Chapter 32 (Written whilst annoyed at the girls in my drama group for not turning up until an hour after we agreed to)
Sarah stretched and yawned.
"Good morning Harry, Hermione. Where's Ron?" She asked, sitting down to eat breakfast.
"I don't know" Hermione said.
Sarah looked at them inquisitively.
'Why are they sitting so close together…?' She wondered, raising her eyebrows.
"What's wrong Sarah?" Harry asked
'I bet if I look under the table they'll be holding hands' She thought excitedly, not hearing Harry. Sarah smiled.
"Have you guys told Ron?"
"Told him what?" Harry asked
"Yeah, told me what?" Ron asked, sitting between Harry and Hermione, who both frowned.
"Nothing" Sarah said.
"So Sarah, what did your parents say yesterday?" Hermione asked
"What do you mean?" Sarah replied "How'd you know my parents were here?"
"They came into the Great Hall yelling about you, so Dumbledore skipped over and took them away." Ron said
"Plus, there was the howler" Hermione said
"Oh. It was nothing." Sarah said softly
"They weren't mad? Man, my parents would have killed me if that was me…" Ron said. He continued in this way, as Sarah sat silently eating her breakfast slowly.
"MORNING SARAH!" Sarah looked around and saw Jareth, waving frantically. She rolled her eyes.
"Good morning Professor Sidhe." She said, doing a little wave.
"How's the rash?" he cried
Sarah was horrified
"What rash?" Ron asked
"Sarah, if you've got a rash you should probably go see that new nurse…" Harry said
"Mistress Finvarra" Hermione continued
"I don't have a rash!" Sarah yelled.
"Then what…" said George
"…was he talking about?" finished Fred
The twins (who were sitting either side of Sarah) slowly edged away from her.
"Ooh, I'm going to get you good Jareth, just you wait." Sarah said, conjuring a crystal. Spinning it in her hand a couple of times as she thought, she smiled evilly, and then blew it softly towards Jareth. The crystal flew high into the air, unnoticed by all but those sitting near Sarah, to land softly on top of Jareth's head.
It slowly melted, into his hair, and through his skin.
Suddenly, he stood up, walked to the centre of the dais that held the teachers table and said, rather loudly
"Hello! My name is Jareth, but you can call me JJ. I've struggled for a long time to come to terms with the fact that, well, I'm an alcoholic."
Sarah burst out laughing.
Jareth, released from the spell, scowled at her.
"Well then, Sarah, let's see how you deal with this slice!" he pulled out a crystal and threw it at Sarah, who ducked
It landed in the central walkway of the Great Hall, and smashed, releasing a glittery vapour which flew into the air and softly fell on everyone in the Great Hall.
"Hizzle crizzle, whizzle hizzled?" Sarah said, which translated loosely, means 'Holy crap, what happened?'
"Profizzle Sizzle, whizzle hizzle yizzle dizzle?" McGonagall said (AN: from now on, all translations will be in brackets, k?) (Professor Sidhe, what have you done?)
"Gizzle gizzle gizzle" Dumbledore giggled.
"Whizzle abizzle our clizzes?" Hermione cried, "Wizzle wizzle understizzle a thizzle!" (What about our classes? We won't understand a thing!)
"Gizzle thizzle nizzle clizzes todizzle!" Dumbledore said happily (Guess there's no classes today!)
"Bizzle, Profizzle Dumbledizzle!" (I think you know what that one means, right?) Said Professor McGonagall
"Tizzle hizzle, Profizzle Dumbledizzledizzle!" (Tee hee, Professor Dumbledizzle(yes, he was laughing at the dumbledizzleness of his name))
"Yizzle!" The rest of the school cried.(YAY!)
Half of the students ran back up to their beds and fell asleep again, including Ron, Ginny and the twins.
Harry and Hermione, once most of the students had left, walked slowly up to their dorm together and, after putting a few more layers of clothing on, went outside, where a heavy layer of snow had fallen.
Sarah decided to go and torment Jareth a little more.
"Hizzle JJizzle!" (hey JJ) She said, throwing open the door to the Dark Arts room. "Hizzle nizzle hizzle!" (He's not here!) she said sadly. "Mizzle…" (maybe…) she walked up the stairs to his bed and, sure enough, found him sleeping, Numair curled up by his side.
"Oh Nizzle, I dizzle knizzle whizzle you sizzle in hizzle" (Oh Numy, I don't know what you see in him)
Sadly, when Sarah said this, it caused Jareth to stir
"Dizzle" (damn) she said.
"Go away Sarah" He said.
