A/N- So really soon we'll find out about Cissa's plan. Also, don't worry
about Sirius being out of commission. He's going to be just as good as
before; I wouldn't have it any other way. And also coming up are Hermione's
and Ron's reactions, which should be fun! And of course, Percy's actual
lecture thing will be coming up too. R/R!
A/N- On a side note, if I didn't explain this (which I probably didn't, knowing me), just about everyone who took part in Truth or Dare knows the new password to the Gryffindor Common Room. Also, the five foot rule is still in effect.
While the game of I Never had been going on in the dorms, Oliver, Katie, Fred, Angelina, George, and Alicia were looking for Percy and Penny. "Okay. Fred, George, if you were Percy, where would you be?" Oliver asked as soon as they had left the Gryffindor Common Room.
George wrinkled his nose as if being Percy would be the most horrible fate ever. "Oliver, buddy, if I were Percy, you'd have to kill me, bury me, dig me up, and kill me again," Fred said, shaking his head and laughing at Oliver, who grinned.
Normally Oliver and Percy were on fairly good terms, and he wasn't as amused by when people insulted him. But after what had just happened with him and Katie, Percy wasn't exactly one of his favorite people. He couldn't wait until they could get their revenge.
"Obviously true, Fred," Oliver said, laughing, "but you know what I mean! Where do you think he is?" Fred screwed up his face, as if he was having a very hard time thinking. "Hmm. If I were a self-centered big-head with a severe lack of confidence around girls, where would I be? I'd have to say that if dead and buried isn't an option, then I'm going to go with Percy's dorm room. Drowning myself in Firewhiskey, probably."
The group laughed. Fred did seem to have a point. "Wait though!" Angelina said, thinking of something, "Do you really think Penny would just sit there while Percy mopes? I mean, they can't separate or anything because of the five foot rule, so-" She trailed off.
"Well do you have a better idea, Ang?" George asked easily. Angelina smiled. George would always agree with Fred, even if he was completely obviously wrong (not that that was necessarily the case here). "No, I don't," she said ruefully, "But I still bet that you're wrong, Fred."
"Angelina, don't you know by now that I'm never wrong?" Fred asked teasingly. Angelina put her hands on her hips in mock anger. "Fred, I would bet you ten galleons he's not in there," she said, laughing. "I don't have ten galleons to spare," Fred said, somewhat truthfully, "But how about if I win, you have to be my house-elf for a day?"
"And if *I* win," Angelina continued, "then *you* have to be *my* house-elf for a day." They shook on it, and Oliver, Katie, George, and Alicia sniggered at the thought of one of the two having to serve the other for a day. "Alright, well let's get on with it and see who's right," Katie said.
"We have to go back to the common room again to get to the dorm!" George exclaimed, slapping his head in stupidity. So they went back through the portrait hole (Angelina said the password, because no one else wanted to), and started to climb the marble staircases that led to the dormitories.
It took them hardly any time to get to the door leading to Percy (and Oliver, etc.'s) dorm. "Should we knock?" Katie asked, thinking back to when Percy had barged in on her and Oliver. Oliver shook his head. "Not a chance," he said, and he opened the door and barged right in.
"Oliver! Everybody! What are you doing here?" Penny asked, from her seat on Oliver's considerably rumpled bed (which was next to Percy's immaculate one). "Hello," Percy said, turning around from his seat on his own bed.
"Hey Penny," Oliver said. He didn't even say hello to Percy, but acknowledged him only with a cool nod. Percy sneered at him slightly. "So," Katie asked, "What have you guys been doing?"
Penny glanced over at Percy, then looked back to the others and answered. "Well, I've just been sitting here. Incidentally Oliver, make your bed up next time," she grinned, "As for Percy, he's done all his homework, all your homework, Oliver, and he's halfway through yours, Fred."
Percy snorted. "Not that either of you deserve it. I was just bored," he said, looking down at the pile of parchment and books on his bed. Everyone gaped at him. "You know, Perce, when I'm bored, I prank people, or hang out with my friends. I *don't* do other people's homework," Fred said, scandalized.
"And what about *my* homework!?" George asked indignantly. Percy shrugged. "I'm sure I'll get to it before the dance is over," he said unenthusiastically. Penny glared at him. "This is so ridiculous," she said to Katie, Angelina, and Alicia, "Percy is being such a jerk."
The three girls looked at her sympathetically, feeling very lucky that their dates weren't being such losers. Meanwhile, Oliver, Fred and George walked over to Percy, smirking. "Percy, we need to talk with you," Oliver said seriously, "It's important."
Percy looked up from the big pile of homework on the bed. "I'm not in the mood to talk to you," he said, annoyed, "Get stuffed." The three boys sniggered. "Watch your mouth, Percy!" George said, tsk-ing at him.
"I'm serious, bug off," Percy said, running a hand self-consciously through his trademark Weasley hair. They shook their heads. "Not until we have a talk," Fred smirked, "Now are you going to listen, or are you going to make us tie you to a chair with spaghetti noodles?"
