Chapter 15: ~Fairies, Princesses, and the Ex-Playboy Bunny~
"Vampires are extremely rare now a days. For a great fear of them rose against them in Europe, vampire hunters were given rewards the Ministry of Magic. Usually 100 Galleons per bag of dust. The dust would be put threw test to prove it was once a vampire and the hunter would get the money. So the feeling of danger setting in the Vampires fled to America and started turning many Americans into part of their undead race." Professor Harrod stood at the front of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Miss Harrod had started this year being the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. She was a good teacher but she wasn't Professor Lupin. She tried to make it interesting but when you start a new section you have to take notes. Professor Harrod was an American herself and felt very strongly about the Vampire problem in America. But, that was not why she had stopped. She had stopped because a hand had raised, the first time in the whole year someone had a question in the middle of a lecture.
'Are they actually listening?' Harrod thought to herself as she called on the girl in the back that had raised her hand, "Yes, Chloe?"
"Is there still a price on Vampire heads?" Chloe quivered at the sound of her voice asking the question.
"I do believe, and in America they have tried to get prices on them too. But, the government is really too poor to afford it."
"In Canada too?" Chloe asked worriedly.
"Yes," Harrod nodded, "But it's never carried through because one U.S. dollar equals 3 sickles and 15 Knuts, so 100 Galleons is actually 482 U.S. dollars and 14 cents. So it would cost too much. But, they have been working on keeping track of Vampires and who their victims are. As long as they create no new Vampires and the government provides blood for them to drink they get along fine. But, there have been rebel Vampires that kill and then create their own army of evil uncontrollable vampires so they have no choice but to send the wooden stakes after them." The bell rang for dinner, on that dark stormy Halloween night. "Read pages 200 to page 266 on Vampires Descriptions. I want a 300-word report on 'Telling People from Vampires.' Have a good weekend and Happy Halloween.
The whole class noisily got up from their desks and gathered their papers. Chloe slowly got up and put her books and papers in her The Cheat bag. Hermione as too busy chatting with Ron and Harry to notice the worried look in her face.
Chloe swung her bag over her shoulder and started to leave the room. "Chloe, wait a minute," Hermione said stopping her, "It's Halloween you have to come down and celebrate."
"Who said?" Chloe said continuing for the door.
"We do, and we won't let you do it any other way." Ron said pointing to Hermione, Harry, and himself.
"Fine," Chloe smiled as they walked directly in front of her so she could to run away. "But, let me change first." The quartet walked down the Grand Hall. They were almost blinded by the bright colors of everyone's costumes. Chloe, Hermione, Ron and Harry squeezed part a tango dancer, an over sized parrot, a person who looked like a mini-Krum, and a couple girls that had the same costume on but one in blue, one in yellow, and on in red. They seemed to be fairies, with real flapping wings. Finally, they mad it to the Gryffindor Dormitory.
"We'll meet you down here in ten minutes." Chloe smiled at Harry for the first time in a week.
"Okay, Ron lets go get ready." Harry and Ron jumped into their costumes in about two minutes so they made it downstairs in the common room just in time to see most of the other kids costumes.
"Harry," Ron said after a minute of sitting, "I've counted like eight princesses so far." "I've counted five faeries, including the girls downstairs, and three couples of Tarzan and Janes."
"That's nothing," Chloe said from behind them, "In the bathroom there are four more princesses, two more fairies, five angels, two elves, a queen, one of every Spice Girl, and I thought I saw a Brittany Spears look-a-like oh wait she's behind me."
"Shut up," Hermione snapped, "You also forgot, the ten thousand bottles of hairspray, twenty-two ten pound bags of sparkles, and every book from the library on how to make you Sparkle."
Ron and Harry turned around to see Hermione and Chloe standing side by side. Hermione had her hair tied in pigtails very high on her head. She was also wearing a white button down shirt and a green plaid mini-skirt. "I am not a Brittany Spears Look-a-Like!" Hermione stopped her foot.
"Could have fooled me!" Chloe laughed. She was dressed in a Playboy Bunny outfit, except instead of it being white it was black.
"Aren't those supposed to be white?" Ron asked.
"No, those are Playboy Bunnies," Chloe assured him, "I'm an Ex-Playboy Bunny!"
"And I love your costume Hermione," Harry complimented Hermione, "But what are you?"
"A Catholic School Girl." Hermione did a little curtsy.
"Yeah, at least it's better then yours!" Chloe exclaimed. "We have a Chuddly Cannon Fan and a Harry Potter!"
"That took a lot of hard work, Harry." Hermione said, "Come on I don't want to be late!" Ron afforded his arm to escort Hermione and Harry to Chloe.
"Thank you, good sir," Chloe nodded taking his arm. Hermione and Ron led the way out of the Common Room. To the Great Hall.
