~*NEW TEACHERS AT HOGWARTS!*~
(A/N: Whee, this was a fast update. For me, anyway.
Again, I'm warning you: DON'T READ THIS IF YOU DON'T LIKE STORIES WITHOUT PLOTS. ALSO IF YOU DON'T LIKE POINTLESS HUMOUR. IF YOU FLAME ME SAYING THIS WAS POINTLESS, WELL, TRY TO LEAVE A SIGNED REVIEW SO I CAN READ YOUR STORIES, IF ANY, AND FLAME THEM, AHAHAHAHAHA. BECAUSE THIS IS * meant * TO BE POINTLESS. DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU.
In this fic, the books by JKR are real; we've all read them. But Hogwarts is also real. So we know the secret passages and stuff, ahaha.)
~Disclaimer: Nothing you recognize belongs to me. I belong to myself. Sian and Tanya belong to themselves.~
NEW TEACHERS AT HOGWARTS!
Sian (A/N: The accent is getting annoying. I'm going to ignore it. It's a lot easier than having to click 'Insert' then 'Symbols' then the 'â' sign thingy then 'Insert' then 'Close' all the time) and Jamie were hiding. Somewhere. I have no idea where. They didn't, either, actually. They just ran up somewhere like headless chickens, found a somewhat inconspicuous (A/N: If you don't know what that means, highlight it and press 'd' on your keyboard) spot, and hid in there.
Tanya, downstairs, was looking in every single hiding spot she could think of. The closet, under the stairs, the closet under the stairs, the fridge, the kitchen cabinet, under their room's beds, behind couches, and such. She was creeping around the teachers' wing silently. She spotted a door, which was ajar . . . voices were coming from it . . .
'I'm getting bored now,' whispered Jamie.
'Shut up!' hissed Sian. 'She'll hear us.'
There was a short silence.
'When do you think she'll find us?' said Jamie.
'Right now!'
The door opened. Jamie stared at Tanya, standing there with a triumphant, evil grin on her face.
'How'd you do that?' asked Jamie, turning back to face Sian.
'Do what?' said Sian.
'Give a really accurate estimate of when she'd find us.'
'I didn't.'
'Oh.'
Another short silence. Tanya was losing interest in the conversation. The manic glint was returning to her eyes.
'Um, Sian,' said Jamie.
Tanya stuck out her foot discreetly; ready to trip whoever it was that came out first.
'What?'
'I think we should . . . run,' suggested Jamie, who had noticed the manic glint in Tanya's eyes. 'If you don't mind, I'll go first –'
She bolted for the door. Unfortunately, she tripped over Tanya' outstretched foot and went flying. Tanya's eyes widened. She hadn't meant to do that. She'd just wanted to make her stumble. Who knew she lost her balance so easily? Maybe she just wasn't expecting it. Which she wasn't.
Jamie landed.
Tanya ran.
Jamie got up, wincing, and looking around murderously.
'TANYA FREAKING RITARD!!! YOU FREAKING RETARD!!! YOU WAIT TILL I GET MY HANDS ON YOU –'
Jamie ran after Tanya. Even though she completely sucked at athletic stuff, she could run quite fast when she felt like it. In this case, she definitely felt like it. Sports Day? Fat chance.
Tanya looked behind her. Jamie was gaining, slowly, but gaining nonetheless. Tanya turned to face forwards again and almost barely missed the wall. 'What the fish -' she said, dodging it. Jamie avoided it and continued running.
A FEW MINUTES LATER
Sian was finally coming out of the closet.
Just around the corner, Tanya was running down the hallway, Jamie hot on her heels. Tanya turned the corner and almost crashed into Sian. However, because of this, Tanya had to stop. Also, she was getting pretty tired.
Jamie turned the corner and skidded to a halt. She was also out of breath, and very tired. She hadn't much stamina as Tanya. Or Sian, as a matter of fact.
'Fish you, Tanya,' said Jamie, glaring at Tanya.
AFTER SOME DUELING AND STUFF LATER
'Okay, this is getting stupid,' said Sian.
Tanya was on the floor, laughing hysterically. And not just because of a spell, either.
Jamie was doing some weird interpretive dance thingy. Tanya was half- laughing at that, and half-laughing because she was under the Laughing Spell thing.
Sian sighed, waved her wand, and said, 'Finite Incantatem!'
Jamie stopped dancing. Tanya, however, didn't stop laughing.
