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Happy Birthday to ME! [Apr. 30th, 2005|11:13 am]
Par usual for Jereth he'd found a way to make his party a bit over the top and also get Professor Malfoy far far away.

So far they'd gotten three house elves magically stuck to the wall for a game of pin the sock. It was rather unfortunate that they'd had to use a silencing charm on them, he love to know what kind of curses they'd driven the disgusting things too.

Someone had gotten had the furniture to levitate around the room like a muggle fun park ride and he really had to find out who figured out how to make all the goblets switch there contents around as he watched a rather drunken Tom go stumbling by.

Jereth spat, darn his had just switched to eggnog, well at least he hoped that was eggnog. Just then a group of second years ran up to him.

"We got another kid on the list!" one stated proudly, as another one handed him a picture of one of the many resident mudbloods completely naked.

Jereth laughed a little as the photo-student squirmed and tried to conceal herself. "Excellent now go make copies and post them up around the school." Jereth thought his scavenger hunt was the best idea he'd improved from the muggle way yet.

Now where did Tom go with his rum?
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After the Feast. . . (I'm so creative with titles) [Apr. 2nd, 2005|10:32 am]
After much partying and Acacia harping at him about the whole Hagrid thing it was time for bed or at least Jereth thought that until Tom woke him up again.

"What?" Jereth whined groggily as he sat up in bed. Tom just held out a picture of a scantly clad woman at him. It was a very un-Tom-like thing to do Jereth thought confusedly.

Then his eyes snapped fully open, "Is that Pomfrey!?" Jereth gasped trying to snatch the picture away from Tom, but the other boy pulled it away.

"Come on we have work to do." Tom said with a mischievous grin.
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The Feast. . . [Mar. 28th, 2005|03:38 pm]
Jereth took the steps up to Hogwarts main entrance two at time. All the students (minus the first years) were already in the great hall. Jereth paused for a moment at the door, he spotted Ogg, the groundskeepers, lumbering up the path. Jereth decided he may want to wait just out of sight for a moment.

Ogg ran past him sure enough and entered Hogwarts bellowing, "The first years are in the lake!"

Jereth could hear Dippet respond, "Aren't they supposed to be in the lake?"

"No, I mean," Ogg continued, "they're not in the boats! They're in the lake!"

There was a general confused jabbering and then someone, Jereth assumed it was the Hufflepuff head, "Maybe we should join them?"

"Bloody hell!" Professor Malfoy yelled then came storming out of the main hall fallowed by Dippet, Ogg, the rest of the heads.

After they passed Jereth crept into the great hall completely drenched with his hair plastered to his head. In all actuality he'd only flipped one boat over. Full of filthy mudbloods that were in serious need of a bath, but then they had tried to climb into the other boats and it all went down hill from there. Jereth wondered if Ogg would recall that he'd offered to help him lead the first years across the lake.

For a second he tried to feign innocence then he realized how obvious it was that he was soaking wet. "Oh well." he muttered while trying to spy out Tom at the Slytherin table.
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(no subject) [Mar. 19th, 2005|01:46 am]
"Jereth?" The manager of Grimm's Books called, knowing that whenever his boss's son disappeared it lead to trouble.

"Yes?" Jereth responded in a singsong voice from behind a stack of books.

The shop keeper looked around trying to pinpoint where the voice had come from. "What are you doing?" He asked trying to sound conversational while wishing he could ring the bloody git's neck.

"Have ya ever heard of a muggle invention called dominoes?" Jereth asked as he continued making a trail of books around the shop.

"No," The shop keeper replied, "enlighten me."

Jereth shrugged, "Okay." He laughed tipping over the first book.

As books began tumbling over throughout the shop its manager realized that 'dominoes' was a very wicked thing. "Blast boy, this'll take years to clean up!" The shop keeper shouted as the last stack of books toppled over revealing a rather smug young man.

"Yeah," Jereth sighed kicking over a pile of books, "that's the problem with muggle stuff. It takes them forever to set things up, when its so easy to knock them down."

It took everything the shop keeper had to restrain himself from smacking the kid. "Why don't you go see if your little friends have arrived yet." He said with difficulty.

"I'm sure they'll come by here eventually." Jereth replied smoothly, as he sat down on the edge of the sales counter. "I'll just stay here and watch you clean up." The boy said with a wicked smile as he fetched up a random book on Death Omens.
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