[Fic:] To meet you again 12
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smirkingcatTitle: To meet you again 12/25
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Word Count: 1.768
Rating: PG
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slythindor100's 12th prompt: 
Warning: unbetaed,
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: Find Part 1 here.
There is a party, or a feast, or maybe just torture going on.
To meet you again 12
After all the food was put on plates and lined up on a large empty table in the middle of the room, the small group gathered in a semi-circle and Blaise started the ritual of the food-tasting.
"So first we have here from the Weasely brother's- wait all three of you, how will you decide who gets the price?" Blaise looked surprised.
"Oh that is easy. I'm the oldest I get it," Charlie grinned
"Wait a minute it was my money that got it," George disagreed loudly.
"You both got it bloody wrong, this was my bloody idea, without me you would not even have an entry!" Ron contradicted them both, straightening his back to show off his full height. And it was rather impressive, as only Nott was bigger than Ron.
"Ups, did I start a brother-quarrel there? Let's hope you don't win," Blaise sounded absolutely not guilty. "Well, your entry are pigs feet in a bottle. Apparently that is what is to be eaten by muggles in Sweden. Sadly they have proof so grab your folks people and let's have a taste," Blaise said and gulped, before he took the first one out himself and handed the glass around.
"They smell disgusting," Nott said.
"Looks disgusting too," Neville agreed, while Charlie, George and Ron kept grinning until they had to take one out.
"Do I have too? I mean I can see they are horrible, why do I need to try them?" Draco demanded his face in a disgusted grimace.
"One bite, for the spirit," Neville said, and he really was the first one to take a very small bite of the feet. "Well, actually, if you can get past the look, mostly it tastes piggy and vinegar-y," Neville proclaimed. Which was the sign for all the others to try too.
"Still bad tough," Blaise wrinkled his nose.
"Makes one wonder what sort of pigs Nev is eating," Harry agreed with Blaise.
"Hey, I don't cook them, so they are tasting good," Neville huffed, and had the room laughing, clearly remembering his disaster potions.
"Next from Theo and Neville we have dried codfish, that is to be served in this wet condition, as the slimy texture will add to the amazing repulsive taste," Blaise gulped again.
"I don't understand vat problems you have. It's just food," Victor said, took the fish, like he had with the pig and just ate it. He ate it!
"Are you sure you want to kiss him ever again, after all the stuff he puts into his mouth?" Blaise asked his expression clearly aghast.
"Well, as long as I'm on the list of stuff he put-"
"We don't need to hear that," Ron shouted, his eyes big, his face ugly red.
"Maybe you do? I'm not shy. And Victor really-"
"If you tease your broter too much, he vill explode, and ten you have to explain to your moter. I vill not help you. Your moter is a scary vomen," Victor cut in, accent heavy for fun.
The whole group laughed, only Charlie huffed: "Would deny it, if I could," he murmured, making the group laugh some more.
Still, the tasting of the dried codfish went even worse than the one of the pig feet, with most of them fighting the awful taste that clung to their tongues.
"This theme sucks," Draco exclaimed, licking his sleeve with his tongue to get rid of the taste.
"My personal entry is this delicious Casu Marzu form the lovely country of Italy. And out of my sheer consideration, I made sure that the maggots in it are dead, so that they are not going to survive inside you," Blaise said with a grim smile.
Harry and Pansy exchanged a shuddering look. "Didn't remember that," Harry said.
"Me neither," Pansy nodded.
"At least he killed the maggots?" Ron added unsure, and after having some cheese on his spoon handed it over.
"I might actually really have not the worst thing. Damn, you people are taking these completions way to serious," Harry grumbled as he watched for Blaise to do the first bite.
"Are all grownups doing something this disgusting during this season?" Draco asked, eying the cheese and all the people in the room.
"No, I believe only this group of people is capable of this amount of self-punishment," Nott answered.
"To be perfectly clear here," Blaise cut in. "These are all respectable muggle food items. So that means that yes, grown up muggles eat those. Apparently these have distinguished tastes, one has to acquire," Blaise explained.
"Muggles are stupid," Draco huffed, and grimaced at the smell, and the look of the cheese.
"Well- maybe not the muggles themselves, but their food choices are very questionable," Ron said in a concerned voice. "By the end of this night I will still be hungry," he sighed. "Who's idea was this theme?" he whined.
"Well, eat up folks, there are quite some items left," Blaise said and took the next plate.
After about four more of such disgusting items Harry's entry was next.
"Well, it looks strange?" Pansy said.
"But it got out of the can in one go- that is something," Ron eyed the food tower. "Might not be enough for all of us though?" he added thoughtfully.
"Oh Ronnie, please don't tell me you look forward to this," George threw in.
"Well, in comparison to all the other stuff, this one might actually be edible. And I'm hungry," Ron huffed.
"If you force me to resize it, you have to eat it all," Blaise warned.
