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53- The Quidditch Players Party
'How do I look?' Mona asked Hermione as she twirled around, wearing deep turquoise dress robes and her hair held by a single clip. It was seven twenty, and the 'party' started in ten minutes.
'No one's going to know you anyway, but,' Hermione said, 'you look great.'
'Thanks,' Mona said, 'Well, hopefully, I'll be able to sneak out early, I mean how long can you stay in a room with seven, evil Slytherins?'
'Well, from experience, you can hold out pretty long; we've had double potions loads of times,' said Hermione with a shrug.
'Gee, thanks,' said Mona, 'see ya.'
Once down in the common room, Mona found the rest of her team and started talking, 'Ok, the way that you'll know me is... um... oh, I'll be playing with my hair!'
'Nice,' said Alex, 'and I'll be... leaning against the wall!'
'Ok,' said Ginny, 'How about I... uh... will talk with an Australian accent! Good day Mate!' Ginny said with a smile and a flick of her hair.
Alice piped up, 'Oh, I've got one. I will laugh wildly any chance I get.'
'This is going to be one weird party,' said Matt with a sigh, 'I guess, I will...you guys help!'
'Oh,' said Ginny, 'How about you sit on the ground, with crossed legs, and if anyone asks you what you're doing, say 'I'm meditating,' Ginny said, trying to hold back a giggle.
'Sure, 'said Matt, 'I'll do that.'
'Where are Harry and Ron?' Mona asked suddenly. They all looked around then up the boys' dorms where they heard a noise.
'I am not going; there is no way you will make me sit with Slytherins the whole night!'
'Ron, mate, you know I agree. But, Dumbledore said...'
'I really don't care, and it's not as if I will actually know who I'm talking too...'
'Hey Ron,' Matt interrupted, 'come down here, we've got a plan.'
Both boys descended the stairs, and listened to the idea.
Ron planned that he was going to tell jokes, so Alice could laugh. Harry said he was going to be asking Dumbledore why he planned the ball in the first place.
Ready, they all left and made their way to the Trophy Room. The doors were opened and the area looked more magnificent than any other time Mona had ever seen it. That was probably the reason why Mona didn't even realize that a mask was placed on her face. She was too busy admiring. But, soon she realized that many people were wearing white masks. She put a hand to her face and felt a hard smooth surface, a mask. Mona looked around and saw that many people were wandering about. She also saw that Dumbledore was present, as was Professor Mc Gonigal and Professor Snape, who had a look on his face that showed that he wanted to come as much as Ron.
Suddenly, she heard a very loud voice. 'Hey, does anyone know how to put an elephant in a refrigerator?'
That must be Ron, Mona thought.
'You open the door, put the elephant in, then close the door,' said Ron, waving his hands around as though he had just said something magnificently brilliant.
Mona couldn't help but laugh at Ron's pathetic attempt at a joke. But her laughter was drowned out, by the shriek of hysterical laughter coming from behind her. And that's Alice, Mona thought, as she saw her go join Ron.
Mona turned around to look for her other team mates, when she bumped into something on the ground. More like someone.
'I'm meditating,' said the someone, who was sitting cross legged on the floor. Matt, Mona thought.
'Oh, sorry,' she said and kept walking. For some reason, Mona thought that this might end up fun, and she felt like acting mysterious.
There was now a group of four around Ron, who was seated at a table. So, Harry must be asking Dumbledore the question, Mona reasoned as she walked up to Dumbledore's table.
But, there were two people around Dumbledore, and they both seemed to be arguing the same point.
'This is a completely unnecessary event,' said the person on the left.
'Seriously, it's not like this will help anyone get along,' said the person on Dumbledore's right.
'I completely agree with you,' said the first.
'And I with you,' said the second.
'So you two completely agree,' said Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling.
'Yes,' the boys said in unison.
'And you completely support each other,' he said.
'Yes,' the boys repeated.
'Even though you are from very different houses,' said Dumbledore, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
'What!' said the first.
'We are,' said the second. And they immediately spread away from each other, as though the other carried a deadly disease.
'Slytherin,' said the second.
'Gryffindork,' said the first eying the other boy in distaste.
Mona stifled a laugh as she made her way to the drinks table with Butterbeer. She didn't eat as much as Ron, but who could turn down free drinks?
A thought occurred to her as she sipped the drink. Oooh, I'll bug Snape, she thought.
'You seem to be enjoying herself,' she sent her thought to him, and watched him look around, wondering which masked figure was her.
'Where are you,' came the brisk reply.
'Why should I tell you,' Mona sneered.
'Fine,' thought Snape, sitting back in his chair, 'not like it matters.'
'I suppose,' thought Mona.
'This is the second most infuriating event I've had to attend in my life,' thought Snape coldly.
'What was the first?' asked Mona curiously.
'The Yule Ball,' Snape replied, a bored tone to his voice, 'all these other schools came and try as I might, I couldn't scare them away.'
Mona snorted into her butterbeer, then grabbed a napkin to wipe her mouth. 'Waaa,' Mona thought, 'Call the Wambulance.'
