Chapter Six, y'all!
I'm writing this the same day as chapter five, so I have no idea if I got any more reviews.
I hope I did.
Okay, anyway, on to the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: ... ... ...
Huh!? The Disclaimer escaped!?!?!? Is that possible!?
Okay, I guess I'll just have to go on without a disclaimer. Nothing's going to happen, anyway.
[Police sirens blare outside the window of the author]
Author: Er... Hey, what a coincidence!
[Author's doorbell rings]
Author: Wow, that's just plain freaky, that all these coincidences are happening right now!
Guy at Door: OPEN UP! This is a guy from the office of copyright- related infringements!
Author: OH SHOOT!
[Author dives under couch, somehow managing to bring keyboard with him]
[Guy at Door breaks down said door, and runs into Author's living room.]
Guy Now Not at Door But in Living Room: HA! NOW I'VE GOT YOU!!!
Author: W-what do you want!?
Guy in Living Room: I want... to have directions to down the street!
Author: ... You mean you busted into my house JUST to get directions to DOWNTHE STREET!?
Guy in Living Room: Yes!
Author: ... Er... go down the street?
Guy in Living Room: THANKS!
[Guy rushes out door]
Author: Accursed idiot.
***
I do not own Harry Potter or anyone else!
Hey, I found my disclaimer.
***
Harry had no idea how he, Ron and Hermione were going to stop Malfoy from singing. But luckily, Hermione most always had a plan.
"I have a plan!" said Hermione.
"Great!" said Harry. What is it?"
"Stop Malfoy from singing!"
"Oh, GREAT PLAN, HERMIONE!" said Ron sarcastically.
"I'm not DONE, idiot!" snapped Hermione.
Harry had noticed that there had been some considerable friction between the two friends lately. He wondered where it came from.
"Anyway," continued Hermione, "we just have to hit Malfoy with a Quietus spell once, and his voice will become ten times softer than it is now! He'll simply think that he lost his voice!"
"Nice plan!' said Harry. "But how do we hit him without everyone noticing!? He's ABOUT TO START NOW!!!"
Hermione grinned. "Harry, that's the best part of my plan. But I must warn you- chaos may ensue." She took out her wand, and pointed it at Harry.
***
Exactly fifteen seconds later, ran out of the Great Hall without calling too much attention to himself. He, according to Hermione, was expected to come back in, screaming at the top of his lungs, "SARB TCELLOC OT EKIL I!!!" And he was not supposed to say a word before he screamed that odd phrase. Harry didn't think that it would work at all, but Hermione said to trust her, there was a part two.
Harry ran back in as Malfoy was just about to sing, and screamed, "SARB TCELLOC OT EKIL I!!!"
Everyone in the entire Great Hall turned to look at Harry like he was crazy. Harry began to feel the sweat drops fall down his face. What happened to the part two Hermione was talking about?
And then, Hermione jumped up, and shouted, "QUIETUS!"
"Wow, what an unoriginal part two." Thought Harry.
Amazingly, no one heard. No one even saw as the jet of light streaked through the air towards Malfoy. The spell hit Malfoy straight in the throat. He fell back, but then got up, and kept on staring at Harry as if nothing had just happened. That meant that Harry must have said something EXTREMELY freaky. So freaky that Malfoy just about lost all of his comprehension skills. So freaky that everyone had lost all of their senses except the one that enabled them to look at Harry. But, for the life of him, HE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HE HAD-
And then Harry realized what was going on.
"HERMIONE!" screamed Harry, painfully conscious of the thousands of eyes on him. "WHAT WAS THAT SPELL YOU CAST ON ME!?!" However, it came out, "ENOIMREH! EM NO TSAC UOY LLEPS TAHT SAW TAHW!?!"
Hermione and Ron were almost crying with laughter. They couldn't speak, but Harry knew.
"You... you cast a Klat Sdrawkcab spell!"
Of course, that came out "Lleps... Backwards Talk a tsac uoy uoy!"
"YES!" screamed Ron, still roaring with laughter. "A Backwards Talk spell! Harry, think of what you said, but backwards!"
Harry silently worked it out in his mind. The Great Hall slowly filled up with increasing laughter. And then Harry turned to glare at Hermione.
"ENOIM... REH!!!!!"
Ron roared with even more laughter than before as Harry lunged at her. Hermione screamed a shrill scream, and started to run. The whole entire crowd was bursting at their sides, rolling around on the floor as Harry grabbed Hermione and wrestled her to the ground.
"FREEZE!" shouted Snape, tearing Harry and Hermione apart. He reversed Harry's talking again with the same curse, bringing him back to normal. "Thirty points from Gryffindor!"
"We haven't got any bloody points LEFT, you idiot!" shouted Harry.
"Oh, yes. Now I guess you'll lose twenty MORE!" sneered Snape. He obviously had recovered. And he obviously HATED Harry even more for knocking him out, to take fifty points in one shot like that.
