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100 Drabbles until WW3 breaks out at Hogwarts - Sa13+ Made by the wonderful JackManequin at Fire and Ice Also known as: the ups and downs of Everett Sutherland, Amy Samson and Sammy Starr Disclaimer: Me, Dory and Sammy are very cool people, but we own none of the Hogwartians world 1. Herbology 2. 42/100 Holidays Amy sat opposite the brown curly haired boy who had just tripped her and then insulted her. And her feet. Bloody boy. But frankly, two could play at that game “Perleeeaze yours are what a size...1834? Wheras me, a size 5”. She didn’t feel the need to add “perfect”, it was obvious anyway, he just looked at her, a sarcastic smile on his face “Close enough” She grinned at him, glad he wasn’t boring and could take a joke. So many people couldn’t today. Anyway. She looked at the menu up and down “What are you having?” |
Fifth Year ”What do you want?” Amy snapped from behind her Narnian book ”Nothing, just thought you’d be interested in seeing me go off at the pureblood douchebag known as Everett?” the blonde said innocently inspecting her nails. Amy considered it for a moment before asking ”Will he be slapped at some point?” ”I plan on it. Depends on whether he runs away like a little girl or not, which I’m hoping for but it probably won’t happen” she said in a wee bit of a disappointed tone. ”Can we stop by the kitchens first? I want popcorn” ”Of course” |
Amy, Sammy and Everett sat in the hard backed chairs outside the headmaster’s office, faces red, no one talking to each other and all staring intently infront of them. Finally Sammy broke the silence "I’m going to kill you Samson" "Don’t blame me!" Amy snapped indignant, "blame him" she jabbed her thumb towards Everett "Oh the potato can talk can it?" Everett sniped pettily “YOU CAN’T CALL ME THAT!” Amy shouted at him “Why not?” “Because you’re a bum” “Aaaaaand I’m the only one who can call her that” Sammy put in helpfully “Samson, Sutherland, Starr, in here!” |
Sixth Year The three musketeers, well at least that’s what Sammy liked to call them, sat just out of reach of the whomping willow with a stash of food that Amy and Sammy had managed to snag from the kitchens. ”What do ya reckon your patronus is?” Sammy asked the other two, taking a bite out of a jammy dodger Amy was the first to pipe up with ”A purple dinosaur, obviously” she still had a thing for dinosaurs that were purple ”a hobbit” Everett said jokingly ”what about you?” ”a panda” Sammy said ”Because all they do is eat, and that’s what I do” made sense to her |
Finally found time to write one :) Sixth year “Did you guys do the potions homework?” Everett asked. “Yes.” Amy said. “Duh, we don't wanna get in trouble,” Sammy added. “Well I kind of forgot to, so do you think I could copy one of yours?!” Everett begged. He really didn’t want to face the consequences of not doing his homework. Sammy didn’t seem to consider it too much, but Amy did. “Well, if next Hogsmeade trip you buy all the sweets I want for me, I will let you use the information in mine, though no promises it’s right.” She offered. “Oh Merlin thank you!” He said completely relieved, mini-glomping her. |
Amy sat in the library, pouring over the History of Magic book, she wasn’t the only one. The library was jam packed with seventh years, cramming for their NEWTs, when two people, one blonde and one curly brown, pushed their way past the people and sat down next to Amy “Go away” she muttered, not looking up at them “Amy come on it’s the weekend, you need some sort of life” “No. I need to pass these so I can have a life” Amy insisted “Amy” “No. Go away” “But-“ “LALALAALAL CAN’T HEAR YOU!” “Amy...” “LALALALA IGNORING YOU!” |
Fifth Year Sort of continued from my last one >__< Sammy and Amy, who was carrying popcorn, basically searched the whole school before they found the dark haired fro-boy they were looking for sitting in the courtyard trying to tune his guitar which Amy had done a very good job of destroying. ”I need to talk to you” Sammy said angrily, hands on hips and all. ”What’s she doing here?” he asked, looking at Amy and protecting his guitar ”I wanna watch, she said you might get slapped or run away like a little girl” ”DOES IT MATTER WHY SHE'S HERE?!” Sammy yelled furiously. She had been holding it back for a while now and it just seemed to burst out of nowhere, surprising both Amy and Everett. ”YOU’RE BOTH BLIND, I SWEAR” |
Continued from Sammy’s “Angry” ”DOES IT MATTER WHY SHE'S HERE?!” Sammy burst out ”YOU’RE BOTH BLIND, I SWEAR!” Amy raised an startled eyebrow at the slightly red faced girl in front of her who was breathing heavily, “been wanting to say that for a while?” She asked, still a little befuddled. “Shush” was Sammy’s unhelpful reply “Okay then....” Everett said from his corner, still protecting his guitar, Amy shot a glare at him “Shut your face Sutherland” “Why don’t you shut yours Samson? Oh that’s right, you’ll die if everything’s not about you!” Sammy just stared at them, and smacked her head |
