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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
3,789
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
A brief Christmas Feast & Shopping for the New Year
Chapter 12 - A brief Christmas Feast & Shopping for the New Year
***In the Dining Hall***
“What is this?” asked Jared as he poked what looked like chunky brown sludge with his fork.
“Spotted Dick,” Hermione replied plainly.
“Oo, mommy, she said a bad word!” giggled Fenton.
“What the hell is Spotted Dick?” asked Jared, ignoring the sniggers from Fenton.
“Mommy, he said it too!”
Leigh wanted to explain to Fenton that, in this case, dick wasn’t an inappropriate word, but, not wanting to spit out her food from laughter, she kept her mouth shut. Finally able to swallow her food and regain her composure she was able to explain that Hermione and Jared were referring to the food and not the appendage.
“But it don’t look good, why do people eat it?” Fenton asked, perplexed.
“Yes, Leigh, enlighten us. Why do people eat dick?” asked Eric with a smirk.
“Well, although it doesn’t’ look appetizing-,” she paused to dip her finger into the pudding, “It’s absolutely delicious,” licking the last bit from her finger, “Mmm… that’s good dick,” she finished with a wink at Harry.
“You’re silly, mommy,” laughed Fenton, happily finishing his meal.
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***On the way back downstairs from tucking Fenton into bed***
“You do know that Spotted Dick isn’t all that delicious, right?” asked Harry with a laugh.
“I do now, ugh, the cook must’ve used canned Spotted Dick, it was very sweet,” she scrunched up her face and made like she was going to vomit, “ I’m surprised the chef actually went through the trouble of making some traditional English meals for you guys tonight, I can never get to make ME anything special. It must be because you’re the Famous Harry Potter.” She laughed sweetly.
“Yep, that’s what fame gets you, Spotted Dick.”
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*** In the Ballroom***
“Why are we here?” asked Ron as he looked around the spacious room.
“For a New Year’s pre-party,” replied Leigh quickly, “ You can order drinks at the bar, the music will start in a minute, and we’ll play a few games in about 15. The real party is a costume party which we will be shopping for tomorrow. That’s it….oh yeah, and there are Hang-over relief elixirs by the door, be sure to grab one on your way out.” And with a clap the music began to play.
“Certified quality
A dat da girl dem need and dem not stop cry without apology
Buck dem da right way - dat my policy
Sean Paul alongside - now hear what da man say - Beyonce
Dutty Ya, Dutty Ya, Dutty Ya
Beyonce sing it now ya
BABY BOY YOU STAY ON MY MIND
FULFILL MY FANTASIES
I THINK ABOUT YOU ALL THE TIME
I SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS
BABY BOY NOT A DAY GOES BY
WITHOUT MY FANTASIES
I THINK ABOUT YOU ALL THE TIME
I SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS
AAH OH MY BABY\'S FLY BABY OH
YES NO HURT ME SO GOOD BABY OH
I\'M SO WRAPPED UP IN YOUR LOVE LET ME GO
LET ME BREATHE STAY OUT MY FANTASIES
Ya ready gimme da ting dat ya ready get ya live
And tell me all about da tings that you will fantasize
I know you dig da way me step da way me make my stride
Follow your feelings baby girl b/c they cannot be denied
Come check me in-a night and make we get it amplified
Me have da ting to run da ship cause I\'m go slip and I\'m go slide
And in the words of love I got ta get it certified
But I give you da toughest longest kinda ride - girl…”
“What the hell is he saying?” Harry asked, referring to the song playing.
“I’m not quite sure, but I like it. Not you kind of music?” replied Leigh. Harry shook his head ‘no’ and a new song began.
“Mucho gusto me llamo Bradley, Im hornier than Ron Jeremy,
and if you wanna get popped in your knee, just wipe that look off your bati face
You hate me cause i got what you need, a pretty little daughter that we call mixie,
and, if you wanna get beat physically it will be over in a minute if ya
so she told me to come over and i took that trip
and then then she pulled out my mushroom tip and
when it came out, it went drip drip drip
i didnt know she had the g.i. joe, kung foo grip
and it went - uhh and the girl caress me down-
uhh and thats that lovin sound-
it went uhh and the girl caress me down-
uhh and thats that lovin sound
when i kiss mixie she makes me feel horny, cause im the type of lover with the sensitivity, when she kiss my neck and tickle me frenzy, the right kind of lover on Sunday morning.
En el otro lado es donde vivi, con mi hijita, que se llama mixie, y su hermana, si me quiere, y ya horita, tenemos un bebe…”
“I don’t understand the Spanish but I like what he’s got to say!” Harry stated with a snicker.
“Figured you would, pervert.” replied Leigh with a playful smack.
