*The Golden Trio Got Pranked To Be Covered By Slime By Some Random Slytherin’s*

*The Golden trio got pranked to be covered by slime by some random Slytherin’s*

Ron, picking slime off his robe: I hate these new guys, they’re worse then Malfoy.

Hermione, trying to brush it out of her hair: I know, it actually makes me kinda miss him.

Harry, wiping the slime off his glasses: Yeah, where even is he? He normally bothers us by now.

Draco, popping out of nowhere: WELL WELL, IF IT ISNT HOGWARTS LOCAL LOSE-*insult dies out as he noticed the slime on them.

Draco, confused: Have I gotten to you guys already? *checks watch* It’s only 10AM, there is no way I’ve gotten to you three yet.

Harry: It wasn’t you, it was some other Slytherin.

Draco: Oh. I didn’t know we did that.

Harry: What?

Draco, rushing his words: Is this payback because I hexed Longbottom, I swear it didn’t mean anything. He just happened to be there and I was frustrated because Flitwick failed me and-

Golden trio, look at eachother confused: ummm…

Draco, actually hurt: I just really thought our relationship meant more than that.

Ron: We didn’t choose for them to torment us.

Draco, understanding: Ahh, I get. Who exactly did this to you three?

Hermione: *whispers their names into Draco’s ear*

Draco, nods in understanding: Thank you, I guess I’ll see you guys later.*begins to walk away*

Harry, yells after him: AREN’T YOU GONNA INSULT US?

Draco, solemnly: You know, I’m not really feeling it today.

Hermione: He sounds really sad.

Harry & Ron: Yeah, I kinda feel bad.

*Later in the Great Hall*

Draco, standing on top of the Slytherin table: IT HAS COME TO MY ATTENTION THAT ONE OF YOU *indicating to all the Slytherin’s* ASSHOLES, THINK YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO PICK ON THE SO CALLED “GOLDEN TRIO” AND LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, IM THEIR BULLY AND I HAVE BEEN THEIR BULLY FOR 4 YEARS, GET WITH THE SYSTEM. ANYONE WHO TRIES THAT SHIT AGAIN, IS GONNA MEET MY FATHER AND THE END OF MY WAND. AM I UNDERSTOOD!!

Everyone: *silence*

Draco, sits back down: Good, enjoy your meal.

Mcgonagall, to Snape: I’m not sure if I should be happy or not.

Snape: I assure you, this is a good thing.