I updated! This story really has no plot, I just realized. Any suggestions?

Atled Willy- Hehehe. I reviewed myself.

Raablyn- I already responded. And, thanks for the phrase "O Wise One with the Same Twisted and Warped Imagination…" It came in handy.

Chapter 7- Prank Letters October 1, 2005

Dear Parvati Patil,

Oh, my dearest, darling Parvati, pearl of my life! I implore you, beg you, I grovel on the lakebed for you; I ask you this. Will you be … My April Fool?

We also wish to inform you that you have just won a free toenail makeover from our fantastical shop. Enjoy!

Sincerely,

Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes


Daer Gynny Wisley"

Me and Crab heres wantta tell ye that we don't like ye. We and Malfiy all says thet yes are ugly, snubby, and to smart four you"re owwn gud.

Bess rigars,

Crab, Goyll, and Malfiy

Dear Lyle,

Haha. Your letter was so funny I forgot to laugh. I just wanted to let you know, I HATE PRANK LETTERS! So don't send me any more! And by the way, if Malfoy really was in on that letter, I don't think that many words would have been misspelled.

"Bess rigars,"

Ginny Weasley


October 3, 2005

It was a nice, quiet day in Diagon Alley. That is, until a howler arrived at a certain joke shop.

FRED AND GEORGE WEASLEY!

THAT PATIL GIRL HAS JUST INFORMED ME THAT YOU TWO HAVE BEEN SENDING OFF NONSENSE LETTERS TO WHO KNOWS WHERE!

I'LL HAVE YOU TWO KNOW THAT IF I HEAR ABOUT ANY MORE OF THIS RUBBISH YOU WILL BE COMING STRAIGHT HOME UNTIL YOU ARE MATURE ENOUGH TO HANDLE YOUR OWN BUSINESS! NOW YOU WILL WRITE AN APOLOGY LETTER TO MS. PATIL RIGHT AWAY, OR YOU'LL BE RECEIVING A VISIT. AND IT WON'T BE A FRIENDLY ONE!

SINCERELY,

YOUR MOTHER

"Wow. I never knew Parvati was such a tattletale, George. Did you?" Fred asked as the Howler burst into flames.

"No, Fred, I didn't. Oh, well. We'd better be sending that apology off soon. You know how Mum gets," George replied.

"Yes, you're right. As soon as I try out one of these Temper Improver Pills we made last month. And I know just who our test subject should be. Don't you agree, O Wise One With the Same Twisted and Warped Sense of Humour as Me?"

"Oh yes. Definitely. How shall we label it?" George put on his best "innocent" face.

"How about… Garden Gnome Repellent, from Gred and Forge Weasel?"

"Perfect! Couldn't be better-" George and Fred then pranced off to send their poor mother a Temper Improver Pill.


Meanwhile, at Ziriat Academy…

"Come on, Padma! Hit a home run! You can do it!" A teammate of hers shouted.

Padma herself was currently standing at bat, facing an extremely intimidating-looking 18-year old Tiger pitcher. In the background, shouts of "Go Tigers!" could be heard. No one was really cheering for the Salamanders, as they had a reputation of being one of the worst baseball teams in the history of Ziriat Academy.

The pitcher just stood there for several seconds, sizing Padma up. He apparently did not consider her to be a big threat, as he threw an easy slow one. Of course, Padma hit it. But she hit the ball smack into the pitcher's nose.

"Ooohh!" About half the spectators winced. And they weren't doing that for the pitcher.

"OOWWW! Why, you little-"

"Bovine! Onto the bench! No speaking to the opposition allowed!" the umpire shouted. But Padma had gotten the message. She was in big trouble.

The rest of the game went smoothly enough, with Salamander narrowly sneaking a win as Tiger had just lost their star pitcher, Bradley Bovine.


After the game, Aaron ran up to Padma. "Hey Patil! Kilo told me to warn you of the dangers of our school. And that Bovine dude is definitely one of them. He can hold a grudge for years!" Aaron shuddered. "I know. Now that you seriously bashed up his nose, he's going to be after you. I'd watch out for him if I were you."

"How bad can he be? I mean, we are in a school," Padma frowned.

"Oh, we're in a school all right. But we're in a school very much like your Hogwarts. It has all these nooks and crannies the teachers and the Hal Patrol don't know about. If I were you, I'd stick to your pals and not wander around that much." Aaron punched her arm playfully and departed. Padma stood there for a bit, considering this ominous warning, then headed for the dormitories.