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Prompt: Rita Skeeter loves to report 'news' as we all know. She witnessed something innocent and has written a story blowing it out of proportion as usually. Whether it is for the Daily Prophet as a 'big' story or for Witch Weekly as a 'romance' Write Rita's article, than tell us what really happened.

Fandoms: Harry Potter and Gargoyles

Pairings: Puck/Harry

Rita Skeeter

Harry Potter has been sighted in the muggle world running about with a pair of monkey ears and tail. What has happened to our boy hero and why is he only wearing boxers and a large T-shirt for? Read page 8 for the full story...

"Rita Skeeter! What were you thinking?"

Rita didn't flinch, "It's a big story boss, it's the truth too, everything in this story is written using a normal quill."

Mark, the boss of the Daily Prophet, sent his employee a tough glare, "And why should I believe you! This one is to far fetch for even me to believe you!"

"But sir, it's true!" Rita said determinedly, "Every single word of it, I didn't use my special quill."

"Skeeter," Mark said sighing deeply and rubbing his forehead, "I've had enough, your stories have a skill in causing mass panic, we've been fined by the MOM because of your stories and now this…"

"It's okay boss, we'll sell enough news papers to still have profit after paying all of our fines!" Rita said with a greedy grin, "What do you think boss? It's a great story isn't it? We should get it put on the next the next issue!"

"Skeeter, I know why Potter is part monkey for and so do a few other selected people," Mark said darkly as he ignored Rita's shocked look, "We've been covering it up for a reason and now you...I'm sorry Skeeter but you leave me no choice, your fired."

"I'm what! Rita screeched in pure horror, "How can I be fired! I'm your best reporter! What...why...what can I do to keep my job?"

Mark's face formed into a dark smirk, "Dance around the building while dressed as Albus Dumbledore in one of his...colourful robes."

Rita fumed, "Alright but I get to keep my job, and I'll only do it for a few minutes!"

"And don't forget your artical," Mark said with a smirk which grew as Rita slammed the paper down on his desk, "Thank you Skeeter, I'll be keeping an eye on your progress."

With one last look Rita walked out of the room slamming the door behind her. A few seconds later Mark burst out into laughter.

"What do you think love? Did you like my little prank?" Mark asked as he spun his chair around to face the shadows of his office, "That should show that woman not to write about you for a while."

Harry Potter stepped out of the shadows, his monkey ears and tail twitching about restlessly; he rolled his eyes and lazily walked forwards until he was standing in front of Mark. In one movement Harry placed himself smugly in his lovers lap.

"It was a great prank Puck but can you please remove the glamour or whatever you want to call it?" Harry asked as he placed a kiss on Mark's/Puck's check, "It's weird seeing you like this, I want to see my handsome lover.

"Anything for you my love," Mark said giggling madly.

With a pop Mark was gone and in his place was Puck.

"We need to get going now," Harry said as he stood up, "Goliath and the others are waiting for us, let's return home."

"With pleasure," Puck said with a smirk as he scooped Harry up, "Maybe I should have Skeeter transferred to the Manhattan branch of this newspaper?"

"Why?"

"She's so fun to prank!" Puck said with a grin as he carried Harry out of the room, "And I know a few protective Gargoyles who'd like to play with her for writing all of these articles about you, and with this newest one! It could cause mass panic if we didn't stop it!"

Harry snorted, leaned forward and placed a loving kiss on Puck's lips, "I might hate Rita Skeeter love but I don't hate her that much."

"You know I've been wondering something," Puck said pulling a surpised Harry back onto his lap, "Just what was you doing running around in nothing but a pair of boxers and a large T-shirt?"

Harry giggled and winked at Puck, "You'll find out on your birthday love."

Until the next prompt...