I am not in the mood for enthusiasm, so let's get right to the review replies:
Monikka Daluver: Yeah, I knew you'd love the chicken lady touch! So you. Heh-heh. Bubble gum pink hair, screeching randomness, trying to kill kids...(you shall see THAT this chapter) and also you get to be completely immature. By the way, you have had some reviewers! They like you, they really like you! (well, part you, part me) Yes, I will always give you the dancing bananas...I think he read your e-mail too. He said he has fans...and likes pink...(much to my disgust)
Lost Souls of Angels: My favorite song off their cd would have to be errr...probably...Agoraphobia or Pink Tractorbeam. Dancing cats are not strange. I like both of those videos. Even Ballerina Hitler, Eagle Bush, and fish citizens...----U Personally, I also like Pardon Me. Its good and I've liked it for a long time, but I never really paid attention to who sang it. Oh, and its not my Professor Rikka, its mostly Monikka DaLuver's. I just add cool little ideas, but mainly the character is hers. Like I added 'Chicken Lady' and stuff. Yeah, I was sitting there for a whole minute thinking about what sort of board she should have. I knew silver and black and well...I liked roses. Yup! Genius here! Oh, no waves I appreciate long reviews. Heh-heh. They boost my eg—er...self-esteem? Heh-heh Must go make microwave dinner now. Hungry...
SillyBandit: You aren't five and sugar high? Oh...my bad... OF COURSE IT GOES WITHOUT SAYING!!! I AM THE GREAT ZANZA!!! AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!!
Okay, this is sad. WHERE ARE ALL MY LOYAL REVIEWERS?!
"Why do you think Professor Rikka sent us all portkeys to this dump?" Troy asked lazily. "I dunno. This place is like a hell hole," Ty answered, surveying the dusty desert. "Who knows with that psychotic 'chicken lady', you said?" Troy mused.
"Hey, Rory," a voice drawled. Rory glanced over at the source. "What d'ya suppose we're gonna do here?" Draco asked, idly, with Monica at his side, talking animatedly with Blaise about the importance of the color pink. "Well, by the looks of it, you better not be afraid of heights and know how to swim," Rory replied, bored. "What do you mean by that?" Rory looked at him and motioned for him to follow her. She stepped up to a ledge, Draco following. She pointed downwards and Draco craned his neck to see down. "...........Eep." "See?" He nodded vigorously.
On a mission started by my own admission
I will leave you all behind
"WELL HELLO THERE, PATHETIC STUDENTS!!!" a voice screeched. "Hello Professor Rikka" voices chorused. "I'm sure you're all wondering what psychotic stunt I'm having you all do today. But I assure you...," Rikka's voice trailed off as glimmers of hope shone in her students' eyes. "THAT THIS WILL BE ONE OF THE MOST INSANE STUNTS I WILL EVER HAVE YOU DO!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" Rikka yelled insanely as the students groaned in disappointment, all hopeful sparkling in their eyes immediately disappearing. Rikka cleared her throat and motioned for all the students to gather around her. "Now, today, all I ask of you is to jump off of this cliff...into a freezing stream...five times..." Rikka announced, grinning. "Now, everyone transfigure your clothes into bathing suits, much like this..." Rikka's voice trailed as she grabbed Potter out of a crowd and pointed her wand at him and with a 'POP!' the boy's robes were transfigured into a pink and yellow one piece, ballerina-style little girl's swimsuit, much to Monica's amazement. "Aww! Its so adorable!!! And pink! I love a man who wears pink!" she squealed sheepishly. "Though I am more into a man who looks at least vaguely hot," she added quite seriously and clasped herself onto Draco's arm. At this point Colin Creevey had whipped out his camera and taken several snapshots. Also, Rory reached over and asked him if she could have one of those. The crowd burst out laughing as Potter blushed and brought his wand out and transfigured his ballerina swimsuit into a pair of swimming trunks, that, somehow, had remained pink and yellow, to the Boy-Who-Lived(-to-annoy-handsome-blokes-like-Draco)'s dismay. He immediately turning a deeper shade of crimson, as the crowd burst into more giggles and guffaws, tears streaming down their faces. Seamus Finnigan finally got over his fit of laughter and whipped out his wand, helping Potter turn his shorts navy, much to the disappointment of the Wonder Boy's audience.
