Passing Notes… No Siriusly
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this Fan Fiction. They belong to J. K. Rowling.
A/N: Okay, I didn't know how I would ever end this, but when I talked about it with my sister she jokingly said, "They can have a paper fiasco." So here goes. It's written partly in regular story form because I think that will make this easier.
Defense Against the Dark Arts
"Okay, class, today we're going to learn to defend ourselves against enchanted evil weed eaters," said Professor Wicklothe. The students gave him horrified and confused looks while he pulled out nineteen bucking weed eaters from a burlap sack. He carefully put one on each desk and said, "Now, the charm is--"
Sirius's hand shot up.
"Yes, Mr. Black?" asked Professor Wicklothe with a tone that said, "why are you interrupting me this time?"
"They have a charm for this?"
"Of course they do. Now the charm is--"
James's hand shot up.
"Yes, Mr. Potter?" asked Professor Wicklothe venomously.
"I know the charm."
"Well? What is it?"
"It's Backus Weedus Eatus."
"No. Now the charm is--"
"What? James is wrong?" asked Sirius excitedly. "JAMES WAS WRONG EVERYBODY!!!!"
"NO I WASN'T!!! IT'S BACKUS WEEDUS EATUS!!! BACKUS WEEDUS EATUS!!!"
"QUIET!!!!" yelled the Professor. "Now, the charm is-- wait I forgot it. Oh right, the charm is backus weedus eatus!"
"Told you," muttered James.
"I thought you were joking," said Remus.
"Now, let us begin," said Wicklothe. "Please turn on your weed eaters."
Sirius took out a piece of parchment.
"Ah, very good, Mr. Black. Taking notes, I see."
"Actually, I was going to pass a note to James," Sirius gave him an amused look. "I thought you had had enough."
"Well. Very well then. Just turn on you motor first."
"Sure." Sirius flicks the switch on the weed eater. The weed eater rose up into the air like a horse and its motor roared. Then it attacked the paper in Sirius's hand. "Turn it off! Turn it off!"
Professor Wicklothe simply flipped the switch back to off. "Didn't you remember the spell?" he asked quizzically.
"I didn't expect it to jump me!"
"It's an enchanted evil weed eater," answered the Professor in a dreamy voice.
"Did you… take something…" James asked vaguely yet insinuatingly.
"No, of course not. Now turn on your weed eaters, you two."
"I don't trust it anymore. It ate my paper. All of it. Even my homework. Woohoo! Excuse city!" Sirius finished excitedly.
"Well, now you can't pass any notes," said the Professor.
James and Sirius gave each other mischievous grins. "Insanity ensues, my friend," said James. They both threw back their heads and gave loud, prolonged evil laughs.
"No one in this class room is insane."
"I seriously think he took something," said James to Remus.
"Oh, he did. Just before class."
"He must have known we were coming," responded Sirius.
…
A/N: Please review and if you like action/adventure check out The Asterothain. It has a really bad summary, but it's seriously good! At least I think so! I hope you liked this! I had fun writing it!
P.S. : I am addicted to exclamation marks!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this Fan Fiction. They belong to J. K. Rowling.
A/N: Okay, I didn't know how I would ever end this, but when I talked about it with my sister she jokingly said, "They can have a paper fiasco." So here goes. It's written partly in regular story form because I think that will make this easier.
Defense Against the Dark Arts
"Okay, class, today we're going to learn to defend ourselves against enchanted evil weed eaters," said Professor Wicklothe. The students gave him horrified and confused looks while he pulled out nineteen bucking weed eaters from a burlap sack. He carefully put one on each desk and said, "Now, the charm is--"
Sirius's hand shot up.
"Yes, Mr. Black?" asked Professor Wicklothe with a tone that said, "why are you interrupting me this time?"
"They have a charm for this?"
"Of course they do. Now the charm is--"
James's hand shot up.
"Yes, Mr. Potter?" asked Professor Wicklothe venomously.
"I know the charm."
"Well? What is it?"
"It's Backus Weedus Eatus."
"No. Now the charm is--"
"What? James is wrong?" asked Sirius excitedly. "JAMES WAS WRONG EVERYBODY!!!!"
"NO I WASN'T!!! IT'S BACKUS WEEDUS EATUS!!! BACKUS WEEDUS EATUS!!!"
"QUIET!!!!" yelled the Professor. "Now, the charm is-- wait I forgot it. Oh right, the charm is backus weedus eatus!"
"Told you," muttered James.
"I thought you were joking," said Remus.
"Now, let us begin," said Wicklothe. "Please turn on your weed eaters."
Sirius took out a piece of parchment.
"Ah, very good, Mr. Black. Taking notes, I see."
"Actually, I was going to pass a note to James," Sirius gave him an amused look. "I thought you had had enough."
"Well. Very well then. Just turn on you motor first."
"Sure." Sirius flicks the switch on the weed eater. The weed eater rose up into the air like a horse and its motor roared. Then it attacked the paper in Sirius's hand. "Turn it off! Turn it off!"
Professor Wicklothe simply flipped the switch back to off. "Didn't you remember the spell?" he asked quizzically.
"I didn't expect it to jump me!"
"It's an enchanted evil weed eater," answered the Professor in a dreamy voice.
"Did you… take something…" James asked vaguely yet insinuatingly.
"No, of course not. Now turn on your weed eaters, you two."
"I don't trust it anymore. It ate my paper. All of it. Even my homework. Woohoo! Excuse city!" Sirius finished excitedly.
"Well, now you can't pass any notes," said the Professor.
James and Sirius gave each other mischievous grins. "Insanity ensues, my friend," said James. They both threw back their heads and gave loud, prolonged evil laughs.
"No one in this class room is insane."
"I seriously think he took something," said James to Remus.
"Oh, he did. Just before class."
"He must have known we were coming," responded Sirius.
…
A/N: Please review and if you like action/adventure check out The Asterothain. It has a really bad summary, but it's seriously good! At least I think so! I hope you liked this! I had fun writing it!
P.S. : I am addicted to exclamation marks!!!!!!!!!