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 Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 2:25 pm
Ok since no one has posted in here yet I thought I would have a contest to try to get members inspired. I will list several themes you are allowed to draw and/or write about. You only have to pick one.
THEMES:
arrow Dumbledore and his love of lemon drops.
arrow Sprout Vs. the Devil's Snare.
arrow Snape tries out shampoo.
arrow Hagrid gets a new pet.
When you are done with your picture or your story just post it below. Good luck!!!
Oh, the deadline is October 13th and the prize is a monthly item.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 7:08 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 9:47 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 3:21 am
Nice work on the Dumbledore! XD
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 10:08 pm
I'll get right on it!!! 3nodding
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 8:39 pm
My entry is in green... just something I came up with last minute.
"Hey Snape get some shampoo!"
"Your hair looks extremely greasy today Snape wash it!"
The taunts and shouts had followed Snape all day. "I'll freaking show them," he thought as as he marched angrily through Diagon Alley, looking for a store that sold shampoo. Finaly he walked into a store called "Wizard's Basic Needs for and a Muggle Life"
"Hello, I would like a bottle of shampoo please," he said at the counter to a young looking witch. "Aisle two, sir," she said calmly and he walked off glowering down the aisle. Looking at the shelves he finally picked one that looked right and went back to the counter.
"Did you find everything you need, sir?" she said politetly as she looked at the price. He merely glared and shoved two galleons into her open hand.
Apparating home, he jumped in the shower and read the instructions. Massage gently into scalp for best results Opening the bottle he dumped the whole thing on his head and commenced on massaging it. Soon it was lathered up and started dripping down the sides of his face, startled by the feel of the bubbles he opened his eyes only to scream in pain. "Theres soap in my eyes!!!" Jumping out of the bathtub he tripped over the rug, smashing his already crooked nose into the floor. He scremed in pain again and scrambled toward the sink and turned on the faucet. Blood and soap slid down the drain as angry screms growled in his throat.
"That is the last time I ever do that," he declared drying himself off after he had cleaned up.
The following morning at school, his hair was clean and soft. The children watched with amazement as he walked into th room and dipped his head into a nearby cauldron. His hair was immeditelt plastered to his head again. "Fifteen points from gryffindor for each kid who told me to wash my hair," he stated before starting the class.
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 10:53 am
Snape was once again the laughing subject of every student in school due to his greasy hair, and once again he was becoming extremely irritated. At Breakfast he merely gave deathly glares at Harry and Ron who could not keep their laugh to themselves. Hermione felt sorry for the poor man actually, although she knew he literally despised her.
When Potions class was on the way, the Golden trio sat down and Harry and Ron began mocking Snapes hair. “Would you two be quiet !” Hermione hissed at them clearly displeased of the childish reactions they were having. Snape had heard her and felt extremely annoyed of the filthy know-it-all who had defended him.
“Miss Granger, I can perfectly take care of myself, so please stop mothering the world around you!” He paused giving her a deathly glare. “As for you two…” He looked at the two young men who were stifling their giggles. “That will be 50 points…” He started as Ron began to mumble his hatred towards his professor. “For each of you from Gryffindor” he added growling at the two.
As class finished, Hermione waited until the whole class was out of the door. She was still sitting at her place. Snape was sitting at his desk and looked at her intently. “What do you want?!” He spat. “I wanted to give you this.” She paused forcing a shy smile. “Use it well…” She finished as she placed a white bottle on his desk. She walked out of the door and Snape merely looked at the plastic thing standing on his desk. He growled at himself of even having the thought of looking what she left him. But soon curiosity took over and he picked up the bottle. It read something like 2 in 1 shampoo, it will leave your hair shiny, silky and smooth. He cursed himself and his curiosity, and especially cursed the insufferable know-it-all for giving him such filthy muggle thing.
When the evening came, he took a long shower and despite his efforts of staying away from the white plastic bottle, he found himself washing his hair : something he hadn’t done in years. He was familiar with shampoo but thought it was a waste of time. The smell of the product was a mixture of vanilla and coconut. Curse that filthy know-it-all, it’s a girl’s shampoo, he thought biting his bottom lip.
The next morning, he took a shower and washed his hair again, because despite the smell, he actually thoroughly enjoyed washing his hair. He dried himself and got dressed. He walked into the Great Hall where students and teachers sat eating their breakfast. When he walked in, all stared at him in awe, except Hermione who was smiling. His hair was clean and shiny, it looked smooth and soft. His black hair was so beautiful. Hermione was proud of herself. But as he walked by the students, he gave a deathly glare to Hermione whose smile fainted and gulped.
Once in class, Ron and Harry couldn’t help but smell the scent of shampoo lingering in the classroom. It was the same one as Hermione, they could tell. They began laughing and mumbling “Maybe we should get him the perfume that goes with it!”. They were laughing so hard their stomachs were hurting. "Maybe he's gone gay..." Ron added laughing heartily. Hermione walked in at the very same moment, heard the mumbling and looked straight up to Snape who seemed extremely irritated. He looked at Hermione with such dark eyes that she felt like melting and disappearing right now.
“One hundered points for Miss Granger for not minding her own business….”
Everyone who was already in class just stared at her, and the her two best friends were mumbling on something like “Stupid git! Why aren’t you defending yourself?....”.
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Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2007 1:39 am
Anyone else want to enter? You still have time!!!
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2007 3:01 am
Ok nice entries. I will announce the winner after the new collectables are released! Thanks for taking part.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 9:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 7:02 pm
Ok, I finally got one of the vice captains to help me pick a winner. Here is the results!
1st Place - Wolf-Soul-Reaper MC prize
2nd Place - Lepusia 500g Prize
3rd Place - aidarocks! 100g prize
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