CHAPTER 2 - The Veil & Vampires
Manson had somehow managed to transfigure a set of maid's clothes for herself. Something Mouse never understood how she did seeing as
1. She didn't have a wand.
2. She was a complete muggle.
But she did it none the less, and was on her way to the Ministry before Mouse had even made it into the Potions room.
Yes I know, there aren't many maids, just house elves in this world. That's the genius of the plan!
Manson marched into the Ministry, stopping only for a moment to declare that she was there to wash the curtains, and marched straight to The Veil. No one bothered to stop her, they were all blinking much too hard trying to figure out just what it was that she was wearing, so of course they didn't know that she'd already managed to somehow yank The Veil down and stuff it into a washing machine that just appeared out of nowhere.
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Neville raised his hand slowly, "I think my hot…my potion is done…uh, Professor."
Mouse's head didn't raise. "Shhh, I'm stitching." she mumbled, grinning down at her work as she put the finishing touches on a the newest addition to the hem of Snape's robes: A happy little cartoon anaconda preparing to eat a terrified Gryfindoor.
Moments later, more students said they had also finished their "potions"… which was all well and good, but Mouse kept losing her count of stitches and finally stood, twitching rather rapidly.
"Alright, then class…Drink the Potion you have just prepared." She paced back and forth in front of the bewildered class.
Hermione, being the suck up that she is, obeyed the new Professor Snape without a word and the others slowly followed her example.
Mouse now watched with glee the chaos of what happens when hot chocolate that was prepared in unwashed caldrons from previous lessons is drunk at slightly below boiling point. One by one, the students found themselves as chocolate frogs, bounding around the room in horror - well, all except Harry, who was finally noticing how long Snape's hair had suddenly gotten and wondering when he'd gotten a fringe.
Mouse smirked fittingly enough for the real Snape.
"Ahh look, Lunch."
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The washer had stopped and The Veil was now stuffed into the dryer. Manson was anxiously awaiting the ding that would tell her that the spinning - ness was completed. Until then, she sat with rapt attention, watching through the glass door as the spinner went around and around.. And around….
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Mouse picked the Frogified-Harry up and held him over a mouth stretched much too wide for any normal human face. Suddenly the realization hit her that they would, in fact, change back into human teenagers at some point and that the experience of having a belly full of sixteen year old was not something she wanted, so she promptly dropped a still-thinking Harry back to where he'd been.
Of course, now that she couldn't eat the students or teach them anything, staying in the potions classroom was utterly boring. Time to find the chocolate-obsessed werewolf and pay him a visit.
Of course, it was completely natural for "Professor Snape" to be storming down the hall so no one paid Mouse much attention except to clear a way for her. It was about this time that she was beginning to wonder just how stupid these great witches and wizards were if they couldn't tell that Snape had managed to grow lots more hair and gotten a nose job as well as grown a rather large set of breasts.
But even Remus didn't notice and greeted her as any other time as she marched to the front of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
It seemed they were learning about vampires? Mouse blinked in near confusion before gracing the started DADA Professor with a arrogant smile.
"I simply came to ask a question." Mouse turned to the quiet class and then back to Lupin. "How would you deal with a vampire like this, wolfboy?" She snapped her fingers and a yawning, white haired, seeming Billy Idol wanna-be stood in front of a disturbed Remus.
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Slightly dizzy, but still ecstatic, Manson yanked open the dryer door and began pulling out pieces of The Veil (we're still not sure how she did that ) until finally, with a squeal of victory, she pulled a very disgruntled - and rather fluffy - Sirius Black from the metal contraption.
Naturally he protested loudly at being dragged about by the collar of his jacket, so Manson spun around quickly and flicked him on the nose.
"BAD DOG, BAD. You're alive and clean - stop complaining!"
Sirius blinked and then contented himself to being drug back to Hogwarts by the obviously insane girl in front of him.