Smarty
Author: Samantha Thatcher
Date: 12-19-01 08:37
Fred, George and Samantha picked a spot at the Gryffindor table, right on the end by the doors.
"So...What is' there ta eat eh?" Samantha asked the two.
They looked at each other, then back at the girl. "Well...." Was Fred.
"Anything you want!" Came George, and Fred nodded in agreement.
Samantha arched a brow. "An'thin'?"
"Yup." Fred and George both said smiling.
"So..." Samantha put elbows on the table and weaved her fingers together. "If I wanted...Hmm...well let's jus' say...A beer, leaves and dog meat...I'd get it?" She was obviously teasing them. The boys smiles turned upside down.
"Well uh..." George rubbed his head in thought while Fred grinned with glee. "You sure are a smart mouth aren't you?!"
Samantha brushed her fingers on her chest. "A smart mouth? Me?" She said innocently. "Wote'er gave ya that ruddy idea Fred?"
The boys burst into laughter. Samantha gave them a smiling smirk and picked some food to eat. Which was: sausage, bacon, french toast with jam and some pumkin juice. She happily ate and talked with the Weasley twins about everything and anything.
Wake UP Call
Author: Tempest Asiling
Date: 12-19-01 08:41
Cursing at her "friend" Tempest got up off her butt and glared after Clara. "You nitwit!" She yelled after her.
After getting dressed Tempest went down to the Great Hall for some good food and have a word with her so called friend.
Bright Eyed
and Bushy Tailed
Author: Jet
Date: 12-19-01 17:47
Jet sits up in bed, eyes still closed. Yawns repeatedly. Stretches and then stretches even more. Flops back down. Groans at the thought of getting out of bed. Squinting his eyes just enough for light to seep in, Jet groans again. "Why can't mornings start later?" he asks himself just as he does nearly every morning.
Forcing himself to get up, to get dressed and to go through the usual, other morning rituals, Jet finally puts in an appearance at the Great Hall. "Only good thing about morning is breakfast." Jet thinks to himself.
Not so Early
Bird
Author: Jet
Date: 12-19-01 17:57
Jet, still bleary eyed, sort of staggers into the Great Hall, his mouth still working with yawns. He enters just as three Gryffindor girls are leaving. One of them seems more interested in some guy than she is in the two friends shoving her out the door.
Jet plops down in a chair at the Hufflepuff table then leans over so that his head rests beside the plate in front of him. Yawn. Maybe just yawn five more minutes of sleep. Yawn.
GRRRRR!!!!
Author: Prote Spacy
Date: 12-19-01 20:08
Prote stormed out of the Great Hall like thunder, followed closely by Neo and Amerah.
"Hey! Prote, wait up!!" cried Neo. Prote didn't stop nor did he slow down. Neo and Amerah caught up and stopped Prote (by grabbing his arms).
"DETENTION!!!!!!!!!" yelled Prote. "ON MY FIRST DAY!!!!!!!!!" Neo looked at Amerah. "Awww, c'mon Prote! ... it can't be all that bad..." said Neo looking at Amerah for support. "...erm... Yeah! besides, it's only detention in Snape's office... uh..." Amerah looked at Neo again.
Prote started to walk again. Neo jumped in front of him stopping Prote in his tracks. "Uh, you know what Prote?" asked Neo. Prote looked at him. "I'm going to have detention with you!" said Neo. Prote's jaw dropped.
"NO!!!!" Prote cried, "No way!!! It's my problem, not yours. I can do this by myself! I lost my temper and I don't want you to spend your time in detention with me!" Prote explained.
"Okay... as you wish!" said Neo. "Oh and by the way Prote... do all Americans storm out of places like you just did when they're mad?" asked Amerah,
Prote grinned and started to laugh, and he and the others walked to their dormitories.