Percy sighed, rolling his eyes. "If I listen, then will you clear off?" he asked hopefully. All three of them nodded solemnly. "Fine. Start talking," he said, looking extremely irritated.
At these words, Angelina, Alicia, and Katie had Penny sit down next to Percy on his bed, and then they sat down with Oliver, Fred, and George on Oliver's bed opposite it. "Now Percy," Katie said craftily, "We really need to get a few things straight."
Meanwhile, Lucius and Cho were sitting in the bath in the Prefect's bathroom. "This is so romantic," Cho said as pink cotton-candy flavored bubbles floated around the steaming foamy water of the bath. "Mmm," Lucius replied, sitting lower in the warm water.
"So, what do you want to do?" Cho asked slyly, grinning up at Mr. Malfoy. He shrugged. He wasn't the sort of person who always had to be doing something. That was something, in his opinion, that lesser wizards than himself, like Sirius Black, would do. "Let's just sit here," he said, sitting up a little taller when he felt the bottom of his precious blonde hair touch the water.
"Okay," Cho said doubtfully, "But could we at least play some music?" Lucius nodded reluctantly, and Cho did a complicated wave of her wand. "AH! What kind of bloody music is that?" he asked, taken aback. Cho grinned. "It's rap!" she said enthusiastically, bobbing her head to newest WWN hit.
"That's completely unreasonable! It's so obnoxious!" Lucius said fervently. Cho rolled her eyes. "It's the latest craze on the WWN! Come on, you'll like it!" she said determinedly. Lucius shook his head. This was not the type of music he liked. He would never listen to it at home. Cissa wouldn't listen to it either, he thought to himself.
"Fine," he relented, "I guess I can get used to it." Cho smiled. She was used to getting her way. "Hey, I know what we can do!" she exclaimed excitedly. "What?" Lucius asked with interest, hoping it was something relaxing that would take his mind off the disastrous game of Truth or Dare.
"Water fight!" she yelled, sliding off her floating bubble into the water and splashing Lucius until he was soaked. "MY HAIR!" he said, very upset that his perfect blonde locks had been drenched. However, Cho was underwater at that moment, and she didn't hear him.
Deciding to try to forget about it, since Cho wouldn't have known any better, he splashed her back, and they got into a serious water fight. Cho was having the time of her life. Why wouldn't she be? She was living many girls' dream. What girl in their right mind *wouldn't* want to spend their dance in the Prefects' Bathroom with a sexy older guy?
Lucius too had to admit that after the initial shock of his hair getting wet had worn off, he didn't mind having a water fight with the pretty Ravenclaw girl. It was kind of fun, actually. But still, he couldn't help thinking that Cissa would have known that his treasured hair would have much preferred to remain dry.
A/N- On a side note, if I didn't explain this (which I probably didn't, knowing me), just about everyone who took part in Truth or Dare knows the new password to the Gryffindor Common Room. Also, the five foot rule is still in effect.
While the game of I Never had been going on in the dorms, Oliver, Katie, Fred, Angelina, George, and Alicia were looking for Percy and Penny. "Okay. Fred, George, if you were Percy, where would you be?" Oliver asked as soon as they had left the Gryffindor Common Room.
George wrinkled his nose as if being Percy would be the most horrible fate ever. "Oliver, buddy, if I were Percy, you'd have to kill me, bury me, dig me up, and kill me again," Fred said, shaking his head and laughing at Oliver, who grinned.
Normally Oliver and Percy were on fairly good terms, and he wasn't as amused by when people insulted him. But after what had just happened with him and Katie, Percy wasn't exactly one of his favorite people. He couldn't wait until they could get their revenge.
"Obviously true, Fred," Oliver said, laughing, "but you know what I mean! Where do you think he is?" Fred screwed up his face, as if he was having a very hard time thinking. "Hmm. If I were a self-centered big-head with a severe lack of confidence around girls, where would I be? I'd have to say that if dead and buried isn't an option, then I'm going to go with Percy's dorm room. Drowning myself in Firewhiskey, probably."
The group laughed. Fred did seem to have a point. "Wait though!" Angelina said, thinking of something, "Do you really think Penny would just sit there while Percy mopes? I mean, they can't separate or anything because of the five foot rule, so-" She trailed off.
"Well do you have a better idea, Ang?" George asked easily. Angelina smiled. George would always agree with Fred, even if he was completely obviously wrong (not that that was necessarily the case here). "No, I don't," she said ruefully, "But I still bet that you're wrong, Fred."
"Angelina, don't you know by now that I'm never wrong?" Fred asked teasingly. Angelina put her hands on her hips in mock anger. "Fred, I would bet you ten galleons he's not in there," she said, laughing. "I don't have ten galleons to spare," Fred said, somewhat truthfully, "But how about if I win, you have to be my house-elf for a day?"
"And if *I* win," Angelina continued, "then *you* have to be *my* house-elf for a day." They shook on it, and Oliver, Katie, George, and Alicia sniggered at the thought of one of the two having to serve the other for a day. "Alright, well let's get on with it and see who's right," Katie said.
