A/N – It's the 3rd chappie!!!! Sorry it's taken so long, though. But hey
– better late than never, riiiiight?
Thanks to the reviewers of the 2nd chapter – Marauder Pawsly, Jammie-Bro,
and Sirius Black Here. Love you all!
As for the guest appearances. . .They'll appear in the next few chapters, hopefully. Don't worry – we haven't forgotten you! And anyone else who wants a guest appearance, just ask – Remember, we need your details. . .Your appearance, your name, and so on. And hey, any ideas will be greatly appreciated, too!
One more thing I feel I must explain, first. WKGS (the school which me, Wombat, and the rest of the gang unfortunately attend) is an all-girls school, but with a mixed 6th form college attached. Just to clear up any confusion. The uniformed school (Year's 7 – 11) are all-girls. Years 12 and 13, aka the 6th Form, are mixed. Got it? Good bunnies.
So, hey, here you go. . .We present to you. . .Chapter Three of Snapie Rox Our Sox.
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CHAPTER THREE – The Arrival of the WKGS Students – And the Beginning of a Beautiful Era. . .
The stout, fat headmistress of Hell (a.k.a. WKGS) waddled onto the stage, as the entire school watched in suspense. Never had an assembly of all 7 years been called before (partly because the entire school couldn't all fit into one place within the school building, all at once. Not even the main Hall, which was the largest room in the school – or, at least, rivalling with the Dining Room. But let's just say that the Main Hall could mysteriously now accommodate all 7 years, plus all the teachers – although, how exactly, is beyond anyone's knowledge.)
"Good morning, girls," Mrs Robinson nodded in the direction of the uniformed school. "And good morning 6th form!" She paused, to glare at a couple of 2nd years, who were chatting on the front row.
"Today, I have called an assembly for the entire school – "
"Well, d'uh," muttered a 4th year student under her breath.
"Reckon she's gonna tell us all that Mr Feeney's dead – and that no one is going to be arrested for it, either?" mumbled the student next to her, with a malicious look on her face.
"Emmie! Nuala! Stop chatting!" a teacher hissed. The two girls grinned, and turned their attention back to the fat choude of a woman on stage.
". . . And it is with great honour that I inform you of a certain – er – change, in the school's location. Due to certain reasons, involving myself becoming a teacher for a vacant subject at a new school, we will be joining the two schools together! Yes, girls – and boys – we are joining schools with Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"
An outbreak of chatter spread through the Hall rapidly. Slowly, Emmie and Nuala turned to look at each other, before –
"YEEAAAA!"
Mrs Robinson let off a firework, immediately silencing the students. "Any questions? Yes – you."
A 3rd year stood up. "Which subject are you going to be teaching?"
"Defence Against the Dark Arts. You – on the second row."
A 1st year rose to her feet meekly. "Will we be joining in their lessons?"
"Yes." Mrs Robinson scanned the Hall, and pointed at a 5th year. "You."
"When do we leave?"
"Tomorrow."
The room erupted into cheers.
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And so the next day dawned, crisp and fresh, the air quivering with excitement. The students of WKGS travelled by bus throughout the day, finally reaching Hogsmeade as dusk was setting in. The Head of Year's all separated, and begun to gather together their year's.
"4TH YEARS! OVER HERE!" Mr Sefton sighed, as a couple of 4th years threw balls of fire at each other. "I need a holiday," he muttered. "4TH YEARS! HERE, NOW, BEFORE I HAVE THE LOT OF YOU IN DETENTION FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR!"
A group of 4th year girls joined the large crowd gathering around Mr Sefton.
"So, what house d'ya reckon we'll all be in?" Emmie asked her friends, whilst watching in amusement as Mr Sefton ducked a flying sword, thrown by some nearby 3rd years.
"I wanna be in Slytherin!" Nuala said, grinning.
Alyssa looked thoughtful. "I want to be in Gryffindor. . .But I wouldn't mind Ravenclaw, either. . ."