By direction I'll create my own protection
The real me you'll never find
As the laughter died down, Professor Rikka got back to the front of the crowd. "Now, as I was saying, everyone, transfigure your clothes into bathing suits. And by the way, Potter, you look really good in pink. I think its one of your colors!" she yelled excitedly, grinning madly.
Rory set to changing her robes into a bathing suit. (without the tie in the back. She has many enemies. TOO many) She brought out her wand and thought about what she wanted for her bathing suit. It only took her a minute to decide. She pointed her wand at herself and mumbled an incantation, turning her Gryffindor robes into a silver, green, and black tankini and boy shorts to match, earning appreciative whistles from the male population of the group. But she also had on a silver cuff, embedded with emeralds, on her upper arm, to the curiosity of Draco. She waited for Troy and Ty to transfigure their own Gryffindor robes into swimming trunks, Ty's orange and navy, Troy decided on pink and yellow shorts. "Oh, Harry. I hate to steal your colors, but they just look SO grand on me, don't you think?" Troy asked, prancing up to Potter in a girly manner. Rory grinned at her friend's antics. 'That's my boy. Funny and utterly irritating, all at once...and he does look pretty good in those colors...'
Aspirations turn to fear and desperation
Nothing's ever good enough for you
"Okay, my puppets! (she took to calling them that...mostly because it irritated them and it was weird) Now, Barbie!" Rikka called as the entirely bimboish woman returned in a pink bikini with a 'POP!' 'Well, at least, the bimbo has to do it, too.' "If you would, Barbie, I would like you to demonstrate today's lesson." Rikka needn't say more, for the bimbo immediately jumped off the cliff, arms flapping, and her screams ringing throughout the canyon. The group of students looked down into the river just in time to see the splash that followed Barbie hitting the water. Several students headed down to the flat area, where Barbie would come out. A blond head emerged from the water, slowly growing to form Barbie, mascara running and totally mortified. She picked a piece of algae off of herself in disgust. "Why, thank you, Barbie!" Rikka yelled. Barbie's frown instantaneously turned into a bright smile and a nod. She disappeared with yet another 'POP.'
Burning inside 'cause I see there's no tomorrow,
I'm only seeing what I want you to.
"Okay students, your turn. Who wants to go first?" Rikka asked. When no one raised their hand, Rikka pulled a certain Weasley out of the crowd, a look of horror on his face. "Well then, I suppose you should go first the Mr. Weasley." "W-what? There's no r-rocks down there, right? L-like s-sharp rocks?" he asked, voice wavering. "Well Mr. Weasley, I can't guarantee that..." Rikka answered mysteriously, but she grinned upon seeing the look of horror when she shoved him off the side of the cliff. He fell screaming and yelling curses openly, arms and legs flapping. "OH, MY VIRGIN EARS!!! THEY'VE BEEN TAINTED!!!!" Rikka screamed, then cleared her throat professionally and said, "That's five points off for obscenities..." That followed up with a large crash and/or splash. She looked down upon him and drawled, "Oh...Bad form too." "I HONESTLY EXPECT BETTER FROM YOU ALL!! ABSOLUTELY PATHETIC!! YOU ACT LIKE YOU'VE NEVER JUMPED OFF A CLIFF BEFORE!!!!" she added angrily. She scoffed. "Next?" she asked politely. "How about you, Mr. Malfoy?" Draco looked up at her in horror, but immediately cleared his face of any emotion. "Ummm...I don't think so-" "Of course, he would love to. He is, after all, an excellent diver," Rory offered, smirking. "Yeah, he's the best," Monica added. Draco stood there, staring at the two smirking girls, mouth agape. "W-what?" "Oh, that's wonderful. Looks like we're in for a real treat, eh, Mr. Malfoy? Now, go ahead..." Rikka suggested. "B-bu-but-" "Oh, sometimes Drakie here needs a little PUSH!" Monica said, grabbing Rory, stepping behind Draco, and pushed him off the edge. "Desa-pink," Rory mumbled, smirking. (a/n I have no clue what that means....) She looked down into the stream, listening to Draco's protest. She heard a splash as Draco fell into hot pink water.
