The TOTALLY Backwards Day in Hogwarts RETURNS!!
Chapter Four: What You've All Been Waiting For...
Harry, somehow, had Potions next. So he went there. He guided Hermione there, as she kept walking off from him in a random direction.
"Come on, Hermione," Harry said, grabbing her arm.
"You are so kind, Nice Boy. Where are we going?" she asked.
"Potions."
"Portugal? Isn't that a bit far to walk, Nice Boy?" Hermione asked, trying to comprehend.
"My name is HARRY."
On the way they passed Malfoy.
"Hey Harry!" said Malfoy. "Harry, wait up!"
Harry didn't bother to wait up. He kept walking as Hermione turned to wave at Malfoy.
"Come on, Hermione," Harry said, pulling her along.
Malfoy scrambled over to them. He was considerably shorter and had mussy brown hair. "Heading to Potions, Harry? Me too! Can I join you and Hermione? Pleeease, Harry?"
"All right," Harry said.
"Oh thank you Harry, thank you!" Malfoy tagged along. He turned to Hermione. "Hey, I haven't spoken with you before! You're Hermione, aren't you?"
There was a long pause. "Did you say something?" asked Hermione.
Harry was glad they got talking. Now he could ditch them and run to Potions. He took off.
"Are you Hermione?" Colin-- I mean, MALFOY-- asked.
"Oh, so YOU'RE that Hermoiney I have been hearing about!" said Hermione. "It is nice to meet you, Hermoiney. Isn't it, Nice Boy?" she peered around for Harry. "Nice Boy?"
Malfoy sped up to follow Harry, who was down the corridor. Hermione promptly forgot what she was doing and ran out a door leading to the grounds. Unfortunately, Hermione forgot to open the door first, so after seven or eight more tries of running head on into the door, she gave up and leapt out the window.
MEANWHILE AT POTIONS...
Harry hated this. Snape was (because I know all of you want me to) EXAXTLY THE SAME AS LAST TIME. Except different.
Snape stood at his desk with a compact in hand and primping his golden curls and applying rouge at the same time somehow. He was wearing pink robes and had numerous beauty charmbooks and ditzy teen magazines (heh heh, thanks, Amara) on it as well as plenty of make-up stuff. He looked up to the class.
"Hello, class," he said in an outrageous high voice that got everyone's attention. He crossed to the front of his desk and sat cross-legged on it. "Today we make a Muggle cream that will actually remove wrinkles AND define high-toned skin color at the same time!"
He saw most of the class take out their potions ingredients eagerly (think OPPOSITE!).
Snape made a face. "No, no, no, put away that disgusting armadillo bile and leech guts and whatever else of that kind of junk you've got there. I will provide supplies! He reached behind his desk and pulled out an enormous handbag that resembled a coin purse, but much bigger. With difficulty, he heaved it onto his lap and opened it.
Just like in Mary Poppins (don't know why I'm referring to that, I guess it's opposite enough), he pulled out things impossible to put in one purse. He pulled out a 7-pound bag of flour, some potted plants, a floor lamp, a cell phone, a cat, nasal spray, a color TV, a bottle of soy sauce, some Cocamidopropyl PG-Dimonium Chloride Phosphate (I found that ingredient from a box of soap), about 50 makeup stuffs, a can of corn, and plenty of other things before he came to what he was looking for. Half the class was filled with stuff when he found it.
"Here it is!" he said. "I KNEW I put it somewhere. Here's some lemon juice, assorted plants, and.. er.. well, that's not important. You don't even need that CAULDRON." He said 'cauldron' the way someone else might say 'dookey'. He pointed to Harry's cauldron. "Eww, not fashionable! Not fashionable at all. I'll give you a bowl and a stirring-thing and you just mix." So he did. It was boring. Then the bell rang. My fingers are tired. I think I'm just publish this.
*TV Announcer Voice* In the next chapter of "The TOTALLY Backwards Day at Hogwarts RETURNS"!!! ... you will find.. uh well you'll find something I'm sure.
