Meyyu: Damn, it's been awhile since I've written. HI GUYS~ I'm not dead :D Yay! Sorry for not updating. I know I should have some excuse like ' I have a life guys ' ( and I do. In some games I have 3 yo ) but too be honest, I had a lot of opportunities to write. I just didn't have the motivation. And if I don't have that, then this fanfic would be pure crap so ya. But thank the Lord for tumblr 'cause it gave me an idea for a short little filler chapter to give you something before I update again~ Another little sub-note: I've been cringing for months over my crappy 12-year-old/13-year-old writing skills so I'm probably going to edit all of my fanfics as time progresses. I'm probably going to focus on this fanfic the most though since I've been developing this story in my mind since I started listening to the Vocaloids. Anyway, ON TO THE FILLER~
( I've been playing the Lego Harry Potter game for like 3 hours too give me ideas c: No regrets whatsoever. )
( Set in 3rd year once again )
It Was Like a Pie in the Face
Harry heard them before he saw them. Everybody could always hear when The Twins and Riley Moore enter any room, since screams and laughter seemed to follow them like the plague.
This time, there was people applauding them for their latest trick- a explosion in the South Corridor that lead towards Universal Language, a class taught by a particular nasty teacher that constantly shot abuse towards his students. The Twins and the red-headed girl caught word of how he made a student go into an anxiety attack, and decided to take the problem into their own hands. Now, the class was canceled for a month, mercifully gifting students who took that class a free period for a while.
" We're like the Avengers, except with less booze. " She had explained to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. After Ron voiced his confusion, she brought out a stack of comic books featuring superheroes such as ' Iron Man ' and ' Thor. ' Needless to say, Ron had fallen in love with the series completely. " If they ever make a film of the Avengers, I'll take you to it- my treat. "
" I'm going to hold you to that promise. " Ron said, dead-serious. Riley laughed, and held up her last three fingers while making an okay sign with her pointer finger and thumb.
" Girl Scout honor. "
Double-potions was a disaster. Snape had the Gryffindor and Slytherin make a shrinking potion which led to Snape forcing Neville to feed his potentially poisonous concoction to Trevor the Toad. It was only thanks to Hermione's brilliance that Trevor escaped unscathed.
Now, they were headed to Professor Lupin's Defense Against The Dark Arts class. The Gryfindor class trudged into the class- that was empty of said teacher- and set their things down while simultaneously retrieving their books from their bags. By the time that Professor Lupin graced them all with his presence, they were all chatting comfortably. Lupin smiled at the whole class as he placed his briefcase on the teacher's desk. Though he still looked as shabby as Harry remembered on the train, he seemed a bit more healthy.
" Good afternoon! " He greeted cheerily. " Oh, you don't need your books out for this lesson. We're going to be doing a pratical. Wands are the only tools required. " Excited looks were exchanged as the class did what they were told. " Good. Now if you will all follow me. "
The class all stood up, and followed the teacher out of the room and down a few halls until they were in front of the door to the staffroom. Lupin opened the door, and ushered the kids inside the empty room. He led to class over to the end of a room, where an weared down wardrobe stood. The whole class jumped back as the wardrobe rattled. Lupin wasn't fazed at all- he chuckled at the class' reaction.
" Don't worry, " Lupin said with a smile. " It's nothing harmful. Now class, inside this wardrobe is a creature called a Boggart. These creatures like dark, small places. This one made this wardrobe its new home yesterday, and I knew this was a good time for a practical lesson. So, who can tell me exactly what a Boggart is. "
Hermione- of course- was the first to raise her hand.
" Boggart's are shape-shifters, " she explained. " It will take form of whatever scares you the most. " Lupin beamed at his student.
" Good, good. So, we're going to have a go at it, shall we? Now, you need something to defeat a Boggart. That is...laughter! You need to make it become something you find amusing. The charm to force it into that form is riddikulus. All together now..."
After practicing the spell a few times without their wands, Lupin decided to bring Neville up.
" Now, Neville, what do you think scares you the most? " Lupin questioned. Neville mumbled something incoherent. " Sorry what was that? "
Neville looked desperately at Lupin, before whispering out " Professor Snape. "
A large portion of the class chuckled while Neville smiled out of embarrassment. Lupin nodded in thought. He dipped down and whispered something into Neville's ear- who looked at the Professor as if he was mad. But after a moment, Neville weakly nodded. Lupin went over to the wardrobe and set a hand on the door knob.
" I will call up the next person after Neville, so all of you back up please. Think of what scares you the most while you wait. " And with that, Lupin flung open the doors of the wardrobe. Snape stepped out of the closet, as formidable as always. Neville quivered at first, but finally stood his ground.
