- Chapter 3: Kitchen Fights -

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James and Hannah finish helping the house elves. "Carrison-I mean Hannah, why did you dump a bunch of flour on me?" James whined, cleaning is glasses, "My glasses are ruined ! "

Hannah shook her head, "You dumped it on yourself, it was you who dumped flour on me!"

"Hannah Carrison, you liar!" James yelled.

If you didn't tell, they had started a flour fight in the kitchens...

"How am I the liar, I've never done anything wrong before!" Hannah shot back.

James sighed, "Let's just say we both did it."

Hannah snorted, "That's the most reasonable thing that's ever came out of your mouth!"

"HEY!" James said standing up. Hannah ran and James chased her.
"Get back here, you bloody jerk!" James yelled.

"Jerk is such a harsh word, Potter!" Hannah said with a frown. James shot a stream of water at Hannah.

She let out a squeal and ducked under a table, "James Potter!! How dare you!" She ducked under James when he tried to grab her.

"Hannah Carrison, get your arse over here!" James yelled.

"That's absolutely rubbish! No!" Hannah said, sticking out her tongue.

They did this until they were kicked out of the kitchen

"Not only are my bloody robes wet, they're covered in dough!" Hannah complained, slapping the back of James' head.

"Hannah!" He cried, "That hurt!"
Hannah rolled her eyes, "I'll see you in Herbology, Potter!"

"Are we on last name terms again?" James called in confusion.

"Can't hear you James Prongs Potter!" Hannah yelled running of to Potions.

Word Count: 259 words

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