The Example

"Vox Effingo Severus Snape"

The whispered incantation went unnoticed by the couple who were totally wrapped up in each other. Harry slipped under his invisibility cloak and stepped around the corner. He watched his two best friends for a moment; shaking his head in exasperation. He hoped they would learn the lesson he was about to teach and that they could take a joke.

"Weasley! Granger! Separate immediately. 10 points from Gryffindor each for this disgusting public display of affection. "

Professor Snape's deep voice, liberally laced with venom seem to come out of nowhere. Ron and Hermoine jumped apart at the first word and started stammering apologies, flushing with embarrassement. Trailing off in confusion they looked around at the empty hallway. Harry pulled off the cloak, revealing himself and burst out laughing at the expressions on his friends' faces. They all jumped in shock at the sound of Snape's normally dark tones raised in laughter.

Harry quickly pointed his wand at his throat and said, "Finite Incantatem."

Smiling sheepishly, he said in his normal voice, "Oops, I forgot to take off the spell."

"Bloody hell, Harry. You almost gave me a heart attack! I thought you were Snape," complained Ron .

He was leaning against the wall, clutching his chest. Harry shook his head at his melodramatic friend. Hermoine smacked him hard on the arm, gaining his attention.

"Ow!"

"Oh, hush! Why did you scare us like that, Harry?"

He looked at his friends, deliberating exactly how to tell them that all of Gryffindor was tired of witnessing what should be their private moments. Sighing, he decided to be blunt.

"Look, guys, everybody is thrilled that you two have finally figured out you like each other and stopped fighting, but we don't really want to SEE it, you know? I mean, we're happy for you, but... well..."

Harry trailed off, hoping his extremely intelligent friend would come to the correct conclusion and spare him from having to be more specific. Sure enough, Hermoine spoke up.

"But... we've been overdoing it a bit. Is that it?"

Harry nodded, relieved.

"Yeah, just in public, you know, you're a little too affectionate. Sickeningly sweet, actually."

That last bit was said in good humor with a teasing punch aimed at Ron. The couple in question, grinned at their friend and agreed to keep things more low-key in public. As they headed back to their common room, Hermoine pestered Harry about the spell he'd used. Where he'd learned it. Will it copy anybody's voice? Ron and Harry shared an eye roll and a grin.

Things are back to normal, Harry thought happily, as he satisfied his friend's curiosity.

I know it's short and sweet, but that's kind of the reason I turned this into a challenge. I don't really want to write the stories - I just like making up the spells!