Majandra Fine
is Fine
Author: Lostark The Rude
Date: 12-19-01 21:11
Flitwick left the table by using a hovering charm to his table. A teenage Gryffindor girl, very actractive, sat next to me asking, "Hallo. I'm Majandra Fine. You don't mind if I sit here with you?" I nodded no as I wolfed down another sausage. "I'm Lostark," I said before chomping on some toast. "That's a wonderful name. In fact, it's the best name I've ever heard." she said with a big smile and batting her eyelashes.
It seemed she was about to make a move on me when Lavender arrived with Parvati and the two insisted they need Majandra to help them with something. Majandra blows to me a kiss, winks at me and mouths, "Olive juice" even as the other two girls are pushing her out of the Hall. "I'll see you later! How about for lunch? Can't wait to see you again!!" she calls out just before Lavender and Parvati succeed in dragging her through the door. "Sounds good!" I yelled back. "She was nice," I continued. "You know her younger brother is a Slytherin," Doug said. "So, I don't care if her brother is Salazar Slytherin. I like her," I said.
"And she probably wants your children," Doug said. "I'd be ok with that, if she can wait seven years or at least three," I said, buttering my arm instead of my toast. "So how does a buttered arm taste? Any better without butter?" Doug asked.
re: Hufflepuff
House
Author: Hannah Abbott
Date: 12-19-01 22:36
The sunlight streaming in through the window poured over Hannah's face and woke her up. She noticed that she was the last one left in the room. Hannah got up and ready for the day and made her way to the Great Hall for breakfast.
Just as she entered the Entrance Hall, Hannah saw Prote bursting out of the Great Hall followed by Neo and Amerah. She wondered what was going on, but just decided to let them talk and she walked past them to go have breakfast.
Tricks and
Insanity
Author: Fred Weasley
Date: 12-19-01 22:36
As Fred, George and Samantha finished up their breakfast, Majandra crossed the room, her eyes only on one person...Lostark?
"Well, that's an interesting development," Fred commented, nodding towards the starry-eyed Majandra.
George and Samantha each raised eyebrows, not sure what to make of it. "I didn't think 'e was 'er type," George admitted.
"Exactly wot is 'er type, George?" Fred asked, grinning. George had used so many opportunities to tease Fred about a girl, that it was about time the situation was reversed.
George shrugged and stated boldly, "Definitely not 'im!"
Fred couldn't argue with that and instead changed the conversation to a semi-related topic. "Oh yeah, George. There was somethin' I wanted to tell ya last night."
"Oh yeah? Wot then?" George asked, before gulping down the rest of his orange juice.
"It's about Majandra," Fred began, emptying his own glass before continuing. "I think she would be a perfect addition to our company."
"Your company?" Samantha asked, instantly curious.
George nodded, "Fred an' I...we're inventors."
"Inventors? Really?" Samantha seemed genuinely intrigued.
Fred grinned, "Oh yeah, we've got loads of pranks and tricks in our minds, just waiting to be created. Once we blow this popsicle stand, we're gonna open up our own joke shop!"
Samantha, very impressed, beamed at Fred and George, "You two neva cease ta amaze me!"
Fred blushed and George grinned.
"Anyway," Fred said, picking up where he left off. "She's got loads of wacky ideas that are sure to make us rich, George! You'd never think a sweet girl like 'er would 'ave such a mischievous mind, but she does!"
At that moment, Majandra was being escorted from the Great Hall by Lavander and Parvati, who both looked as if she were quite insane.
"We'll 'ave to 'ave a talk with 'er then," George said, watching the trio leave. "Where do you suppose they're carting 'er off to?"
"Probably ta take a cold shower," Samantha quipped. "Or maybe ta put 'er in a straight jacket!"
The twins laughed and waited for Samantha to finish her meal, before leaving the Great Hall for the grand tour of the castle they had planned.
She Yawns
Author: Alicia Spinnet
Date: 12-19-01 22:37
Wandering downstairs, dressed and ready for breakfast she looks around, she hadn't been talking much lately so she just smiled, looking for her fellow chasers and friends before going to the Dining Hall
The Majandra
File
Author: Isolde
Date: 12-19-01 23:07
Isolde, Azaelia, and Pyrrhus watched the whole escapade with great interest. Majandra was making a complete fool out of herself, and she was doing it so brilliantly!
