Disclaimer: We own Kylie and Wes. The food fight was WeasleyGirl's idea
(GO ME!!!).
A/N: Erm, enjoy!!
The feast was a very confusing affair. After the initial shock of magical food and ghosts, Kylie and Wes were comfortable to eat. They ate all that they could all the while trying to remember all that they could. This wasn't the type of thing that one should forget.
"So, you're Muggles?" said a red haired guy in hopes of starting a conversation.
"I suppose," said Wes around a mouthful of chicken. She swallowed then continued with, "So, what exactly IS a Muggle?"
"It basically means a person who has no magical abilities," explained a girl with bushy, brown hair.
"And you do?" asked Kylie.
The girl nodded.
"That bites!" commented Wes.
The girl asked them many questions about how they got there, what Dumbledore was going to do with them and stuff like that. They tried to answer as honestly as possible, but in truth, they hadn't the foggiest idea as to how it had happened. Kylie had to clamp her hand over Wes's mouth to keep here from re-telling the story that she had told Dumbledore.
Wes seemed to be having the time of her life. Kylie was too of course, but she was a bit apprehensive as to what would really happen to them. This Dumbledore man seemed nice, but still, they had come to this place by complete accident and they didn't belong there. Kylie didn't think they'd be allowed to remember. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she had the notion that they'de be knocked on the head by that greasy fellow.
"Anyway," continued the girl after the 17th question, "I don't believe we've been formally introduced."
"No need, Granger," interrupted a cold voice. Wes, Kylie, the girl, and the two boys turned to look at the owner. Wes' jaw dropped.
"I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy," said the boy. He pointed to the red head, "That's Ron Weasley. He's about as poor as they come." Next he pointed to the black haired boy. "That's Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived. He thinks he's the best thing to ever live even though he has no parents." Now he pointed to the girl. "And that's Hermione Granger, the Mudblood. She doesn't belong here, like you Muggles," Draco finished with a sneer.
Ron, Harry, and Hermione looked infuriated at Draco. Wes, however, bounded up towards Draco and said, "I'm Wes. Wes Taylor." She stuck out her hand so he could shake it, but Draco recoiled slightly and said, "No way am I going to touch a Muggle."
Wes looked outraged. Kylie, knowing what was coming, ducked underneath the table.
Wes picked up a giant spoonful of mashed potatoes and flung it at Draco's head. It landed in the middle of his forehead with a satisfying splat. Next, Wes picked up her goblet of pumpkin juice and dumped it on top of his head.
Everyone was looking on in amazement, until Draco took the bowl of peas and stuffed most of it down Wes' shirt.
Even more furious than before, Wes jumped on Draco's back and started trying to strangle him.
Dumbledore, Oliver, and two other teachers were there in a flash.
Dumbledore and Oliver grabbed Wes, while the other two got a grip on Draco. Dumbledore motioned to them and Wes and Draco were dragged from the Great Hall.
"Kylie!" screamed Wes, fighting to be let go. "They're taking me somewhere! HELP!"
Kylie popped up from under the table in time to see Wes dragged past the doors.
Kylie turned wildly towards Harry, Ron, and Hermione. "What happened?!"
The three, who were busy laughing their heads off, told Kylie about Wes, Draco, and their food fight in between bouts of giggles.
Kylie began wringing her hands in worry and kept asking Harry, Ron, Hermione or a boy named Seamus (who was sitting close by) where Wes was being taken too.
She needn't have worried, however, as after ten minutes Wes and Draco graced the Great Hall with their presence for the second time that night. Kylie could FEEL the tension between the two as they glared at each other.
As Wes came to sit down again she angrily exclaimed, "I HATE that guy!"
"I thought you said he was cute," stated Kylie.
"He is," said Wes. "And evil."
"That's Draco Malfoy for you," said Hermione with a bit of a longing look.
"You think Malfoy's CUTE??!" asked a startled Ron.
Hermione, blushing profusely said, "Everyone does, Ron. I still hate him, don't worry. Besides, he would never fall for a MUDBLOOD."
"Or a Muggle," put in Wes with a sour face.
Kylie, Wes and Hermione all jumped with a start when Dumbledore called for the students to go to bed. Kylie and Wes followed Hermione through the castle that was this odd school.
The thing that startled the two was that this "smart girl", this Hermione, led them straight into a solid wall with a picture of a grossly fat lady in a pink dress. She said, "Every Flavour Beans" to the portrait and it opened. They were led into a circular room with two staircases on either side that had A LOT of people in it. If that wasn't enough to startle the already startled girls, they all began asking them questions and shooting weird looks at them.
After an hour of this, Kylie and Wes went up the stairs that had been shown to them and found a room labeled 7th years. The room was really nice and had 5 4-poster beds in it. There were already people in three of the beds so Kylie and Wes chose the remaining two. Although the were tired, they sat by a window and talked for a long long time. Wes, who always had pen and paper with her, wrote everything down. Then Wes raised the question that they both had been thinking of, "What are they going to do with us?"
Kylie answered confidently, "Well," she said, "I don't think that they'll do anything except put us on a train or airplane or something. I mean, they won't murder two seventeen-year-olds just because of an accident. Oliver would make sure it wouldn't happen. I think that he liked me......I mean us."
"Lets go to bed," said Wes, raising her eyebrows at Kylie's statement. "I'm tired and tomorrow is gonna be even weirder, if that's possible."
"I think it's probably possible," stated Kylie, climbing into her bed.
Wes followed suit but jumped up quickly. "Oh yuck!" she said.
"What?" asked Kylie, sleepily.
"I still have peas in my bra."
