Disclaimer: Don't own HARRY POTTER, KUROSHITSUJI, or the re-named CIEL, SENNEN TWINS AND THE SORCERER'S STONE. This is a collaboration between the re-named Dark Angel of Life and myself, Paxloria. I only own the Lillian and Zilian OC's. I hope you like it.
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Chapter 11
A Little REVENGE
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(Zilian's P.O.V.)
(The Previous Night)
Enough was enough. This had been going on long enough. I just don't understand why nothing is being done.
Shinigami and demons (especially the demons) were strong, clever, and ruthless. No human should ever belittle them and get away with it.
But look at this lot. They're pathetic.
I at least expected something from the infamous Ciel Phantomhive. He was famous for crushing anyone that crossed him. Sebastian was also well known for his sly punishments and manipulations.
This is so disappointing.
It's as if they're as weak as humans, and pathetic humans at that.
If they want to be bullied and let the one responsible get away with it that's their choice, but my Lillian is also being troubled, just because she's friends with them.
The teacher's are useless at putting a stop to what's going on and her so called friends aren't doing anything either.
Well then, I guess I better take matters into my own hands.
Now let's see…
Murder or maiming would cause too much trouble, so something temporary that would leave a lasting impression would be best. Something like a curse.
Oh! I know the perfect thing.
Hmm…
This will require a little preparation and if I don't want to get caught the timing will need to be perfect.
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(The Next Day, Afternoon Potion Class)
That Ronald Weasley and his friends, Seamus Finnegan and Dean Thomas, were trying to stay out of Snape's way. It was no secret that he favored his own house over the other's, especially Gryffindor.
However, they happened to be seated right behind Lillian, Grell, Ciel, Sebastian, and Harry (Alex should have been there to but he'd changed his mind and chose to go back to the infirmary and stay with Alexis). It was just too big of a temptation for them to resist.
One thing led to another and half an hour later the five Slytherins ended up with various slimy and disgusting substances stuck to the back of their robes. Ciel was the first to notice and when he did he quickly alerted the others. A heated argument broke out and Seamus accidentally knocked over the spare cauldron. It landed on Grell's foot, making the pathetic Shinigami screech.
Seamus only grinned, his dark eyes filled with enjoyment. "Oops!" he said, "sorry."
It was pretty obvious though that the dark haired boy didn't mean it. Even his light dusting of freckles seemed to radiate a desire to have grins of their own.
Grell's yell, though had attracted Professor Snape's attention.
"20 points from Slytherin for wasting supplies! 50 points each from Gryffindore for disrupting class and causing a disturbance. Go to Filch and offer your services for the next 2 hours."
The three had no choice but to leave and the five Slytherin's took great pleasure from the looks of dread on their faces.
Snape glared to make sure the boy's hurried along and then turned to Lillian.
"Take Mr. Suitcliff to the infirmary and have Madam Pomphry take a look at his foot."
No sooner had he finished saying those words, than a loud BOOOOMMM and the sounds of screams came.
Professor Snape hurried to the door, flung it open, but stopped short and stared down the hall instead of going out.
He then seemed to have a sudden fit of muffled coughing.
Once he had himself under control shouted, "You three get back in here. I need to examine you."
When he turned back toward the class, the students could see that the usually grim teacher's eye's were shinning and his face was a bit red with suppressed laughter.
The class stared at the open doorway, wondering what could have caused such a change in the fearsome teacher.
A moment later they had their answer.
The entire class erupted in laughter when Ronald, Seamus, and Thomas walked in.
Ronald Weasley was now colored liked a tomato. His fiery-orange hair and fair white skin were now red, the freckles on his face, the nails on his hands, and the whites of his eyes were now bright green.
His friends were no better off.
Seamus Finnegan was a short boy and before he'd left the class room, he'd had pale skin, short black hair, black eyes, and a dusting of light tan freckles across nose.
Now though, his skin was black, his freckles were white, his hair was white, the nail's on his hands were white, what had been the whites of his eyes were now black, and his pupils were white. With his new coloring, the boy now resembled a domino.
Dean Thomas had originally been much like Seamus in that he'd had dark eyes, hair, and fair skin. The only real difference between them had been that Dean was a few inches taller, his hair a bit longer, and he didn't have freckles like his friends had.
Now though he was colored in bright pink and sky blue.
His skin was pink, his hair was blue, his nail's were blue, what had been the whites of his eyes was now blue, and the pupils of his eyes was now pink. But the most humiliating thing of all was the little blue hearts that now decorated his cheeks (possibly because he hadn't had freckles).
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Snape had them stand in front of the class while he looked them over, trying to examine the curse.
Ignored the rest of the class.
The boy's, mean while, had never felt so humiliated and wished that they could just disappear. Standing in front of a class that was joking and laughing at them made this the worst moment of their life.
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After what felt like hours, but was probably only minutes, later Snape gave up on trying to study the cures and asked what had happened.
Unfortunately the boy's didn't really know.
They'd just left the classroom and had only taken a few steppes when everything had turned dark.
"I'm telling you," said Dean, "it was so black you couldn't see your hand in front of your face."
There'd been a sudden boom of noise and when they'd gasped, startled, they'd each inhaled some type of dust. They'd each felt their body tingle and then burn. After they had screamed in pain and fear, the darkness vanished as suddenly as it had come and so had the pain. That's when Snape had found them.
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(Zilian's P.O.V.)
(A Few Days Later)
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I rested on of the open windows of the Great Hall and watched the students gather for lunch.
I didn't come to socialize and I didn't care for all the noise the chattering riffraff made. After all they were, with one exception, nothing to me.
No, I'm more of a people watcher. I like to see how lower life forms interacted with each other and lived their lives. At the moment I was interested in three of those lives in particular.
Their entrance was announced by giggles, jokes, and general laughter as they entered the hall.
Red and green, Black and white, pink and blue.
Those three bullies didn't look so full of themselves now. I guess they didn't like being on the receiving end of the teasing. The fact that they came here at all must have meant that they'd realized the futility of trying to hide. The whole school already knew what had happened to them. It was too good a story to keep quiet about.
The beauty of a revenge like this, aside from the fun and not getting caught, was that it would be remembered for generations to come. Maybe even become a legend among curses and jokes.
Because of no one being physically harmed, no teacher's or other adults would take it seriously.
On the other hand, the witnesses that saw it and the people that heard about it would tell others, who would in turn tell even more people, and so on. Ronald, Seamus, and Dean would not merely be enduring a month of humiliation and maybe a year of teasing. Everyone was going to remember this for years to come. This experience was going to haunt them for the rest of their lives.
When school was over and they went out to make a place for themselves in the world, their peers would remember how they once looked or someone would tell them. Any enemies they made would now have a life-times supply of ammunition with which to torment any of the three boys.
It was possible that this experience would make them see the error of their ways and become better people. That would be nice.
But of course that wouldn't change anything.
What was done was done, and I for one intend to sit here and enjoy the show.
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~ Paxloria
10/5/2012