'You're the pathetic child standing next to the table, drinking butterbeer, aren't you?' said Snape, victory in his voice.
'I am not a pathetic child,' said Mona in self defense.
'I'll take that as a yes.'
'Hmph.'
'Why aren't you with your...,' Snape paused slightly, 'friends?'
'You care?' Mona thought in amusement.
'No... maybe. Let's see if anyone snuck out yet,' Snape said, obviously trying to change the subject. Suddenly, Mona's ruby necklace was getting warm, it was getting warm fast. 'There's 6...13...15...21...26...28...33?'
'Shouldn't there only be 28?' Mona thought worriedly feeling her necklace.
'Yes, well I have to go,' and Mona felt Snape cut off the connection. He got up and walked over to Dumbledore and started whispering something in his ear, who in turn talked to Mc Gonigal.
Mona walked over to her table, suddenly feeling very suspicious. She twirled her hair, and said, 'Ginny?'
A head looked up, and Mona knew she was in the right spot, 'You guys who's Harry?'
'Not here,' said a boy, 'I'm Ron,' he added, helpfully, 'we thought he might be with you or something?'
'No,' Mona said, pulling at her hot necklace, 'you guys, something's not right.'
'What do you mean?' said Ginny getting up.
'Have you realized that there are 33 people wearing masks, not 28?' said Mona; just then a blaze of red light flew over her head. Mona ducked and looked around.
What met her eyes wasn't at all pleasant.
'Death Eaters!' someone shouted and soon the room was filled with screams. People hid behind over turned tables and many took out their wands. But the problem was, no one knew who was who.
A blaze of unusual purple light was going for a girl to Mona's left, without really thinking she pulled the girl down and knocked down a table in the process. They both hid behind it and the girl muttered a faint, 'Thanks.'
Mona saw Dumbledore stand up. A glow of anger so powerful that it frightened her was in his eyes.
He raised his wand, and later all Mona could remember was a glow of white light. And then all was silence.
'Up, up,' a hand was shaking Mona awake, 'Come on.' Mona got up rubbing her head. She looked around; she was lying on the ground in the trophy room. Snape was looking at her with wide eyes, but when he saw her get up he continued to wake people.
She was one of the first up. Mona saw Dumbledore talking to Harry. Harry was nodding, and before Mona knew it, she was being shushed to her dorms by Professor Mc Gonigal. She was telling her not to alarm the students, as Dumbledore would tell what happened at breakfast.
No, I do not own any of these characters, except the ones that you don't recognize. Please enjoy.
53- The Quidditch Players Party
'How do I look?' Mona asked Hermione as she twirled around, wearing deep turquoise dress robes and her hair held by a single clip. It was seven twenty, and the 'party' started in ten minutes.
'No one's going to know you anyway, but,' Hermione said, 'you look great.'
'Thanks,' Mona said, 'Well, hopefully, I'll be able to sneak out early, I mean how long can you stay in a room with seven, evil Slytherins?'
'Well, from experience, you can hold out pretty long; we've had double potions loads of times,' said Hermione with a shrug.
'Gee, thanks,' said Mona, 'see ya.'
Once down in the common room, Mona found the rest of her team and started talking, 'Ok, the way that you'll know me is... um... oh, I'll be playing with my hair!'
'Nice,' said Alex, 'and I'll be... leaning against the wall!'
'Ok,' said Ginny, 'How about I... uh... will talk with an Australian accent! Good day Mate!' Ginny said with a smile and a flick of her hair.
Alice piped up, 'Oh, I've got one. I will laugh wildly any chance I get.'
'This is going to be one weird party,' said Matt with a sigh, 'I guess, I will...you guys help!'
'Oh,' said Ginny, 'How about you sit on the ground, with crossed legs, and if anyone asks you what you're doing, say 'I'm meditating,' Ginny said, trying to hold back a giggle.
'Sure, 'said Matt, 'I'll do that.'
'Where are Harry and Ron?' Mona asked suddenly. They all looked around then up the boys' dorms where they heard a noise.
'I am not going; there is no way you will make me sit with Slytherins the whole night!'
'Ron, mate, you know I agree. But, Dumbledore said...'
'I really don't care, and it's not as if I will actually know who I'm talking too...'
'Hey Ron,' Matt interrupted, 'come down here, we've got a plan.'
Both boys descended the stairs, and listened to the idea.
Ron planned that he was going to tell jokes, so Alice could laugh. Harry said he was going to be asking Dumbledore why he planned the ball in the first place.
Ready, they all left and made their way to the Trophy Room. The doors were opened and the area looked more magnificent than any other time Mona had ever seen it. That was probably the reason why Mona didn't even realize that a mask was placed on her face. She was too busy admiring. But, soon she realized that many people were wearing white masks. She put a hand to her face and felt a hard smooth surface, a mask. Mona looked around and saw that many people were wandering about. She also saw that Dumbledore was present, as was Professor Mc Gonigal and Professor Snape, who had a look on his face that showed that he wanted to come as much as Ron.