"No!" Ron exclaimed. While the Christmas Tinner didn't look as disgusting as some of the other food, it still looked horrifying, and what it was, layer for layer was also still a question.
After everyone had a slice Victor, Ron and Neville were brave enough to put the whole piece into their mouths- and cringed.
"'On't push isch in your mouth in one go," Ron warned, food still not swallowed.
"Isch horrible," Nev nodded, tears swelling in his eyes.
"Voulsch easch cheese again," Victor agreed. And Victor had not liked the cheese at all.
"Ok, so for us wimps layer for layer it is," George said, and they all tried the first layer.
"Yikes, we might actually just be prolonging the horror," Pansy said.
"What is that even supposed to taste like," Charlie added.
"According to the can, eggs and bacon. Though no clue what it has to do with Christmas," Blaise explained.
"What is this brown stuff?" Draco asked, poking it with his fingers.
"Mince pies," Blaise read and they took their layer.
"I might not make it to the end," Harry stated, trying to control the muscles around his mouth, which twitched due to the horror of the taste.
"This is truly disgusting," Neville said again.
"Keeps getting better folks, the next layer is Turkey with potatoes," Blaise explained.
After they all had their bite, everyone just wished for it to be over. The moaning found no end.
"Okay lets do the next three in one go," Blaise suggested, though frightened by his own idea.
"Why?" Pansy asked, eying her slice carefully.
"Because they are supposed to be gravy, bread sauce, and cranberry sauce. And while they must be distasteful together, doing them one by one would be torture," Blaise answered.
"Just to make things clear. This means we won right? I mean clearly putting a Christmas dinner layer for layer in a can is more disgusting than having maggots living in your cheese?" Harry asked smiling at Draco who was still standing between Charlie and Victor.
"If you must, yes Potter you won. I don't know why, it looks so ok, but the taste is something of nightmares," Blaise said and winced again, as he was reminded that they had still 6 layers to go.
"Let's get this over with," Blaise took the three layers and put it into his mouth and had to fight the urge to spit very hard. Not that anyone else fared better.
"I won't ever grow up," Draco muttered, shutters still running down his spine.
"Oh sweet Merlin. They aren't even sure what they put into the next layer: It is either Brussels sprouts with stuffing, or broccoli with stuffing. This does not invite confidence," Blaise read.
After everyone else had their time of whimpering and moaning and the horrifying layer was gone, Blaise red the next:"This can't be too bad: roast carrots and parsnips sounds all right with me, right team?" he asked.
Neville, Ron and Victor exchanged a look.
"Maybe doing it all in one, did save us from the horror of tasting each layer separately," Neville said.
"At least it was not an ongoing torture," Ron agreed.
"And ve did not knov vat it vas. Made it easier too," Victor nodded.
"Well, we too finally made it to the last layer: Christmas pudding," Blaise said.
After the last gulp was heard, the whole room sighed in relief.
"Never again weird food, Blaise," Nott said.
"Oh come on, it was kinda fun too," Blaise grinned.
"No, no it was not," Draco shook his head.
"Theo, why don't you make an unbreakable vow with him, just to be sure," Pansy grinned.
"Good idea, just to be sure," Neville nodded.
"Wait, wait you are really over- dramatizing this," Blaise disagreed.
"I'd say we are rather understating this. I'm still bloody hungry, and there isn't anything I would want to eat. Really after all we did for you?" Ron wailed. There was no other word for it.
"Well, my friend. Then I might be able to help you," Blaise suddenly grinned.
"As a thank you for indulging me, for standing by me when times were rough and for being an overall nice crowed, though some of you tend to be annoying," here he threw first a glance at Harry, then at Ron and lastly at Pansy, "let dinner be served."
He waved his wand, and the double doors behind him, gave way to the separated room.
"Ohh" - "Woa" - "Classic" - "Nice!" was exclaimed at the sight of the very beautifully decorated room, with a the large table being set for a multi course dinner.
"I like the red," Ron pointed out, making the group laugh again.
"Sometimes Ron you are the most Gryffindor person alive," George joked, and reached up to ruffle Ron's hair.
"Are we going to stand here and talk about the table, or will there be actual eating of nice food?" Draco asked, eying the unmoving group.
"Let dinner be served," Blaise said and waved them in.
Part 13
Author:
smirkingcatWord Count: 1.768
Rating: PG
Prompt:
slythindor100's 12th prompt: Warning: unbetaed,
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: Find Part 1 here.
There is a party, or a feast, or maybe just torture going on.
To meet you again 12
After all the food was put on plates and lined up on a large empty table in the middle of the room, the small group gathered in a semi-circle and Blaise started the ritual of the food-tasting.
"So first we have here from the Weasely brother's- wait all three of you, how will you decide who gets the price?" Blaise looked surprised.
"Oh that is easy. I'm the oldest I get it," Charlie grinned
"Wait a minute it was my money that got it," George disagreed loudly.