"Pyrrhus, you're a bloody genius," Isolde cheered quietly, punching him lightly in the arm.
Pyrrhus beamed at her, "Thank you, thank you. Have you two decided on the next victim?"
"Not yet," Azaelia said, watching Lostark stare at Majandra with an extremely bewildered look upon his face.
"But we'll think of someone, don't worry," Isolde added, smiling. Majandra's lust towards Lostark was too perfect. To charm her into loving someone else so soon would take away from some of the excitement and humor. In Isolde's opinion, association with that big oaf was probably the greatest source for embarrassment currently at Hogwarts, save being a Gryffindor of course.
The three devious Slytherins watched as Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil practically dragged Majandra out of the dining hall.
"They're probably going to wash her mouth out with soap," Azaelia grinned. "Who knows what kind of lovey-dovey stuff she said to him!"
Isolde wrinkled her nose in disgust at the thought. "She's going to be horrified once the charm wears off."
"That's the plan, Isolde," Pyrrhus stated evily, rubbing his hands together. "After I get her back, Hermione Granger will get hers for that worm she threw in my face at the start-of-term feast."
"I can't wait to hear what you have in store for Granger," Isolde sneered. She hated that know-it-all Muggle-born.
Azaelia leaned over the table and suggested softly, "Why don't we go back to the common room. Isolde and I will get to work on Phase 2 of the Majandra file while you think up something for Miss Brainiac."
"How very covert of you," Isolde giggled, getting to her feet. "The Majandra file, I like that."
The three exited the Great Hall and returned to the Slytherin common room to work on their plans.
After Breakfast
Conversations
Author: Azaelia Bramble
Date: 12-20-01 00:03
Azaelia collapsed in one of the over-stuffed chairs, dangling her feet over the side in fits of cackling, as did her cousin in the chair next to her.
"Oh, we are so good!" She held up her hand and Isolde high-fived her.
Both girls let their cackling subside and lay there staring for a while, their minds in gear for Phase 2 of the Majandra File.
"Hmm, what if she fell for Malfoy . . . ?" Isolde pondered aloud.
Lia shook her head, "No, you know he'd kill us."
"Hmm. Yeah, you're right. What about Hagrid?"
"No, someone even better . . . " Azealia's voice trailed off and an evil, thin smile spread across her face.
"Uh, oh. I know you've got it, now, Lia. What's your idea, girl? C'mon, spill it!" Isolde said, her eyes sparkling mischievously.
Azaelia turned, slowly, to face her cousin, and eyebrow arched.
"Professor Snape."
Isolde's grin mirrored her cousin's almost too perfectly.
"That's almost too evil, but I like it!" Isolde cackled, and the two cousins high-fived again. "Wait until we tell Py!"
"Yeah, just wait!" Azaelia erupted with chilling laughter, once again.
Sleeping at
the Table
Author: Hannah Abbott
Date: 12-20-01 00:09
Hannah made her way to the Hufflepuff table. She noticed a boy sitting there with his head lying on the table. Hannah put her hand on his shoulder and shook him.
The boy didn't raise his head, just said "I'm up, Mom. Really. I'm awake."
Hannah sat next to this boy and stared at him till he opened his eyes.
Promises to
Keep
Author: Jet
Date: 12-20-01 02:45
After Hannah's been staring at Jet for a few minutes he finally says, "Quit doing that." All this comes out rather muffled as he's not yet lifted his head.
"Stop doing what?"
"That! That staring thing you do. Creeps me out. Feels like something's crawling up and down the back of my neck."
"So sit up and I won't be able to see the back of your neck. You've got to get up now anyway. You've a promise to keep."
"Oi! Are you on about that again. Was hoping you'd forgotten over the summer."
"Nope, not forgotten. Now come on, get up."
"You realize I was sleeping when you got that promise out of me. Caught me offguard, you did. Knew darn well that even if asleep I'll answer if spoken to. Exploited. Promise doesn't count."