Jamie glared at Tanya and jabbed her own wand at Tanya. 'Silencio!'
The room was silent, though Tanya continued to laugh.
'Hermione would be so proud of you,' said Sian, looking at Tanya.
'I know,' grinned Jamie. She looked down at Tanya, too. 'Oops.'
Tanya's hair now had blonde highlights.
Tanya really stopped laughing now. She glanced into a nearby mirror. A wide grin split her face.
Sian took off the Silencing Charm momentarily, just to see how she'd react.
'I FINALLY GOT HIGHLIGHTS! YAY!!!'
Jamie and Sian stared.
Tanya was leaping around in joy.
Jamie looked at Sian, then looked back at Tanya. She grinned again, an evil one this time.
Jamie pointed her wand at Tanya and said, 'Finite Incantatem!'
Tanya's new highlights vanished.
Tanya, noting her highlights were gone, stopped cheering. She shot Jamie a malicious look.
'Methinks you both have death wishes,' said Sian.
Jamie and Tanya reverted their gazes to Sian.
'Oops.' was the only word that came out of her mouth. Well, besides the next thing she said, which was:
'Um . . .'
Then:
'I . . . take it back?'
Jamie, satisfied, withdrew her gaze. Tanya glared at Sian a moment longer, then she too turned away.
Sian sighed in relief.
'Let's go unpack,' said Jamie, going to their rooms.
AFTER SOME UNPACKING LATER
'Now that's got over with,' said Jamie, stuffing a green tie-dye T-shirt into her dresser, 'let's explore the castle.'
'Give me a minute,' said Sian, attempting to force two pairs of jeans into an already overflowing drawer.
'I'm done!' said Tanya.
'You need to fold those first, you understand, right?' said Jamie, pointing at Sian's jeans.
'They ARE folded!' snapped Sian.
'Look, just leave them for now and we'll come back later,' said Jamie, rolling her eyes for no particular reason.
AFTER SOME ALMOST-TRIPPING-OVER-A-STAIR-SOMEHOW-ING LATER (A/N: I can't believe Word didn't think that was a grammar mistake.)
'Hey, let's go check out the Room of Requirement thing,' suggested Sian.
'And what kind of room do we require right now?' asked Jamie.
'Um . . .'
'Let's ask it for a Starbucks Coffee!' said Tanya.
'Right.'
'Whatever.'
They went to the seventh floor, found the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy (or whatever it was), paced in front of the wall across the tapestry three times, thinking of a Starbucks Coffee, grabbed the handle of the glass door which had appeared, and went inside.
There really wasn't much activity in the café. It looked just your regular Starbucks during a not-rush-hour time.
There was a rack of the day's newspapers near the door. The seats looked quite comfortable, there was an add-sugar-and-stuff station thingy, and the room even had a few people in it.
'Okay . . .'
'This . . . is weird.' said Sian.
'Can I have a grand mocha, please?'
Jamie and Sian looked at the register thingy, or whatever you call it. Tanya was already at it, ordering one Grand size mocha and a mini chocolate éclair. (A/N: I love those. Mmm, éclair-y . . .)
'I'll have a tall hot chocolate,' said Jamie, moving next to Tanya and glancing at the menu on the wall behind the 'register thingy or whatever you call it'.
'And I'll have a tall espresso, please' said Sian.
The . . . er, clerk? or whatever you call them waved her wand. One grand mocha, one tall hot chocolate, one tall espresso, and a mini éclair on a plate appeared on the counter.
'On the house,' said the employee with a smile.
'I like this Starbucks!' said Tanya, as they found a table in the corner.
'Do you think Dumbledore comes here often?' said Sian.
'Well, yeah,' said Jamie. 'Probably.'
They finished their random snack thingy and headed out the door. As soon as they were all out and Jamie closed the door behind her, it vanished.
'Cool,' said Jamie appreciatively.
'Yeah,' agreed Sian.
'Let's go,' said Jamie.
'Yep!' said Tanya, leading the way.
AFTER SOME WALKING AND STUFF LATER
'I'm bored,' said Jamie.
'You're ALWAYS bored,' said Sian, rolling her eyes. (A/N: This is true.)
'Let's go to Hogsmeade!' suggested Tanya.
'I'm going back up,' said Jamie, turning back.
Tanya stuck her tongue out at Jamie's retreating back, turned to Sian, and found that she was yawning and following Jamie.
Tanya huffed and followed them.