"That's what you get for flirting with that Malfoy character," said Kylie, trying not to laugh. . . too much.
A/N: Erm, enjoy!!
The feast was a very confusing affair. After the initial shock of magical food and ghosts, Kylie and Wes were comfortable to eat. They ate all that they could all the while trying to remember all that they could. This wasn't the type of thing that one should forget.
"So, you're Muggles?" said a red haired guy in hopes of starting a conversation.
"I suppose," said Wes around a mouthful of chicken. She swallowed then continued with, "So, what exactly IS a Muggle?"
"It basically means a person who has no magical abilities," explained a girl with bushy, brown hair.
"And you do?" asked Kylie.
The girl nodded.
"That bites!" commented Wes.
The girl asked them many questions about how they got there, what Dumbledore was going to do with them and stuff like that. They tried to answer as honestly as possible, but in truth, they hadn't the foggiest idea as to how it had happened. Kylie had to clamp her hand over Wes's mouth to keep here from re-telling the story that she had told Dumbledore.
Wes seemed to be having the time of her life. Kylie was too of course, but she was a bit apprehensive as to what would really happen to them. This Dumbledore man seemed nice, but still, they had come to this place by complete accident and they didn't belong there. Kylie didn't think they'd be allowed to remember. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she had the notion that they'de be knocked on the head by that greasy fellow.
"Anyway," continued the girl after the 17th question, "I don't believe we've been formally introduced."
"No need, Granger," interrupted a cold voice. Wes, Kylie, the girl, and the two boys turned to look at the owner. Wes' jaw dropped.
"I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy," said the boy. He pointed to the red head, "That's Ron Weasley. He's about as poor as they come." Next he pointed to the black haired boy. "That's Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived. He thinks he's the best thing to ever live even though he has no parents." Now he pointed to the girl. "And that's Hermione Granger, the Mudblood. She doesn't belong here, like you Muggles," Draco finished with a sneer.
Ron, Harry, and Hermione looked infuriated at Draco. Wes, however, bounded up towards Draco and said, "I'm Wes. Wes Taylor." She stuck out her hand so he could shake it, but Draco recoiled slightly and said, "No way am I going to touch a Muggle."
Wes looked outraged. Kylie, knowing what was coming, ducked underneath the table.
Wes picked up a giant spoonful of mashed potatoes and flung it at Draco's head. It landed in the middle of his forehead with a satisfying splat. Next, Wes picked up her goblet of pumpkin juice and dumped it on top of his head.
Everyone was looking on in amazement, until Draco took the bowl of peas and stuffed most of it down Wes' shirt.
Even more furious than before, Wes jumped on Draco's back and started trying to strangle him.
Dumbledore, Oliver, and two other teachers were there in a flash.
Dumbledore and Oliver grabbed Wes, while the other two got a grip on Draco. Dumbledore motioned to them and Wes and Draco were dragged from the Great Hall.
"Kylie!" screamed Wes, fighting to be let go. "They're taking me somewhere! HELP!"
Kylie popped up from under the table in time to see Wes dragged past the doors.
Kylie turned wildly towards Harry, Ron, and Hermione. "What happened?!"
The three, who were busy laughing their heads off, told Kylie about Wes, Draco, and their food fight in between bouts of giggles.
Kylie began wringing her hands in worry and kept asking Harry, Ron, Hermione or a boy named Seamus (who was sitting close by) where Wes was being taken too.
She needn't have worried, however, as after ten minutes Wes and Draco graced the Great Hall with their presence for the second time that night. Kylie could FEEL the tension between the two as they glared at each other.
As Wes came to sit down again she angrily exclaimed, "I HATE that guy!"
"I thought you said he was cute," stated Kylie.
"He is," said Wes. "And evil."
"That's Draco Malfoy for you," said Hermione with a bit of a longing look.
"You think Malfoy's CUTE??!" asked a startled Ron.
Hermione, blushing profusely said, "Everyone does, Ron. I still hate him, don't worry. Besides, he would never fall for a MUDBLOOD."
"Or a Muggle," put in Wes with a sour face.
Kylie, Wes and Hermione all jumped with a start when Dumbledore called for the students to go to bed. Kylie and Wes followed Hermione through the castle that was this odd school.
The thing that startled the two was that this "smart girl", this Hermione, led them straight into a solid wall with a picture of a grossly fat lady in a pink dress. She said, "Every Flavour Beans" to the portrait and it opened. They were led into a circular room with two staircases on either side that had A LOT of people in it. If that wasn't enough to startle the already startled girls, they all began asking them questions and shooting weird looks at them.
After an hour of this, Kylie and Wes went up the stairs that had been shown to them and found a room labeled 7th years. The room was really nice and had 5 4-poster beds in it. There were already people in three of the beds so Kylie and Wes chose the remaining two. Although the were tired, they sat by a window and talked for a long long time. Wes, who always had pen and paper with her, wrote everything down. Then Wes raised the question that they both had been thinking of, "What are they going to do with us?"
Kylie answered confidently, "Well," she said, "I don't think that they'll do anything except put us on a train or airplane or something. I mean, they won't murder two seventeen-year-olds just because of an accident. Oliver would make sure it wouldn't happen. I think that he liked me......I mean us."
"Lets go to bed," said Wes, raising her eyebrows at Kylie's statement. "I'm tired and tomorrow is gonna be even weirder, if that's possible."
"I think it's probably possible," stated Kylie, climbing into her bed.
Wes followed suit but jumped up quickly. "Oh yuck!" she said.
"What?" asked Kylie, sleepily.
"I still have peas in my bra."
"That's what you get for flirting with that Malfoy character," said Kylie, trying not to laugh. . . too much.