Harry Potter's Tea Party

Harry Potter's Tea Party

Sequel to "Voldie's Tea Party"

Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley all sat huddled at a table in the corner of the common room, whispering among themselves quietly. As the common room slowly emptied for bed, Ron gave Harry a quick nod and Harry shot up the stairs, into the boy's dorm. A couple of minutes later, he emerged, carrying a silver platter containing a teakettle and six small teacups. Ron slowly reached under the table and seemed to search for something. Hermione jumped about a foot into the air and smacked Ron in the head.

"Ron! None of that! Just find them, will you?" She gave him a stern glare and watched as he continued searching.

Ron blushed a deep magenta." Sorry, 'Mione. Say, are you sure you put them back under

here? I can't seem to find them anywhere..."

A cold, deep drawl came from the entrance to the common room. "Looking for your precious dollies, Weasel?"

Harry couldn't hide his uncertainty as he turned to face the portrait hole. "Draco. How did you get in here? Where did you get the password?"

Draco's evil smirk spread wide across his face. "Neville will tell you anything...under a certain amount of pressure..."

Ron turned to face Draco. "I'd hate to know what you would have done to him...probably something that involves a thong, pencils, and a load of whipped cream..."

Draco's sneer flickered for a moment. "That would be your fantasy, wouldn't it, Weasley? Me wearing a thong..." At this Ron keeled over and lay twitching on the floor for a few minutes before he was able to support his own weight again.

"Look, Draco, why don't you just give us the dolls, we're...um...doing an experiment." Harry was glancing around nervously, looking for a way to get his precious friends back.

Draco's smirk became wide again and he strode nobly over to their corner. "An experiment that involves tea? Or, should I say, no tea?" He said, chuckling into the empty teakettle that sat in front of them.

Hermione blushed a light pink and tried to cover up their mistake. "Well, er, we were going to...um...get some later. Yes, that's it. We were doing an experiment for transfiguration and we thought we might get thirsty."

"Oh really, Granger? Transfigure this." And with that he took a small violet bunny out from under

his robes (which made Ron keel over again) and sat it on the table. "Transformantulas!"

Ron could be heard screaming like a little girl as a purple 2-centimeter spider crawled toward him. "HUNNY BUNNY! NOOOOOOOO!!!"

Hermione picked up the spider with two fingers and pointed her wand at it. "Miel lapin." she uttered, and instantly Hunny Bunny was back.

Harry, who had since been staring at a wall pouting, suddenly thought of why Draco would be doing this. "Draco, you want to join our tea party, don't you? Come on, you know you do!"

Draco grinned for a moment, then covered it up, trying to act cool and casual. "Why on earth would I want to do that? And what tea party? I thought you were doing experiments. What, you need an extra person to keep your dollies in check?"

Harry grimaced; he had given away their secret. "Well, you don't have to..."

Draco looked entirely horrified at the thought, and the words rushed out of his mouth as he talked. "No, no, I'll join you, you might need someone to...ermmmm...keep watch? I mean, you don't want Neville or someone to see you. Of course, if it was Neville, it wouldn't really matter, he's got a few dirty secrets too..."

At this Ron had to run to the bathroom at full speed.

Draco looked satisfied, and he emptied his pockets of an old, worn doll and a very dirty looking stuffed raccoon. "Now that we've gotten rid of the Weasel, should we start?"

Harry gave a sideways glance at Hermione, the dolls, then Draco, and stood up very regally in said in a strong, clear voice, " We now call the fifth annual tea party to order. Er... Draco, please stop molesting Miss Gingham Doll. No, not Hunny bunny either." At this Ron walked back in as Harry continued. "And don't even think about touching my Cooner!"

Exit Ron at full speed to the bathroom again.

"Well," said Draco. "What do you do at these...tea parties?"

Harry chuckled inwardly. So incompetent was Draco... "We mostly talk...like this. Hello Cooner, what a fine day it is! So, how has life been treating you? Oh really? A promotion? That's wonderful!"

Draco looked awkwardly at Miss Gingham doll. "Erm...that's a nice, er, dress you're wearing. But you know, you could wash it once in a while, it's very dirty. What? You like my devilishly good looks? Why thank you so much. A little tip for you: if you cross your legs a little more, you'll look more lady-like. Like this." And Draco crossed his right leg over his left knee.

Hermione grimaced. "Yes, I think you'll fit in just fine, Draco..."