Me: I'm hungry…
J.k Rowling: what do you want me to do about it?
Me: it's your house!
Harry: stop yelling would you!
Ron: I'm hungry too…
J.k Rowling: well if I wasn't tied to a chair at the moment I would get you something.
Me: oh and not me?
Ron: she doesn't own you!
Me: true, but can you please untie me?
Harry: well how are we going to escape if we untie you?
Me: if you were going to do that you would so not be here right now!
Harry: you know what, your right! -turns and leaves-Me: hey! What about me! Let me OUT OF HERE!
As you can see I still don't own them and there are missing signs all over Britain for J.k's characters…
Recap----
The muffin hit Justin Flinch-Flechly on the forehead. He yelled and tossed a turkey leg at Draco witch he ducked and it ended up hitting a poor Hufflepuff girl. This continued until the entire great hall was tossing and flinging food.
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Chapter 8
The faculty did nothing. In fact Dumbledore threw a pork chop at professor McGonagall. Almost the entire faculty was throwing food, but one teacher was missing. Madam Rose had been in her classroom finishing up tomorrow's lesson. She opened the doors and found that she had to shut them again to avoid the enormous pumpkin pie that was flying straight towards her. After she heard the loud splatter, she conjured a large repelling bubble around her and entered the great hall.
"STOP THIS AT ONCE!" she screamed. Everyone froze in their spots and silence endeared. The only sound heard was the shushing of younger students and the clattering of plates and 'throwing utensils'.
"Oh come now Thorn! We all deserve a little fun now and then!" cried professor Dumbledore. Thorn shook her head.
"No! This is unacceptable!" she yelled. "Every one, back to your houses immediately!" the great hall echoed with whines and groans of disapproval as the students pilled out the door.
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"Look what you started!" yelled Draco when they got back to their dorm.
"Me?! I didn't start anything! You were the one that suggested it!" argued Hermione.
"You were the one that threw the mashed potatoes and gravy in my face!"
"Okay you two stop arguing! You're acting like a married couple!" yelled Ginny over their bickering. Hermione and Draco both shot her deathly glares. "He, he, only kidding…"
"Well I need a shower, I have Jell-O in pants…" said Draco starting towards the shower.
"Oh no you don't! I have juice in my hair! I get the shower first!" Draco started laughing.
"That's what you think!"
"Watch it boy!" she screamed grabbing her wand.
"Oh… I'm soooo scared!" he said rolling his eyes.
"I-I-I….. Ava… Azcaban…. Hmmm….. Flipendo!" Draco flew back and hit the wall with a soft thud.
"Is that the best you could do granger?" he asked brushing himself off.
"No. It's the safest thing I can do… unless… ferret…" Draco screamed like a girl (again).
"Anything but the ferret!"
"Transfigro- ferret!" there was loud pooping noise and a loud squeal. Ginny looked down and saw the familiar blonde ferret. Once again she burst out laughing. Hermione started laughing hysterically, almost frightening. The ferret squealed again and started running towards the stairs to 'Draco's room'.
"Nope! You can't escape me!" yelled Hermione flicking her wand. The ferret few into the air, squirming and squealing. Hermione started moving her wand in circles and he started doing back flips. Ginny doubled over laughing harder than she thought possible.
"Hermione… please! Just take the shower already!" she gasped. Hermione sighed.
"Fine! Just keep ferret boy here out of my stuff!" she took the spell off and headed into the shower leaving Draco hunched over the couch moaning in pain.
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You go girl! I mean… umm… that was a horrible and selfish thing to do… but damn that was great!
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The next day Hermione woke up screaming. Sweat stung her eyes and she was breathing heavily. Draco slammed open the door and looked at her in surprise.
"Are you alright?" he asked walking towards her. She looked up at him with horror filled eyes and flung her arms around him once he was near enough. He looked down at her shocked, and then noticed her eyes were sparkling once again. He patted her lightly on the shoulder and began to sooth her.
"It'll be okay Hermione…" he shushed. Just as quick as she had had grabbed him, she jumped away. A fog began to engulf her eyes and she glared at him, grabbing for her wand. He stood up, clearly he was no longer welcome. He left the room letting the door click shut behind him. he had an idea, he would get to her sooner or latter, he just had to get under her skin. If this meant ignoring her for a little while though, so be it.
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RIGHTER'S BLOCK!!!! Ahhhhhhh…. Oh well you've seen shorter…. Please R&R.