Never gonna find me
Never gonna find me
Draco slowly trudged out of the heavy paint, completely covered in pink. "YOU TWO!!!!" he bellowed, pointing at Rory and Monica, who pointed to their selves innocently. He growled at the two and yelled, "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT THIS COULD DO TO MY HAIR?!?! MY BEAUTIFUL HAIR!!!!!!!" The two giggled. "Let me tell you a secret, Drakie, hun," Rory started. "We hold grudges," she finished, smirking widely. The entire audience that had gathered (they were barely containing their laughter he might kill 'em) finally burst out in laughter.
Way down deep inside there is a real me
I'm always gonna hide and this is who you'll see
"Okay, okay. Who's next?" Rikka asked after she changed the pink paint back to water. Rory volunteered. Its not like anyone could get her back. The wands had been sent back to Hogwarts for safekeeping, but of course, she needn't have a wand, she had unfocused magic, like most of her family.
"Okay then, Rory. Go ahead," Rikka urged. Rory took a running start off of the cliff and before she started her fall (she was hanging in air) she back-flipped into her descent. The crowd stared in awe as she struck random poses and gymnastic moves, and finally 'Can Opener'ed into the water. Troy and Ty started off clapping enthusiastically, used to this kind of thing, and the others soon followed their example. Rory waded out of the water and onto shore, to her receiving crowd. "Wonderful job, Rory! Nice poses. I especially liked the 'duck on a microwave' pose!" Rikka complimented enthusiastically. "Thanks." Rory sauntered over to Ty and Troy. "I expected you to do well, BUT HOW THE BLOODY HELL DID YOU DO THAT?!" Troy asked, amazed. "Well, before I met you and Lupin, I was freaking terrified of heights, so Lupin made me jump off random high objects. And it had to be good or else no music practice," Rory replied casually.
Never gonna find me
Never gonna find me
Everyone had their turn jumping off the cliff. A few of the more amusing ones were Potter, Troy (who decided to resist feverently much to Rory and Rikka's amusement as they pushed him off), Pansy, Bullstrode, Crabbe and Goyle (they dropped like rocks), not to mention Weasley and Draco. Zabini was all right and so was Ty, much to the disappointment of the crowd.
Way down deep inside there is a real me
I'm always gonna hide and this is who you'll see
"Why, in the name of Merlin, did you do THAT?" Draco raved. "Well, number one: You tried to trick me. Number two: It almost worked. Number three: Revenge. Number four and ultimately the overruling reason: I wanted to see how YOU look in pink," Rory explained casually. "Therefore you make me jump into a stream of pink paint?!" "Well, that and Monica was a little upset with you too and pink IS her favorite color. But she says she forgives you now," she lazily conversed. "Oh, yeah. THAT'S nice," Draco whined. "Well, you've had your shot at me, I've had mine at you. Let's leave it at that. Let each other be and there won't be anymore fighting and tricks," Rory rationalized. "So you're saying you only became friends, well not friends, but civil, just so you could get back at me?" Draco asked, the truth dawning upon him. "Oh...evil, self-obsessed blond caught me! Damn! Things will never change." Rory mused sarcastically. Draco glared at her. "Well, now that I've had my revenge...I'll be off. Bye-bye, Malfoy..."
Never gonna find me
Never gonna find me
Way down deep inside they haven't found me yet
I'm always gonna hide and this is who you'll get
"Students! Now, I know this is odd, but I'm going to assign you homework. Partly because it irritates you and partly because it needs to be done. I want you to write a paragraph on what animagi form is if you have one or what it would be if you don't," Rikka explained. The group groaned. "One more thing. I would like you to write what kind of food or drink you think your classmates would be, including yourself." Choruses of "But"'s and "Unfair!"'s ensued. "JUST SHUT UP AND DO IT!!!!!!!!" A hush fell over the students. "Thank you!" Rikka said cheerfully. "You're dismissed!"
On a mission to establish my attrition
You may think that you have won
"Hey Draco, man," Troy called, Ty behind him. "I just wanna say, we're sorry about Rory. She got really upset about that whole thing at the prison and she isn't one to let go..." Draco nodded knowingly. "Yup, it's one of the amazing attributes of Rory. So of which include, Stand-Alone-Syndrome, Inhumane-Disorder, Sarcastic-Overload, and Mercy- Deficiency," Ty added. "Yeah, I've noticed those," Draco drawled. "Well, gotta go before Rory comes and finds/kills us!"
