Story Title: Ron's Afro
Chapter Title: Psychedelic Slughorn
Date Posted: Monday, August 14, 2006
Rating: PG13
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A/N: Yay! I'm posting earlier than I usually do! Hurray! Oh, and if you have any ideas, please tell me. I kinda have writer's block.
It was a lovely morning at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It just so happened that classes started on that day.
Potions (8:30 am)
Potions was first today. Harry, Ron and Hermione stepped into the class. Slughorn was setting up some equipment near his desk.
"Good morning, class. Today, we will be making a special kind of potion. First let me just… What the heck is that?" Slughorn asked, staring at Ron's hair.
"My 'fro."
"Your WHAT?"
"My afro! You know, that funky-fresh hairstyle from the seventies? Haven't you ever heard of them?"
Slughorn thought back to the good old days. The seventies.
Flashback
A slightly younger Slughorn stepped into a potions classroom in Hogwarts in the seventies. He had an afro and disco clothes. The students all turned and stared incredulously at him.
"Hey, class, my little funksters! Are you oppressing the Man today?"
"What?" some of them asked.
"Don't question things, little dudes. Things are as they are. Now, let's get down and…BOOGIE! Can you dig it?"
"Slammin'!" yelled the students as music came on. They all stood up and danced.
"Oh yeah! Feel the funk!" yelled Slughorn as he did the moonwalk.
End Flashback
Slughorn sighed dreamily. He snapped out of it and said, "Heard of them! Why, 35 years ago, I was da bomb! I had the coolest afro in Hogwarts. Actually, it was the only one, but whatever! I was Commander Cool! Righteous Rabbit! Far-out Fighter! Psychedelic Slughorn! Everyone loved me!"
The students stared at him.
"You know, I could lend you my Seventies' Slang Book! Far-out Phrases! Cool Comments! Radical R-"
"OKAY! WE GET IT!" yelled the students.
Ron stepped forward. "Really? That would be awesome!"
Slughorn wagged his finger. "I think you mean awesome-possum!"
Ron smiled. The other students groaned. This was going to be a very long, very weird year.
That Night
Ron was up in his dorm looking through the book.
Wow. This thing has EVERYTHING! Look at all these rad sayings! He thought.
Harry walked in. "Hey, Captain Crunch! Have you seen my banana? I can't find it anywhere!"
Ron ignored him. The pills must have worn off. He thought.
Harry started crying.
Ron sighed. "Geez, dude! Take a chill pill!"
Harry stopped crying. "Oh, my doctor says I'm only allowed to have one pill a day."
Ron stared at him incredulously. "Say, Brotha, how's about you just sit on it."
"Sit on what?" asked Harry.
"Don't be so square, man!"
"Uh, what are you reading?"
"Yo, man! Stop dipping in my Kool-aid!"
"What?"
"You heard me! Now split!"
"You're weird."
"YO! Don't be trippin'!"
"I can't understand what you're saying!"
"You're harshing my mellow!"
Harry just walked away. He decided to sleep on the couch in the common room that night.
Ron sighed.
He decided that Harry was a real square and that if he wanted to still be tight with Ron, then he would have to get down with the language. You know, go with the flow. Ron told Harry this the next morning. Harry just stared at him, incredulously.
Meanwhile, Hermione was also having trouble adjusting to the language.
A/N: Woo! Another chapter done! That one was hard because I had to look up some 70's lingo on the internet. It was weird... Anyway, just in case someone didn't understand that conversation Harry and Ron had, I've rewritten it in English. Enjoy.
Ron sighed. "Geez, dude! Calm down!"
Harry stopped crying. "Oh, my doctor says I'm only allowed to have one pill a day."
Ron stared at him incredulously. "Hey, Harry? Just Shut-up."
"Sit on what?" asked Harry.
"Don't be so stupid!"
"Uh, what are you reading?"
"Hey! Stay out of my business!"
"What?"
"You heard me! Now leave!"
"You're weird."
"Hey! Don't insult me!"
"I can't understand what you're saying!"
"You're making me mad!"
A/N: Hope that makes things clearer!