" R-Riddikulus! " He stuttered. A sound that resembled a whip lashed out. There, in all of the glory of a 80 year old witch, stood Snape wearing a hat, a lace dress, and a crimson purse. Ar roar of laughter echoed throughout the staffroom.
" Parvati! You're up! " Lupin ordered. The Boggart turned to her, and with another crack, bloodstained mummy was glaring down at Parvati.
" Riddikulus! " She shouted, face set. The bandages around the mummy's feet unraveled, and the mummy tripped over it.
" Seamus! " Lupin called.
A banshee took the mummy's place, screaming of bloody murder.
" Riddikulus! " Seamus shouted. The scream was cut off as she clawed at her throat, willing it to make a sound. None came out.
The process kept going on and on. Ghosts, ghouls, demons, rats, and such made multiple appearances. With every new fear, another amusement was made to counter it. There was constantly a dull roar of laughter and chatter among the room.
" Riley! " Lupin shouted out, motioning for her to come forward. Throughout this whole lesson, she was the only one not amused. Her face was set in a determined front, and the color in her face was sucked out. Her lips kept moving, silently as she chanted something to herself. She was doing that the entire time. Harry- who had been standing next to her- knew that she was chanting- Not Len. Not Len. Not Len.
She set her feet down on the ground with a soft click, and took a defensive position with her wand held out in front of her. The Boggart looked at her before another crack sounded. The thing was switching between so many things that it was hard to make out just one fear.
Chains. A shallow pool of water. A wet chair. Five people with oddly colored hair with sweet smiles that spoke of sugar and niceness and evil red eyes that whispered murder. A girl with aquamarine hair that pooled around her ankles that was chained up to her eyes, her eyes completely empty of emotion except for desperation. These were some of the things that made an appearance throughout the Boggart's transformations. It kept going on, with Riley frozen in place, as was everybody else. The cheerful atmosphere was replaced with terror and tension- which wasn't very surprising seeing as Riley's fears occasionally showed a gruesome scene. Even Lupin was glued in place.
Finally, the image stopped to one image. A boy with blonde hair and cerulean eyes was clutching the wrist of the same blue-haired girl from earlier. His eyes showed desperation and his face was twisted in sadness. The girl was struggling against the boy, trying to get away in vain.
" IT HURTS! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! " She screamed, her voice starting to grow horse. Her eyes were wide and wild as tears started to pool themselves in her eyes, refusing to drip down her face. Behind the pair of people were dozens of people with weird hair colors surrounding them. And behind them were the same people with a few added people, chained up with blood running down their eyes and mouths. They were all staring at the scene before them with empty, cold eyes. At the right of the center, hung the blonde haired boy along with a girl who resembled him. At the left of the center was a boy who resembled the screaming girl, along with a boy who had silver-hair and red eyes. And in the dead center was the screaming girl- except she wasn't the girl. The right half of her was her, and morphed at the left side, was Riley herself. Complete opposites, meshed together into one tortured soul.
" Riddikulus. " Riley whispered, staring at horror at the scene before her. Nothing happened. The screams continued. Riley clenched her teeth together, before taking a big breath. " Oh for Christ's sake, shut up. " She demanded, annoyance written all over her face. " Riddikulus you fuckers. "
A crack sounded, and there stood the blonde haired boy and the silver-haired one, each wearing the uniform that was clearly made for girls. The blonde was wearing a black pleated skirt with blue trimmings, a grey sleeveless collared shirt with a blue tie, black detached sleeves with blue trimmings, thigh-long black boots with blue trimmings, and black and pink headphones. The silver haired boy was wearing a white dress shirt with a black vest over it, and a black and red plaid mini-skirt with chains on it. On her feet were a pair of black Mary Janes. Harry recognized the outfit as something Riley wore once. Both boys were also covered from head-to-toe in glitter.
And as an added bonus, another crack sounded and a pair of pies soared through the air, and landed on the boy's faces perfectly.
Though the atmosphere was still a little uneasy, many people roared with laughter at the development. Lupin clapped his hands together, trying to gain control of the room.
" Alright. That's all for today. If you will, please read the chapter in your textbooks about Boggarts, and summarize it- to be turned in by next class. Class dismissed. " He announced. Everybody picked up their belongings and started to stream out of the classroom, chatting. " Riley, if you would stay back for a minute..." Riley nodded and shuffled over to the shabby man, not once looking at her three friends who reluctantly left the classroom without her.
Meyyu: I don't know man. This fic is weird, but I'm kind of in love with it so? I don't know. Oh well. This'll probably be edited later when I can bring myself to do it. Also, if you haven't noticed, Riley curses regularly since I want her to be the complete opposite of Miku so if that bothers you, I'm sorry :(. Thanks a bunch for reading c: Peace out.
