Picking up the thread, A Dare Options

[McGonagall's Cat]

<title- Lavender First Picks Up The Thread>


As Lavender Brown walked down the steps to the Common Room from the Girls Dorm She noticed

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Crookshanks

playing with a piece of thread. He seemed to have found the begining end of the thread on the steps and was rolling around, tangling it into a snarled up knot. With one swat it hurled into the Common Room, where he playfully attacked it again.

Lavender was going to breakfast and not particularly interested in the thread, until it wrapped around her ankle as she tried to walk over to her best friend Parvati Patil who was sitting near the fire waiting for her.

"What is that?" Parvati asked as Lavender untangled her foot.

"I don't know what's going on with it. I just noticed Hermione's cat playing with it on the steps over there." She answered pointing toward the stairs.

Parvati picked it up, noticing that it ran out of the room through the Portrait Hole. Since Crookshanks had lost interest and was now sitting on the rug near the fire licking his paw, she began to wrap the loose thread around and around the knot, forming a tiny ball.
She and Lavender followed the thread along, through the opening, down the hallway, wrapping the thread around the small ball as they went. They chattered on about having been invited to Trelawney's room for a private reading later that day.

"I can hardly wait!" giggled Lavender. "I just know she's going to tell me that cute Ravenclaw boy is destined to be in my future!"

"Well, I'm hoping to learn how many puppies my Mum's dog will have when she has her pups next week!" Parvati said enthusiastically.

As they turned the corner, still giggling and planning for their "private tea", the thread lead them to the top of one of the moving stairways. As they stepped onto it, it began to move. Parvati shreiked, almost losing her balance with the lurch, and the small ball of thread went flying through the air to






OK, here is the challenge: You have to pick up the thread, whoever you are, follow it a while through some interesting rooms/places/situations, and hand it off to (another character)...

who then picks up the thread and continues to wind it around and around into a ball as they continue through some interesting rooms/places/situations, and hands it off to (another character)...

who then picks up the thread and continues to wind it around and around into a ball as they continue through some interesting rooms/places/situations, and hands it off to (another character)...


The same character can pick it up again later... They can do many amazing things while it is in their possession... we can each write as many scenes as we care to write...


Go ahead! I DARE YA!!!

Through January 18th, 2004. 
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edited 1/18/04   This is now on-going       No time limit.

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Dobby


The tunnel echoed with the sound of tiny footsteps. A light appeared from the far end of the tunnel. It was growing closer to where Snape lay on the cold floor.

"How did he get in the servents tunnnel? Said the house elf as he bent over to examine the Professor.

I don't know, but we need to get him out of the way. We have much work to do before lunch. The other replied. "Come on Dobby give us some help here."

"OK OK!" Dobby bent over and picked up the wand. He noticed the ball of thread hanging out of Snapes pocket. He looked down and saw another smaller ball of thread intangled in Snapes hand. Dobby quickly grabbed both balls of thread. "I can't help you. I forgot I have to go help Winky." Dobby said a bit flustered and strode away.

Dobby follow the string down the tunnel for thinking to himself. "This would be great thread for socks. I bet I could make hundreds of socks with this."

Dobby was walking with his head up daydreaming of the wonderful socks he would have when suddenly Dobby could not wind anymore string. He looked at the ball with disappointment. He soon realized that the string was caught in a doorway.

Dobby opened the door and continued to wind the thread into a ball. Dobby never noticed that he walked into the transfiguration class. Mrs. McGonagall was very upset when she saw the house elf trapes trough the middle of her classroom without a care in the world.

" Just what do you think you are doing interupting my class like this?" Came rumbling out of her mouth like a train. "Did you hear me?"She asked as she stomped over to him. He was still not paying any attention to her.

Professor McGonagall reached out at Dobby. She grabbed one of his ears and pulled him to the doorway. "I will not tolerate such intrusions while I am in the middle of a lesson." She shut the door with Dobby now an the other side.

Dobby looked up from the ball of thread. "I am sorry ma,am" He went back to following the string. Dobby was walking down the middle of the hall when the lunch bell rang.

The classroom doors burst open and the students flocked to the halls. Dobby was just to small compared to all the others . He was immedietly knocked down. The ball of string fell from his hands. It rolled down the hall a bit. Astudnet came running down the hall and kicked the ball.

Dobby stood up just in time to see the ball of thread untangle itself as it fell to the bottom floor.