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Sylvester's Horrible, Terrible, No Good, Very Bad DaySylvester woke early the next morning. He was glad. All night, he'd been dreaming about scary ghosts with white hands. Not pleasant.
Sylvester reverted to his childlike side. He wished Mommy were there with him. Mommy. Mommy and her curly, chocolate-brown hair and green-grey eyes. Mommy and her wonderful stories about goblins and leprechauns told in a soft, melodious voice. Hmm. I want Mommy.
Sylvester threw himself on the floor and had a small, five-minute tantrum. The Lady of Shalott portrait did get broken in the process.
Then, there was one thing left to do. Get the hat.
This was not the hat. This was the hat. Big difference. Mommy had knitted the little green, red, and orange hat. She had even sewn a small square of cloth on which was embroidered a baby unicorn inside the hat. Only she and Sylvester knew about this little detail.
Sylvester grabbed it and shoved it on his head. Suddenly…
"EWWW!"
Vanilla pudding dripped down Sylvester's chubby face. "EEEWWW! Nasty!" Sylvester started to cry. "WWWAAAAAAH! MY HAT!" He ran from the room.
Under the bed, Ginny was cracking up. Hermione looked concerned. "I'll fix the hat. I feel kind of bad about that."
"Don't worry, you just got him a little sticky. Besides, it'll wash off. Eventually."
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Sylvester didn't like the fact that there was pudding in his hat. He didn't like the prissy girl with long red hair. He had anger management problems.
Which is why Ginny found herself stuck in the DADA classroom an hour later with a rather bad-tempered grindylow.
Or rather, glued inside. Sylvester had glued the doorframe, sealed most cracks in the room, and had stolen Ginny's wand.
And had, somehow, put a spell on the room to make it fill up with water.
So…
Ginny was banging on the door, in attempt to loosen it or make someone hear her and swimming frantically in her sodden robes, all done while battling the nasty little water demon.
We think our heroine is going under, don't we reader?
Well, fortunately enough, Harry had Quidditch practice at this point. The Snitch flew over to the DADA window and Harry flew over to get it. He also got an interesting surprise.
He nearly hurt himself laughing.
You can tell that he saved Ginny. Quite heroic. Ginny was grateful (an embarrassed) and furious at Sylvester.
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At twelve p.m., Sylvester went back to his room. Hermione was there, waiting with her wand and an angry expression on her face.
A jet of yellow light threw Sylvester backwards. He screamed at Hermione. "What was that for?"
Hermione heard, "I think you're sexy!"
She grinned. This'll be fun.
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Oliver Wood was leading a happy-looking team over to the Great Hall for lunch. "Great work, guys. We'll flatten Slytherin in the next match."
Katie Bell stopped to talk to Sylvester. Though he was evil, she couldn't get over his cuteness. "Hi!"
"I think you're sexy."
Sylvester was actually trying to say, "Hi Katie," since he did like Katie very much (she always gave him some sort of candy). But the spell had worked very well.
Katie was affronted. "Who taught you that type of thing?"
She stalked off. Fred snickered behind her.
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Malfoy liked Sylvester. Here was a kid who knew the right path to take. He smiled at the boy. "Hey kid. What's up?"
"I think you're sexy."
He was trying to say, "Go away!" since he really did not like Malfoy (his friends were big and scary). But the spell had worked very well.
Malfoy was scared. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" He ran off.
"What?"
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When Sylvester got back to his room, a stick of gum was waiting for him. He put it in his mouth and chewed…
BOOM!
His mouth was filled with a strong taste of cinnamon.
"AUNTIE MINNIE!"
A/N: Thanks for the reviews. I'll give Sylvester a break for a while; he's been through a lot.
