets do it!"
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For weeks the Slytherins planned. The rich went to Hogsmeade and bought various supplies. The smart ones took to the books and looked up hexes and spells. The gossips spread rumors about the Gryfindors to keep their minds off the Slytherins and the sneaky listened in on secret conversations.
"Wonder what their up to" they heard Harry say as they walked past him whispering behind their hands.
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Finally, it was the day. The day Slytherin would prove its worth. The day was October 31, Halloween. Malfoy was shaking with anticipation. He kept glancing at his watch. He looked over his shoulder to his fellow Slytherins. They wore the same expressions as him. Pansy checked her watch next to him. The countdown..... 3 2 1 Ring!
Paul Malryn, The fastest Slytherin, jumped out of his seat and sprinted out of the classroom with a small slip of parchment in his hand. Crabbe slumped over to Paul's table and picked up his books and headed out of the room. Malfoy, who arrived in the great hall first, saw Paul crawl out from under the Gryfindor table.
"Excellent" he said motioning for his classmates to sit down. They waited impatiently for the rest of the school. Slowly the others began to arrive. Once the Great Hall was full Dumbledore summoned the food. They quickly ate their food and waited for the rest of the hall. The others students were happy and talking and having a great time with no intention of leaving. 'What takes them so long?' thought Malfoy.
Finally it was time. The first person, a fourth year Ravenclaw got up.
"Now" whispered Malfoy to Peter Brimer, the Slytherin brain. Peter whispered an incantation and pointed his wand at the Gryfindor table. Nothing came out of the wand but suddenly the Gryfindor table jerked upward. After a few more bangs, a small rocket shot from under the table and started circling the great hall.
"Pansy! You idiot! I told you to get a rocket that exploded on the spot!" yelled Malfoy over the crackling sound the rocket was making.
"Oh noo!" shouted Malfoy as the rocket turned towards him and exploded in his face. Purple, Green, and pink dust flew everywhere. When the dust settled the hall was surprised to find the Slytherins out cold on the stone floor dressed as multicolored clowns with hot pink hair.
A/N: This prank was meant to be lame. I couldn't think of nething so this was the best I could do.
"Oh I hate Potter!" steamed Malfoy. He was sitting in the hospital wing along with Crabbe, Goyle, and all the other Slytherins in his year. They had been there two days and Malfoy still had bandages on his purple pimples. Still singed in his hair were the words 'I am a stupid git.' He couldn't get rid of it. Millicent Bulstrode still had a horn sticking out of the top of her head, Crabbe and Goyle still had shamrocks plastered all over them, and Pansy had an extremely bad hair day along with overly sized teeth and webbed hands and feet.
"That's a good looked for you Pansy!" Draco shouted across the room. All of the Slytherins burst into laughter as Pansy glared at Draco.
"You know, Potter has always beat us at everything. I personally think its our turn." shouted Draco across the ward, "We can't let those filthy little pest wipe us of all our pride! We must have revenge!"
"Yea!"
"Here, Here!"
"We must create a plan that will actually work." Draco shouted.
"Well what are we waiting for?"
With this the Slytherins all gathered around Draco's bed and planned in hush voices. This time Draco's plan would work. He would have his revenge.
"It's set then? Halloween?" asked Draco, "Alright lets do it!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
For weeks the Slytherins planned. The rich went to Hogsmeade and bought various supplies. The smart ones took to the books and looked up hexes and spells. The gossips spread rumors about the Gryfindors to keep their minds off the Slytherins and the sneaky listened in on secret conversations.
"Wonder what their up to" they heard Harry say as they walked past him whispering behind their hands.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Finally, it was the day. The day Slytherin would prove its worth. The day was October 31, Halloween. Malfoy was shaking with anticipation. He kept glancing at his watch. He looked over his shoulder to his fellow Slytherins. They wore the same expressions as him. Pansy checked her watch next to him. The countdown..... 3 2 1 Ring!
Paul Malryn, The fastest Slytherin, jumped out of his seat and sprinted out of the classroom with a small slip of parchment in his hand. Crabbe slumped over to Paul's table and picked up his books and headed out of the room. Malfoy, who arrived in the great hall first, saw Paul crawl out from under the Gryfindor table.
"Excellent" he said motioning for his classmates to sit down. They waited impatiently for the rest of the school. Slowly the others began to arrive. Once the Great Hall was full Dumbledore summoned the food. They quickly ate their food and waited for the rest of the hall. The others students were happy and talking and having a great time with no intention of leaving. 'What takes them so long?' thought Malfoy.
Finally it was time. The first person, a fourth year Ravenclaw got up.
"Now" whispered Malfoy to Peter Brimer, the Slytherin brain. Peter whispered an incantation and pointed his wand at the Gryfindor table. Nothing came out of the wand but suddenly the Gryfindor table jerked upward. After a few more bangs, a small rocket shot from under the table and started circling the great hall.
"Pansy! You idiot! I told you to get a rocket that exploded on the spot!" yelled Malfoy over the crackling sound the rocket was making.
"Oh noo!" shouted Malfoy as the rocket turned towards him and exploded in his face. Purple, Green, and pink dust flew everywhere. When the dust settled the hall was surprised to find the Slytherins out cold on the stone floor dressed as multicolored clowns with hot pink hair.
A/N: This prank was meant to be lame. I couldn't think of nething so this was the best I could do.