The Great Hall was now in chaos, with Gryffindors screaming and yelling at Harry, and everyone else laughing. Hermione shot Harry a look that would melt lead, and then ran out of the Great Hall. Ron was laughing harder than anyone else. He now had to bang his head onto the table in an attempt to stop himself. And Malfoy, who had just tried to test out his voice, realized that he couldn't speak. He began running around, trying to scream "I lost my voice," but it only came out as a whisper.
The teachers were running around, trying to stop everyone, but they had no luck. The Creevy brothers were throwing pies again, hitting just about everyone in the Great Hall. But then, Dumbledore stepped up. All the teachers turned around, and watched the master go to work.
First, Dumbledore got out his wand. "Sonorous!" he said, as he pointed it at his throat. The teachers were all silent. Some covered their ears.
Dumbledore seemed to smile for a second, and then gave Harry his trademark slight wink. And then he stood up, and said, in a voice louder than anyone could have been imagined-
"I WOULD LIKE TO ANNOUNCE THAT I ALSO LIKE TO COLLECT BRAS! IN FACT, NOT ONLY DO I COLLECT THEM, I'M WEARING ONE RIGHT NOW!!!"
And with that, Dumbledore tore off all of his robes to reveal a very hairy chest and legs, white boxers with red hearts on them, and a neon pink, very lacy brassiere smack dab in the middle of the hairy chest.
All of the students immediately quieted. There was silence for a full minute. During that time, Dumbledore didn't even move an inch. He just stared forward, with his chest stuck out, and a very confident, almost glazed look on his face. McGonagal looked at him with an almost admiring look, to everyone's displeasure. Snape looked as if he was just forced to look at a picture of him and someone he loathed even more than Harry making out.
Finally, the bell rang, and all of the students got their books and then RUSHED out of the great hall. Harry and Ron looked back at Dumbledore as they left, who smiled and waved at Harry.
Harry dashed out of the Great Hall, with Ron at his heels.
***
Ahem, yeah, that was weird. Anyway, that just about ends the first part of Harry Potter's FREEEAKY year at Hogwarts. But, the show (or story) must go on! We still haven't found out what happened to Hermione, and there hasn't even been one Quidditch match yet! And will Malfoy try to sing ever again!? Things, (much to Harry's displeasure) only will get weirder, so stay tuned, y'all!
No, I am not southern or whatever. It's not that hard to fake an accent over the computer. Yo.
Review.
I'm writing this the same day as chapter five, so I have no idea if I got any more reviews.
I hope I did.
Okay, anyway, on to the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: ... ... ...
Huh!? The Disclaimer escaped!?!?!? Is that possible!?
Okay, I guess I'll just have to go on without a disclaimer. Nothing's going to happen, anyway.
[Police sirens blare outside the window of the author]
Author: Er... Hey, what a coincidence!
[Author's doorbell rings]
Author: Wow, that's just plain freaky, that all these coincidences are happening right now!
Guy at Door: OPEN UP! This is a guy from the office of copyright- related infringements!
Author: OH SHOOT!
[Author dives under couch, somehow managing to bring keyboard with him]
[Guy at Door breaks down said door, and runs into Author's living room.]
Guy Now Not at Door But in Living Room: HA! NOW I'VE GOT YOU!!!
Author: W-what do you want!?
Guy in Living Room: I want... to have directions to down the street!
Author: ... You mean you busted into my house JUST to get directions to DOWNTHE STREET!?
Guy in Living Room: Yes!
Author: ... Er... go down the street?
Guy in Living Room: THANKS!
[Guy rushes out door]
Author: Accursed idiot.
***
I do not own Harry Potter or anyone else!
Hey, I found my disclaimer.
***
Harry had no idea how he, Ron and Hermione were going to stop Malfoy from singing. But luckily, Hermione most always had a plan.
"I have a plan!" said Hermione.
"Great!" said Harry. What is it?"
"Stop Malfoy from singing!"
"Oh, GREAT PLAN, HERMIONE!" said Ron sarcastically.
"I'm not DONE, idiot!" snapped Hermione.
Harry had noticed that there had been some considerable friction between the two friends lately. He wondered where it came from.
"Anyway," continued Hermione, "we just have to hit Malfoy with a Quietus spell once, and his voice will become ten times softer than it is now! He'll simply think that he lost his voice!"
"Nice plan!' said Harry. "But how do we hit him without everyone noticing!? He's ABOUT TO START NOW!!!"
Hermione grinned. "Harry, that's the best part of my plan. But I must warn you- chaos may ensue." She took out her wand, and pointed it at Harry.
***
Exactly fifteen seconds later, ran out of the Great Hall without calling too much attention to himself. He, according to Hermione, was expected to come back in, screaming at the top of his lungs, "SARB TCELLOC OT EKIL I!!!" And he was not supposed to say a word before he screamed that odd phrase. Harry didn't think that it would work at all, but Hermione said to trust her, there was a part two.
