…Well that was rather pointless wasn't it? Lol.
Hope you liked the last chapter – and I hope you end up liking this one too!
Remember – sit down, relax, keep a smile and a positive attitude, and last but not least…don't forget to stock up on some cookies!
…Grabs cookies
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"Puffy!" Luna cried, as Draco put her in an even more awkward position. Hermione gave him a look.
Blaise was lounging on Hermione's hip, laying his head on her shoulder, attempting to keep his eyes open, with no avail.
"Shut up!" Draco was telling Luna, as she pounded on his head with her little fists.
"But Puffy, you're hurting me!" she exclaimed, squirming in his arms, her eyes narrowed, "unless you'd rather be called a…" she leaned in and whispered something to Draco.
Draco uttered a small scream and almost dropped her. Lavender twisted around in fury.
"Malfoy! What are you doing? Get your arse up here!" Hermione, Blaise, and Lavender were far ahead of him, chatting affably.
"But she was going to call me -" Draco whined.
"That's enough Mr. Malfoy." Professor McGonagall appeared out of no where behind a very jumpy Draco. This proved right, when Draco almost had a heart attack.
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried up to McGonagall. "Professor, thank goodness you're here! Malfoy was driving us up the wall!"
"Me!" Draco choked out, as Luna was currently enjoying a nice game of Let's Squeeze Draco's Windpipe Until he Can't Breathe and Dies.
Everyone ignored him. "Professor, there was an accident in the potions classroom. Blaise Zabini, Luna Lovegood, and Ginny Weasley all lost ten years in age by accidently drinking the de-aging potion." Lavender exclaimed, motioning to the two children.
McGonagall twitched as a confused Blaise clutched her robes, seeing her as a safe grandma of some sort. Luna, who had long given up the game she was playing, was set down on the floor because Draco was occupied with the hard task of breathing.
"Very well Miss Brown. And if I may ask, where is Miss Weasley?" McGonagall patted Blaise's head.
Just then, with freakily accurate timing, Hannah Abbot ran up. Her appearance was ghastly. Her robes hung off her shoulders, sweeping the floor, with tiny holes where something burned through. Her dirty blond hair that was swept up into a tidy knot, in the classroom, had come out, trailing down her back.
"Professor!" she panted, resting one of her hands on her knee, the other holding a cramp in her side, "Professor, the Great Hall! Out of control!"
McGonagall nodded to Hannah, turned and took off down the hall. Lavender picked up Luna, as Hermione did with Blaise, and they ran after their Professor.
Hannah looked down the hall where the retreating backs of her classmates and professor were, and back at the poor boy still trying to gather enough air to fill his lungs. "What about him?" she yelled to them but received no response.
Hannah knelt down and poked Draco hard in the side. "Ow!" he twisted, clinging his side, but then just turned over and went back to clutching his sides while breathing slow and deep breaths.
She heard him mutter, "Stupid mudbloods and muggle-lovers…wait until my father hears about this."
Shrugging, she reassured herself, "Hey, I tried." And made her way leisurely towards the Great Hall.
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"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Harry ran by, and Lavender was shocked to see a flesh-eating weasel stuck to his face.
Yes, they had reached the Great Hall. And in the middle of it all, stood a tiny figure with bright red hair.
"She's got my wand!" Seamus informed them, and went back to screaming like a maniac with a very hot iron, for a clown was chasing him on a unicycle.
"HOW DID THIS HAPPEN!" Professor McGonagall yelled over the racket.
Ron ran up, his breaths ragged and hard. "Ginny's evil – pant – she knows how to – pant – use a wand – pant – somehow!"
His eyes widened, and he tried to run around the group, but clumsily ran into Draco, who had entered the Great Hall right after Hannah, at the worst possible timing.
Hermione gasped and smacked her head. "Ofcourse! Ginny read all of Charlie and Bill's spellbooks! She would steal their wands while they were occupied with something else, and would practice!"
"But at age FOUR!" Draco roared, scampering away from what looked like a rather strange mix of a monkey and a lizard. Professor McGonagall had wandered away, in search for the little witch. Lavender had glanced back where she had first spotted her, and saw that she wasn't anywhere nearby anymore.
"Ginny was always a smart witch for her age." Lavender commented, pulling Luna closer to her, as she wandered away.
"SHE'S COMING THIS WAY!" a terrified Ron hollered, as he thrashed along with Draco, who was just as terrified, to get away from the innocent looking girl.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Oh, honestly, she may cause havoc, but she's only a child. Let's try to talk to her."
