Victoire Weasley

12. A Question

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     Victoire's P.O.V

     It was the 1st of December, which also meant decoration time.  I had never realized that the decorating was part of the prefects' job, I just assumed that they had the house elves decorate the whole place.  But thinking back on it, that would have forced the house elves to do enough work to make even them complain.  Feeding a thousand mouths and decorating an entire castle seemed impossible, which I guess it was, because here I was, taking orders from Prof. O'Reilly of how I should decorate the fifth floor.  I couldn't really pay attention to what he was saying, because Teddy was standing directly behind him, using his metamorphagus powers to the max.  He nearly had O'Reilly's characteristic pig-style nose down perfectly, and turned his hair the colour of wheat as he mimicked O'Reilly as he talked.

     "--and remember to place a tree in each corner.  And lets see..." He looked around, almost catching Teddy in the works of making fun of him.  Teddy straightened his back and starred innocently down on the shorter professor, but the corners of his lips were twitching uncontrollably. "Ah, Teddy!  Why don't you join her?  Great, so you two run off." O'Reilly walked off in the direction of another group of prefects who were starring down at a pile of decoration.

     "So, what was it he said?" I stifled a laugh as Teddy matched O'Reilly's excited stumble of a walk when he came up to me.

     "Something about Christmas trees...I think."

     "Thanks, that helps." I said sarcastically.

     "No prob.  No but actually, I swear he mentioned Madam Pomfrey."

      "I'm guessing we're decorating the hospital wing then, it's worth a try.  I'd rather not ask him again," I beckoned towards O'Reilly who was excitedly explaining (with very dramatic arm movements) to the prefects what to do with the decorations.

     "Yeah...I'd rather just take my chances." He said and we were off towards the Hospital Wing.

     On our way we passed many students, some who still shot me glares while some blinked at me with sympathy...or even empathy.  Teddy noticed this, "Don't worry, it will all blow over eventually."

     "Right, when she finds another 'juicy scandal' here at Hogwarts." I muttered.

     We grew quiet as we moved from one moving staircase to the next.  Some of the paintings had also begun adding Christmas decorations of their own.  Some tipped their hats as we passed them while smiling brightly, while others were too busy arguing what would go where.  We sidestepped the Fat Friar as he flew out from the fifth floor corridor, oblivious of us as he hummed a song that sounded a lot like 'Jingle Bells'.  The corridor had already been decorated, but with decorations I hadn't seen before.  They looked a lot better than the ones I had ever seen Hogwarts use before.  "Looks like we're trying to impress the other schools," Teddy said with raised eyebrows as he saw the same difference as I was.

     "It sure d--" I was interrupted by the shouting of a screeching suit in armour.

     "You want me to SING?!  Fine, I'll SING you little brat!  Santa Claus, Santa Claus, Santa Claus is dead!  Rudolph took a 44 and shot him in the heeaaad, oh!--" A frustrated and terrified head prefect stood before a trio of suits in armour with his wand awkwardly pointing at the suit of armour on the left, the one who was singing.

     The suit of armour kept screaming and howling parody songs and the head prefect looked around frantically for help.  A crowd had started to form and several first years were told to cover their ears as the suit of armour sang a particularly nasty piece.  The two other suits of armour were laughing so hard--a weird clanging sound--that they had to lean on each other to stand up right.  A few other seventh year students joined the prefect and were all screaming inaudible instructions at each other.