EEFFD Melan Giliah Sa9+

First EEFFD: Dare by Biochemkris written by see the above

* Someone has a craving for pie (you choose what kind)
* Snape must play a role (big or small)
* You should include the following items: hairspray, a watch, and a banana

On a rainy Sunday morning, under the enchanted Hogwarts ceiling, breakfast was being served. Hermione rushed in to the Great Hall towing Ron and Harry along. “Come on, you guys. They’ll be out of pie else.” Ron and Harry looked at each other with a look expressing nothing less but “She’s freaking out again. Help!” They seated themselves at the House table just in time to take the last pie. Hermione looked at her piece with longing and when the pie was almost touching her lips, a voice behind her snarled: “Give me that pie, Miss Granger”
“But professor Snape, it’s the last one and I really would like to eat it.” Professor Snape smirked and said in a mock tone “That’s exactly why I want you to give it to me but if you insist on eating it… I’ll just have to take, let’s say, 350 points from Griffyndor.” “But Professor we’d lose almost all our points then.” Hermione tried holding her tears back. “Well, Miss Granger, Gryffindor’s fate lies in your hands then.” Hermione started crying, she handed the pie reluctantly and ran off. Snape looked at his watch: “Perfect timing. Well, you’ll excuse me I have a pie to eat in the dungeons.”
Harry and Ron were just too shocked to talk or move. How could Snape steal Hermione’s pie when she obviously wanted it so much? They had to punish him and they would. “Come on, Ron, to the common room” Ron took all the bananas within his reach and took them along.
Once at the portrait of the Fat Lady they were prompted for the password: “Banana pie” Harry had said it clearly, so the portrait opened. At the same time Harry started envying Ron for having all those bananas. Slowly Harry realised “Ron, the password has been hexed” “What?” Ron was eating a banana. “It’s obvious all Gryffindors are craving pie or bananas and coincidentally the password to our common room is banana pie. It makes sense. We have two things to do: first we have to punish Snape for taking Hermione’s pie, secondly we have to found who put the hex on the password and find something to counter it.” “Aren’t that three things?” Ron asked this with his face contorted to something like deep thought. “Hermione? Are you in here?” Hermione rushed over, yelling “Do you have pie?” Ron ate his banana and looked at the peeling. Harry seemed to notice and said “Ron, you’re a genius. We’ll use this banana peeling to make a trap.” Hermione was confused “A trap to get pie?” “No, a trap to defend your pie from Snape. Oh and Hermione, the password to the common room has been hexed. That’s why people are craving bananas or pie.” “ Harry, honestly, I’m not craving bananas or pie.” Harry furrowed his eyebrows but tried to remain quiet. “The idea is to place the banana peeling in a strategic spot, so that Snape slips over it and as the peeling whizzes off Snape gets hairspray all over him. What do you think? “. “ Hairspray, that’d be terrible. The pie would be ruined!” Hermione was overacting but Harry suddenly had an idea on how possibly to save his fellow Griffyndors from their cravings.
The trio put up the trap. Hermione kept worrying about the pie when Snape could be heard from afar singing: “I’ve got pie, and it’s mine. I’m going to eat it all alone” Snape was dancing around. Until….the banana peeling made him slip and the hairspray sprayed Snape’s hair into a fly-away haircut. “What is going on?” Snape was yelling down the corridor. “ Why am I holding pie? I don’t like pie. I….Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh!” Snape had crossed an unwelcoming sight, namely a mirror. “ What happened to my hair?! If I find whoever did this I’ll….” Snape walked off mumbling to himself. Harry and Ron came out of their hiding place, Hermione was crying: “ The pie is ruined and Snape doesn’t like pie and….” Harry had taken the hairspray from the wall. “ Hermione, don’t hate me for this.” And Harry sprayed Hermione’s hair in the hairdo Snape just received. “Harry! Why did you do that? Look at me.” “ Hermione, do you feel like having some pie?” Harry asked very smoothly. “ Harry this is no moment for pie, for heaven’s sake. You just ruined my hair.” Ron looked dumbfounded and realised he was out of bananas while Harry smiled broadly. “Well, I rescues number one, now up to number two. Ron?” “Yes? Whaaaattt?” Ron got sprayed. “ What am I doing with all these banana peelings?” Harry started laughing real hard under the glares of Ron and Hermione. Still hiccoughing Harry said: “ I have to explain something. Remember your pie and banana craving? “ “No.” “ Well you had one three seconds ago both of you, as well as most of Gryffindors, which still have these cravings. I found out that the password was hexed so that anyone saying near the Fat Lady would get a craving for pie or bananas, whichever they disliked most. Thanks to your reaction to the hairspray-trap, Hermione, I realised that the antidote for the craving was hairspray. So all that’s left for us is to spray all the Gryffindors with hairspray.” Hermione and Ron were shocked. “ Harry do you have a plan for this? Well, doesn’t matter I do. Lets try it the muggle way. And so they installed a typical muggle trap using hairsprays instead of buckets. And every Gryffindor passing the portrait was being freed of their craving. All’s well that ends well. * and I want banana pie*

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Well, that's it. Hope you enjoyed because I certainly enjoyed writing it.
Love,
Melan

I mean... *ahem*

Welcome, officially, to the Evil Elite. Your blood oath papers have been sent by owl. This was good and evil.

By the way, in future, put the dare at the end of your post, so it doesn't distract the reader from the story.

Story...
yadda yadda....
the end.

This was so-and-so's dare, which was:
etc..

Welcome. Go forth and be evil. Dare.

Thank you for welcoming me. *bows*
I'll keep the advice in mind.

Love,
Melan