Your rejection has brought on my introspection
I'll escape I'll only run
Rory watched the three boys from a distance. Hell, she knew they were apologizing for her, but damn if she was gonna give a crap about it. Their lives, they can associate with who they want. 'But I'll remain hidden. Forever running.' She sighed and left.
Accusations may destroy my motivation
I can feel it when you're pushing me
Burn in sorrow 'cause I see there's no tomorrow
Only I know which me you'll see
Rory tried to focus on that DADA homework. It was ridiculous! She respected the woman, but this was just plain stupid. She finished the Animagi paragraph easily, but that food and drink thing...gah. Plain out stupid. She huffed and remained calm. Only two more. Weasley: Apple. Not only red, but goes sour without care. Malfoy: Milk. He'll do ya good. She snorted at her own replies. So accurate. 'Damn, I'm good.'
Break away!
Run!
Down inside!
I've got to!
Push it way!
Down!
I did not choose this!
How come the last person had to be him? It just left her thinking. 'Why did I tell him that?' Her own words replayed in her head. 'Things will never change.' Maybe they could. But she wasn't ready to take that chance. Who's to say he's not using her like the rest? 'GAH!! WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE ME?! WHY HIM?!'
I don't really know
what I wanna say
I can't afford to throw
god make it go away now.
Try to make it through,
fuck your decision,
I can feel myself
but I'm burning up now.
"This is so stupid. I don't care about him or what the hell he feels..." 'Maybe you do.' A small voice echoed through her head. "Damn you! You're wrong! But damn, so right..."
Never gonna find me
Oh, how wonderful. I'm done. Beautious. does the I'm Zanza, look at me dance Everyone rejoice. PS this is the Offspring. Send me all comments. OR ELSE I WILL SET MY FLEET OF HUMMINGBIRDS AND SQUIRRELS THAT IMPALE REANDOM PEOPLE WITH COLORFUL FLAMING SPORKS UPON MY COMMAND!!!!!!!
freaky titles
Zanza
Monikka Daluver: Yeah, I knew you'd love the chicken lady touch! So you. Heh-heh. Bubble gum pink hair, screeching randomness, trying to kill kids...(you shall see THAT this chapter) and also you get to be completely immature. By the way, you have had some reviewers! They like you, they really like you! (well, part you, part me) Yes, I will always give you the dancing bananas...I think he read your e-mail too. He said he has fans...and likes pink...(much to my disgust)
Lost Souls of Angels: My favorite song off their cd would have to be errr...probably...Agoraphobia or Pink Tractorbeam. Dancing cats are not strange. I like both of those videos. Even Ballerina Hitler, Eagle Bush, and fish citizens...----U Personally, I also like Pardon Me. Its good and I've liked it for a long time, but I never really paid attention to who sang it. Oh, and its not my Professor Rikka, its mostly Monikka DaLuver's. I just add cool little ideas, but mainly the character is hers. Like I added 'Chicken Lady' and stuff. Yeah, I was sitting there for a whole minute thinking about what sort of board she should have. I knew silver and black and well...I liked roses. Yup! Genius here! Oh, no waves I appreciate long reviews. Heh-heh. They boost my eg—er...self-esteem? Heh-heh Must go make microwave dinner now. Hungry...
SillyBandit: You aren't five and sugar high? Oh...my bad... OF COURSE IT GOES WITHOUT SAYING!!! I AM THE GREAT ZANZA!!! AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!!
Okay, this is sad. WHERE ARE ALL MY LOYAL REVIEWERS?!
"Why do you think Professor Rikka sent us all portkeys to this dump?" Troy asked lazily. "I dunno. This place is like a hell hole," Ty answered, surveying the dusty desert. "Who knows with that psychotic 'chicken lady', you said?" Troy mused.
"Hey, Rory," a voice drawled. Rory glanced over at the source. "What d'ya suppose we're gonna do here?" Draco asked, idly, with Monica at his side, talking animatedly with Blaise about the importance of the color pink. "Well, by the looks of it, you better not be afraid of heights and know how to swim," Rory replied, bored. "What do you mean by that?" Rory looked at him and motioned for him to follow her. She stepped up to a ledge, Draco following. She pointed downwards and Draco craned his neck to see down. "...........Eep." "See?" He nodded vigorously.