"I'm going to be in Gryffindor!" Jamie informed the others firmly.
Emmie turned to Katy. "And you?"
Katy shrugged. "You know I haven't read the books! But I want to be in either the red or the green house. . .I think."
"GIRLS!" Mr Sefton's voice sounded. The 4th years fell silent. "4th years, follow me – it's time for your Sorting!"
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As the 4th years filed in, they noticed the presence of the 1st, 2nd and 3rd years at their given House tables already, aswell as the Hogwarts students.
Jamie nudged Emmie, and pointed. "Look! That Martha girl's in Slytherin! I always knew she was trouble. . ."
Emmie sniggered, as McGonagall stepped up.
"Welcome to Hogwarts, girls. The Sorting Hat has already completed it's song for the junior section of your school so, if you don't mind, we shall begin sorting you immediately."
Soon enough, their names began to be called, in between their fellow student's names.
"Katherine Bolter!" Katy stepped up, placed the hat on her head, and waited. After a few moments – "GRYFFINDOR!"
Emmie, Nu, Lissi and Jamie cheered, and slowly but surely, their names followed.
"Jamie Burrows!". . ."GRYFFINDOR!"
"Emmie Fielding!". . ."GRYFFINDOR!"
"Nuala Myles!". . ."GRYFFINDOR!"
"Alyssa Stott!". . ."GRYFFINDOR!"
After the 5th, 6th and 7th years had also been Sorted, the feast begun. As she reached for the dish of roast potatoes, Emmie peered around, and nudged Nuala, knocking over her pumpkin juice in the process. "Pssst, Nu – noticed who's sitting next to Dumbledore?"
Nuala glanced over, and screamed. "SNAPIE!" Her four friends watched as Nuala toppled backwards, and onto the floor.
"Uh – is she ok?" a Gryffindor boy nearby asked, shooting worried glances at the unconscious Nuala.
"Oh, yeah, she's fine – the excitement's just gotten to her head, that's all. She'll come round once she smells the dessert," Jamie said cheerfully. "Pass the cheese?"
Once the feast was over (and Nuala had been awoken by the smell of the chocolate cake the house elves had served up generously for dessert), McGonagall collected together the Gryffindors to assign them to their dormitories. After a long list, came –
"Miss Bolter, Miss Burrows, Miss Fielding, Miss Myles, Miss Stott – you are to share with Miss Brown, Miss Granger, and Miss Patil."
A 1st year Hogwarts student led the five girls to the door of their dorm, and left them there.
"Er – are we going to go in?" Alyssa asked, after several minutes of the group standing and admiring the door. Jamie slowed turned the door handle, and pushed the door open. . .
Three girls stood in the dorm beyond, all turning to look at the newcomers.
"HERMIONE! LAVENDAR! PARVATI!" Emmie cried out, giving each a hug as she called their names.
"Um – who are you?" Parvati asked, looking scared.
"We're your new roommates!" Emmie beamed. "Allow us to introduce ourselves. . .Meet my friends. This is Alyssa, also known as Lissi, or Wiggay." Lissi smiled. "This is Jamie – or J-J, or Toady."
"Helloooo!" Jamie waved.
"This is Katy – or Fish."
"Bonjour," Katy said.
Lavendar looked confused. "Er – is she french?"
Emmie rolled her eyes. "No, pay attention. And this is my co- writer, Nuala! AKA Wombat!"
Nuala grinned evilly at the three girls in front of her. "Oh, yea – and this is Emma, or Emmie as she prefers to be called. . ."Nuala shook her head, the disgust at the name showing clearly on her face. ". . .Or Em, or Frog."
"Or Snakey!" Jamie added in. Emmie exchanged a 'Look' with Jamie, before they both turned to Hermione.
"Sooooo. . .'Mione – I can call you 'Mione, can't I? Good." Emmie paused, and glanced at Jamie, who continued.
