…STORY TWO
PRINCESS PUREBLOOD
"Once upon a time there was a pretty princess named Draco.
He loved to wear his puffy pink dress all the time.
He loved to jump and skip and play in it."
Draco's head snapped up.
He quickly glanced around the corridor to see where the mysterious voice had come from.
He looked just in time to see the bold words written in blood sink into the wall which they had been written on.
The insult hit him as 'pink' faded last.
"I hate you!" he screamed at the indifferent wall. "You die now, unknown writer!
"He he!" Crabbe and Goyle laughed, walking up from behind, "Draco, you got served! Nasty!"
Suddenly new words smeared themselves on the walls…
"He would always go out and play with his princess goons Cabbiekins and Goylie,
Who also had puffy dresses, but in orange and yellow."
"Hey!"
Unexpectedly, Harry appeared and wandered towards the Slytherins, snickering.
"What's wrong, princess?"
"HOW MUCH OF THAT DID YOU SEE, DAMMIT??"
"All of it, naturally."
Before Draco could make a comeback, the wall continued to tell its tale…
"…But one day the evil prince Snape kidnapped pretty princess Draco, whom he loved."
"WHAT? No I don't!!"
Everyone turned to see Snape raging down the halls, his robes billowing in obvious fury.
"How come Snape isn't a princess?!" Draco spat at the wall, "make him a princess too, or you die!"
The wall paused for a moment, then its unfamiliar voice and bloody words returned without heed.
"So he was going to force Princess Draco into marriage until…"
"The author got a grip on reality?" Snape hissed.
"The Ice cream man came?" Crabbe and Goyle guessed hopefully.
"I killed the fucking author?" Draco deduced with a fist.
"At least I'm not in this shit." Harry laughed, strutting away.
"The good knight Harry Potter came in on his white stallion." The wall drawled.
"Aw crap." Harry muttered, turning back hesitantly to watch the wall's next entry.
"Harry came and saved Princess Draco, and once they arrived home…"
The wall paused with a cinematic effect, seemingly pleased with itself.
"They had lots of creepy fan-girl sex!!!"
Crabbe and Goyle cocked their heads quizzically. "Huh….?"
Draco and Harry wrenched backwards screeching,
"ack…! WTFWTFWTFWTFWTF YOU DIE NOW!!!"
Snape watched the boys madly claw at the unaffected wall and said to himself,
"Umm….at least its not me?"
The wall seemed to beam with pride (if walls can really do that) as Draco and Harry pathetically pawed at. It finally sighed gleefully,
"The End"
Silence didn't suit the situation so Crabbe and Goyle whimpered,
"We so didn't understand that. We were barely in it…and no food…"
"THAT FSCKING AUTH…hey…" Draco turned to Harry perplexed, "Where's Dumbledore?"
Harry crossed his arms and pouted, "I don't fucking know!"
Suddenly the wall spouted red words again, soon narrated by a more recognizable voice.
"My, my boys, now who did you think was writing this?"
Abruptly the whole school awoke at the piercing sound of death cries of five person's misfortune,
"YOU DIE, BASTARD!!!"
As well as the sound of every wall squealing in delight!
…STORY TWO END