Chapter 2
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Hairy sighed, he didn't understand it, not a word of it. He looked up and saw Professor Scalp coming towards their table. He tried to
catch Permione's attention but she was scribbling away, her head moving from side to side as her pen wrote extremely intelligent words.
Hairy then turned to Ron but he immediately saw that it was of no use-Ron sat chewing the and of his quill and reading the question over
and over again.
Ron suddenly looked up, looking around helplessly at Hermione and Hairy, his gaze lingered on Hairy,
'Hairy…are you feeling all right? You look-'
'RONALD GREASY' came the sneering voice of the potions master, Severe Scalp.
'Fuck' muttered Ron
Hairy gave Ron a questioning look, wondering what Ron had been going to say.
'So, Greasy, you think that your conversation with Potter is more important than the task I have set you?'
'I-'began Ron.
'Yes, Greasy...what is your puny little excuse for disturbing my lesson-please, enlighten us all. Quills down please! Lets all listen to Mr
Greasy's amazing tale' said Scalp.
'Well, you see…I was, discussing the work...with Hairy.' Ron said quickly.
Scalp sneered at Ron.
'10 points from Gryffindor and a detention Monday evening Greasy, for lying'
Scalp dismissed the class and skulked out of the classroom.
'Well that was quite interesting really' Permione said 'I think that the moonstone has many proper- HAIRY!' she screamed mid-sentence.
'whatwhatwhat?' asked Ron, bewildered. He then saw Hairy. Ron screamed, fell over a chair and collapsed in a heap on the floor.
'Whats wrong?' asked a confused Hairy.
'Your…your hair' Permione spluttered 'Its..ginger'
'WHAT?'
I hope you like it..there are many ideas for what is to come next, and of course not everyone's names' has been mentioned
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