Socially Challenged
Disclaimer: Not mine, never mine, all just for fun.
Summary: A guide to totally embarrassing situations, when you know you're screwed and that you've got yourself into this mess all by yourself. Read to see who and how your fave characters got into this mess.
Chapter Two: Trend Setting
Parvati slowly descended the golden staircase, hair loose and in hundreds of ringlets. Golden banges at her wrist and gold on her fingers. Gold at her ears, gold on her lips, gold at her eyes; Gold everywhere.
Simply Gold.
Suddenly Harry stepped into view from next to the golden steps, wearing a full black tuxedo.
"Parvati, you look... Wow," Harry whispered when she reached him.
"Thank you, Harry, it's the latest trend."
Harry gaped at her as she glided across the room, hands began clapping and Parvati curtsied and left the room, into darkness.
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Parvati sat up in bed, looking around herself.
"Oh, it was only a dream," she muttered, falling back onto her pillow.
"Huh?" Lavender mummbled in the bed next to her.
"Nothing, I just figured out what I'll be wearing to the dance tomorrow."
"That's nice," Lavender said, not really listen. Parvati heard her turn over and a faint snore came from her general direction a few minutes later.
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Lavender banged on the door loudly. "Parvati, come on, you have to come out now, we'll be late."
"Hold on, I'll be right out," Parvati called, her voice a little stressed.
"What are you doing in there?" Lavender asked, curiously.
"You'll see," Parvati called back, her voice getting a rather desperate tone to it.
Suddenly there was a scream from inside the bathroom.
"Parvati! Are you alright?" Lavender enquired, her voice desperate now.
"I'm fine, but-" Parvati said, opening the door. "My hair isn't."
Lavender blinked as she gazed at her friend. "What did you do to yourself?" she asked, trying not to laugh, but the strain was hard.
"I wanted ringlets, and the spell didn't work," Parvati admitted.
"Well look at it this way, it's a new trend."
Parvati blinked at her friend then burst into tears.
The door to the dormitory and Hermione Granger entered, looking elegant beyond belief. This made Parvati sob harder. What was worse was the fact that Hermione had somehow gotten Harry and Ron up there with her.
"P-Parvati?" Ron asked, shocked.
Harry simply burst into laughter with Hermione.
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Tip#1:
Things never turn out as you dream them too, even if you are magical.
Tip#2:
Leave trend setting up to the professionals, they know what they're doing, unlinke Parvati here.
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review by using the button below, you know you wanna...
Disclaimer: Not mine, never mine, all just for fun.
Summary: A guide to totally embarrassing situations, when you know you're screwed and that you've got yourself into this mess all by yourself. Read to see who and how your fave characters got into this mess.
Chapter Two: Trend Setting
Parvati slowly descended the golden staircase, hair loose and in hundreds of ringlets. Golden banges at her wrist and gold on her fingers. Gold at her ears, gold on her lips, gold at her eyes; Gold everywhere.
Simply Gold.
Suddenly Harry stepped into view from next to the golden steps, wearing a full black tuxedo.
"Parvati, you look... Wow," Harry whispered when she reached him.
"Thank you, Harry, it's the latest trend."
Harry gaped at her as she glided across the room, hands began clapping and Parvati curtsied and left the room, into darkness.
-=-=-
Parvati sat up in bed, looking around herself.
"Oh, it was only a dream," she muttered, falling back onto her pillow.
"Huh?" Lavender mummbled in the bed next to her.
"Nothing, I just figured out what I'll be wearing to the dance tomorrow."
"That's nice," Lavender said, not really listen. Parvati heard her turn over and a faint snore came from her general direction a few minutes later.
-=-=-
Lavender banged on the door loudly. "Parvati, come on, you have to come out now, we'll be late."
"Hold on, I'll be right out," Parvati called, her voice a little stressed.
"What are you doing in there?" Lavender asked, curiously.
"You'll see," Parvati called back, her voice getting a rather desperate tone to it.
Suddenly there was a scream from inside the bathroom.
"Parvati! Are you alright?" Lavender enquired, her voice desperate now.
"I'm fine, but-" Parvati said, opening the door. "My hair isn't."
Lavender blinked as she gazed at her friend. "What did you do to yourself?" she asked, trying not to laugh, but the strain was hard.
"I wanted ringlets, and the spell didn't work," Parvati admitted.
"Well look at it this way, it's a new trend."
Parvati blinked at her friend then burst into tears.
The door to the dormitory and Hermione Granger entered, looking elegant beyond belief. This made Parvati sob harder. What was worse was the fact that Hermione had somehow gotten Harry and Ron up there with her.
"P-Parvati?" Ron asked, shocked.
Harry simply burst into laughter with Hermione.
-=-=-
Tip#1:
Things never turn out as you dream them too, even if you are magical.
Tip#2:
Leave trend setting up to the professionals, they know what they're doing, unlinke Parvati here.
-=-=-
review by using the button below, you know you wanna...