Chapter Four: What You've All Been Waiting For...
Harry, somehow, had Potions next. So he went there. He guided Hermione there, as she kept walking off from him in a random direction.
"Come on, Hermione," Harry said, grabbing her arm.
"You are so kind, Nice Boy. Where are we going?" she asked.
"Potions."
"Portugal? Isn't that a bit far to walk, Nice Boy?" Hermione asked, trying to comprehend.
"My name is HARRY."
On the way they passed Malfoy.
"Hey Harry!" said Malfoy. "Harry, wait up!"
Harry didn't bother to wait up. He kept walking as Hermione turned to wave at Malfoy.
"Come on, Hermione," Harry said, pulling her along.
Malfoy scrambled over to them. He was considerably shorter and had mussy brown hair. "Heading to Potions, Harry? Me too! Can I join you and Hermione? Pleeease, Harry?"
"All right," Harry said.
"Oh thank you Harry, thank you!" Malfoy tagged along. He turned to Hermione. "Hey, I haven't spoken with you before! You're Hermione, aren't you?"
There was a long pause. "Did you say something?" asked Hermione.
Harry was glad they got talking. Now he could ditch them and run to Potions. He took off.
"Are you Hermione?" Colin-- I mean, MALFOY-- asked.
"Oh, so YOU'RE that Hermoiney I have been hearing about!" said Hermione. "It is nice to meet you, Hermoiney. Isn't it, Nice Boy?" she peered around for Harry. "Nice Boy?"
Malfoy sped up to follow Harry, who was down the corridor. Hermione promptly forgot what she was doing and ran out a door leading to the grounds. Unfortunately, Hermione forgot to open the door first, so after seven or eight more tries of running head on into the door, she gave up and leapt out the window.
MEANWHILE AT POTIONS...
Harry hated this. Snape was (because I know all of you want me to) EXAXTLY THE SAME AS LAST TIME. Except different.
Snape stood at his desk with a compact in hand and primping his golden curls and applying rouge at the same time somehow. He was wearing pink robes and had numerous beauty charmbooks and ditzy teen magazines (heh heh, thanks, Amara) on it as well as plenty of make-up stuff. He looked up to the class.
"Hello, class," he said in an outrageous high voice that got everyone's attention. He crossed to the front of his desk and sat cross-legged on it. "Today we make a Muggle cream that will actually remove wrinkles AND define high-toned skin color at the same time!"
He saw most of the class take out their potions ingredients eagerly (think OPPOSITE!).
Snape made a face. "No, no, no, put away that disgusting armadillo bile and leech guts and whatever else of that kind of junk you've got there. I will provide supplies! He reached behind his desk and pulled out an enormous handbag that resembled a coin purse, but much bigger. With difficulty, he heaved it onto his lap and opened it.
Just like in Mary Poppins (don't know why I'm referring to that, I guess it's opposite enough), he pulled out things impossible to put in one purse. He pulled out a 7-pound bag of flour, some potted plants, a floor lamp, a cell phone, a cat, nasal spray, a color TV, a bottle of soy sauce, some Cocamidopropyl PG-Dimonium Chloride Phosphate (I found that ingredient from a box of soap), about 50 makeup stuffs, a can of corn, and plenty of other things before he came to what he was looking for. Half the class was filled with stuff when he found it.
"Here it is!" he said. "I KNEW I put it somewhere. Here's some lemon juice, assorted plants, and.. er.. well, that's not important. You don't even need that CAULDRON." He said 'cauldron' the way someone else might say 'dookey'. He pointed to Harry's cauldron. "Eww, not fashionable! Not fashionable at all. I'll give you a bowl and a stirring-thing and you just mix." So he did. It was boring. Then the bell rang. My fingers are tired. I think I'm just publish this.
*TV Announcer Voice* In the next chapter of "The TOTALLY Backwards Day at Hogwarts RETURNS"!!! ... you will find.. uh well you'll find something I'm sure.