Big Brother: PURPLE ALERT! PURPLE ALERT

Draco: what the hell is 'Purple Alert?"!

Big Brother: its an alert that is not quite as dangerous as a red alert but more important than a blue alert.

Draco: right (sarcastically)

Big Brother: The purple alert is that everyone must now be put in special places. Everyone will be seperated and live in different places in the house according to the colour of eyes.

Voldemort: loads of people with me then (sarcastic: indicates red eyes)

Big Brother: From now on! Meaning until I say other wise, those who have green eyes will go in the 'Green room' you shall be kings

Harry: go Harry its your birthday gonna party like its your bir-

Everyone else: silence

Big Brother: the green eyed kings shall be served by everyone else. Blue eyes and Grey eyes will be searvents and...Miners! Dun Dun DUUUUUNNNNN

Draco: miners?

Big Brother: Aye you'll be good old coal miners

Draco: Now my nightmare is complete

Big Brother: Those of you who have brown eyes shall be...chefs and cook the meals for the green eyed kings

Hermione and Ginny!$ !

Hermione: I'm getting a potion to dye my eyes

Big Brother: Purple Alert Purple Alert!

Ginny: sigh yes

Big Brother: anyone caught dying their eyes will be found and killed my MR SPY!

Everyone: silence

Sirius: Who the hell is Mr Spy!

Big Brother:shines spotlight on small strange little man with thick glasses, a rain coat, a several binoculars, a camera and a telescope THIS IS MR SPY

Mr Spy: I can see you!

Draco: that is the scariest thing I have ever lade eyes on

Harry: For once Malfoy I agree...BUT WHAT DO I CARE GO HARRY ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY ITS YOUR

Everyone: Glare

Harry: soz

Later in the Green room:

Harry: More Wine I believe Snivellus

Snape: Mumble Grumble

Ron: what is this foul language Snivellus. ORF WITH YOUR HEAD!

Harry: No an even better idea Ronald would be to send him to Mr Spy

Mr Spy: I can see you

Ron: Oh yes Henry James I agree entirely

Snape: NO! Anything but Mr Spy

Ron: Anything?

Harry: You may give King Ronald a foot massage Now where did...Weasel!

Ginny: huh...HARRY! Don't call me that

Harry: That is King Henry James to you oh brown eyed slave...send up more coal fresh from the mines to feed the fire! I'm freezing my Roman sandles off...MORE WINE!

Meanwhile in the blue/grey room

Sirius: okay Malfoy take the pickaxe and dig out the coal

Draco: sounds easier enough...looks around confusedly...um Black?

Sirius: What is it now Malfoy?

Draco: what does coal look like?

Sirius:faints

Meanwhile in the brown room

Hermione: cooking food some chicken in here, put on the salt and a drop of poison in the apples to kill the green-eyed kings

Vernon: Witch! you musn't do that

Hermione: why...you always hated Harry even before he was a wierd king who thought he was an ancient Roman

Vernon: but if Mr Spy catches you

Hermione: Mr Spy is in the Green room protecting the kings

Vernon: well do magicy people have away of being in two places at once

Hermione: no of course not don't be silly

(a sound comes from behind her)

sound: I can see you!

Hermione: (without turning around) crap

Meanwhile outside the rooms

Voldemort: I still haven't been put any where...Big Brother?

Big Brother: silence

Voldemort: HELLO!

Big Brother: oh sorry about that I thought you were a banana

Voldemort: WTF

Big Brother: oh just go in the green room with the rest of the mega maniacs

Voldemort: hmmm shut up in a room with Potter...this should be good