A/N Meh…why is it that when trying to update one story an idea for a different one always pops into your head? I was thinking about one of my other stories that I planned to update when an idea for this story popped into my head, so here you have it…an update!

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"They'll publish anything now won't they?!" Draco Malfoy exclaimed indignantly the sneer that seemed to be permanently affixed to his face firmly in place. His comrades nodded vehemently and he plopped…sorry…sat gracefully…Malfoys never plop. "I mean, even in a wizarding magazine they're publishing Muggle filth! Look at this 'How do you eat your Oreos and what does it say about you?' Witch Weekly has really gone down hill."

"I dunno, Draco, I like Oreos." Crabbe said, or rather, grunted. Draco rolled his eyes and looked at his friend rather minion with disdain.

"…Oreos are for common people, muggles and mudbloods. Not self-respecting purebloods!" Draco responded with another eye roll.

"I don't know, Draco, I think this quiz might have some merit." Pansy started, Draco raised an eyebrow at her silently waiting for an explanation. "Well, you don't like Oreos correct?"

"Yes." Draco said with an expression that clearly said 'Duh, did you even have to ask?'

"Well, according to the result for someone who doesn't like Oreos 'You probably come from a rich family, and like to wear nice things, and go to up-scale restaurants. You are particular and fussy about the things you buy, own, and wear. Things have to be just right. You like to be pampered. You are a priss.' Pansy recited.

"…I think she's right, Draco." Nott put in before turning around to congratulate a forth year for getting away with hexing a muggle-born.

"I am not a priss." Draco responded with a derisive sniff.

"…"

"You kind of are, Draco." Nott responded eyeing the Slytherin Prince carefully as though afraid Draco would attack him.

"Fine, well then, how do you eat your Oreo cookies?" Draco said, the tone he said when saying Oreo indicating his distaste for them.

"I eat only the cookie portion not the inside." Nott replied. Draco's eyes widened in disbelief and he stared at Nott open-mouthed.

"You mean you actually ingest these things?" Draco asked in a shocked tone jabbing at the picture of Oreos on the magazine page.

"…Yes, that would typically be what someone means when they say they eat something." Nott replied his voice laced with sarcasm.

"Ugh. Fine, well then this rubbish quiz says 'You enjoy pain'…Well, okay, at least the results are good for something…I suppose."

"Yeah, yeah, we all know you hate Oreos, cast a different spell why don't you, you sound like you've been hit with a repeat hex." Pansy broke in. Draco glared at her for good measure before responding.

"Fine, well…how do you eat your disgusting muggle cookies?" The Prince of Oreo hating questioned.

"Oreos?" Crabbe asked stupidly before Pansy could respond.

"Yes." Draco answered through clenched teeth.

"I twist them apart and eat the inside and throw away the cookie." Pansy answered.

"You are good at business and take risks that pay off. You take what you want and throw the rest away. You are greedy, selfish, mean, and lack feelings for others. You should be ashamed of yourself. But that's ok, you don't care, you got yours." Draco quoted.

"That's our Pansy, such a nice sweet girl." Nott said with a smirk.

"…Shut up, Pain-boy."

"Alright then, lets see, Crabbe how do you eat your Oreo cookies?"

"I just lick them." Draco stared at his minion in disbelief and took one look at Crabbe's results in the magazine and burst into laughter. As a result Blaise snatched the magazine from his hands and read the results out loud.

"Stay away from small furry animals and seek professional medical help - immediately." Blaise accompanied by the rest of the Slytherins in their group started to slowly edge away from Crabbe.

"Okay, so Blaise how do you eat your Oreos?" Pansy said after a few moments.

"Small quick bites."

"Your boss likes you because you get your work done quickly. You always have a million things to do and never enough time to do them. Mental breakdowns and suicides run in your family. Valium and Ritalin would do you good."

"Huh…that's cheerful." Draco said after Pansy read it.

"Okay, well then…Goyle how do you eat your Oreos?" Nott broke in.

"What's an Oreo?" Goyle asked blinking stupidly. The others minus Crabbe stared at him incredulously.

"The. Filthy. Muggle. Cookie. We've. Been. Discussing. For. The. Last. Forty. Bloody. Minutes." Draco answered through clenched teeth.

"Oh." Goyle responded. Draco rolled his eyes again and Pansy fleetingly wondered whether his eyes could get stuck up there as a result of his frequent eye-rolling.

"So how do you eat them?" Nott asked.

"Eat what?" Goyle asked.

"…"

"…"

"…"

"…The OREOS, for Merlin's sake." Draco snapped.

"Oh…what about the Oreos?"

"I'm going to throttle him." Pansy shrieked pulling out her wand. Blaise grabbed her wand hand as she moved to hex Goyle.

"How. Do. You. Bloody. Eat. Them."

"Oh, why didn't you say so?" Goyle asked as though they had been speaking a different language for the past hour or so. "I eat them one bite at a time." Draco glared at him and massaged his temples before responding.

"You are lucky to be one of the 5.4 billion other people who eat their Oreos this very same way. Just like them, you lack imagination, but that's okay, not to worry, you're normal." Draco secretly thought that it wasn't a lack of imagination that caused Goyle to eat his Oreos this way it was more of a lack of intelligence to know how to eat them any other way.

"Let's never speak of this again." Draco said abruptly as Snape entered their common room to talk to a seventh year Slytherin boy about a detention he'd received.

"Okay." Pansy said taking the magazine from Draco and passing into Nott who sneakily slid it into the fire place glancing around to make sure no one saw. Snape glanced at them on his way out but saw only a group of Slytherins with their Potions books out working diligently on the essay he had assigned.

A/N So…tell me what you though…let me know who you want next chapter…I love reviews…lol…so…review…I'll give you cookies.