Hannah doesn't reply to this but instead just continues to sit and stare at Jet's neck.
It only takes another minute before Jet gives a shiver, sits up and rubs the back of his neck. "Argh! I told you to quit the staring. Okay, okay. But blimey, woman, does it have to be so freakin' early? At least let me eat something first."
Exploring
Author: Jet
Date: 12-20-01 02:46
After both Hannah and Jet had eaten breakfast, they walked down to some of the cliffs near the lake.
"The cave we want is somewhere near here but it's always hard to find. Look for gray rock that has a bit of rusty color on it. The entrance should be near there."
"I wonder where the stairs you saw lead. This is so exciting!"
"I swear you only listen to half of what I say. I told you I thought I saw some stairs through a hole last time I came in here. It could just be a strange rock formation. Great! There's the entrance."
Hannah and Jet stand just outside of the narrow entrance. They pull their wands and each says the word, "Lumos." A small, but bright, light appears at the end of each wand. Jet looks over at Hannah. "Ready?"
Hannah takes a deep breath as if not sure if she is or not then firmly replies, "Ready!"
Some Old Friends
and a Cute Face
Author: Oliver Wood
Date: 12-20-01 03:35
"Oy there Fred, George!" Oliver says as he passes by.
"Oy Oliver..." The two quickly turned around at once. "OLIVER!?"
"Yeah, that's me...!" He says laughing at their startled faces. Oliver sees a face poke out from behind the twins. Hello there... He says in his mind. "An' who is this pretty face, boys?" He smiles.
The girl stepped out from behind. "I'm Samantha Thatcher...An' you are?" She asks extending her hand.
"Oliver Wood." He took Samantha's hand and shook it. "Nice to meet you Samantha. You are from Scotland, yes?" She asked.
Oliver's eye brows rise. "Yes ma'am...I see you are as well!" They both laugh.
"Ahem..!" Fred looked a little angry. "George an' I...were about to take Samantha on a tour of 'Ogwarts. If ya don't mind, we'd best be on our way." He said through a fake smile.
"Oh...I see....Well, have fun! We're gunna have ta get together and chat sometime boys! Cheerio..."
"Biya Oliver! We'll "chat" ASAP...we need to badly I think...!" George siad grinning. Oliver rose his brow. "Yeah, I see that...See you guys...and gal...later!" They part in their own directions, Oliver to the Great Hall...
Cave
Author: Hannah Abbott
Date: 12-20-01 06:17
Jet and Hannah reached the entrance of the cave and pulled their wands out and each said the word, "Lumos." A small, but bright, light appeared at the end of each wand.
Jet looked over at Hannah. "Ready?"
"Ready!" replied Hannah.
Jet stepped into the cave first and Hannah followed behind him. The ceiling was rather low at the entrance and they had to watch out not to hit their heads. Sure enough a few steps further ahead there was a set of stairs leading down.
"So do we go down?" asked Jet.
Jet and Hannah held their wands over the stairs to see if they could see where they led to, but the stairs twisted so all you saw was the wall.
After a moment of thought Hannah answered back, "Sure, why not?"
Practice
Author: H Potter
Date: 12-20-01 06:33
Harry came down from the boys' dormitories after a long nights rest. Ron was still asleep upstairs and Harry wanted to get in some broomstick practice before breakfast. He saw Hermione sitting in her usual spot studying as always...
"Shouldn't you be with the other prefects?" Harry said in a jealous tone.
Hermione looked up and then back into her book.
"Just because I'm a prefect doesn't mean I don't have to study!" said Hermione.
"Well have fun then! I'm going off to the Quidditch Pitch to get in some flying before breakfast. It's been so long.....bye then."
Hermione yelled as Harry opened the portrait hole.
"Just you be careful or I will have Madam Hooch watch you from now on!"
Harry acted as if she had't said anything at all...
It was a nice day for a nice broomstick ride thought Harry as he held his prized Firebolt, which had been a gift from his godfather.....