"How's things with Ro-on?" she cackled.
Hermione froze. "Wha- what do you mean?" she asked, panic taking over her face.
"BINGO!" screamed Emmie and Jamie, falling over each other with laughter.
"Oh, god. . ."sighed Parvati. "This is gonna be a looooong year. . ."
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Later that night, the eight girls sat in a circle in their dorm, eating toasted marshmallows (toasted on the end of Hermione's wand), and chatting.
"Sooo, Lav – are you really as much of an airhead as fanfic authors make you out to be?" Jamie asked, between mouthfuls of crisps.
"No – I am actually an extremely intelligent and hard-working student, who has no interest whatsoever in make-up, hair, clothes, or other such trivialities."
Katy let out a snort of laughter. "Yea, right!"
A loud crash was heard outside, and the girls rushed to the window.
"Look! Down there, on the ground!" Hermione whispered.
On the ground at the bottom of the tower was a dark huddle of robes, broomsticks – and bodies.
"OH MY GOD, IT'S A MURDER!" Parvati screamed.
"Shut up, Parvati – if you used your eyes, and LOOKED, you'd see that the people down there are moving. . ."Hermione said, irritably.
"Who is it?" Lissi asked.
"It's. . .it's. . ."Nu narrowed her eyes, and stared. Is that. . .?"
"Is that Malfoy, and a gang of other Slytherin boys?" Emmie finished for her.
The eight girls all strained their eyes to get a better view, as three figures marched out across the darkened grounds towards the huddle.
"It's Dumbledore, McGongall, and Snape!" Lavendar hissed.
"SNAPIE!" Nuala screamed, falling to the ground in a faint – for the second time since she had arrived, less than 12 hours ago.
"Oh, jeez. . ."Emmie muttered. "I can see that becoming a problem quickly. . ."
"Sh! Listen!" Lissi whispered. Emmie turned back to the window, and stared out. Voices of the teachers down below travelled up to the ears of the Gryffindor girls.
". . .And on the night of the new student's arrival! I don't know WHAT provoked this. . ."
"Oh, god. . ." Parvati groaned. "McGonagall's off on one of her rants, again."
Hermione shot her roommate a reproachful look. "She's alright, really, you know. . ."
"Sh, Dumbledore's speaking!" Jamie said, silencing the two.
". . .Severus, I will leave you to deal with these students – they are, after all, in your House. Come, Minerva – it's late, and it's cold out here."
The girls at the window watched as the Headmaster and the Head of Gryffindor swept off towards the castle doors. Turning their attention back to the clump of students on the ground, and the Potions Master, venom- filled words drifted up.
". . .Good-for-nothing. . .Meddling old dodger. . .Dimrod's. . .Come on, come on, get up and back to your beds! I'll deal with you in the morning!" Snape led the group of Slytherin's back to the castle, tracing the steps that Dumbledore and McGonagall had walked only moments before.
The girls retreated from the window, looking thoughtful. "Dimrod's?" Lavendar asked. "Isn't that the wizarding dating agency?"
"Yes. . .My cousin met her fiancé through that," Parvati said, nodding.
Nuala sat up groggily. "Uuuurgh. . .What have I missed?"
Emmie grinned mischievously at her. "Snapie's involved in a dating agency programme, Wom. . ."
Nu's eyes shot open wide. "Really? He is?"
Emmie nodded, her grin growing. "Feel like causing a bit of chaos?"
"Definitely. . ."
The other six girls smiled nervously, as Emmie and Nu began to cackle. . .
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A/N – Click Review. . .Click reviiieeew. . .I am the voice in your head, AND I AM TELLING YOU TO CLICK REVIEW! I'll buy you a car. Honest. Any car you want, if you review.
Next chapter, the WKGS girls will be – ahem – 'getting to know' the Hogwarts students (and teachers) a little bit better. And hey, if you're good, you may even be treated to seeing Snapie with a Dimrod's reply. . . (That means, SNAPIE ON A DATE!)
