Jinx Not-So-Malfoy and the Triwizard Tournament

Chapter 1

JINX IS BACK, BITCHES!

It feels so good to be using my laptop again.

SO GOOD!

If you haven't read the first three books, I reccommend doing so.

Or not. I don't care.

I'VE HAD A REALLY GOOD DAY!

Except for when I had a breakdown in Math...

Don't ask.

Alrighty. Let's see if I remember how to do this.

I sat at the old desk in my room at The Leaky Cauldron. I stared at my summer homework, not able to think of anything other than the Quidditch World Cup.

AH!

"Meow," Pepsi said.

"You're right," I said. "I've got two more weeks to do this. Why do it now?"

I'll probably end up doing it on the Hogwarts Express.

Last minute is the way to do things, guise.

I felt something fluffy and hard hit me in the side of the head.

"GODDAMNIT, WHAT THE FUCK?" I said, catching whatever it was.

My obsession with Quidditch does pay off sometimes.

I recognized the thing as the owl Sirius had given Ron at the end of the school year. The thing was cute, but annoying.

Dear Jinx,

Dad got tickets to The Quidditch World Cup! We're getting Harry from the Dursleys tomorrow. You can come whenever. Send Pig ahead.

Ron

P.S. Fred says hi.

Oh Ronald, you have a way with words. I glanced at the tiny owl in my hand. I decided he was Pig.

Ron,

You've got a way with words, dude. I'll be there as soon as I get my shit together. Let's say 5:00 tonight. Hope this thing does five-hour-rush.

Jinx "The Bitch With the Switch" Malfoy

P.S. Tell Freddie I say, "Sup?"

I sent the minute owl and started to get together all my stuff.

Five hours later, I had everything (I think) and I was standing in front of my fireplace. I tossed some Floo Powder in and jumped into the fire.

I came out in the Weasley's kitchen as they were eating dinner.

"HULLO!" I said brightly, dusting off ash. They all stared. "What?"

I looked down.

I wasn't wearing pants.

Shit.

"I swear I was wearing pants when I -- Oh hey Hermione!" I grinned at my best friend.

"Jinx, put on some pants," she sighed, going back to her food. I noticed two more Weasleys than usual.

"Oh haii," I said. "Jinx Malfoy."

I held out my hand to one of them. He had a ponytail and a fang earring.

He's the fucking definition of epic.

He took my hand and shook it cautiously. I turned to the other. He looked normal, but his hands were scarred and calloused.