Hogwarts Yearbook
Disclaimer: I only own the plot. All hail J.K. Rowling!
A/N: This story is in third person. It has everybody's thoughts in it.
The Hogwarts yearbooks had just come out, and everybody had a copy and spent every bloody waking hour reading and looking at them. As you can probably guess, Hermione was on every single page at least once if not twice.
"Why did they have to use that picture of me for every single page?! I sent them a different one where my hair wasn't smoking. Damn that Malfoy!" said Hermione.
"At least you have a recent picture in the yearbook! They misspelled my name and next to that they put that they couldn't secure a recent picture of mister 'potty'. They used my picture from when I was learning to use the loo! I'm going to kill whoever is the editor of this stupid thing!" said Harry. Just then, Malfoy walked by.
"Well, Mr. Potty, do you like the picture I used in the yearbook? I'm glad that picture of you wasn't a muggle picture. Otherwise, we wouldn't see you in action using the loo!" said Malfoy.
"I wouldn't be one to talk Malfoy. You can't even see your picture since you're so overshadowed by Crabbe and Goyle. If I remember, wasn't that the day your hair looked like a freight train!?" said Hermione bursting out in laughter. Malfoy sneered and walked away.
"Hey guys, look who got voted cutest couple!" Ron said. Everybody's mouths dropped open.
"Crabbe and Goyle!" screamed the trio. Everybody looked over and stared at them.
"Err, look! Pansy Parkinson got voted prettiest girl!" said Harry, trying to take attention off himself.
"What?!" everybody started pulling out their yearbooks and scanning through them.
"You'd never guess that our school would get so excited over a stupid yearbook. Next thing you know, we're going to have cheerleaders and football games." said Hermione. The trio stared off into space imagining what that would look like.
"Cho Chang in a short skirt." said Harry drooling.
"Draco Malfoy with Helmet Hair." said Ron.
"Draco Malfoy in tight pants." said Hermione dreamily. Everybody snapped back to reality.
"What?!?!" screamed Ron and Harry. Just then, Ginny came bounding up to them.
"Guess what? I just got elected captain of the cheerleading squad!" said Ginny. "Check out my uniform!" It was a belly bearing halter top and a super short pleated skirt.
"Who designed these scarves?" asked Ron.
"Malfoy! Didn't he do such a good job?" said Ginny beaming.
"That's it! Our school has gone completely bonkers! Let's go visit Dumbledore about this!" said Hermione. They walked up to the gargoyle.
"Magical Twits." said Ron.
"Wrong password. I guess I'll just let you in. The password is school spirit." whispered the gargoyle. It jumped aside and they headed up the staircase. What they found was to their horror. They found Dumbledore jumping around singing like this.
"Gimme an H, gimme an O, gimme a G, gimme a W, gimme an A, gimme an R, gimme a T, gimme an S. What does that spell?"
"Hogwarts!" said all the portraits in unison.
" V-I-C-T-O-R-Y ! Victory, Victory! That's our cry!" said Dumbledore.
Ron woke up in a pool of sweat. 'It was all a dream' he thought. Then he heard some chanting coming from outside. He looked out the window. The cheerleaders were having practice.
"Oh nooooo!"
The End
Disclaimer: I only own the plot. All hail J.K. Rowling!
A/N: This story is in third person. It has everybody's thoughts in it.
The Hogwarts yearbooks had just come out, and everybody had a copy and spent every bloody waking hour reading and looking at them. As you can probably guess, Hermione was on every single page at least once if not twice.
"Why did they have to use that picture of me for every single page?! I sent them a different one where my hair wasn't smoking. Damn that Malfoy!" said Hermione.
"At least you have a recent picture in the yearbook! They misspelled my name and next to that they put that they couldn't secure a recent picture of mister 'potty'. They used my picture from when I was learning to use the loo! I'm going to kill whoever is the editor of this stupid thing!" said Harry. Just then, Malfoy walked by.
"Well, Mr. Potty, do you like the picture I used in the yearbook? I'm glad that picture of you wasn't a muggle picture. Otherwise, we wouldn't see you in action using the loo!" said Malfoy.
"I wouldn't be one to talk Malfoy. You can't even see your picture since you're so overshadowed by Crabbe and Goyle. If I remember, wasn't that the day your hair looked like a freight train!?" said Hermione bursting out in laughter. Malfoy sneered and walked away.
"Hey guys, look who got voted cutest couple!" Ron said. Everybody's mouths dropped open.
"Crabbe and Goyle!" screamed the trio. Everybody looked over and stared at them.
"Err, look! Pansy Parkinson got voted prettiest girl!" said Harry, trying to take attention off himself.
"What?!" everybody started pulling out their yearbooks and scanning through them.
"You'd never guess that our school would get so excited over a stupid yearbook. Next thing you know, we're going to have cheerleaders and football games." said Hermione. The trio stared off into space imagining what that would look like.
"Cho Chang in a short skirt." said Harry drooling.
"Draco Malfoy with Helmet Hair." said Ron.
"Draco Malfoy in tight pants." said Hermione dreamily. Everybody snapped back to reality.
"What?!?!" screamed Ron and Harry. Just then, Ginny came bounding up to them.
"Guess what? I just got elected captain of the cheerleading squad!" said Ginny. "Check out my uniform!" It was a belly bearing halter top and a super short pleated skirt.
"Who designed these scarves?" asked Ron.
"Malfoy! Didn't he do such a good job?" said Ginny beaming.
"That's it! Our school has gone completely bonkers! Let's go visit Dumbledore about this!" said Hermione. They walked up to the gargoyle.
"Magical Twits." said Ron.
"Wrong password. I guess I'll just let you in. The password is school spirit." whispered the gargoyle. It jumped aside and they headed up the staircase. What they found was to their horror. They found Dumbledore jumping around singing like this.
"Gimme an H, gimme an O, gimme a G, gimme a W, gimme an A, gimme an R, gimme a T, gimme an S. What does that spell?"
"Hogwarts!" said all the portraits in unison.
" V-I-C-T-O-R-Y ! Victory, Victory! That's our cry!" said Dumbledore.
Ron woke up in a pool of sweat. 'It was all a dream' he thought. Then he heard some chanting coming from outside. He looked out the window. The cheerleaders were having practice.
"Oh nooooo!"
The End