Harry ran back in as Malfoy was just about to sing, and screamed, "SARB TCELLOC OT EKIL I!!!"
Everyone in the entire Great Hall turned to look at Harry like he was crazy. Harry began to feel the sweat drops fall down his face. What happened to the part two Hermione was talking about?
And then, Hermione jumped up, and shouted, "QUIETUS!"
"Wow, what an unoriginal part two." Thought Harry.
Amazingly, no one heard. No one even saw as the jet of light streaked through the air towards Malfoy. The spell hit Malfoy straight in the throat. He fell back, but then got up, and kept on staring at Harry as if nothing had just happened. That meant that Harry must have said something EXTREMELY freaky. So freaky that Malfoy just about lost all of his comprehension skills. So freaky that everyone had lost all of their senses except the one that enabled them to look at Harry. But, for the life of him, HE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HE HAD-
And then Harry realized what was going on.
"HERMIONE!" screamed Harry, painfully conscious of the thousands of eyes on him. "WHAT WAS THAT SPELL YOU CAST ON ME!?!" However, it came out, "ENOIMREH! EM NO TSAC UOY LLEPS TAHT SAW TAHW!?!"
Hermione and Ron were almost crying with laughter. They couldn't speak, but Harry knew.
"You... you cast a Klat Sdrawkcab spell!"
Of course, that came out "Lleps... Backwards Talk a tsac uoy uoy!"
"YES!" screamed Ron, still roaring with laughter. "A Backwards Talk spell! Harry, think of what you said, but backwards!"
Harry silently worked it out in his mind. The Great Hall slowly filled up with increasing laughter. And then Harry turned to glare at Hermione.
"ENOIM... REH!!!!!"
Ron roared with even more laughter than before as Harry lunged at her. Hermione screamed a shrill scream, and started to run. The whole entire crowd was bursting at their sides, rolling around on the floor as Harry grabbed Hermione and wrestled her to the ground.
"FREEZE!" shouted Snape, tearing Harry and Hermione apart. He reversed Harry's talking again with the same curse, bringing him back to normal. "Thirty points from Gryffindor!"
"We haven't got any bloody points LEFT, you idiot!" shouted Harry.
"Oh, yes. Now I guess you'll lose twenty MORE!" sneered Snape. He obviously had recovered. And he obviously HATED Harry even more for knocking him out, to take fifty points in one shot like that.
The Great Hall was now in chaos, with Gryffindors screaming and yelling at Harry, and everyone else laughing. Hermione shot Harry a look that would melt lead, and then ran out of the Great Hall. Ron was laughing harder than anyone else. He now had to bang his head onto the table in an attempt to stop himself. And Malfoy, who had just tried to test out his voice, realized that he couldn't speak. He began running around, trying to scream "I lost my voice," but it only came out as a whisper.
The teachers were running around, trying to stop everyone, but they had no luck. The Creevy brothers were throwing pies again, hitting just about everyone in the Great Hall. But then, Dumbledore stepped up. All the teachers turned around, and watched the master go to work.
First, Dumbledore got out his wand. "Sonorous!" he said, as he pointed it at his throat. The teachers were all silent. Some covered their ears.
Dumbledore seemed to smile for a second, and then gave Harry his trademark slight wink. And then he stood up, and said, in a voice louder than anyone could have been imagined-
"I WOULD LIKE TO ANNOUNCE THAT I ALSO LIKE TO COLLECT BRAS! IN FACT, NOT ONLY DO I COLLECT THEM, I'M WEARING ONE RIGHT NOW!!!"
And with that, Dumbledore tore off all of his robes to reveal a very hairy chest and legs, white boxers with red hearts on them, and a neon pink, very lacy brassiere smack dab in the middle of the hairy chest.
All of the students immediately quieted. There was silence for a full minute. During that time, Dumbledore didn't even move an inch. He just stared forward, with his chest stuck out, and a very confident, almost glazed look on his face. McGonagal looked at him with an almost admiring look, to everyone's displeasure. Snape looked as if he was just forced to look at a picture of him and someone he loathed even more than Harry making out.
Finally, the bell rang, and all of the students got their books and then RUSHED out of the great hall. Harry and Ron looked back at Dumbledore as they left, who smiled and waved at Harry.
Harry dashed out of the Great Hall, with Ron at his heels.
***
Ahem, yeah, that was weird. Anyway, that just about ends the first part of Harry Potter's FREEEAKY year at Hogwarts. But, the show (or story) must go on! We still haven't found out what happened to Hermione, and there hasn't even been one Quidditch match yet! And will Malfoy try to sing ever again!? Things, (much to Harry's displeasure) only will get weirder, so stay tuned, y'all!
No, I am not southern or whatever. It's not that hard to fake an accent over the computer. Yo.
Review.