A/N: So big midterm paper is over and done with, math midterm is done, which means... you get a chapter! Da-da-da-dah!
I don't own Harry Potter, Enjoy!
Death to Alarm Clocks
Summer 1990
Second Year
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Silence.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Silence.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
SMACK
Jo's hand hit the alarm clock's snooze button, silence reigned again; then: Beep. Beep. Beep. Jo rolled over and whacked it again. Beep. Beep. Beep. Jo pushed herself out of bed and unplugged the clock from the wall. She stared at it for a minute, daring it to go off, before falling back onto her bed.
Just as she was drifting off to sleep again: Beep. Beep. Beep. Jo leaned over and yanked the plug out of the clock, but off it went again, unfazed. Beep. Beep. Beep. She stood up, grabbed the clock and tossed it into the next room.
Jo shut the door and went back to bed. 5 minutes later she heard the clock beeping again so she stood up, grabbed the closest thing to her, a screwdriver, and stalked into the kitchen. She turned the clock over and tried to pull the batteries out with her fingers.
When she couldn't get the batteries out by hand, she forced them out with the screwdriver; being angry and still groggy she may have stabbed the clock a few times more than was strictly necessary. But the deed was done and she went back to bed. She woke up the next morning and went into the kitchen to find her alarm clock horribly brutalized on the kitchen counter, its batteries and pieces all over the floor and her mother standing beside them with an eyebrow raised over her cup of coffee.
"Oops."