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“Is everybody in?” asked Leigh counting heads.
“Yes,” replied her excited passengers.
“This thing is humongous, what’s it called again?” asked Ron quizzically.
“A hummer, it’s my fav. Vehicle. Hard to find a parking spot sometimes, but that’s not a problem today. We’re going to a store where I have my own reserved spot. It saves a lot of time.” replied Leigh as she pulled out of the garage and onto the busy street.
“What store are we going to?” asked Harry.
“It’s called Ocularus Infernum, Rain owns it.”
“Ocularus Infernum? The Eye of Hell? That doesn’t sound like a typical name for a costume shop.” said Hermione curiously.
“Trust me, whatever costume you had in mind will be available there,” Leigh replied with a grin.
After about a half an hour drive they pulled up in front of what looked like a boarded up Laundromat and stepped out.
“Another glamour?” asked Harry as he surveyed the decrepit shop.
“Yep,” Leigh replied, smiling brightly. She walked through the front door and they followed blindly.
Once inside Harry took a good look around the dark store. There were racks upon racks of different costumes ranging from Cinderella to the Village People.
“Hey Harry,” greeted Rain as he perused through the closet rack.
“Oh, hey there, nice place you got here.”
“Thanks, Leigh’s waiting in the back, she’s already picked your costume,” she replied trying to stifle a laugh.
In the back room Leigh was surrounded by several different costumes. Some of which consisted leather and a bright pink boa.
“I heard you’ve picked me out something already, what is it?” Harry asked warily.
“This,” she replied holding up the proffered items. Harry was speechless.
{She wants me to wear THAT?!}
TBC
Quick A/N: To : ashton kirke, I\'m glad you like my story. As for the gay pairings, there is going to be one(Seamus and Dean), but I doubt that I will be delving into their sexual adventures(sorry!). Being that I am a girl and straight, I wouldn\'t even know where to begin, lol. Also, all the American students in this fic are based on real people who I know and I can assure you that their house placement is how I would believe them to be sorted based upon the description of what each house looks for in their potential student.
To: swimchick101, Glad that you like the story.
To: potter fan, glad you like my fic and hope you keep reading!
To: Jaymee, also glad you like my fic, the main transfer character, Leigh, is modeled after myself, lol.
To: Anon, I\'ve just been so busy lately, I\'m not abandoning it, sorry for the wait.
To: Elfward, Glad you are enjoying the fic, keep reading!
Thank you guys so much for reading and reviewing!
***In the Dining Hall***
“What is this?” asked Jared as he poked what looked like chunky brown sludge with his fork.
“Spotted Dick,” Hermione replied plainly.
“Oo, mommy, she said a bad word!” giggled Fenton.
“What the hell is Spotted Dick?” asked Jared, ignoring the sniggers from Fenton.
“Mommy, he said it too!”
Leigh wanted to explain to Fenton that, in this case, dick wasn’t an inappropriate word, but, not wanting to spit out her food from laughter, she kept her mouth shut. Finally able to swallow her food and regain her composure she was able to explain that Hermione and Jared were referring to the food and not the appendage.
“But it don’t look good, why do people eat it?” Fenton asked, perplexed.
“Yes, Leigh, enlighten us. Why do people eat dick?” asked Eric with a smirk.
“Well, although it doesn’t’ look appetizing-,” she paused to dip her finger into the pudding, “It’s absolutely delicious,” licking the last bit from her finger, “Mmm… that’s good dick,” she finished with a wink at Harry.
“You’re silly, mommy,” laughed Fenton, happily finishing his meal.
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***On the way back downstairs from tucking Fenton into bed***
“You do know that Spotted Dick isn’t all that delicious, right?” asked Harry with a laugh.
“I do now, ugh, the cook must’ve used canned Spotted Dick, it was very sweet,” she scrunched up her face and made like she was going to vomit, “ I’m surprised the chef actually went through the trouble of making some traditional English meals for you guys tonight, I can never get to make ME anything special. It must be because you’re the Famous Harry Potter.” She laughed sweetly.
“Yep, that’s what fame gets you, Spotted Dick.”
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*** In the Ballroom***
“Why are we here?” asked Ron as he looked around the spacious room.
“For a New Year’s pre-party,” replied Leigh quickly, “ You can order drinks at the bar, the music will start in a minute, and we’ll play a few games in about 15. The real party is a costume party which we will be shopping for tomorrow. That’s it….oh yeah, and there are Hang-over relief elixirs by the door, be sure to grab one on your way out.” And with a clap the music began to play.
