The Products of a Bored Mind

Chapter Two: Puppeteer

by Saxifrage

Summery: Boredom of any kind usually gets someone in trouble, and the kids at Hogwarts are no different! This time it's Emilie Summers, a mysgevious young girl who can't help but cause... agitation, especially when it comes to the teachers of Hogwarts.

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Victim: Ms. Emilie Summers

Year: 1st

HP Characters Used: Professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore

Other Characters: Ryan

She was the first one to finish the test, so she laid her head on the table with a tired sigh. Emilie was so bored. What was there to do? No-thing. Doodling was out of the question—the last time she had doodled on her paper, she had received detention for "encrypting codes in picture form." Even though she was no longer in Potions class, Emilie figured it was a bad idea. What else was there to do? A lot had been banned from her because of certain…disruptions during a lot of her classes, but Emilie saw it as no harm. She had a short attention span anyways; it would eventually happen if she didn't plan it out. It didn't help her any, though, that the teachers of Hogwarts hated her--what to call it?--activities during class.

Frowning slightly, she went over the list of what she couldn't do….No writing, no doodling, no chewing gum, no blowing gum, no flinging gum into the hair of others, no flicking pieces of paper of her desk, no reading, no—

"SUMMERS! Get your head off that desk this INSTANT! What do think this is? Nap time?" Emilie lifted her head and rested her chin in her hand, adding to her list.

No napping, no eating, no transfiguring other's noses to see what they would look like with "pug" noses, no dancing, no turning student's hair pink, no turning the teacher's hair pink, no asking the answers of questions even if she'd already finished the test, no flinging pies, no asking the teacher of their sexual orientation, no offering counseling to the teacher claiming to be experienced in the dilemma of sexual confusion, no—

Wait! Emilie's head shot up in anticipation as she thought of something she hadn't been told not to do. An evil smile then formed on her lips.

Quickly, she pulled out a piece of paper and drew two little people—a boy and a girl who looked oddly like Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore (Emilie hoped this wouldn't be counted as doodling)—and used a quick spell to cut them out. The she levitated them into a standing position on her desk, and cleared her voice.

"Ahem…" Instantly, everyone looked toward her, and McGonagall's eyes narrowed. Emilie paid them no attention, however.

"Oh hello, sugar quill.." She said in a high-pitched voice as the McGonagall-paper-doll moved up and down slightly to show it was speaking. "I have something to tell you. It's just so dreadful!" Instantly, the puppet started sobbing fake sobs, her little paper arms coving her face in horror. McGonagall stood up, shaking with anger as she ever so slowly walked toward Emilie's desk (one could assume that it was for dramatic effect). But, Emilie ignored her, too involved in her extremely enteretaining game.

"What is it, acid pop?" She made the other doll reply in a slightly lower voice.

"I'm PREGNANT!" There was a rather loud giggle heard from the audience.

"GASP! Oh no! But, cockroach cluster, we haven't even had sex!" The Dumbledore puppet exclaimed, his little puppet hands hovering over his mouth in shock. At this point, the entire class was laughing, and McGonagall could barely walk—her body kept jerking from so much anger.

"I KNOW!" The McGonagall puppet continued to sob. "I-I-I—! I'VE BEEN CHEATING ON YOU!"

"GASP AGAIN! NOOO! I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME!"

"I dooooooooo! Reeeeeally! It wasn't my fault! That other guy was just so damn sexy!" Now the puppet turned around and grabbed her face in exhasperationas she continued to fill the room with fake sobs.

"No, no…" The Dumbledore puppet said sadly, as he patted the other's shoulder. "It's okay, really. I think I might be gay. I've been…cruising with your brother."

Now it was McGonagall's…er, pupper look-a-like's turn to gasp. "WHAT? GASP! Besides from the hot guy I picked up off the street, I've been cruising with YOUR sister!" Her sadness faded easily and the puppet smiled at the other.

"YAY!" The Dumbldore puppet shrieked. "Let's be gay TOGETHER!"

"YAAAY!" They screamed.

Just then, Professor McGonagall's hand struck the desk and a loud WHACK! was her throughout the class; needless to say, the laughter stopped immediately.

Emilie looked up at the teacher. McGonagall's face was bright red, and her mouth was pressed together so hard that her lips weren't visible at all. The normally stern, calm green eyes had erupted into horrific yellowish emeralds shaking with rage. The knuckles of Emilie's teacher were completely white.

"Hi!" Emilie said pleasantly, her voice laced with complete innocence. "That was a grand test you gave us. Do you want to play dolls with me?" Inside, Emilie was bursting up with laughter—but she somehow maintained it.

"Do—you—know—what—the—penalty—is—for—inte-rupt-ing—a—TEST?" McGonagall strained out, uneasily.

"Um, no?" At this, a shriek of rage erupted from the mosterous teacher. "…I'm about to find out, aren't I?" Emilie asked, slightly nervous (not really).

"DETENTION! FOR A WEEK!"

"Oh..." Emilie paused. "Okay."

McGonagall, realizing that Emilie wasn't going to argue or make any more of a distraction, started to clam down. That is, until she heard Emilie take another breath.

"Sooo…" She started casually. "Why am I getting detention?"

"ARRRGGHH!" McGonagall turned back around, her head whipping like Indiana Jones' very own whip, and moved closer to Emilie's face with every word, forcing Emilie to move backwards. "FOR MAKING PUPPETS OF TEACHERS AND ACTING THEIR LIVES OUT IN CLASS!" McGonagall smirked at Emilie's shocked face.

Once again, thinking she won, McGonagall turned back to the head of the room. The class looked at Emilie expectantly, as if they knew she'd respond. She didn't disappoint them.

Once McGonagall reached her destination, Emilie's hand shot in the air. "What do you want girl?" McGonagall yelled.

"Ummm…" Emilie said with all the "shyness" she could muster. "Does that mean that you ARE gay?"

The yell for blood that was next sounded was heard throughout Hogwarts, as well as the tiny shriek emitted from Emilie as she was thrown out of the classroom, her things soon following and smacking her in the head.

A few seconds later, she stood up and with a cheery wave, she called, "Bye!" To her teacher. "I'll see you in detention!"

Then, the bell rang, and all the students rushed out the door, anxious to get away from the teacher who literally looked about ready to kill. Outside, Emilie waited for her best friend, Ryan. "So," she said, throwing her arm around his neck. "I found class rather educational today, how about you?"

The young boy raised an eyebrow. "I suppose you playing with puppets could be considered slightly educational, if not entirely entertaining," he paused, "but you do realize that you've just been thrown out of class? Possibly forever?" He stared at his best friend, wondering what she had been thinking when she pulled her latest stunt.

"Ah, nonsense!" Emilie cried, ruffling Ryan's hair. "I think she's warming up to me."

A/N: What do you think of the latest installment? Good, or bad? Boring twitch, or funny? Please REVIEW! I'll give you all MUFFINS!

And for those of you wondering, "Why the hell aren't you updating Something to Ponder, Becoming Something New, or Tunnels! Bad author! whack whack BAD AUTHOR!" Weeeellllll... rubs sore head I'me really really reeeeeaaallllyyyyy sorry! I'll try to update before Christmas! I PROMISE! Just don't hurt me! whimpers

Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed it and that Emilie was an amusing character. I personally think she has a little too much Marauder-attitude going for her... heheheh. Hmm... I wonder what would happen if she ever went back in time and met them? (btw this one is supposed to be in Harry's era, unlike the last one,but you can't tell...) Anyways, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! and I'll LOVE YA TO DEATH!

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