Reviews replies: 10th quad 3rd seat (R) : 1) probably. 2) Yeah, he's awesome for his unrestrained insults.
A/N: Sorry and thanks for the wait, next chapter is out! :D
Chapter 3
Byakuran leaned back in his desk, bored. McGonagall, being the "unfluffy, rotten marshmallow" she was, ordered him to sit up.
"Mr. Byakuran, sit up! I shall NOT have any uncouth behavior from you in this class!." She reprimanded him with a light smack on the head, ruining his ruined hair style.
Byakuran frowned slightly at his ruined^2 hair and yawned. "Evil marshmallow just hates me… Hey, I have an idea! "Byakuran mentally cheered at his ingenuity. To another, it seemed Byakuran smiled at the wall and said something to himself.
But what Byakuran was really doing, however, was something totally different. Fran sat in the back, doodling out random ruinations of the pictures of his squadmates. Squalo was a mutated hammer shark with long white trails following him. Levi was a porcupine that looked as if it had been burned and roasted. Somehow, it had kept the quills and they resembled his hair. Bel came next, looking like a certain person who just hit puberty and couldn't sing anymore. Finally, Xanxus came, looking like he had gotten a bad, bad suntan. His "scars" had formed words- I IS RAGE.
Byakuran snickered at seeing the drawings and whispered something in Fran's ear. Fran's stoic face twitched in surprise. What a surprise.
Earlier That Day
Fran plopped to the floor, landing unceremoniously on his behind. "What?" Fran blinked slowly. As he saw Byakuran, his eyes widened. "You're the one who summoned me? I can't have that. First, a pineapple, now, a white, plastic Christmas tree?"
Fran sighed, cursing fate for its cruel decision of his masters. Fran explained, "Anyone who wields the Mare ring and says, "Froggy" summons me to be their servant… master." Byakuran chuckled, ripping open a bag of marshmallows, "servant, huh? This could get even more fun."
Present
Byakuran raised his hand. McGonnagall looked up and peered at him harshly through here glasses. "What is it, Mr. Byakuran?"
"If I can Transfigure everyone's teacups into teapots in one spell, can I go?"
"Well, that is to say- em- that's impossible, Mr. Byakuran. Please stop making jokes."
"I'm serious."
"Fine, try it."
"You know what to do, Fran."
"Marshmallow Transfiguration!"
All the teacups in the room immediately 'poof' ed into teapots- made of marshmallows.
Byakuran smilled and strolled out, Fran sneaking behind him in an invisibility illusion.
Charms
Byakuran was bored once more. He decided to have fun with Fran one more time. He had Fran cast an illusion to make the teacher invisible and create a perfect replica. He walked through the aisles, inspecting everyone's work. At Hermione's desk, he whispered, "Miss Granger, you have a beaver in your hair…" Hermione, flustered, tried to remain calm and said, "Yes, professor…"
Potions
Fran was posing for Byakuran as he 'used the restroom' but lazy master probably was having a marshmallow smoothie. Sitting down, he read the book. As he scanned the endless lines of text, his eyes, settled over one thing. The Potion that magnifies one's emotions, it said. Fran lazily created it under guise of an illusion which made it look as if he were making the potion they were supposed to be making. Fran drank it when he finished. Suddenly, the room was filled with arcane light, as the emotions of fifteen years burst out, demolishing the room. To this day, no one knows what really happened, except for Fran.
