June 28th, 2004
|padfooturban||06:45 pm - Padfoot Prohibited|
Here it is Wormy....
|PG-13 - English - Humor/General - Reviews: 131 - Published: 04-19-04 - Updated: 06-28-04 |
If I get sued it's your fault.
Current Mood: cranky
Current Music: The "Pump,PumpPump,Pump,Pump" song from the commercial
Re: Chapter 7 - Quidditch, Marauder Style
Remus and Jordan snickered. "She's good, Padfoot."
Sirius ignored them. "If need be. Whatever you like," he winked.
"Can you stop that, please?" asked Raven.
"Hitting on me. It's not getting you anywhere, okay?
After handing her a stack of notes he had gathered up for her, Sirius pulled his own parchment from his robes and sat at the table. "Mind if I borrow this quill for a second?" he asked.
Raven stared at him. "Did you hear anything I just said?"
Sirius completely ignored her and started to scribble furiously on his parchment:
30 - The staffroom (which is guarded by gargoyles) is not filled with yummy candy and it is wrong to tell first years that it is.
31 - 'To conquer the earth with an army of flying monkeys' is a bad long term goal to give at career advice.
32 - Any device that can crawl across the table on medium should not be brought into the Great Hall.
33 - Not allowed to play strip Quidditch.
"So, how come you hate my cousin?" asked Sirius as he returned the parchment to a pocket in his robes.
Raven looked at him. "Bellatrix? Why, you got a problem with that?"
"Actually no," said Sirius, "I think that's my favorite thing about you so far."
Raven said nothing.
Sirius continued, "So, what are the chances of the two of us engaging in more than just conversation tonight?"
Raven rolled her eyes again, shrugged off Sirius' wet robe, and handed it to him. "Slim to none."
Sirius perked up. "So you're tellin me there's a chance?"
"Why don't you go on up. I'll be there in a few minutes," she replied.
As Sirius sprinted up to the seventh year dorm, Raven gathered up all her notes and books. "Night, Remus, I'm going to bed."
Jordan followed behind Raven. "Goodnight, Remus."
Remus, Peter, James, and Mundungus continued up the stairs to their dorm.
As they entered, Sirius called from his four poster bed, "Dammit, Moony! Did you hafta call the game right at that second? One more goal and Raven would have been down to her skivvies!"
"Yes, Padfoot, I had to. The storm was getting worse. Besides, that would have left Wormtail, Dung, and I in our boxers!" he shivered at the thought. "And can you imagine what a little electroshock therapy would have done for your libido?" Remus responded, smirking along with James, Dung and Peter.
Sirius snorted. "Hot to trot!"
"Yeah, the next girl that took him on would light up like a pinball machine and pay off in silver dollars!" laughed Dung.
"Maybe that's why Raven never showed," said Sirius, gloomily.
The five of them laughed loudly as they changed into dry pajamas and fell onto their beds.