"Hizzle, wizzle a mizzle! Whizzle arzzle Yizzle nizzle tizzling lizzle thizzle?" she asked (Hey, wait a minute! Why are you not talking like this?)
"Well, I didn't get hit by the spell. Duh." He said, sitting up and getting out of bed. He was still fully clothed
Sarah rolled her eyes at him
"Wizzle, arzzle Yizzle gizzle Tizzle izzle ozzle?" (Well, are you going to take it off?)
"Well, I suppose I could take my clothes off if you want me to Sarah, though it's highly unorthodox"
"NIZZLE NIZZLE NIZZLE!" Sarah screamed, shielding her eyes with her hand (NO NO NO!)
"Izzle mizzled the spizzle" (I meant the spell) Dizzle" (dufus.)
"Oh" Jareth said. "I guess, maybe later. It is pretty annoying."
"Cizzle Yizzle at lizzle tizzle mizzle ozzle?" (Can't you at least take mine off?)
"Oh alright then." Jareth said, throwing a crystal at her
"That's much better." Sarah said, relieved
"Can I leave everyone else's on? Please? It's so funny!"
"Oh alright then" Sarah said, rolling her eyes.
"Let's go play in the snow!" Jareth yelled happily, grabbing Sarah's arm and pulling her down the stairs, through the hallways and out the door into the cold.
"It's freezing out here!" Sarah yelled. She was still only dressed in her uniform
"Oh right, the whole 'humans feel the cold' thing." Jareth said, throwing another crystal at her.
It transformed Sarah's robes into a pair of jeans, a woollen jumper, snow boots, a beanie, waterproof gloves, and a large waterproof overcoat.
"Better?" he asked
"Much" she said, doing up the zip and sticking her hands in her pockets. "You don't feel the cold?" She asked
"Not really" He replied, changing his clothes to ones similar to hers. "It's just slightly colder for me at the moment. I would only really feel cold if you, say, dumped me in a bucket of water and left me outside in Antarctica."
"Then why'd you change your clothes?"
"So I don't look like a freak, duh!" He said
Sarah rolled her eyes, then, when she spotted a particularly large pile of snow, began to walk over to it, trying to hide the smirk on her face from Jareth.
"Sarah, wait up!" he called, running after her. "Man you walk quickly" He said as he caught up
"Really?" she replied
And then she pushed him over.
Jareth fell through the pile, leaving a hole that was similar shape to him on the surface.
Sarah almost fell over she was laughing so hard
"You got Snowed!" She cried, rolling on the ground clutching her stomach.
Suddenly, a small white ball flew past her head
"Did you just throw a snowball at me?" she asked, her laughter gone
"Maybe" came Jareth's voice from the bottom of the hole.
"You'll pay for that." Sarah said, taking her wand and levitating a large pile of snow over to Jareth's hole, then dropping it in on top of him.
A muffled "OUCH!" come from the snow. Sarah ran over and sat on top of the pile.
"Hizzle Sizzle. Izzle thizzled JJizzle wizzle ozzle hizzle?" (Hello Sarah. I thought JJ was over here?) Said Ron.
Who fell over backwards when a particularly large snowball flew from the pile and hit him in the face.
"Now now JJ, that was mean!" Sarah said, laughing despite her words.
"You'll be next" Jareth said, as he emerged from behind Sarah and tackled, causing them both to tumble from the top of the pile.
"Let's make snow angels!" Jareth cried, sticking out his arms and legs and throwing them around. "Quick Sarah, help me up so I don't break it!" Sarah stood and held out her hand to him, pulling Jareth to his feet
"How's that?" he said, standing back and looking at his handy-work.
"It's kind of…" Sarah said slowly, not wanting to hurt his feelings.
"Thizzle wizzle horribizzle angizzle!" Ron cried "hizzle mizzle izzle?" (That's one horrible angel! who made it?)
The only reply he received was another snow ball to the face, and another fall backwards into a large pile of snow.
This caused Sarah to laugh even harder.
"Oh Sarah!" Jareth called in a sing song voice. He now stood over her, a large snow ball in one hand. Sarah squealed, jumped up and ran away, pursued by both Jareth and Ron (who was particularly annoyed about his now frozen face)
Sarah stopped suddenly when she came upon a sight she hadn't been prepared to see…
A TUESDAY AUTHOR'S NOTE
Hello! It's Tuesdizzle!
And on Fridizzle, it's the holidizzles! Which means I am going to the beach, and taking my computer, so I can do many more chapters for yizzles!
YIZZLE!
Man, so many 'spelling mistakes' in this chapter
Not really enough time for me to be funny now
From
Your queen, who is quite pressed for time
QotN
PSdizzle!!!!
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