A/N: LOL! OK! First off I'd like to give out shout-outs to my reviewers!
Crazies..: I would really like to know the prank if that is alright. I hope those Egyptian gods aren't too mad! Lol! Thanks for the reviews!
Fiona4Ever: LoL. Ok thanks. I'd appreciate that! Tell Michy that she rocks! Thanks again for the reviews! Any prank ideas?
Messed-up Maddness: LOL. I am doing that so, right now! Thanks for the review! Any prank ideas?
leontine-456: thanks for the review! How are things over in Holland? No joke. I wanna know! smiles any prank ideas?
Dragon Rider22: Lol thanks. Any prank ideas?
TeenTypist: My first reviewer! Thanks a lot for the first review! Aren't you the author of 50 Ways to Annoy Voldemort? I love that story if it's yours! Thanks for the reviews! Any prank ideas?
Slimpun: LOL... I sure do hope so! Thanks for the review! Any prank ideas?
And just to any people that read and DON'T review...well.... first of all... review please!? :: bambi eyes:: any prank ideas for Mel to pull?!? Please do tell in a review or e-mail: thanks in advanced.
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I'm gunna go ahead and try and type this without any prank ideas!
Day 56
Entry Title: Catchin' Up Wit Mell
Well! Hello! It's been a long time! These four weeks are up! I'm back to annoy Harry and ruin his life! YAH! Oh! SBH wanted me to tell you that she has a new friend on ! Shooter101! Check her out! Anyhoo! I'll spend the next few minutes telling you how those long. Boring. Four weeks went....
I usually am happy but these weeks I was set into depression but still found ways to annoy him without him knowing it was me.
' DID YOU DO THIS?' Harry demanded holding up his potions' homework. An inkbottle looked as if it tipped onto it.
' No....' I had hid my wand in my jacket a lot those next few weeks. Making inkbottles spill, water fountains squirt at his pants, bees sting him, and other natural ways that he would never suspect it was me.
I think that cleared it up a bit! OH! So many good things are going to be happening the next... counts on fingers 34 days of summer! WE GOT INVITED TO THE BURROW! Yes! More people to annoy.... To bad for Harry though... he's still my main target.... OH WELL! enjoy!
Day 57
Entry Title: Jilted Vacation
" Oh HaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAaaaaaaarrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyy?!" Mel said as she flung herself onto Harry's bed. Harry was packing for our trip to the burrow.
" What?" He said demoralized.
" You going to ask?"
" Ask who what?"
" Ask Hermione to marry you, of course!"
" I can't. I'm only.... 16!"
" Well you might as well if you want to keep her!"
" Get out of my room." Harry said forcefully.
" Fine Mr. Lovey Dovey Pants! Or should I say boxers?" Mel giggled as she skipped out of the room, just before Harry could jinx her...or come up with a good jinx to put on her.
Day 58:
Entry Title: Floo Too the—WHOA!
" Mel? Are you ready?" Harry asked, standing in front of Mrs. Figg's fireplace.
" But it's so cute!" Mel said scratching a cat behind the ears.
" Mel! We've got to go! Thanks, Mrs. Figg, for letting us use your fireplace and Floo powder." Harry said, redirecting his conversation.
" You're welcome, Harry! Come visit anytime!" She encouraged. Harry gave a fake smile and laugh,
" I'll see if I can get around to that..."
" OH! You know what?" Mel said, as if she just realize something, in which, she did.
" What Mel?" Harry asked pulling her over to the mantle.
" I can do magic now without be expelled!" She stood in the fire place and took some floo powder in her hand, "the Burrow!" she was engulfed by green falmes. The echo of 'Whooo!' was heard.
" The burrow," harry said with one last wave at Mrs. Figg.
" WHOA there cowboy!" Mel's piercing voice came. Harry opened his eyes to see Mel between him and the floor.
" Ew, sick, wrong, gross, no!" Harry rolled off of her.
" Harry? Mel? Is that you?" came a familiar voice. It was Ron. He was in his pajamas.
" Yeah it's us..." Mel did that fish move to get up. (A/N: I don't know what it is really called but it's that one trick where you are on your back and you fling out your feet and stand up? I hope that's it! chews on nails) "Harry seems to be having a hard time containing himself tonight..." Mel said to Ron.