Suddenly, she heard a very loud voice. 'Hey, does anyone know how to put an elephant in a refrigerator?'
That must be Ron, Mona thought.
'You open the door, put the elephant in, then close the door,' said Ron, waving his hands around as though he had just said something magnificently brilliant.
Mona couldn't help but laugh at Ron's pathetic attempt at a joke. But her laughter was drowned out, by the shriek of hysterical laughter coming from behind her. And that's Alice, Mona thought, as she saw her go join Ron.
Mona turned around to look for her other team mates, when she bumped into something on the ground. More like someone.
'I'm meditating,' said the someone, who was sitting cross legged on the floor. Matt, Mona thought.
'Oh, sorry,' she said and kept walking. For some reason, Mona thought that this might end up fun, and she felt like acting mysterious.
There was now a group of four around Ron, who was seated at a table. So, Harry must be asking Dumbledore the question, Mona reasoned as she walked up to Dumbledore's table.
But, there were two people around Dumbledore, and they both seemed to be arguing the same point.
'This is a completely unnecessary event,' said the person on the left.
'Seriously, it's not like this will help anyone get along,' said the person on Dumbledore's right.
'I completely agree with you,' said the first.
'And I with you,' said the second.
'So you two completely agree,' said Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling.
'Yes,' the boys said in unison.
'And you completely support each other,' he said.
'Yes,' the boys repeated.
'Even though you are from very different houses,' said Dumbledore, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
'What!' said the first.
'We are,' said the second. And they immediately spread away from each other, as though the other carried a deadly disease.
'Slytherin,' said the second.
'Gryffindork,' said the first eying the other boy in distaste.
Mona stifled a laugh as she made her way to the drinks table with Butterbeer. She didn't eat as much as Ron, but who could turn down free drinks?
A thought occurred to her as she sipped the drink. Oooh, I'll bug Snape, she thought.
'You seem to be enjoying herself,' she sent her thought to him, and watched him look around, wondering which masked figure was her.
'Where are you,' came the brisk reply.
'Why should I tell you,' Mona sneered.
'Fine,' thought Snape, sitting back in his chair, 'not like it matters.'
'I suppose,' thought Mona.
'This is the second most infuriating event I've had to attend in my life,' thought Snape coldly.
'What was the first?' asked Mona curiously.
'The Yule Ball,' Snape replied, a bored tone to his voice, 'all these other schools came and try as I might, I couldn't scare them away.'
Mona snorted into her butterbeer, then grabbed a napkin to wipe her mouth. 'Waaa,' Mona thought, 'Call the Wambulance.'
'You're the pathetic child standing next to the table, drinking butterbeer, aren't you?' said Snape, victory in his voice.
'I am not a pathetic child,' said Mona in self defense.
'I'll take that as a yes.'
'Hmph.'
'Why aren't you with your...,' Snape paused slightly, 'friends?'
'You care?' Mona thought in amusement.
'No... maybe. Let's see if anyone snuck out yet,' Snape said, obviously trying to change the subject. Suddenly, Mona's ruby necklace was getting warm, it was getting warm fast. 'There's 6...13...15...21...26...28...33?'
'Shouldn't there only be 28?' Mona thought worriedly feeling her necklace.
'Yes, well I have to go,' and Mona felt Snape cut off the connection. He got up and walked over to Dumbledore and started whispering something in his ear, who in turn talked to Mc Gonigal.
Mona walked over to her table, suddenly feeling very suspicious. She twirled her hair, and said, 'Ginny?'
A head looked up, and Mona knew she was in the right spot, 'You guys who's Harry?'
'Not here,' said a boy, 'I'm Ron,' he added, helpfully, 'we thought he might be with you or something?'
'No,' Mona said, pulling at her hot necklace, 'you guys, something's not right.'
'What do you mean?' said Ginny getting up.
'Have you realized that there are 33 people wearing masks, not 28?' said Mona; just then a blaze of red light flew over her head. Mona ducked and looked around.
What met her eyes wasn't at all pleasant.
'Death Eaters!' someone shouted and soon the room was filled with screams. People hid behind over turned tables and many took out their wands. But the problem was, no one knew who was who.
A blaze of unusual purple light was going for a girl to Mona's left, without really thinking she pulled the girl down and knocked down a table in the process. They both hid behind it and the girl muttered a faint, 'Thanks.'
Mona saw Dumbledore stand up. A glow of anger so powerful that it frightened her was in his eyes.
He raised his wand, and later all Mona could remember was a glow of white light. And then all was silence.
'Up, up,' a hand was shaking Mona awake, 'Come on.' Mona got up rubbing her head. She looked around; she was lying on the ground in the trophy room. Snape was looking at her with wide eyes, but when he saw her get up he continued to wake people.
She was one of the first up. Mona saw Dumbledore talking to Harry. Harry was nodding, and before Mona knew it, she was being shushed to her dorms by Professor Mc Gonigal. She was telling her not to alarm the students, as Dumbledore would tell what happened at breakfast.