***Okay, short CHAPTER! But, it all has a purpose. BYE!***
"Vampires are extremely rare now a days. For a great fear of them rose against them in Europe, vampire hunters were given rewards the Ministry of Magic. Usually 100 Galleons per bag of dust. The dust would be put threw test to prove it was once a vampire and the hunter would get the money. So the feeling of danger setting in the Vampires fled to America and started turning many Americans into part of their undead race." Professor Harrod stood at the front of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Miss Harrod had started this year being the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. She was a good teacher but she wasn't Professor Lupin. She tried to make it interesting but when you start a new section you have to take notes. Professor Harrod was an American herself and felt very strongly about the Vampire problem in America. But, that was not why she had stopped. She had stopped because a hand had raised, the first time in the whole year someone had a question in the middle of a lecture.
'Are they actually listening?' Harrod thought to herself as she called on the girl in the back that had raised her hand, "Yes, Chloe?"
"Is there still a price on Vampire heads?" Chloe quivered at the sound of her voice asking the question.
"I do believe, and in America they have tried to get prices on them too. But, the government is really too poor to afford it."
"In Canada too?" Chloe asked worriedly.
"Yes," Harrod nodded, "But it's never carried through because one U.S. dollar equals 3 sickles and 15 Knuts, so 100 Galleons is actually 482 U.S. dollars and 14 cents. So it would cost too much. But, they have been working on keeping track of Vampires and who their victims are. As long as they create no new Vampires and the government provides blood for them to drink they get along fine. But, there have been rebel Vampires that kill and then create their own army of evil uncontrollable vampires so they have no choice but to send the wooden stakes after them." The bell rang for dinner, on that dark stormy Halloween night. "Read pages 200 to page 266 on Vampires Descriptions. I want a 300-word report on 'Telling People from Vampires.' Have a good weekend and Happy Halloween.
The whole class noisily got up from their desks and gathered their papers. Chloe slowly got up and put her books and papers in her The Cheat bag. Hermione as too busy chatting with Ron and Harry to notice the worried look in her face.
Chloe swung her bag over her shoulder and started to leave the room. "Chloe, wait a minute," Hermione said stopping her, "It's Halloween you have to come down and celebrate."
"Who said?" Chloe said continuing for the door.
"We do, and we won't let you do it any other way." Ron said pointing to Hermione, Harry, and himself.
"Fine," Chloe smiled as they walked directly in front of her so she could to run away. "But, let me change first." The quartet walked down the Grand Hall. They were almost blinded by the bright colors of everyone's costumes. Chloe, Hermione, Ron and Harry squeezed part a tango dancer, an over sized parrot, a person who looked like a mini-Krum, and a couple girls that had the same costume on but one in blue, one in yellow, and on in red. They seemed to be fairies, with real flapping wings. Finally, they mad it to the Gryffindor Dormitory.
"We'll meet you down here in ten minutes." Chloe smiled at Harry for the first time in a week.
"Okay, Ron lets go get ready." Harry and Ron jumped into their costumes in about two minutes so they made it downstairs in the common room just in time to see most of the other kids costumes.
"Harry," Ron said after a minute of sitting, "I've counted like eight princesses so far." "I've counted five faeries, including the girls downstairs, and three couples of Tarzan and Janes."
"That's nothing," Chloe said from behind them, "In the bathroom there are four more princesses, two more fairies, five angels, two elves, a queen, one of every Spice Girl, and I thought I saw a Brittany Spears look-a-like oh wait she's behind me."
"Shut up," Hermione snapped, "You also forgot, the ten thousand bottles of hairspray, twenty-two ten pound bags of sparkles, and every book from the library on how to make you Sparkle."
Ron and Harry turned around to see Hermione and Chloe standing side by side. Hermione had her hair tied in pigtails very high on her head. She was also wearing a white button down shirt and a green plaid mini-skirt. "I am not a Brittany Spears Look-a-Like!" Hermione stopped her foot.
"Could have fooled me!" Chloe laughed. She was dressed in a Playboy Bunny outfit, except instead of it being white it was black.
"Aren't those supposed to be white?" Ron asked.
"No, those are Playboy Bunnies," Chloe assured him, "I'm an Ex-Playboy Bunny!"
"And I love your costume Hermione," Harry complimented Hermione, "But what are you?"
"A Catholic School Girl." Hermione did a little curtsy.
"Yeah, at least it's better then yours!" Chloe exclaimed. "We have a Chuddly Cannon Fan and a Harry Potter!"
"That took a lot of hard work, Harry." Hermione said, "Come on I don't want to be late!" Ron afforded his arm to escort Hermione and Harry to Chloe.
"Thank you, good sir," Chloe nodded taking his arm. Hermione and Ron led the way out of the Common Room. To the Great Hall.
***Okay, short CHAPTER! But, it all has a purpose. BYE!***