It was a quiet saturday in the Great Hall; months had gone by, and Stanley and Starkiller still felt out of place in their new found houses.
Stanley was outside under a tree, catching up on some potions homework when she saw Fred and George.
“YO GINGERS!” she yelled. The two turned around, seeing Stanley they walked over.
“Hello foreigner,” they said. “What’s up?” Stanley stood up and casted a spell from the list Snape had given her at a plant. The plant turn many shades of brown, before exploding into millions of little pieces.
“Cool, what spell was that?” Fred asked looking at the sheet.
“Um, number 3. Verigoo,” Stanley said. “Anyways have you guys seen Starkiller lately?” George told her he had seen her earlier with Malfoy. Fred said he had just seen her in the library. The three went to go get her, and finally test out some pranks.
“Look, there she is all alone,” Stanley said. The twins got up, but she stopped them. “Wait, I got this.” Stanley crept around the bookcases until she was right behind Starkiller.
“YOU KNOW YOU MAKE ME WANT TO SHOUT!” Stanley sang. Starkiller literally fell out of her seat onto the ground.
“NOW I’M LYING ON THE COLD HARD GROUND,” Starkiller sang.
“Get out, out!” the Librarian yelled at the four who had all fallen to the ground in hysterics. When they the all agreed they wanted to prank the whole school.
That night the four snuck out of their common rooms at 8:30, so they had 30 minutes to:
Reach the laundry room
Put their plan into action
Make it back in time
“Does anybody know where the laundry room is?” Starkiller asked. Fred pointed down the hallway, walking that way they came to a door with the words “THIS IS A LAUNDRY ROOM” on it.
“They get right to the point don’t they?” Starkiller laughed. Once they had calmed down, the door was locked.
“Stand back guys I got this,” Stanley whispered. “Alohomora,” With the door unlocked, Starkiller walked in. Over in the conner was every single one of Hogwarts’ students, and teachers robes.
“Bingo,” Starkiller whispered. When the twins looked at her confused, she said. “It’s a muggle thing. Now what’s the plan again?”
“Well,” said Fred. “Today is Tuesday and tomorrow is Wednesday, and every night the elves put out fresh robes for everyone in the school-”
“So we’re going to change all of the robes from black, to pink. Because tomorrow is Wednesday.” George said. “I read this muggle article Dad had once, about this whole joke about how Wizards wear pink on Wednesdays,” By the time he had finished Stanley and Starkiller had fallen to the floor laughing, and Fred had taken it upon himself to turn the robes to pink.
“Guys, it 8:50 we have ten minutes to get back, before Filch finds us.” George said. Silently the four left the room locking the door, and racing back to their own parts of the castle.
A/N: Did anybody catch my reference? If you didn't FEAR NOT! All it was, was this joke in the H.P. world. There's this photo floating around of a couple cast members in pink with Umbridge.
That is all.
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It's a Muggle Thing
FanfictionIt's 1993 and two fifteen year old witches from America get the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to become exchange students and go to the famous British magic school Hogwarts. There, they befriend the Weasleys, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and oth...