With a small bang of displaced air, a twelve-year-old girl appeared, carrying what might have been a laptop computer, if laptops had eyestalks and jointed legs. She looked around, an increasingly annoyed expression on her face, and groaned.
“Definitely not the Crossings,” Dairine sighed, and opened the cover of the computer. “Spot? Could you show me the transit routine? Something went wrong.” Obediently, the computer displayed a complex diagram, and the girl sat down with the laptop in her lap to examine it. “Nah, looks alright. Any idea where we are?” Again, the requested data displayed itself. The girl frowned.
Scotland? How in heck had she ended up in Scotland? She shouldn’t have been anywhere near Earth! She’d never messed up a transit like this, especially not with Spot’s help. Her dad was going to kill her, followed by Nita, and possibly Tom and Carl, if she didn’t die of embarrassment, first. Sker’ret, who she was supposed to be meeting, would probably die laughing.
Closing the lid of the computer, she looked around again, and picked up an application, examining it. With a shrug, she pulled a ballpoint pen out of her pocket and began to fill it out.
1. What is your favorite cheese? Why is it your favorite?
Individually packaged Swiss. Goes well with bologna.
2. Who would you kill first, Barney or Carrottop?
I’ve been here five minutes, and you’re already asking me to violate my Oath? Though I could make a case for Barney interfering with other people’s growth. I guess I could blow him up.
3. What time is it where you are?
8:25 A.M.
4. If you were Albus Dumbledore returned from the dead, which member of the Order of the Phoenix would you sexually harass? How would you harass them? If you are Albus Dumbledore, please answer as if you were Sirius Black.
Probably Sirius. He seems least likely to freak and press charges or something.
5. If you are pushing to be in:
A. Slytherin - please state the clever, witty name of the bar in which you bartend, in the dark.
I’d call it Chao’s. In the hope that someone would find the meaning of life there.
B. Gryffindor - Debate whether Harry should ultimately end up married to Fred or George. Use examples from a variety of world mythologies to bolster your argument.
Only twins I can think of off the top of my head in Mythology are Romulus and Remus, so he should marry whichever one founds a city.
Or wait - the One’s Champion and the Lone Power are sometimes considered twins. If we use that reference, I’d have to say that Harry should marry whichever one didn’t invent death.
C. Ravenclaw - You guys are supposed to be smart. Explain why my desk is inundated with paperwork at all times, even though I’m constantly disposing of it.
You’re obviously a terribly disorganized person. And you don’t have any Rirhait for friends. I had about five years of old homework in my room, and Sker’ret ate it all in about ten minutes.
D. Hufflepuff - Prove you are not useless.
I don’t know when anyone last accused me of being useless. Well, maybe Nita, but she’s my sister. I am a wizard - and I may be past Ordeal levels, but my power levels are still pretty impressive.
6. Offer a bribe to the members of this community so that they will not squib you. Items used in bribery do not necessarily have to belong to the person offering the bribe. Do not threaten us rather than offering a bribe. A threat indicates you either don't really want to be here, or don't have enough sense to answer the question properly. The hat will automatically squib you, regardless of other votes, if you do.
Um… do you like bologna sandwiches? I’ve got enough stuff for about eight or nine. And some lemon soda.
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