On a mission started by my own admission
I will leave you all behind
"WELL HELLO THERE, PATHETIC STUDENTS!!!" a voice screeched. "Hello Professor Rikka" voices chorused. "I'm sure you're all wondering what psychotic stunt I'm having you all do today. But I assure you...," Rikka's voice trailed off as glimmers of hope shone in her students' eyes. "THAT THIS WILL BE ONE OF THE MOST INSANE STUNTS I WILL EVER HAVE YOU DO!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" Rikka yelled insanely as the students groaned in disappointment, all hopeful sparkling in their eyes immediately disappearing. Rikka cleared her throat and motioned for all the students to gather around her. "Now, today, all I ask of you is to jump off of this cliff...into a freezing stream...five times..." Rikka announced, grinning. "Now, everyone transfigure your clothes into bathing suits, much like this..." Rikka's voice trailed as she grabbed Potter out of a crowd and pointed her wand at him and with a 'POP!' the boy's robes were transfigured into a pink and yellow one piece, ballerina-style little girl's swimsuit, much to Monica's amazement. "Aww! Its so adorable!!! And pink! I love a man who wears pink!" she squealed sheepishly. "Though I am more into a man who looks at least vaguely hot," she added quite seriously and clasped herself onto Draco's arm. At this point Colin Creevey had whipped out his camera and taken several snapshots. Also, Rory reached over and asked him if she could have one of those. The crowd burst out laughing as Potter blushed and brought his wand out and transfigured his ballerina swimsuit into a pair of swimming trunks, that, somehow, had remained pink and yellow, to the Boy-Who-Lived(-to-annoy-handsome-blokes-like-Draco)'s dismay. He immediately turning a deeper shade of crimson, as the crowd burst into more giggles and guffaws, tears streaming down their faces. Seamus Finnigan finally got over his fit of laughter and whipped out his wand, helping Potter turn his shorts navy, much to the disappointment of the Wonder Boy's audience.
By direction I'll create my own protection
The real me you'll never find
As the laughter died down, Professor Rikka got back to the front of the crowd. "Now, as I was saying, everyone, transfigure your clothes into bathing suits. And by the way, Potter, you look really good in pink. I think its one of your colors!" she yelled excitedly, grinning madly.
Rory set to changing her robes into a bathing suit. (without the tie in the back. She has many enemies. TOO many) She brought out her wand and thought about what she wanted for her bathing suit. It only took her a minute to decide. She pointed her wand at herself and mumbled an incantation, turning her Gryffindor robes into a silver, green, and black tankini and boy shorts to match, earning appreciative whistles from the male population of the group. But she also had on a silver cuff, embedded with emeralds, on her upper arm, to the curiosity of Draco. She waited for Troy and Ty to transfigure their own Gryffindor robes into swimming trunks, Ty's orange and navy, Troy decided on pink and yellow shorts. "Oh, Harry. I hate to steal your colors, but they just look SO grand on me, don't you think?" Troy asked, prancing up to Potter in a girly manner. Rory grinned at her friend's antics. 'That's my boy. Funny and utterly irritating, all at once...and he does look pretty good in those colors...'
Aspirations turn to fear and desperation
Nothing's ever good enough for you
"Okay, my puppets! (she took to calling them that...mostly because it irritated them and it was weird) Now, Barbie!" Rikka called as the entirely bimboish woman returned in a pink bikini with a 'POP!' 'Well, at least, the bimbo has to do it, too.' "If you would, Barbie, I would like you to demonstrate today's lesson." Rikka needn't say more, for the bimbo immediately jumped off the cliff, arms flapping, and her screams ringing throughout the canyon. The group of students looked down into the river just in time to see the splash that followed Barbie hitting the water. Several students headed down to the flat area, where Barbie would come out. A blond head emerged from the water, slowly growing to form Barbie, mascara running and totally mortified. She picked a piece of algae off of herself in disgust. "Why, thank you, Barbie!" Rikka yelled. Barbie's frown instantaneously turned into a bright smile and a nod. She disappeared with yet another 'POP.'