You know you love us. . .
Frog and Wombat xxx
As for the guest appearances. . .They'll appear in the next few chapters, hopefully. Don't worry – we haven't forgotten you! And anyone else who wants a guest appearance, just ask – Remember, we need your details. . .Your appearance, your name, and so on. And hey, any ideas will be greatly appreciated, too!
One more thing I feel I must explain, first. WKGS (the school which me, Wombat, and the rest of the gang unfortunately attend) is an all-girls school, but with a mixed 6th form college attached. Just to clear up any confusion. The uniformed school (Year's 7 – 11) are all-girls. Years 12 and 13, aka the 6th Form, are mixed. Got it? Good bunnies.
So, hey, here you go. . .We present to you. . .Chapter Three of Snapie Rox Our Sox.
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CHAPTER THREE – The Arrival of the WKGS Students – And the Beginning of a Beautiful Era. . .
The stout, fat headmistress of Hell (a.k.a. WKGS) waddled onto the stage, as the entire school watched in suspense. Never had an assembly of all 7 years been called before (partly because the entire school couldn't all fit into one place within the school building, all at once. Not even the main Hall, which was the largest room in the school – or, at least, rivalling with the Dining Room. But let's just say that the Main Hall could mysteriously now accommodate all 7 years, plus all the teachers – although, how exactly, is beyond anyone's knowledge.)
"Good morning, girls," Mrs Robinson nodded in the direction of the uniformed school. "And good morning 6th form!" She paused, to glare at a couple of 2nd years, who were chatting on the front row.
"Today, I have called an assembly for the entire school – "
"Well, d'uh," muttered a 4th year student under her breath.
"Reckon she's gonna tell us all that Mr Feeney's dead – and that no one is going to be arrested for it, either?" mumbled the student next to her, with a malicious look on her face.
"Emmie! Nuala! Stop chatting!" a teacher hissed. The two girls grinned, and turned their attention back to the fat choude of a woman on stage.
". . . And it is with great honour that I inform you of a certain – er – change, in the school's location. Due to certain reasons, involving myself becoming a teacher for a vacant subject at a new school, we will be joining the two schools together! Yes, girls – and boys – we are joining schools with Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"
An outbreak of chatter spread through the Hall rapidly. Slowly, Emmie and Nuala turned to look at each other, before –
"YEEAAAA!"
Mrs Robinson let off a firework, immediately silencing the students. "Any questions? Yes – you."
A 3rd year stood up. "Which subject are you going to be teaching?"
"Defence Against the Dark Arts. You – on the second row."
A 1st year rose to her feet meekly. "Will we be joining in their lessons?"
"Yes." Mrs Robinson scanned the Hall, and pointed at a 5th year. "You."
"When do we leave?"
"Tomorrow."
The room erupted into cheers.
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And so the next day dawned, crisp and fresh, the air quivering with excitement. The students of WKGS travelled by bus throughout the day, finally reaching Hogsmeade as dusk was setting in. The Head of Year's all separated, and begun to gather together their year's.
"4TH YEARS! OVER HERE!" Mr Sefton sighed, as a couple of 4th years threw balls of fire at each other. "I need a holiday," he muttered. "4TH YEARS! HERE, NOW, BEFORE I HAVE THE LOT OF YOU IN DETENTION FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR!"
A group of 4th year girls joined the large crowd gathering around Mr Sefton.
"So, what house d'ya reckon we'll all be in?" Emmie asked her friends, whilst watching in amusement as Mr Sefton ducked a flying sword, thrown by some nearby 3rd years.
"I wanna be in Slytherin!" Nuala said, grinning.
Alyssa looked thoughtful. "I want to be in Gryffindor. . .But I wouldn't mind Ravenclaw, either. . ."
"I'm going to be in Gryffindor!" Jamie informed the others firmly.