(A/N: Four and one-fifth pages, the most I've ever written for any fic in one chapter. Cool. :p)
(A/N: Whee, this was a fast update. For me, anyway.
Again, I'm warning you: DON'T READ THIS IF YOU DON'T LIKE STORIES WITHOUT PLOTS. ALSO IF YOU DON'T LIKE POINTLESS HUMOUR. IF YOU FLAME ME SAYING THIS WAS POINTLESS, WELL, TRY TO LEAVE A SIGNED REVIEW SO I CAN READ YOUR STORIES, IF ANY, AND FLAME THEM, AHAHAHAHAHA. BECAUSE THIS IS * meant * TO BE POINTLESS. DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU.
In this fic, the books by JKR are real; we've all read them. But Hogwarts is also real. So we know the secret passages and stuff, ahaha.)
~Disclaimer: Nothing you recognize belongs to me. I belong to myself. Sian and Tanya belong to themselves.~
NEW TEACHERS AT HOGWARTS!
Sian (A/N: The accent is getting annoying. I'm going to ignore it. It's a lot easier than having to click 'Insert' then 'Symbols' then the 'â' sign thingy then 'Insert' then 'Close' all the time) and Jamie were hiding. Somewhere. I have no idea where. They didn't, either, actually. They just ran up somewhere like headless chickens, found a somewhat inconspicuous (A/N: If you don't know what that means, highlight it and press 'd' on your keyboard) spot, and hid in there.
Tanya, downstairs, was looking in every single hiding spot she could think of. The closet, under the stairs, the closet under the stairs, the fridge, the kitchen cabinet, under their room's beds, behind couches, and such. She was creeping around the teachers' wing silently. She spotted a door, which was ajar . . . voices were coming from it . . .
'I'm getting bored now,' whispered Jamie.
'Shut up!' hissed Sian. 'She'll hear us.'
There was a short silence.
'When do you think she'll find us?' said Jamie.
'Right now!'
The door opened. Jamie stared at Tanya, standing there with a triumphant, evil grin on her face.
'How'd you do that?' asked Jamie, turning back to face Sian.
'Do what?' said Sian.
'Give a really accurate estimate of when she'd find us.'
'I didn't.'
'Oh.'
Another short silence. Tanya was losing interest in the conversation. The manic glint was returning to her eyes.
'Um, Sian,' said Jamie.
Tanya stuck out her foot discreetly; ready to trip whoever it was that came out first.
'What?'
'I think we should . . . run,' suggested Jamie, who had noticed the manic glint in Tanya's eyes. 'If you don't mind, I'll go first –'
She bolted for the door. Unfortunately, she tripped over Tanya' outstretched foot and went flying. Tanya's eyes widened. She hadn't meant to do that. She'd just wanted to make her stumble. Who knew she lost her balance so easily? Maybe she just wasn't expecting it. Which she wasn't.
Jamie landed.
Tanya ran.
Jamie got up, wincing, and looking around murderously.
'TANYA FREAKING RITARD!!! YOU FREAKING RETARD!!! YOU WAIT TILL I GET MY HANDS ON YOU –'
Jamie ran after Tanya. Even though she completely sucked at athletic stuff, she could run quite fast when she felt like it. In this case, she definitely felt like it. Sports Day? Fat chance.
Tanya looked behind her. Jamie was gaining, slowly, but gaining nonetheless. Tanya turned to face forwards again and almost barely missed the wall. 'What the fish -' she said, dodging it. Jamie avoided it and continued running.
A FEW MINUTES LATER
Sian was finally coming out of the closet.
Just around the corner, Tanya was running down the hallway, Jamie hot on her heels. Tanya turned the corner and almost crashed into Sian. However, because of this, Tanya had to stop. Also, she was getting pretty tired.
Jamie turned the corner and skidded to a halt. She was also out of breath, and very tired. She hadn't much stamina as Tanya. Or Sian, as a matter of fact.
'Fish you, Tanya,' said Jamie, glaring at Tanya.
AFTER SOME DUELING AND STUFF LATER
'Okay, this is getting stupid,' said Sian.
Tanya was on the floor, laughing hysterically. And not just because of a spell, either.
Jamie was doing some weird interpretive dance thingy. Tanya was half- laughing at that, and half-laughing because she was under the Laughing Spell thing.
Sian sighed, waved her wand, and said, 'Finite Incantatem!'
Jamie stopped dancing. Tanya, however, didn't stop laughing.
Jamie glared at Tanya and jabbed her own wand at Tanya. 'Silencio!'
