Hey guys! I'm very sorry about the lack of updates!! I've been flooded with homework, and there's band too, so I have very little time anymore. And I use my freetime to just relax. Yes, writing stories is starting to become like a chore. I don't hate it, but it just feels like another thing on my back, so what i'm saying is that I won't be updating very much anymore. I'm sorry. Don't worry! I'm gonna complete this story! It'll just be slow! I ain't giving up! I'll tell ya one thing about me; I never give up easily, so don't fret! The work's in progress! I just have to go at a very slow pace. Here's the 12th chapter! I'm probably gonna try to end this story soon. It's gettin' way too long. XP
Now, picking up where we left off....
Everyone in the circle stared up at the squat toad-faced professor in horror, and disgust, as she smiled her horrible, evil, toadish smile.
Umbridge: Now, what game are were you children playing?
Hagrid: Well, this won' turn out well....
Sirius: Children?! Excuse me?!
Hermione: Uh...we were...err....
Colin: RUN FOR THE HILLS!!!
(everyone, except Dumbledore runs into the kitchen.)
Umbridge: Well! The nerve they have of leaving me here on the spot! Well at least one person was polite enough to stay here!
Dumbledore: Well, Dolores. Shall we go into the kitchen? I heard Severus makes a mean Shepard's pie!
Fred: (from the kitchen) WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S NOT A SHEPARDS PIE, SNAPE?!?!
Snape: As in, not just Shepherd's pie, but it's a 'German Shepherd' pie!
Dolores: ...I think I will stay here, thank you.
George: Professor, you are SICK! I'M going to be sick!!
Snape: Well Mr. Weasley, You and I have very different views on what should be in a Shepards pie.
Ron: Ugh! What does he mean by that?!
Fred: He means that as in Shepards pie, he thought he was supposed to stick a mutilated German Sheperd DOG into the pie!
Ron: German Sheperd Pie?! Did George actually eat it?!
Fred: Yep. Me too.
Ron: You two are the bravest people i've ever met! Trying Snape's cooking!
Colin: Mmm! This is the best Shepards pie ever!!
Harry: You mean 'German Sheperd' pie?
Colin: What? (looks at pie with a horrified expression on his face) I-I had a German Shepherd at home n-named W-Waldo, and-and he-(looks down at the pie and bursts out crying)
Harry: Colin, it could'nt have been him! Don't-
But poor little Colin quickly ran to the bathroom as fast his legs would carry him.
Sirius: You are a sick sick man, Snivellus!
Hermione: Never let a wizard try to do muggle recipes...
Remus: Welcome to 'La resturaunt de Road Kill'
Snape: You know, I worked hard to make that pie and lasagna! I could've made a potion today, but nooooo! I went ahead and made these recipes for you people! And now you're just going to throw them away! I knew I should'nt have come here! These parties suck!
Ginny: Well, we still have our punch and cookies we made! Right?
Sirius: You mean those gross black round things you call cookies?
Ginny: That's mean! We worked really hard to make those, and now you just insult our cooking, and let it go to waste! I can't believe you!!
Fred: Ya!!
Snape: Welcome to the club.
Ron: Hey! I just got this smashing idea! So the failed recipes don't go to waste, we can have a eating contest! Whoever eats the most of their deformed dessert, wins!
Hagrid: Blimey Ron! Are yeh' nuts?
Snape: Bad idea...
Hermione: Ron, I don't think that's a very good idea!
Percy: Yes! We could get very sick and get food poisoning if we attempt that! And Mr. Malfoy wouldn't like that!
Ron: And is Mr. Malfoy here? Hmm?
Percy: Well...no...
Ron: Well then let's do this! What do you guys say?!
Trelawney: I foresee great illness falling upon the daring contestants of this-
Mcgonagall: Oh, do shut up, Sybill!
Hagrid: Well, i'm startin' ter like this idea of yers, Ron!