Emmie turned to Katy. "And you?"
Katy shrugged. "You know I haven't read the books! But I want to be in either the red or the green house. . .I think."
"GIRLS!" Mr Sefton's voice sounded. The 4th years fell silent. "4th years, follow me – it's time for your Sorting!"
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As the 4th years filed in, they noticed the presence of the 1st, 2nd and 3rd years at their given House tables already, aswell as the Hogwarts students.
Jamie nudged Emmie, and pointed. "Look! That Martha girl's in Slytherin! I always knew she was trouble. . ."
Emmie sniggered, as McGonagall stepped up.
"Welcome to Hogwarts, girls. The Sorting Hat has already completed it's song for the junior section of your school so, if you don't mind, we shall begin sorting you immediately."
Soon enough, their names began to be called, in between their fellow student's names.
"Katherine Bolter!" Katy stepped up, placed the hat on her head, and waited. After a few moments – "GRYFFINDOR!"
Emmie, Nu, Lissi and Jamie cheered, and slowly but surely, their names followed.
"Jamie Burrows!". . ."GRYFFINDOR!"
"Emmie Fielding!". . ."GRYFFINDOR!"
"Nuala Myles!". . ."GRYFFINDOR!"
"Alyssa Stott!". . ."GRYFFINDOR!"
After the 5th, 6th and 7th years had also been Sorted, the feast begun. As she reached for the dish of roast potatoes, Emmie peered around, and nudged Nuala, knocking over her pumpkin juice in the process. "Pssst, Nu – noticed who's sitting next to Dumbledore?"
Nuala glanced over, and screamed. "SNAPIE!" Her four friends watched as Nuala toppled backwards, and onto the floor.
"Uh – is she ok?" a Gryffindor boy nearby asked, shooting worried glances at the unconscious Nuala.
"Oh, yeah, she's fine – the excitement's just gotten to her head, that's all. She'll come round once she smells the dessert," Jamie said cheerfully. "Pass the cheese?"
Once the feast was over (and Nuala had been awoken by the smell of the chocolate cake the house elves had served up generously for dessert), McGonagall collected together the Gryffindors to assign them to their dormitories. After a long list, came –
"Miss Bolter, Miss Burrows, Miss Fielding, Miss Myles, Miss Stott – you are to share with Miss Brown, Miss Granger, and Miss Patil."
A 1st year Hogwarts student led the five girls to the door of their dorm, and left them there.
"Er – are we going to go in?" Alyssa asked, after several minutes of the group standing and admiring the door. Jamie slowed turned the door handle, and pushed the door open. . .
Three girls stood in the dorm beyond, all turning to look at the newcomers.
"HERMIONE! LAVENDAR! PARVATI!" Emmie cried out, giving each a hug as she called their names.
"Um – who are you?" Parvati asked, looking scared.
"We're your new roommates!" Emmie beamed. "Allow us to introduce ourselves. . .Meet my friends. This is Alyssa, also known as Lissi, or Wiggay." Lissi smiled. "This is Jamie – or J-J, or Toady."
"Helloooo!" Jamie waved.
"This is Katy – or Fish."
"Bonjour," Katy said.
Lavendar looked confused. "Er – is she french?"
Emmie rolled her eyes. "No, pay attention. And this is my co- writer, Nuala! AKA Wombat!"
Nuala grinned evilly at the three girls in front of her. "Oh, yea – and this is Emma, or Emmie as she prefers to be called. . ."Nuala shook her head, the disgust at the name showing clearly on her face. ". . .Or Em, or Frog."
"Or Snakey!" Jamie added in. Emmie exchanged a 'Look' with Jamie, before they both turned to Hermione.
"Sooooo. . .'Mione – I can call you 'Mione, can't I? Good." Emmie paused, and glanced at Jamie, who continued.
"How's things with Ro-on?" she cackled.
Hermione froze. "Wha- what do you mean?" she asked, panic taking over her face.