“Certified quality
A dat da girl dem need and dem not stop cry without apology
Buck dem da right way - dat my policy
Sean Paul alongside - now hear what da man say - Beyonce
Dutty Ya, Dutty Ya, Dutty Ya
Beyonce sing it now ya
BABY BOY YOU STAY ON MY MIND
FULFILL MY FANTASIES
I THINK ABOUT YOU ALL THE TIME
I SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS
BABY BOY NOT A DAY GOES BY
WITHOUT MY FANTASIES
I THINK ABOUT YOU ALL THE TIME
I SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS
AAH OH MY BABY\'S FLY BABY OH
YES NO HURT ME SO GOOD BABY OH
I\'M SO WRAPPED UP IN YOUR LOVE LET ME GO
LET ME BREATHE STAY OUT MY FANTASIES
Ya ready gimme da ting dat ya ready get ya live
And tell me all about da tings that you will fantasize
I know you dig da way me step da way me make my stride
Follow your feelings baby girl b/c they cannot be denied
Come check me in-a night and make we get it amplified
Me have da ting to run da ship cause I\'m go slip and I\'m go slide
And in the words of love I got ta get it certified
But I give you da toughest longest kinda ride - girl…”
“What the hell is he saying?” Harry asked, referring to the song playing.
“I’m not quite sure, but I like it. Not you kind of music?” replied Leigh. Harry shook his head ‘no’ and a new song began.
“Mucho gusto me llamo Bradley, Im hornier than Ron Jeremy,
and if you wanna get popped in your knee, just wipe that look off your bati face
You hate me cause i got what you need, a pretty little daughter that we call mixie,
and, if you wanna get beat physically it will be over in a minute if ya
so she told me to come over and i took that trip
and then then she pulled out my mushroom tip and
when it came out, it went drip drip drip
i didnt know she had the g.i. joe, kung foo grip
and it went - uhh and the girl caress me down-
uhh and thats that lovin sound-
it went uhh and the girl caress me down-
uhh and thats that lovin sound
when i kiss mixie she makes me feel horny, cause im the type of lover with the sensitivity, when she kiss my neck and tickle me frenzy, the right kind of lover on Sunday morning.
En el otro lado es donde vivi, con mi hijita, que se llama mixie, y su hermana, si me quiere, y ya horita, tenemos un bebe…”
“I don’t understand the Spanish but I like what he’s got to say!” Harry stated with a snicker.
“Figured you would, pervert.” replied Leigh with a playful smack.
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“Is everybody in?” asked Leigh counting heads.
“Yes,” replied her excited passengers.
“This thing is humongous, what’s it called again?” asked Ron quizzically.
“A hummer, it’s my fav. Vehicle. Hard to find a parking spot sometimes, but that’s not a problem today. We’re going to a store where I have my own reserved spot. It saves a lot of time.” replied Leigh as she pulled out of the garage and onto the busy street.
“What store are we going to?” asked Harry.
“It’s called Ocularus Infernum, Rain owns it.”
“Ocularus Infernum? The Eye of Hell? That doesn’t sound like a typical name for a costume shop.” said Hermione curiously.
“Trust me, whatever costume you had in mind will be available there,” Leigh replied with a grin.
After about a half an hour drive they pulled up in front of what looked like a boarded up Laundromat and stepped out.
“Another glamour?” asked Harry as he surveyed the decrepit shop.
“Yep,” Leigh replied, smiling brightly. She walked through the front door and they followed blindly.
Once inside Harry took a good look around the dark store. There were racks upon racks of different costumes ranging from Cinderella to the Village People.
“Hey Harry,” greeted Rain as he perused through the closet rack.
“Oh, hey there, nice place you got here.”
“Thanks, Leigh’s waiting in the back, she’s already picked your costume,” she replied trying to stifle a laugh.
In the back room Leigh was surrounded by several different costumes. Some of which consisted leather and a bright pink boa.
“I heard you’ve picked me out something already, what is it?” Harry asked warily.
“This,” she replied holding up the proffered items. Harry was speechless.
{She wants me to wear THAT?!}
TBC
Quick A/N: To : ashton kirke, I\'m glad you like my story. As for the gay pairings, there is going to be one(Seamus and Dean), but I doubt that I will be delving into their sexual adventures(sorry!). Being that I am a girl and straight, I wouldn\'t even know where to begin, lol. Also, all the American students in this fic are based on real people who I know and I can assure you that their house placement is how I would believe them to be sorted based upon the description of what each house looks for in their potential student.
To: swimchick101, Glad that you like the story.
To: potter fan, glad you like my fic and hope you keep reading!
To: Jaymee, also glad you like my fic, the main transfer character, Leigh, is modeled after myself, lol.
To: Anon, I\'ve just been so busy lately, I\'m not abandoning it, sorry for the wait.
To: Elfward, Glad you are enjoying the fic, keep reading!
Thank you guys so much for reading and reviewing!