Burning inside 'cause I see there's no tomorrow,
I'm only seeing what I want you to.
"Okay students, your turn. Who wants to go first?" Rikka asked. When no one raised their hand, Rikka pulled a certain Weasley out of the crowd, a look of horror on his face. "Well then, I suppose you should go first the Mr. Weasley." "W-what? There's no r-rocks down there, right? L-like s-sharp rocks?" he asked, voice wavering. "Well Mr. Weasley, I can't guarantee that..." Rikka answered mysteriously, but she grinned upon seeing the look of horror when she shoved him off the side of the cliff. He fell screaming and yelling curses openly, arms and legs flapping. "OH, MY VIRGIN EARS!!! THEY'VE BEEN TAINTED!!!!" Rikka screamed, then cleared her throat professionally and said, "That's five points off for obscenities..." That followed up with a large crash and/or splash. She looked down upon him and drawled, "Oh...Bad form too." "I HONESTLY EXPECT BETTER FROM YOU ALL!! ABSOLUTELY PATHETIC!! YOU ACT LIKE YOU'VE NEVER JUMPED OFF A CLIFF BEFORE!!!!" she added angrily. She scoffed. "Next?" she asked politely. "How about you, Mr. Malfoy?" Draco looked up at her in horror, but immediately cleared his face of any emotion. "Ummm...I don't think so-" "Of course, he would love to. He is, after all, an excellent diver," Rory offered, smirking. "Yeah, he's the best," Monica added. Draco stood there, staring at the two smirking girls, mouth agape. "W-what?" "Oh, that's wonderful. Looks like we're in for a real treat, eh, Mr. Malfoy? Now, go ahead..." Rikka suggested. "B-bu-but-" "Oh, sometimes Drakie here needs a little PUSH!" Monica said, grabbing Rory, stepping behind Draco, and pushed him off the edge. "Desa-pink," Rory mumbled, smirking. (a/n I have no clue what that means....) She looked down into the stream, listening to Draco's protest. She heard a splash as Draco fell into hot pink water.
Never gonna find me
Never gonna find me
Draco slowly trudged out of the heavy paint, completely covered in pink. "YOU TWO!!!!" he bellowed, pointing at Rory and Monica, who pointed to their selves innocently. He growled at the two and yelled, "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT THIS COULD DO TO MY HAIR?!?! MY BEAUTIFUL HAIR!!!!!!!" The two giggled. "Let me tell you a secret, Drakie, hun," Rory started. "We hold grudges," she finished, smirking widely. The entire audience that had gathered (they were barely containing their laughter he might kill 'em) finally burst out in laughter.
Way down deep inside there is a real me
I'm always gonna hide and this is who you'll see
"Okay, okay. Who's next?" Rikka asked after she changed the pink paint back to water. Rory volunteered. Its not like anyone could get her back. The wands had been sent back to Hogwarts for safekeeping, but of course, she needn't have a wand, she had unfocused magic, like most of her family.
"Okay then, Rory. Go ahead," Rikka urged. Rory took a running start off of the cliff and before she started her fall (she was hanging in air) she back-flipped into her descent. The crowd stared in awe as she struck random poses and gymnastic moves, and finally 'Can Opener'ed into the water. Troy and Ty started off clapping enthusiastically, used to this kind of thing, and the others soon followed their example. Rory waded out of the water and onto shore, to her receiving crowd. "Wonderful job, Rory! Nice poses. I especially liked the 'duck on a microwave' pose!" Rikka complimented enthusiastically. "Thanks." Rory sauntered over to Ty and Troy. "I expected you to do well, BUT HOW THE BLOODY HELL DID YOU DO THAT?!" Troy asked, amazed. "Well, before I met you and Lupin, I was freaking terrified of heights, so Lupin made me jump off random high objects. And it had to be good or else no music practice," Rory replied casually.
Never gonna find me
Never gonna find me
Everyone had their turn jumping off the cliff. A few of the more amusing ones were Potter, Troy (who decided to resist feverently much to Rory and Rikka's amusement as they pushed him off), Pansy, Bullstrode, Crabbe and Goyle (they dropped like rocks), not to mention Weasley and Draco. Zabini was all right and so was Ty, much to the disappointment of the crowd.
