Coming out of my daydream, I realized that I was gnawing on my paper plate, as I had finished all my breakfast. I got up, and, throwing my plate in a trash can, made my way back toward the common room. Black mail time. By the time I was at the stone wall that separated me from the common room, my ears were ringing. What was that noise? Whatever it was, it was coming from the common room, and it didn't sound pleasant. When I stepped into the common room, I knew immediately where the noise was coming from. Chelsea stood on the white marble table that decorated the center of the common room. Besides the occasional curse, her words were music to my ears. "I've kept his secrets for him!" she stormed "I've put up with his disgusting habits, But no longer! Item 1! SAUL SLEEPS WITH A NIGHT LIGHT! Item 2! SAUL'S ENTIRE FAMILY CALLS HIM CUTSEY POOTSY CUDDLES!"…
And so on. Fortunately for me I was able to copy this all down with the kind help of Chelsea.
Clutching the thick roll of parchment that held Saul's incriminating evidence, I marched up to my dormitory and got to work. I started by sorting through the list and labeling them according to their nastiness. Then I drew the outlines for a poster with some of the more incriminating evidence in big flashing letters. Satisfied, I looked up as I heard an audible thump, and then an "Ahh!".
"Win, are you ready to go? Your stupid staircase won't let me up!" Dylan complained.
"Yeah. Just a sec." I hurriedly stowed the posters and list underneath my bed. "I just need a few minutes!" I quickly re-applied my lip gloss, but then I realized that I had put my red, cherry scented lip gloss, over my pink, strawberry scented lip gloss. Cherry and strawberry do not go together, and I most definitely do not do red and pink! I took a paper towel and rubbed it off, putting on a fresh coat of pink strawberry blast, but then I noticed that when I had rubbed my lip gloss off, I had messed up some of my blush, so I had to re-do that, too, but the new blush I put on just begged for eye liner, so I had to put some of that on also. I was rummaging through my trunk for some money, when my hair got all in my face and messed up my lip gloss, so I had to do everything over again! Fifteen minutes later I was done and took one last look in the mirror, making sure all my make-up was where it was supposed to be. But wait! Ack! My hair! Sighing I quickly ran my brush through my hair. Why did my hair never behave when I needed it to? I tried to put it in a pony tail on top of my head but my brush slipped and my hair got tangled in a bunch of knots. Well, okay, it didn't. But I wanted to brush it again. This happened five more times and finally after the sixth brush I decided I would just put a barrette in my hair and leave it at that. It took me ten minutes to decide which barrette to use. I had one with two silver snakes each about to strike a emerald in the middle, I love that one!
I entered the common room and spotted Dylan napping on one of the couches. I went over and shook him.
"Dylan! I'm done!"
Dylan sleepily looked up. "You don't look any different." he mumbled. Becoming fully awake he took one look at my face and hastily said. "I mean—you look great! Terrific in fact!"
Glad that my hard work had paid off, I took his hand led him out of the common room. We walked down to Hogsmeade along with Calandra, Katie, and Katie's boyfriend. I can't remember what his name is, but he looks okay. When we reached Hogsmeade Katie and Katie's Boyfriend turned to us.
"We're, uh, going… somewhere. To do… something." Katie said.
"Can I come, too!" Calandra asked cheerfully.
"Um… no."
"Why not?" Calandra teased.
"I don't think you'd be very comfortable doing what we're doing with us."
"I don't think I'd mind!"
"Um… I don't think so. Maybe another time." Katie and Katie's Boyfriend fled. As soon as they were out of sight Calandra started laughing.
"Those two are so gullible." she said, and walked off in the direction of Zonko's.
"What do you want to do?" I asked Dylan.
"How 'bout we head over to Honey Dukes and get some chocolate."
"Good idea!" I happily walked into Honey Dukes and headed straight for the exploding bonbons. Last night I'd had the wonderful inspiration to feed them to the Gryffindor table. The House Elves would probably be more than happy send the bonbon up with the rest of breakfast. I picked out the most explodiest of the exploding bonbons and put them in one of the indestructible bags that was next to them. Dylan appeared carrying three huge bags of candy.
"Want to split the cost?" he asked.