Fred: Well, little brother, congragulations!
Ron: Congragulations on what?
George: By surpassing our insanity with your dumbest craziest idea ever!
Snape: Don't say I didn't warn you...
Meanwhile, at the hospital...
Draco: I sure hope those guys aren't doing anything too stupid back at the mansion!
Back at the mansion...
Kids: EAT IT! EAT IT! EAT IT!
Sirius: No! I'm gonna be sick!
Harry: Come on, Sirius! Just one more cookie, and you'll make it to the finals against Hagrid!
Sirius was sitting in a chair, with a feather sticking out of his mouth, and a plate of the Owl Lasagna Snape made, miraculously all gone, and looking quite sick, but determined.
Hermione: I don't think he should do this...
Ron: Oh, sod of Hermione! This is fun!!
Sirius gulped, but loooked at Harry, seeing that pleading look of belief in his godson's eyes gave him the courage, and he shoved one of the Weasley's burnt cookies down his throat, smiled, and raised his fists in victory, as almost everyone cheered.
Remus: Oh Sirius, you've really out done yourself this time...
Ron: Alright! Now it's time to move up the finals!
Sirius: Oh man. I dunno if I can do that. I'm so full and queezy!
Hagrid: Blimey! I haven't felt this full and whoozy since...since ever!!
Neville: Wait! Isn't anyone gonna try my Peanut Butter pie?!
Percy: Now that's enough! You've had enough, and you're all going to be sick!!
George: Oh, you';re such a party pooper, Percy!
Fred: Yah! Mum should've namned you Prefect Percy, the Party Pooper Prat!
Percy: I will have you know, that mum would have never named me such a thing! And besides, all the cooking is gone anyways. We'll just call it a tie between Hagrid and Sirius.
Colin: WAAAAHHH!!! WALDO!!!!
Mcgonagall: Will somebody please shut him up?
Fred: Now honestly, mate! It's not you're dog! Snape just found a random stray dead dog off the road, didn't you?
Snape: Well...actually, this one had a collar, and it was limping through my yard, completely lame, so I put it out of it's misery. And I recall reading it's collar. I can't remember the name, but I recall that it started with a 'W'.
Fred: you WHAT?!
Colin: WAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!! AND HE WAS COMPLETELY LAME!! HE ONLY BROKE HIS LEG A DAY AGO, AND THEN HE WANDERED OFF!!!! WHAAAAAAA!!!!!!
Sirius: All those Slytherins are the same: Slimy, sick, and twisted!
Pansy: HOW DARE YOU INSULT US SLYTHERINS!!! WE ARE ALL TREATED THE SAME, LIKE DIRT!! PEOPLE ALWAYS TALKING ABOUT US IN NASTY WAYS!! (points arm into the air) IT'S TIME SOMEONE STOOD UP FOR SLYTHERIN RIGHTS!!
Complete silence...
Harry:...well, i'm going to go play the Game Cube now...
Ron: Me too!
Hermione: I'll come!
Dumbledore: Well, let's see what this is all about!
Mcgonagall: (sigh) Why not?
Neville: I'm hungry! I think i'll go grab some Peanut Butter pie!
George: I'll go watch the tellymathingy, whatever the muggles call it.
Everyone left the room, except Pansy, who stood there, her arm still pointing in the air.
Pansy:...no one ever listens to me!
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Dumble, Mcgonagall, Sirius, Snape, and Remus walked into the
T.V. room where the gamecube was, and Umbridge was sitting on the couch, holding an empty plate, smiling.
Umbridge: Oh, I just had the most delicious Shepherd's Pie!! Too bad I got the last piece!
She smiled her evil toad-faced smile at everyone, smirking with glee. Everyone stared wide eyed at her with looks of absolute disgust on their faces.
Snape: Well, it's nice to know at least one person appreciates my cooking!
Well, next chapter probably won't be up for awhile. Please review meanwhile though! See ya!