Way down deep inside there is a real me
I'm always gonna hide and this is who you'll see
"Why, in the name of Merlin, did you do THAT?" Draco raved. "Well, number one: You tried to trick me. Number two: It almost worked. Number three: Revenge. Number four and ultimately the overruling reason: I wanted to see how YOU look in pink," Rory explained casually. "Therefore you make me jump into a stream of pink paint?!" "Well, that and Monica was a little upset with you too and pink IS her favorite color. But she says she forgives you now," she lazily conversed. "Oh, yeah. THAT'S nice," Draco whined. "Well, you've had your shot at me, I've had mine at you. Let's leave it at that. Let each other be and there won't be anymore fighting and tricks," Rory rationalized. "So you're saying you only became friends, well not friends, but civil, just so you could get back at me?" Draco asked, the truth dawning upon him. "Oh...evil, self-obsessed blond caught me! Damn! Things will never change." Rory mused sarcastically. Draco glared at her. "Well, now that I've had my revenge...I'll be off. Bye-bye, Malfoy..."
Never gonna find me
Never gonna find me
Way down deep inside they haven't found me yet
I'm always gonna hide and this is who you'll get
"Students! Now, I know this is odd, but I'm going to assign you homework. Partly because it irritates you and partly because it needs to be done. I want you to write a paragraph on what animagi form is if you have one or what it would be if you don't," Rikka explained. The group groaned. "One more thing. I would like you to write what kind of food or drink you think your classmates would be, including yourself." Choruses of "But"'s and "Unfair!"'s ensued. "JUST SHUT UP AND DO IT!!!!!!!!" A hush fell over the students. "Thank you!" Rikka said cheerfully. "You're dismissed!"
On a mission to establish my attrition
You may think that you have won
"Hey Draco, man," Troy called, Ty behind him. "I just wanna say, we're sorry about Rory. She got really upset about that whole thing at the prison and she isn't one to let go..." Draco nodded knowingly. "Yup, it's one of the amazing attributes of Rory. So of which include, Stand-Alone-Syndrome, Inhumane-Disorder, Sarcastic-Overload, and Mercy- Deficiency," Ty added. "Yeah, I've noticed those," Draco drawled. "Well, gotta go before Rory comes and finds/kills us!"
Your rejection has brought on my introspection
I'll escape I'll only run
Rory watched the three boys from a distance. Hell, she knew they were apologizing for her, but damn if she was gonna give a crap about it. Their lives, they can associate with who they want. 'But I'll remain hidden. Forever running.' She sighed and left.
Accusations may destroy my motivation
I can feel it when you're pushing me
Burn in sorrow 'cause I see there's no tomorrow
Only I know which me you'll see
Rory tried to focus on that DADA homework. It was ridiculous! She respected the woman, but this was just plain stupid. She finished the Animagi paragraph easily, but that food and drink thing...gah. Plain out stupid. She huffed and remained calm. Only two more. Weasley: Apple. Not only red, but goes sour without care. Malfoy: Milk. He'll do ya good. She snorted at her own replies. So accurate. 'Damn, I'm good.'
Break away!
Run!
Down inside!
I've got to!
Push it way!
Down!
I did not choose this!
How come the last person had to be him? It just left her thinking. 'Why did I tell him that?' Her own words replayed in her head. 'Things will never change.' Maybe they could. But she wasn't ready to take that chance. Who's to say he's not using her like the rest? 'GAH!! WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE ME?! WHY HIM?!'
I don't really know
what I wanna say
I can't afford to throw
god make it go away now.
Try to make it through,
fuck your decision,
I can feel myself
but I'm burning up now.
"This is so stupid. I don't care about him or what the hell he feels..." 'Maybe you do.' A small voice echoed through her head. "Damn you! You're wrong! But damn, so right..."
Never gonna find me
Oh, how wonderful. I'm done. Beautious. does the I'm Zanza, look at me dance Everyone rejoice. PS this is the Offspring. Send me all comments. OR ELSE I WILL SET MY FLEET OF HUMMINGBIRDS AND SQUIRRELS THAT IMPALE REANDOM PEOPLE WITH COLORFUL FLAMING SPORKS UPON MY COMMAND!!!!!!!
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Zanza