I eyed the bags. "Hmm… Let me think about it… No."
"Fine. Then I won't share any with you."
"You're just saying that because you didn't bring enough money."
"Well, yeah. But you'll lend it to me because I'm cute and I'm your boyfriend, right?" he stuck out his lower lip trying to pout but it just made him look ridiculous. I burst out laughing.
"All right! It was worth a galleon to see that!"
"Great, you can give me the galleon when we get back! So will you loan me the money?"
"Don't push it, Dylan."
"All right, all right. No need to get huffy."
An hour or so later we were sitting on a bench just outside of Hogsmeade and had already finished most of the candy. Actually, let me re-phrase that. Dylan ate most of the candy. I had, like, five pieces, then Dylan decided that there wasn't enough to share. Now he was getting the punishment he deserved with the biggest stomachache ever.
"uugghh… My stomach hurts… This is all your fault, you should have eaten more candy!"
"Don't you dare blame me, Dylan Richard Malfoy" I said, trying not to laugh. "As I recall you 'didn't want to share.' Which is really quite ridiculous because I was the one who paid for all that candy."
"I was going to pay you back" Dylan whined sarcastically "But I wanted to buy a few of those singing toads, and my father stopped sending me money since he found out that I wasn't using it for school supplies!"
I rolled my eyes "Dylan, what on earth do you want a singing toad for?"
Dylan avoided the question. "Look. I'll pay you back… eventually." He got a sly look in his eyes. "I could always pay you back in kisses."
"Are your kisses good enough to make up for about ten pounds of candy?" I asked thoughtfully.
"Why, of course!" Dylan said in mock outrage "besides, I have a stomachache, so humor me, okay?"
"Okay." I kissed him. About a minute later I sensed that someone was watching us and opened my eyes (without breaking the kiss, though) to see a very angry Saul standing in back of Dylan with his wand pointing straight at Dylan. Thinking quickly I pulled back shoved Dylan aside ("Hey!") and grabbed Saul's wand, slapping him on the cheek. He staggered back, and I threw his wand as far away from me as I could, giving myself enough time to pull out my own wand. Saul ran over to his wand, picked it up and started running away towards Hogwarts.
I pushed Dylan out of my way. "See you later!" I called out.
"What! What's going on! Win, who was that guy? And why was he trying to kill me! My stomach hurts." Dylan clutched at his stomach.
"I'll explain later! See ya!"
"Wait! Don't leave me!"
"Sorry!"
I ran through Hogsmeade taking the shortest route, unlike Saul who took the longest route. I arrived at Hogwarts first, barreled through the corridors to the Slytherin common room, and bounded up the girls dormitory stairs. Scanning the room quickly, I located the outline of the poster, grabbed it and ran down stairs. About a minute later I had just put the finishing touches on it when Saul burst in. He was breathing so hard he couldn't speak for a couple of minutes, so I had time to improve it farther.
"What…were…you…" Saul panted, still winded.
I'll bet he can't even remember the last time he was in shape"Well, spit it out!"
"You…he…kissing…"
"Can't you even complete a sentence, stupid?"
At this Saul's face turned purple
"I CAN'T BELIVE WHAT YOU WERE DOING, DO YOU HAVE MULTIPLE BOYFRIENDS OR SOMETHING?"
"No, actually, I have just one boyfriend."
"THEN WHAT WERE YOU DOING WITH HIM?"
"Really, Saul, I thought you could at least recognize a kiss when you saw one."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Really, Saul, isn't it obvious?"
Saul looked at me blankly
"Listen carefully. I'm going to say this slowly so you can understand it. You. Are. Not. My. Boyfriend."
"SO WHO IS YOUR BOYFRIEND!"
"Dylan, you idiot! Now, before you get even more confused, let me offer you a deal."
"What kind of deal? He asked me suspiciously
"Here it is: You tell no one about my polyjuice potion. You also tell no one about our whole "misunderstanding". I, don't put these posters all over school." I held up the posters. I watched with amusement as his face turned simultaneously purple, green, red, and orange, as he read what was written on the poster.
"How! Why! When! Ahh!" Saul ran out of the common room screaming.
Smiling, I shrank the poster and put it in my pocket; just in case.