" I HEARD THAT!" Harry yelled.
" OH! Come off it Harry! You know you liked it!"
" MEL! I DID NOT!"
" Oh, that's right! Your heart belongs to another!" Mel screamed back.
" What is going on down here?" A boy's voice came from behind the couch.
" Nothing Fred. Or... are you George? I can't see in this light!" Ron asked the tall figure.
" I'm Fred," Fred replied, "George is behind you..." Fred laughed.
Day 59
Entry Title: Yet another lonely night...
Mel sat on her bed with her head under the covers and face shoved in the pillow. A light tap came to the door.
" Mel? Can we come in?" It was Harry and Ron no doubt.
" Why would you want to?" she asked hotly.
" Because we want to talk." Harry said.
" Fine." Mel said sounding belligerent to their incidence.
" Mel? Is something wrong?" she heard the door click shut.
" Just a few things..." she sniffled.
" Mel! Are you okay?" Ron asked, sitting on the foot of her bed. A skinny finger pointed to the desk by the window. There was some parchment on it.
" Do we read it?" Ron asked. Harry picked it up. It read:
' Mel,
I'm leaving you for Trish. Sod off and don't reply to me.
Willy'
" Oh no. I'm sorry Mel..." Harry said turning to her. Maybe it was the fact that she was in silk pajamas or maybe the reflection in her eyes of the moon that struck Harry. He had never realized how pretty she was. He stood there taking in the new girl he saw in front of him.
" Are you sure you're ok Mel?" Ron asked.
" Yet another night alone..." she whispered, shaking.
" Do you want Ginny to stay with you in here?" Ron asked.
" Yes. Thank you." Mel smiled. Ron ran off to go get Ginny.
" Mel... I'm soooo sorry!" Harry sat down beside her. She hugged her knees tighter.
" It's ok. I knew that he wouldn't be the one..." Mel threw her arms around Harry, "Thank you for picking me to be your guard. I really didn't like it there. It was horrible..." She pulled away.
" What exactly was it again?" Harry asked.
" It was a servants quarter and I was the servant of the servants. So everything they said I did because they could beat me ruthlessly if I didn't; and I didn't once and..." she pulled her sleeves up and reviled cuts on her forearms.
" Oh Mel..." Harry said hugging her.
" Harry!" Hermione's voice came.
" He hugged me!" Mel said.
" What?! I was doing it because of these!" He held up Mel's arm, " I was giving her a sympathy hug!"
" Oh..." Hermione gave Mel a hug.
" Everyone is hugging me tonight... this feels weird... Harry?" Mel said.
" Yeah?"
" Say you're sorry!"
" But! I didn't do anything!"
" Liar. End of discussion. Say you're sorry!"
Day 60:
Entry Title: Dance Lessons?
Mel sat on the couch staring at the ceiling. This day was boring for the whole Burrow. Maybe it was the mood Mel was in that made people not want to do anything. Mel suddenly perked up, stood, walked up the stairs, returned with a big box, and went outside.
" What is she doing now?" Fred asked.
" She has very strange ways to cope with things..." Harry warned.
" She's not that bad..." Hermione and Ginny were standing in the window, peering out at whatever Mel was doing. They all came to the window.
Mel was teaching George how to dance?
Mel did a move and George copied and so on and so forth.
They all headed outside and sat on the grass watching.
" C'mon! C'mon!" Mel was twirling and moving her feet and body so fast they couldn't keep up but enjoyed the show.
Her music got to Fred and he started nodding his head and tapping his foot with the beat.
" C'mon! Dance!" Mel pulled them up one by one and stood facing them. Her radio blasted with her music and she said, "Do as I say and we can come up with a dance routine!" Mel moved her feet a way that so she turned around. They did the same, "GOOD! NOW! Move your hips like this and clap your hands like this!" She clapped four times with the beat and swung her hips and did the turn-around again. It was looking pretty cool.
What seemed like hours later, she finally had gotten them to do the dance correctly.
" Now. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight!" They went threw the whole routine, but when Harry missed a step, she stopped them, "Harry, Harry, Harry... you're out if you can't!"
" But I can!"
" Bubbi!"
" But!"
" No buts, no cut, no cocoanuts!" she shooed him off.