The room was silent, though Tanya continued to laugh.
'Hermione would be so proud of you,' said Sian, looking at Tanya.
'I know,' grinned Jamie. She looked down at Tanya, too. 'Oops.'
Tanya's hair now had blonde highlights.
Tanya really stopped laughing now. She glanced into a nearby mirror. A wide grin split her face.
Sian took off the Silencing Charm momentarily, just to see how she'd react.
'I FINALLY GOT HIGHLIGHTS! YAY!!!'
Jamie and Sian stared.
Tanya was leaping around in joy.
Jamie looked at Sian, then looked back at Tanya. She grinned again, an evil one this time.
Jamie pointed her wand at Tanya and said, 'Finite Incantatem!'
Tanya's new highlights vanished.
Tanya, noting her highlights were gone, stopped cheering. She shot Jamie a malicious look.
'Methinks you both have death wishes,' said Sian.
Jamie and Tanya reverted their gazes to Sian.
'Oops.' was the only word that came out of her mouth. Well, besides the next thing she said, which was:
'Um . . .'
Then:
'I . . . take it back?'
Jamie, satisfied, withdrew her gaze. Tanya glared at Sian a moment longer, then she too turned away.
Sian sighed in relief.
'Let's go unpack,' said Jamie, going to their rooms.
AFTER SOME UNPACKING LATER
'Now that's got over with,' said Jamie, stuffing a green tie-dye T-shirt into her dresser, 'let's explore the castle.'
'Give me a minute,' said Sian, attempting to force two pairs of jeans into an already overflowing drawer.
'I'm done!' said Tanya.
'You need to fold those first, you understand, right?' said Jamie, pointing at Sian's jeans.
'They ARE folded!' snapped Sian.
'Look, just leave them for now and we'll come back later,' said Jamie, rolling her eyes for no particular reason.
AFTER SOME ALMOST-TRIPPING-OVER-A-STAIR-SOMEHOW-ING LATER (A/N: I can't believe Word didn't think that was a grammar mistake.)
'Hey, let's go check out the Room of Requirement thing,' suggested Sian.
'And what kind of room do we require right now?' asked Jamie.
'Um . . .'
'Let's ask it for a Starbucks Coffee!' said Tanya.
'Right.'
'Whatever.'
They went to the seventh floor, found the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy (or whatever it was), paced in front of the wall across the tapestry three times, thinking of a Starbucks Coffee, grabbed the handle of the glass door which had appeared, and went inside.
There really wasn't much activity in the café. It looked just your regular Starbucks during a not-rush-hour time.
There was a rack of the day's newspapers near the door. The seats looked quite comfortable, there was an add-sugar-and-stuff station thingy, and the room even had a few people in it.
'Okay . . .'
'This . . . is weird.' said Sian.
'Can I have a grand mocha, please?'
Jamie and Sian looked at the register thingy, or whatever you call it. Tanya was already at it, ordering one Grand size mocha and a mini chocolate éclair. (A/N: I love those. Mmm, éclair-y . . .)
'I'll have a tall hot chocolate,' said Jamie, moving next to Tanya and glancing at the menu on the wall behind the 'register thingy or whatever you call it'.
'And I'll have a tall espresso, please' said Sian.
The . . . er, clerk? or whatever you call them waved her wand. One grand mocha, one tall hot chocolate, one tall espresso, and a mini éclair on a plate appeared on the counter.
'On the house,' said the employee with a smile.
'I like this Starbucks!' said Tanya, as they found a table in the corner.
'Do you think Dumbledore comes here often?' said Sian.
'Well, yeah,' said Jamie. 'Probably.'
They finished their random snack thingy and headed out the door. As soon as they were all out and Jamie closed the door behind her, it vanished.
'Cool,' said Jamie appreciatively.
'Yeah,' agreed Sian.
'Let's go,' said Jamie.
'Yep!' said Tanya, leading the way.
AFTER SOME WALKING AND STUFF LATER
'I'm bored,' said Jamie.
'You're ALWAYS bored,' said Sian, rolling her eyes. (A/N: This is true.)
'Let's go to Hogsmeade!' suggested Tanya.
'I'm going back up,' said Jamie, turning back.
Tanya stuck her tongue out at Jamie's retreating back, turned to Sian, and found that she was yawning and following Jamie.
Tanya huffed and followed them.
(A/N: Four and one-fifth pages, the most I've ever written for any fic in one chapter. Cool. :p)