Back again for the next installment? Okay, suit yourself because I've decided that even though this story can get rather amusing at parts, it's my least favorite out of the few stories I've written, but go ahead and read it, I'm sure you'll find something amusing.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Brady Bunch.
Chapter 2: The Quest Begins
Craft pulled out a pocket watch, and said, "It's getting late. Why don't you children go back to your dormitories?" No one moved because they were all talking about the myth of the Forbidden Cheese Wheel or one of the others. "Bloody hell," she mumbled to herself, "why won't these brats listen to me?" She looked around for the perfect student to make an example of. With Neville gone she had to look quite hard. "Hmmm. . . How about," she moved her finger across the crowd of screaming students, "Weasley! Weasley, come here!"
The four Weasley children yelled in unison over the many other screaming children, "which one?"
Professor Craft was taken aback, "my Lord! How many Weasley's are there?"
Fred jokingly replied, "well, let's see: there's Bill, Charlie, Percy, me, George, Ron, Ginny, Greg, Peter, Bobby, Marsha, Jan, and Cindy," he then sang the next part, "and that's the way we became the Weasley Bunch! Oh, and there's mum and dad too."
"Wow . . . your parents certainly were busy. But anyway, Ron, get up here immediately!" She pointed to the floor beside her. Ron looked at his brothers and sister, and slowly started to walk up. "I don't have all day, hurry it up!" Ron quickened his pace, and stood to her right. "Now, quiet down!" It did quiet down a little because Fred and George were silent and closely watching their little brother stand in front of everyone. "This children is Ronald Weasley. He was talking like the rest of you stupid gits, while I was so clearly telling you to shut it. So Mr. Weasley will get to do something, and if you continue talking over me, you'll get to do it too," she looked around the room evilly. "Icafaclesirmisle!"
"You called, milady?" A tall man with pale skin, shaggy brown hair said, as he stepped out of a shadow in the corner. He was wearing little more than a glorified loincloth.
"Summon S.C.R.E.A.M.!"
"Is that an acronym for something?" Ron asked, "cuz 'Mione founded S.P.E.W. and that stands for - -" He was cut off by a loud rumble, and the whole room started to shake. Then a large black box-like thing came out of the ground, and started floating twenty feet above the floor. "Professor? What exactly does S.C.R.E.A.M. stand for?"
"Something Really Evil And Malevolent," she told him.
"But what about the 'C,' you left that one out?"
"It has no word for it. SCREAM sounds better that SREAM, don't ya think? Don't answer, it's a rhetorical question."
"Is it really evil?"
"You'll see," she said as she flung him into the box with her wand. Seconds later, the students still safe on the ground could here Ron screaming. "As for the rest of you: go to your dormitories." As most people had left she said, "Potter, Granger, and the rest of the Weasleys, come here." They came to her as quick as they could. "I bet you all want to see Ron again. Well, you'll have to do something for me first." She smiled wickedly.
"What do we have to do?" Hermione said, "we'll do anything to get Ron back."
"Anything? That's what I like to hear." She turned to the staff table, which was the only table in the room. "Accio chair!" And Dumbledore's giant chair flew over to her. She sat down, "as you children know, I told you the story about the Forbidden Cheese Wheel. I want you to get it for me."
"But," Harry began, "I thought you said no one knows where it is."
"I said no one has found it, that doesn't mean that people don't know where or near where it is. I happen to know of the place it most likely is. And do you know why, children?" They shook their heads. "Because the king I told you about was from a few miles from here."
"But there aren't any other castle for a great distance from here."
"His castle was destroyed shortly after his murder. Alright, I'm going to get to the point: the damn thing is somewhere in the Forbidden Forest, and you five are going to go and get it, or you'll never see Ron again." She turned to face Ron's floating prison, and with a wave of her hands, it was gone along with Icafaclesirmisle. "Go before I change my mind, and keep him forever, or kill him, I haven't decided what I'm going to do with him yet. Go!"
The five ran out of the Great Hall and out of the school. They stopped outside the door, and stared at the forest. "Maybe we should got to the library and see if we can find anything about this stupid thing because the forest is awfully big." Hermione sat on the stone steps, "I had a feeling about her, but I ignored it I guess, but we have to do everything we can to save Ron."
"Why do you like him or something?" George said as he sat down next to her.
"No, of course not. I like Ginny."
"What?!" Came from stunned faces all around her.
"Just kidding! He he, you guys are so gullible!
"That's kinda hot, you know lesbians . . .wait . . .you don't like girls?" Fred asked disappointedly.
"No. It's just fun messing with people's minds." Fred and George looked at each other sadly, Ginny still looked stunned, and Harry just smirked.
So there's another chapter. I think there was definitely some amusing stuff in this chapter . . .oh yeah, review or I'll throw you in S.C.R.E.A.M. and trust me: it's not that fun in there, you know, it's evil and malevolent and stuff . . . so just review so I don't have to do that.