"We have to go back to the common room again to get to the dorm!" George exclaimed, slapping his head in stupidity. So they went back through the portrait hole (Angelina said the password, because no one else wanted to), and started to climb the marble staircases that led to the dormitories.
It took them hardly any time to get to the door leading to Percy (and Oliver, etc.'s) dorm. "Should we knock?" Katie asked, thinking back to when Percy had barged in on her and Oliver. Oliver shook his head. "Not a chance," he said, and he opened the door and barged right in.
"Oliver! Everybody! What are you doing here?" Penny asked, from her seat on Oliver's considerably rumpled bed (which was next to Percy's immaculate one). "Hello," Percy said, turning around from his seat on his own bed.
"Hey Penny," Oliver said. He didn't even say hello to Percy, but acknowledged him only with a cool nod. Percy sneered at him slightly. "So," Katie asked, "What have you guys been doing?"
Penny glanced over at Percy, then looked back to the others and answered. "Well, I've just been sitting here. Incidentally Oliver, make your bed up next time," she grinned, "As for Percy, he's done all his homework, all your homework, Oliver, and he's halfway through yours, Fred."
Percy snorted. "Not that either of you deserve it. I was just bored," he said, looking down at the pile of parchment and books on his bed. Everyone gaped at him. "You know, Perce, when I'm bored, I prank people, or hang out with my friends. I *don't* do other people's homework," Fred said, scandalized.
"And what about *my* homework!?" George asked indignantly. Percy shrugged. "I'm sure I'll get to it before the dance is over," he said unenthusiastically. Penny glared at him. "This is so ridiculous," she said to Katie, Angelina, and Alicia, "Percy is being such a jerk."
The three girls looked at her sympathetically, feeling very lucky that their dates weren't being such losers. Meanwhile, Oliver, Fred and George walked over to Percy, smirking. "Percy, we need to talk with you," Oliver said seriously, "It's important."
Percy looked up from the big pile of homework on the bed. "I'm not in the mood to talk to you," he said, annoyed, "Get stuffed." The three boys sniggered. "Watch your mouth, Percy!" George said, tsk-ing at him.
"I'm serious, bug off," Percy said, running a hand self-consciously through his trademark Weasley hair. They shook their heads. "Not until we have a talk," Fred smirked, "Now are you going to listen, or are you going to make us tie you to a chair with spaghetti noodles?"
Percy sighed, rolling his eyes. "If I listen, then will you clear off?" he asked hopefully. All three of them nodded solemnly. "Fine. Start talking," he said, looking extremely irritated.
At these words, Angelina, Alicia, and Katie had Penny sit down next to Percy on his bed, and then they sat down with Oliver, Fred, and George on Oliver's bed opposite it. "Now Percy," Katie said craftily, "We really need to get a few things straight."
Meanwhile, Lucius and Cho were sitting in the bath in the Prefect's bathroom. "This is so romantic," Cho said as pink cotton-candy flavored bubbles floated around the steaming foamy water of the bath. "Mmm," Lucius replied, sitting lower in the warm water.
"So, what do you want to do?" Cho asked slyly, grinning up at Mr. Malfoy. He shrugged. He wasn't the sort of person who always had to be doing something. That was something, in his opinion, that lesser wizards than himself, like Sirius Black, would do. "Let's just sit here," he said, sitting up a little taller when he felt the bottom of his precious blonde hair touch the water.
"Okay," Cho said doubtfully, "But could we at least play some music?" Lucius nodded reluctantly, and Cho did a complicated wave of her wand. "AH! What kind of bloody music is that?" he asked, taken aback. Cho grinned. "It's rap!" she said enthusiastically, bobbing her head to newest WWN hit.
"That's completely unreasonable! It's so obnoxious!" Lucius said fervently. Cho rolled her eyes. "It's the latest craze on the WWN! Come on, you'll like it!" she said determinedly. Lucius shook his head. This was not the type of music he liked. He would never listen to it at home. Cissa wouldn't listen to it either, he thought to himself.
"Fine," he relented, "I guess I can get used to it." Cho smiled. She was used to getting her way. "Hey, I know what we can do!" she exclaimed excitedly. "What?" Lucius asked with interest, hoping it was something relaxing that would take his mind off the disastrous game of Truth or Dare.
"Water fight!" she yelled, sliding off her floating bubble into the water and splashing Lucius until he was soaked. "MY HAIR!" he said, very upset that his perfect blonde locks had been drenched. However, Cho was underwater at that moment, and she didn't hear him.
Deciding to try to forget about it, since Cho wouldn't have known any better, he splashed her back, and they got into a serious water fight. Cho was having the time of her life. Why wouldn't she be? She was living many girls' dream. What girl in their right mind *wouldn't* want to spend their dance in the Prefects' Bathroom with a sexy older guy?
Lucius too had to admit that after the initial shock of his hair getting wet had worn off, he didn't mind having a water fight with the pretty Ravenclaw girl. It was kind of fun, actually. But still, he couldn't help thinking that Cissa would have known that his treasured hair would have much preferred to remain dry.
