RI: Okay, I really made a mistake about saying I would make one of these everyday. That was a really bad idea.

Kaylin: No shit Sherlock.

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT, I repeat NOT, own the Harry Potter series. If I did, Ginny wouldn't obsessed with a boy almost two years her senior, Draco and Harry would be a couple (their fighting is like foreplay), Hermione would be descendant from Romany (Gypsy), Ron would still be ginger, but not such a bint. I mean, can't he understand that Harry hates the fame? Voldemort would look like the guy who played him in "A Very Potter Musical", and Lucius Malfoy would be tied to my head board with a dildo shoved up his ass (I like to have a bit of fun).

RI: bite me. So with out anything further, let me introduce the next chapter of "Things I'm not allowed to do at Hogwarts"!

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139. The next time that I see Rita Skeeter, I am not to threaten her with a can of Raid.

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"Hawwy, hide me. There's a scawy beetle flying around!" Kaylin yelled, running for the black haired boy sitting in the Great Hall.

Looking up just as she dive bombed him; Harry grabbed her by the waist and swung her around to his left side. "Do it again! That was fun!" Kaylin giggled, eyeing the little green beetle cautiously.

Giggling in an innocently evil way, Kaylin began piling eggs, bacon, and biscuits with raspberries onto her plate. "Hermy, what is today's first class? I dun wanna be late again." She said between bites, and gulps of pumpkin juice.

"And Malfoy or Snape doesn't have it because…?" Hermione asked, staring at her square in the eye.

Laughing like "Loony" Lovegood, "Cause they both saw me try and dive bomb Harry and decided that I would get my syllabus here!" she cheered, garnering a few weird looks mostly from her own house, and blushed at Luna's praise.

XxX 4th floor Hallway, lunch time xXxX

"Harry Potter, the exact person I've been looking for!" an annoyingly high voice called, an acid green pen hovering above her right shoulder.

Sighing for what seemed like the twentieth time that day he turned to her. "What do you want Skeeter? I happen to be very busy." He said, silently letting a miniature fox fall to the floor gently, so it could run behind Skeeter.

"I would love an interview with the most eligible bachelor, in the Wizarding World." She simpered, a roll of parchment unfurling and awaiting her signal to begin.

Sighing a little louder than necessary, he looked down and smirked. "Sure Rita. I would love an interview." He said, smirking eerily like Lucius Malfoy.

"Wonderful, let's use this room. It's quaint." She said, pushing the door to a broom closet open.

Sighing again, He sat on an upturned bucket, waiting for her to begin. "What do you want to know now?" he asked, hiding the miniature fox behind his legs.

"Let me test this first. Rita Skeeter; 24, beautiful blonde with blue eyes to interview Harry Potter "The-Boy-Who-Lived." She stated watching as the pen wrote just as she said. "Alright; let's begin." She said seconds later, turning on Harry quite abruptly.

"Who was that sweet little girl that nearly knocked you out of your seat this morning?" she asked, not bothering to look at the pen anymore.

Looking down, as if he was embarrassed, he thought of the answer. "She is one of my best friends. We met on the train 1st year, and we've hung out ever since. She usually tries to jump on me in the morning before Draco Malfoy can catch her." He said, looking at the parchment that said, "Harry Potter, 14, talks of his love for one Miss Kaylin Arrowin, 14, who seems to be reminiscent of the late Lily Evans." "What the- I do not like her! That would be like dating my own sister! And she does not look like my mother. If you had bothered to notice, her hair is a brighter shade of red, and her eyes are almost dark emerald in color. Kaylin NOW!" he yelled, stepping back as Kaylin began to shift in her human form.

"Hiya miss bitch. Wanna see something fun?" she asked, tilting her head to the side and holding something behind her back.

Smiling, or at least trying to, Rita replied, "Of course I would love to see what you have."

Just as Kaylins' smirk turned evil, Harry had cast the bubble head charm on the both of them, and she pulled a can of raid from behind her back and sprayed Rita Skeeter square in the face.

"That was for making Hawwy mad! And for comparing me to Lily Evans; she was a beautiful woman. I am only cute compared to her. Come Hawwy, let's go get lunch. Oh and Miss Skeeter? I expect that this little article will not be published?" she said, closing the door a little bit so the room could air out, "Oh, I almost forgot. Next time you try to write something bad about Hawwy, I will spray you again, and longer."

XxX The next morning, Slytherin common Room xXxX

Waking up as usual, Kaylin rolled off her bed and stumbled into the door of the girls' washroom. Or at least that's what she thought it was.

"Kaylin; what are you doing in the boys' dorm?" Draco asked, covering himself as quickly as he could.

Looking up, though everything was bleary, she replied, "cause I was asleep in your bed again. Prof. Snape let me in he -*yawn*-re because I had another bad dream and the girls had kicked me out for dousing Pansy with Ranch dressing."

Not bothering to look at the boys in there currently, she crawled behind a stall and went to the bathroom. "Blaise; can you get Millie to bring me some clothes? Pansy will kill me if I go back in there." She asked the sweet, black, Italian boy, the puppy dog eyes in full effect.

"Fine, but don't expect any underwear; I doubt they will give me yours." He said, pulling his pants on before walking out of the bathroom.

"That's fine. I go commando on weekdays anyways. Underwear is just a hassle. Oh and Draco; I'm wearing your boxers. Do you want them back?" she asked, noticing the incredulous looks cast her way.

"Why did you have to be my cousin? Why did Merlin curse me?" he false cried, pretending to fall to his knees in agony.

"Because, Drakie-poo, if you hadn't discovered it in 1st year, then I would've had to go back to my squib of a mother and Muggle of a father." She laughed, helping him up.

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RI: wow. Just, wow. This one was actually a little bit too much fun to write.

Here are more little things about me!

1. My pants have fallen in the middles of a store.

2. I have been bitten by different animals and bugs. I currently have Fire ant bites on my left hand and left foot. They itch somethin' fierce.

3. I have watched a cat jump three feet in the air from fright. I scared that cat by moving my foot in a jerking motion.

Dun forget, you can suggest one that you want on here. Feel free to suggest in a review!