"BINGO!" screamed Emmie and Jamie, falling over each other with laughter.
"Oh, god. . ."sighed Parvati. "This is gonna be a looooong year. . ."
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Later that night, the eight girls sat in a circle in their dorm, eating toasted marshmallows (toasted on the end of Hermione's wand), and chatting.
"Sooo, Lav – are you really as much of an airhead as fanfic authors make you out to be?" Jamie asked, between mouthfuls of crisps.
"No – I am actually an extremely intelligent and hard-working student, who has no interest whatsoever in make-up, hair, clothes, or other such trivialities."
Katy let out a snort of laughter. "Yea, right!"
A loud crash was heard outside, and the girls rushed to the window.
"Look! Down there, on the ground!" Hermione whispered.
On the ground at the bottom of the tower was a dark huddle of robes, broomsticks – and bodies.
"OH MY GOD, IT'S A MURDER!" Parvati screamed.
"Shut up, Parvati – if you used your eyes, and LOOKED, you'd see that the people down there are moving. . ."Hermione said, irritably.
"Who is it?" Lissi asked.
"It's. . .it's. . ."Nu narrowed her eyes, and stared. Is that. . .?"
"Is that Malfoy, and a gang of other Slytherin boys?" Emmie finished for her.
The eight girls all strained their eyes to get a better view, as three figures marched out across the darkened grounds towards the huddle.
"It's Dumbledore, McGongall, and Snape!" Lavendar hissed.
"SNAPIE!" Nuala screamed, falling to the ground in a faint – for the second time since she had arrived, less than 12 hours ago.
"Oh, jeez. . ."Emmie muttered. "I can see that becoming a problem quickly. . ."
"Sh! Listen!" Lissi whispered. Emmie turned back to the window, and stared out. Voices of the teachers down below travelled up to the ears of the Gryffindor girls.
". . .And on the night of the new student's arrival! I don't know WHAT provoked this. . ."
"Oh, god. . ." Parvati groaned. "McGonagall's off on one of her rants, again."
Hermione shot her roommate a reproachful look. "She's alright, really, you know. . ."
"Sh, Dumbledore's speaking!" Jamie said, silencing the two.
". . .Severus, I will leave you to deal with these students – they are, after all, in your House. Come, Minerva – it's late, and it's cold out here."
The girls at the window watched as the Headmaster and the Head of Gryffindor swept off towards the castle doors. Turning their attention back to the clump of students on the ground, and the Potions Master, venom- filled words drifted up.
". . .Good-for-nothing. . .Meddling old dodger. . .Dimrod's. . .Come on, come on, get up and back to your beds! I'll deal with you in the morning!" Snape led the group of Slytherin's back to the castle, tracing the steps that Dumbledore and McGonagall had walked only moments before.
The girls retreated from the window, looking thoughtful. "Dimrod's?" Lavendar asked. "Isn't that the wizarding dating agency?"
"Yes. . .My cousin met her fiancé through that," Parvati said, nodding.
Nuala sat up groggily. "Uuuurgh. . .What have I missed?"
Emmie grinned mischievously at her. "Snapie's involved in a dating agency programme, Wom. . ."
Nu's eyes shot open wide. "Really? He is?"
Emmie nodded, her grin growing. "Feel like causing a bit of chaos?"
"Definitely. . ."
The other six girls smiled nervously, as Emmie and Nu began to cackle. . .
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A/N – Click Review. . .Click reviiieeew. . .I am the voice in your head, AND I AM TELLING YOU TO CLICK REVIEW! I'll buy you a car. Honest. Any car you want, if you review.
Next chapter, the WKGS girls will be – ahem – 'getting to know' the Hogwarts students (and teachers) a little bit better. And hey, if you're good, you may even be treated to seeing Snapie with a Dimrod's reply. . . (That means, SNAPIE ON A DATE!)
You know you love us. . .
Frog and Wombat xxx