Fifth Year Beginning of the drama “YEAH? I HATE YOU TOO!” Amy yelled looking extremely offended, before storming off in the opposite direction. Sammy just stood there with an confused look on her face, trying to catch up on what had just happened, Everett had sung her a song. A very sweet song. Then Amy had come around the corner, killed Everett’s guitar then yelled, and stormed off. By the time she had thought through all that she looked up to catch a glimpse of Everett running after Amy, yelling at her to slow down. ”I really need a pensieve” she said to herself, before walking in the opposite direction to them, with a look on her face that usually only appeared after a rather confusing episode of Doctor Who. |
"Whats the point of muggle studies?" Everett Laboured as they all sat down on a bench, Amy and Sammy crouched over their homework "If you wern’t such a bigoted pureblood and actually turned up to the lesson, then you might know" Sammy muttered, swapping over her quills "Yeah, it does help to be in the lesson, besides this one was fun" "Whatever, reading books isn’t fun" "It is when its children’s books" Amy and Sammy nodded looking up, before turning to one another "what book are you doing for homework by the way Sammy?" Amy asked "Bridge. Duh" |
Sixth year “Wanna play truth or dare?” Sammy asked, on a complete sugar-high one warm weekend, as they sat under a tree in the grounds of Hogwarts. “Yes,” Amy said enthusiastically. Everett sighed, "Fine.” “Okay, I’ll start. Everett, truth or dare?” Everett thought quickly. To tell a secret, or do a ridiculous dare... “Dare,” Everett replied. “I dare you to... Kiss a llama,” Sammy said. “... Really?” Everett and Amy said, looking at Sammy oddly. “I’m serious,” Sammy said, looking at them with a serious look. “I know that, but where are you planning on finding a llama for me to kiss?” Everett asked. “I haven’t planned that yet.” “Figures.” |
Sixth year Sammy and Amy stared at Everett in silence. “What happened to your hair!?!? Amy shouted in shock, staring at his gelled down hair. “I’m trying a new style.” Everett said, nervously touching his hair. “How much gel did you have to use to get that hair down?” Sammy asked. “A lot.” “Your hair is just oozing with gel...” Amy said, going to touch it before Everett slapped her hand away annoyed. “Leave it alone, do you know how long it took to do this?” “Clearly a lot, for it to be oozing that much gel,” Sammy added, and Everett rolled his eyes. |
Admitedly, Amy hadn’t seen this coming. Though really, had anyone? The fact that Tate had suddenly been replaced, if only for a short time had been a shocker, even more so that Lord Borr was running the shop, and certainly that he’d decided to send them camping, and so now, Amy was sitting, bolt upright in a tent, with Sammy, Everett and Aaron, and certainly not that her sleeping bag would of flooded. That had not been planned. The brunette crawled over to Everett, with her sheepy pajamas on and snuggled into his sleeping bag “Mine flooded” “Whatever...” |
Seventh Year "DOCTOR!" came a very high pitched squeal from a rather scared Sammy wearing a lot of yellow, just returning from a Quidditch match. She managed to run into two people in her panic "what the hell did you do?" Amy asked, helping the blonde off the floor "d-d-doctor" Sammy managed to reply pointing in the direction she had came from "A doctor? What's so scary about a doctor?" Everett asked, dusting himself off. Sammy ran into him too much Amy rolled her eyes at his carelessness before telling her friend "It's just a boggart Sammy" |
Sixth Year Continued from Dory's "Ooze" "But you gotta wash it out" Sammy continued, crossing her arms over her chest. "Why?" Everett asked looking a little hurt, it had taken him so long to get it to stay down and so much gel. "because it looks all greasy. Like you haven't washed it for a year" she said then adding "and everyone is gaping at it" a bit more quietly "because it's so amazing" he insisted "I don't think it's that bad" Amy said, going to touch it again but being whacked away yet again. Sammy rolled her eyes before muttering "Yeah, only 'cause you wanna snog his face off" but she got whacked over the head by the brunette |
Amy and Sammy wandered down the corridor, avidly chatting away about the new FIT History of Magic teacher, and with Amy squealing her head off about him and Sammy just staring at Amy doubtfully as she bounced and squealed “Amy, shut up for two minutes” Sammy said, wacking her friend around the arm “But you cannot deny that he is beautiful. His hair, his eyes, I mean you look at him and it’s like ooooh” Amy said, going slightly weak at the knees at the memory. And then they rounded the corner “What happened to your hair!?!?” |
Amy and Sammy sat on the bench, engrossed in their homework and trying not to look up at the morose boy who was sitting head down next to the lake. Eventually Sammy nudged Amy “What are you going to do?” Sammy whispered in Amy’s ear “Nothing” the brunette snapped back “But this is your fault” Sammy hissed at her “HOW is this my fault?!” Amy retorted angrily “Well, you shouldn’t of...you know, said that stuff. Wait Amy!” But Amy was already walking over to the boy “What do you want Amy?” Everett muttered, ignoring her as she sat |
