Ficlet: The Five Practical Applications of Salt
Title: The Five Practical Applications of Salt
Summary: Er...Shenanigans of the Gryffindor hooligan variety
Characters/Pairings: The Brothers Prewett , James Potter, Sirius Black
Genre: Humor
Rating/Warnings: G
Word Count: 399
A/N: I would like to thank musicgeekgirl26 for getting me back in the writing game with her one word prompt of "salt." I was very tempted to write a list, with one of its uses being exterminating restless spirits...
Hastily scribbled on the chalkboard, beneath the neat calligraphy that read 'Detention,' was 'Five Practical Applications of Salt: A Field Guide by Gideon and Fabian Prewett.' The two ginger haired brothers stood at the head of the classroom, looking bored as they twirled a desk in the air. Looking equally bored, the figures of Sirius Black and James Potter made their way into the classroom.
"What are you in for?" The question echoed from both ends of the room.
"Poured salt on the giant slugs-"
"And The giant slug himself. Well-"
Gideon snorted, "Didn't know he couldn't have salt. We only poured it all over his dinner-"
"And lunch. I think it was when we poured it in his tea that landed us in here." Fabian said, stroking an imaginary beard. "What d'you think I'd look like with a beard, Gid?"
"Like a git. Now what are you lot in for? I doubt it's for adding extra seasoning to McGonagall's scones and crumpets."
Sirius shrugged, "Skulking about late at night trying to get this one to not make a tit of himself in front of Lily Evans-"
"Oi, I am not a tit, I just suffer from-"
Gideon interrupted, "You are a tit, Potter.”
“You need your wits about you when it comes to birds like Lily." Fabian said, stroking his imaginary beard again. “Can’t impress her with your impressiveness
"Thank you, see, Prongs? I'm right." Sirius said, nudging James.
"Right, enough pleasantries, we're supposed to teach you the five practical applications of salt." Gideon replied, monotonous.
James and Sirius looked at each other. "It's our punishment, we're supposed to warn you two muppets about the hazards of salt and its practical application."
"But since we're not being watched-" Fabian started
"-We've learnt from our mistakes, but since we can't ever do the same prank twice-"
"Oi, you sounded very Welsh there, brother-" Fabian commented, looking surprised. He turned to "Too many summers at Gramps place."
"Are we getting a lesson, from the Prewetts?" James asked, his eyes bright.
Sirius grinned, "Moment he's been dreaming about since first year."
"You too, you sod." James muttered childishly.
Fabian grinned, "Well, this is flattering, but there will be a test."
Charyse//Gryffindor
Summary: Er...Shenanigans of the Gryffindor hooligan variety
Characters/Pairings: The Brothers Prewett , James Potter, Sirius Black
Genre: Humor
Rating/Warnings: G
Word Count: 399
A/N: I would like to thank musicgeekgirl26 for getting me back in the writing game with her one word prompt of "salt." I was very tempted to write a list, with one of its uses being exterminating restless spirits...
Hastily scribbled on the chalkboard, beneath the neat calligraphy that read 'Detention,' was 'Five Practical Applications of Salt: A Field Guide by Gideon and Fabian Prewett.' The two ginger haired brothers stood at the head of the classroom, looking bored as they twirled a desk in the air. Looking equally bored, the figures of Sirius Black and James Potter made their way into the classroom.
"What are you in for?" The question echoed from both ends of the room.
"Poured salt on the giant slugs-"
"And The giant slug himself. Well-"
Gideon snorted, "Didn't know he couldn't have salt. We only poured it all over his dinner-"
"And lunch. I think it was when we poured it in his tea that landed us in here." Fabian said, stroking an imaginary beard. "What d'you think I'd look like with a beard, Gid?"
"Like a git. Now what are you lot in for? I doubt it's for adding extra seasoning to McGonagall's scones and crumpets."
Sirius shrugged, "Skulking about late at night trying to get this one to not make a tit of himself in front of Lily Evans-"
"Oi, I am not a tit, I just suffer from-"
Gideon interrupted, "You are a tit, Potter.”
“You need your wits about you when it comes to birds like Lily." Fabian said, stroking his imaginary beard again. “Can’t impress her with your impressiveness
"Thank you, see, Prongs? I'm right." Sirius said, nudging James.
"Right, enough pleasantries, we're supposed to teach you the five practical applications of salt." Gideon replied, monotonous.
James and Sirius looked at each other. "It's our punishment, we're supposed to warn you two muppets about the hazards of salt and its practical application."
"But since we're not being watched-" Fabian started
"-We've learnt from our mistakes, but since we can't ever do the same prank twice-"
"Oi, you sounded very Welsh there, brother-" Fabian commented, looking surprised. He turned to "Too many summers at Gramps place."
"Are we getting a lesson, from the Prewetts?" James asked, his eyes bright.
Sirius grinned, "Moment he's been dreaming about since first year."
"You too, you sod." James muttered childishly.
Fabian grinned, "Well, this is flattering, but there will be a test."
Charyse//Gryffindor