"Hermione, don't!" Ron cried out behind her, trying to warn her before it was too late. Hermione ignored him, as she walked up to the little red head.
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"What were you saying, Hermione?" Ron scoffed, struggling in his uncomfortable position. They watched as a fourth year limped by with a sprained ankle and what seemed to be gigantic bunny ears sprouting out of his head.
"Oh, shut up." Hermione grumbled. So there they were. Five teenagers, one who thought she could calm the insane kid down, tied up in ropes, hanging upside down from the ceiling.
"Remind me how this happened again?" Hannah groaned.
"Well, Ginny was running towards us, Ron tried to warn Hermione not to go near here, Hermione ignored him and tried to talk to her. Um…she completely ignored Hermione, pegged a few grapes at us, and thirty seconds later…here we are." Lavender informed her, craning her neck to see where all the other professors were.
"THE DRAPES ARE ON FIRE!" a voice shouted from the mob below. Screeches followed, and the five teenagers still hung hopelessly from the ceiling. Draco seemed to be struggling around for his pocket.
"What're you looking for Malfoy?" Ron questioned forcefully. No matter how long he was tied up here, he refused to be nice to a Malfoy.
"Relax Weasley, I'm not going to shoot you." Malfoy spat back, still reaching for his pocket.
"That's reassuring."
A look of triumph plastered itself onto Draco's face. "Aha!" he exclaimed, and out of his pocket he pulled a…chocolate bar?
"WE'RE TIED UP UPSIDE DOWN FROM THE CEILING, AND YOU PULLED OUT A CHOCOLATE BAR!" Hannah roared.
"Hey!" Draco defended himself poorly, caressing the candy bar, "I'm hungry."
Hermione looked puzzled. "That's a muggle chocolate bar, where'd you get it?"
Draco's squirmed, and his eyes scanned the room nervously. "Uh…uh…Internet?"
"Oh." Hermione acknowleged, nodding in understanding.
"Iner what?" Ron quipped, but no one paid any attention to him, because at that exact moment a shriek louder than everyone's combined filled the room.
"CHOCOLATE!" Ginny screeched, and in less than a second, she had dropped the teenagers to the ground and had tackled Draco.
"AHHHH!" he screamed, horrified at the little girl that scrambled on top of him, "GET HER OFF ME! SHE'S GOING TO KILL ME! KILL ME I SAY!"
Harry, who had finally gotten the flesh eating weasel off his face, yelled, "I think she wants the chocolate!"
"NO!" Draco refused, "My chocolate!"
"Don't be an idiot, Malfoy!" Padma Patil snapped, as she reached forward and snatched the chocolate bar away from his hands. Handing it to Ginny, she backed away quickly.
Relief flooded through the whole hall as Ginny sat down peacefully on the floor, and started to nibble on her chocolate bar with a large adorable smile lit up on her face.
"Oh, so now she's the perfect little angel. Bloody hell, she's still like that!" Ron mumbled to himself.
"She took my chocolate!" Draco whined.
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"Professor?" Hermione asked feebly, "what now?"
An exhausted professor sat in front of them. Hermione, Harry, Draco, Pansy, Lavender, Hannah, and a girl named Melissa Wills, who happened to be one of Ginny's closest friends, sat in Professor McGonagall's office.
The professor sighed once again. "All of you must share a common room I suppose. And separate rooms, ofcourse. Please take care of the children, for they will be your responsibility since they are your closest friends. Try not to take them to classes, leave them with another trusty classmate, but if you must, make sure they do not cause any distractions. Mr. Filch will lead you to your common room."
Filch lurked in the doorway, and motioined for them to follow him. They set off down the hallway, all worn out from all the action earlier that day. They walked in silence, until they reached a portrait of a fairy.
"This is where you'll be staying. Her name is Larina. Make sure nothing goes on here, because we don't want you getting expelled," his eyes bulged, "now do we? The password's Flibbersabbit."
He walked down the hallway, a lone lantern gliding away in the darkness. "Hello! Password?" the fairy yawned.
"Flibbersabbit." They voiced, and the portrait swung open, to show them their home for the next two weeks or so.
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A/N: Hope you like it! Lol – I had fun writing it atleast! Weird Al (in an eleven-minute song that my brother wanted me to listen mentions the flesh-eating weasel in a song. I'd love a review – but most importantly – hope you enjoyed it!
I'm coming back soon – it just took a long time to write because of this computer..heh…o)
Draco: THE TORTURE!
Me: THE FUN!