Fifth year “I really regret telling you about my allergy now,” Everett said, rubbing his head where he had a headache, as he sat beside Sammy and Amy in the Hospital Wing. “It was all Sammy, don’t blame me,” Amy said. “You deserved it really. We knew you wouldn’t die, only would get a bit sick. You have no reason to be getting all angry at us,” Sammy added. “No reason? You knew I was allergic to strawberries, yet you force fed me strawberries, knowing that I would turn into this,” Everett said, pointing at the red itchy spots covering him. Sammy sighed, rolling her eyes. |
“So lemme get this straight” Sammy said slowly, staring at Amy like she was an absolute idiot. Which she was “you nearly have the perfect romantic snog with the one of the fittest in the year, and you ran away?” “It seems so” Amy said, going red “You’re mad” “Yes” “So” Everett said, piping up at last “Does this mean that your single now?” “Not for you” Amy snapped, narrowing her eyes “I wasn’t saying anything” Everett insisted, ignoring Sammy’s rolling eyes “One day, you’ll realise you two are perfect for each other” Then Amy threw something “OWW” |
Amy ran up to CURLYHAIRED boy as she spotted him around the corner on the third floor “EVEEEEEREEEEET” she cried, grabbing hold of him arm and whirling him around “Amy?” Everett said, wary of the brunette who was suddenly was at the end of his arm, twirling it, fluttering her lashes as she looked up at him “Evvvv, you know how you love me-“ “Except I don’t” “You do, so shush, anyway, you know how you love me” “Like I say, I don’t” “JUST SHUT UP KAY?!” “Kay” “Come dress robe shopping with me” “No” “Pleeeaassse?” “No” “EV!” |
Seventh Year Sammy was doing something rather idiotic, which wasn’t out of the norm but either way she was playing a game she liked to call “Jump and Duck”, where you either jump over the Whomping Willow’s branches or duck under them as they came hurtling towards you. ”Come ON!” she yelled back to the hill that had three people sitting on it waiting for the blonde to injure herself. ”It’s easy!” ”If you’re part monkey!” Amy yelled back ”Come on, we have to leave tomorrow you might as well have some fun.”She called, jumping over a branch before turning to those on the hill ”And furthermore, we’re seventh years so it should like us now” then the willow tripped her over. |
“Hey you two” Everett said, rounding the corridor and spotting Amy and Sammy sitting next to each other, chatting about Doctor Who like a normal day with them, they turned their head, narrowing their eyes “Yes?” “You know, National Hug a Slytherin Day is tomorrow” Everett said, nodding his head “Yes” They shrugged before turning back to their conversations “I’m volunteering for a hug” Everett pouted, ego bruised “and you don’t want one from me” *pout* “No” “Well, I’m insulted” Everett said, still hoping for pity “If you can’t debate about Daleks, go away” Everett loped off pouting |
“So who’s your date to the ball?” Aaron asked, tagging along next to Amy and Sammy as they made their way to charms “If I tell you will you go away?” Sammy asked, hands on hips as she looked at him “Errrr, yeah” Aaron nodded, still jogging after them as they speeded their pace, their blonde and brown melding into one running blur “coooome ooooooon” he tried “I’m unfit!” They slowed so he could catch up “So?” “Its none of your buis” “Amy?” “Obviously Everett” Sammy put in “Actually, it’s not!” Amy snapped, going red faced “Wait, wut?!” |
Sixth Year Continued from Alice’s “Yule Ball” ”I’m not going with Everett, because I don’t like him in that way” Amy said crossing her arms across her chest ”Excuse us a moment Aaron” Sammy said before dragging her into the nearest empty classroom ”but you obviously do like him, and he OBVIOUSLY likes you back. I’ve been saying that for almost a year now” ”Well I’m not going with him” ”I’m surprised he didn’t ask you, he said he would” she said, a little defeated. ”He did ask” Amy muttered quietly but loud enough for Sammy to hear ”AND YOU TURNED HIM DOWN?! ARE YOU CRAZY?!” she yelled shaking her friend’s shoulders. |
Continued from Sammy's "Act" Was she crazy? Possibly. “I’m not” Amy muttered, folding her arms, “I just....have my own mind and I’m not a mush brain like you!” Amy retorted, glaring at Sammy “Perleeeeze Amy, you’re just a stubborn mule!” Sammy sighed, rolling her eyes “I am not; you’re the one who’s all.....MUGGLE!” Amy burst out “OI!” Sammy snapped, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN!” “.....” “Well?” “You’re waaay too into romances” Amy mumbled, staring at her feet “So that makes me muggle?” Sammy asked, raising an eyebrow at Amy “I didn’t think that one through” “It shows” Sammy laughed, prodding her friend sharply |
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