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The Founding of Pigwarts I – Recipe For Chaos
Chapter 2: First Things First
"First things first," Hermione announced solemnly.
"Yeah," Ron nodded vigorously. "Bottle – check. Mouth – check. Hermy – check."
"But what about me?" Harry whined.
"You can look after yourself. You're the Boy Who Lived and Lived and Lived."
Draco silently agreed with the Weasel.
"I didn't mean that," she huffed, and took out a journal and a quill. "I meant this."
"You mean we can read your diary now?" Ron exclaimed. "Oh, goodies. I always wanted to get into a girl."
Oh, for the love of Heaven, Draco raised his glance to the starry sky. Please make them pass out really, really soon.
"Into a girl's mind, I mean," the Weasel corrected hastily.
Hermione was either really drunk enough to believe it, or really drunk enough not to care because she removed her evil glare from her friend and opened the book.
"Kirjuta yles," she told it and immediately the quill sprung into the air and positioned itself with the tip against the paper.
"It's Friday, August the 12th, the Year of Voldemort's Destruction," she dictated and smiled as the quill wrote it down in perfect handwriting and mauve ink. "Here, into the ruins of Hogwarts have gathered Harry 'The Hero' Potter, Ron 'The Redhair' Weasley, Hermione 'The Bookworm' Granger and Draco 'The Ferret' Malfoy. And our conversation tonight will be as follows."
Draco 'The Ferret' Malfoy gave the journal a curious glance.
"It records all our sayings?" he asked.
"Not only," Hermione grinned. "Watch!"
She raised the bottle to her lips and took a great gulp of it, then beckoned him closer for a look.
There on the white page, just under Hermione's introduction stood a couple of lines of colourful writing.
The first line was written in silver:
Draco: It records all our sayings?
Next was lilac.
Hermione: Not only. Watch! (takes a large mouthful from her bottle of drink)
"Pretty clever, Granger."
"Thanks. Ron got red for his hair and Harry claimed green for his eyes. I took lilac because I like it, and you probably got grey for both your gorgeous silver hair and eyes."
And then she giggled.
Draco decided then and there that she was indeed drunk and not acting.
"Now that this has been taken care of, I think we should come up with a suitable name."
"Ronald Weasley!" Ron screamed.
"Harry Potter is much better!" Harry agrued.
"No, it isn't, it's far too famous."
"And that's bad because?"
"Well... I'm sure it's bad for something!"
"We are not naming the school after either one of you!"
"Hmm... How about Rorry Potsley then?"
"We have to include Hermy as well!"
"Hermy Rorry Potsley?"
"How about HuRuHu?"
"Heh?"
"Hu for Harry, Ru for Ron and Hu for Hermy."
"But I thought Hu was for Harry."
"The first Hu is for Harry, and the second for Hermy."
"But I'm not Hurry, and you're not Run and she is not Hurmy."
"Hurry & Run fits together pretty well. But Hurmy..."
"How about June? My middle name is Jane."
"But then it won't be HuRuHu anymore. Then it would be HuRuJu."
"JuHuRu sounds better."
"Why must I be the last again?"
"JuRuHu?"
"Perhaps we could leave our names out of it completely."
"Well, I'm not going to name it Drucu Mulfuy!"
Drucu Mulfuy presently took another sip of his butterbeer and sent an annoyed glace towards the lake and the white marble beside it.
You knew it would happen!
"How about Pink Elephant?"
"Why would you name a school that?"
"I dunno. Sounds cool."
"I study at the Pink Elephant. Welcome to the Pink Elephant. No, not for a school. Perhaps an inn, or something like that..."
"I thought we were going to found a school."
"We are, Run. So no Pink Elephants."
"Why can't we just name it Hogwarts?"
"Because then we would be refounding it, not just founding without the re."
"So?"
"Because we want to start a new era. A Voldyfree era."
"We do?"
"Yes."
"Hey! My bottle's empty! Who drank up all my bottle?"
"You did?"
"Oh yes. I'm going to kill me for that."
"Just take another one. You're so drunk you might miss and kill Hurry instead."
"How about Pigwarts?"
"Pigwarts? Pigwarts. Pigwarts! It's similar enough to Hogwarts but not too similar. It sounds quite nice. And it's symbolic, too. Just like a pig is the offspring of a hog, our school will be the descendant of Hogwarts. Excellent idea, Ron. Run, I mean."
"What was that, June? Pigwarts? Yeah, I like it. Let's ask Hurry as well."
"Ask me what?"
"Pigwarts."
"Heh?"
"The name."
"Whose name?"
"The school's."
"Which school's?"
"The one we are founding."
"We are founding a school?"
"Yes, Hurry, we are."
"Okey, then. And Pigwarts sounds cool. Good job coming up with that name, Hurmy."
"It's June. And it was Run's idea."
"No, it wasn't. It was June's. She is the smart one."
"It was not my idea."
Another couple of minutes passed by as the Trio tried to figure out that if it wasn't Hurry's, Run's nor June's idea then what would that mean.
"Whose idea was it then?" asked June at last.
But Hurry and Run had given up on the hard job of thinking a while ago, and had instead chosen the much easier job of drinking.
Looking down at their log and reading through the last lines, she found the correct place and smiled at the name there.
"I guess there's more to you, Drucu Mulfuy."
Kirjuta yles - 'write it down' in Estonian (I'm really bad at Latin)
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