"You both got it bloody wrong, this was my bloody idea, without me you would not even have an entry!" Ron contradicted them both, straightening his back to show off his full height. And it was rather impressive, as only Nott was bigger than Ron.
"Ups, did I start a brother-quarrel there? Let's hope you don't win," Blaise sounded absolutely not guilty. "Well, your entry are pigs feet in a bottle. Apparently that is what is to be eaten by muggles in Sweden. Sadly they have proof so grab your folks people and let's have a taste," Blaise said and gulped, before he took the first one out himself and handed the glass around.
"They smell disgusting," Nott said.
"Looks disgusting too," Neville agreed, while Charlie, George and Ron kept grinning until they had to take one out.
"Do I have too? I mean I can see they are horrible, why do I need to try them?" Draco demanded his face in a disgusted grimace.
"One bite, for the spirit," Neville said, and he really was the first one to take a very small bite of the feet. "Well, actually, if you can get past the look, mostly it tastes piggy and vinegar-y," Neville proclaimed. Which was the sign for all the others to try too.
"Still bad tough," Blaise wrinkled his nose.
"Makes one wonder what sort of pigs Nev is eating," Harry agreed with Blaise.
"Hey, I don't cook them, so they are tasting good," Neville huffed, and had the room laughing, clearly remembering his disaster potions.
"Next from Theo and Neville we have dried codfish, that is to be served in this wet condition, as the slimy texture will add to the amazing repulsive taste," Blaise gulped again.
"I don't understand vat problems you have. It's just food," Victor said, took the fish, like he had with the pig and just ate it. He ate it!
"Are you sure you want to kiss him ever again, after all the stuff he puts into his mouth?" Blaise asked his expression clearly aghast.
"Well, as long as I'm on the list of stuff he put-"
"We don't need to hear that," Ron shouted, his eyes big, his face ugly red.
"Maybe you do? I'm not shy. And Victor really-"
"If you tease your broter too much, he vill explode, and ten you have to explain to your moter. I vill not help you. Your moter is a scary vomen," Victor cut in, accent heavy for fun.
The whole group laughed, only Charlie huffed: "Would deny it, if I could," he murmured, making the group laugh some more.
Still, the tasting of the dried codfish went even worse than the one of the pig feet, with most of them fighting the awful taste that clung to their tongues.
"This theme sucks," Draco exclaimed, licking his sleeve with his tongue to get rid of the taste.
"My personal entry is this delicious Casu Marzu form the lovely country of Italy. And out of my sheer consideration, I made sure that the maggots in it are dead, so that they are not going to survive inside you," Blaise said with a grim smile.
Harry and Pansy exchanged a shuddering look. "Didn't remember that," Harry said.
"Me neither," Pansy nodded.
"At least he killed the maggots?" Ron added unsure, and after having some cheese on his spoon handed it over.
"I might actually really have not the worst thing. Damn, you people are taking these completions way to serious," Harry grumbled as he watched for Blaise to do the first bite.
"Are all grownups doing something this disgusting during this season?" Draco asked, eying the cheese and all the people in the room.
"No, I believe only this group of people is capable of this amount of self-punishment," Nott answered.
"To be perfectly clear here," Blaise cut in. "These are all respectable muggle food items. So that means that yes, grown up muggles eat those. Apparently these have distinguished tastes, one has to acquire," Blaise explained.
"Muggles are stupid," Draco huffed, and grimaced at the smell, and the look of the cheese.
"Well- maybe not the muggles themselves, but their food choices are very questionable," Ron said in a concerned voice. "By the end of this night I will still be hungry," he sighed. "Who's idea was this theme?" he whined.
"Well, eat up folks, there are quite some items left," Blaise said and took the next plate.
After about four more of such disgusting items Harry's entry was next.
"Well, it looks strange?" Pansy said.
"But it got out of the can in one go- that is something," Ron eyed the food tower. "Might not be enough for all of us though?" he added thoughtfully.
"Oh Ronnie, please don't tell me you look forward to this," George threw in.
"Well, in comparison to all the other stuff, this one might actually be edible. And I'm hungry," Ron huffed.
"If you force me to resize it, you have to eat it all," Blaise warned.
"No!" Ron exclaimed. While the Christmas Tinner didn't look as disgusting as some of the other food, it still looked horrifying, and what it was, layer for layer was also still a question.
After everyone had a slice Victor, Ron and Neville were brave enough to put the whole piece into their mouths- and cringed.
"'On't push isch in your mouth in one go," Ron warned, food still not swallowed.
"Isch horrible," Nev nodded, tears swelling in his eyes.
"Voulsch easch cheese again," Victor agreed. And Victor had not liked the cheese at all.
"Ok, so for us wimps layer for layer it is," George said, and they all tried the first layer.
"Yikes, we might actually just be prolonging the horror," Pansy said.
"What is that even supposed to taste like," Charlie added.
"According to the can, eggs and bacon. Though no clue what it has to do with Christmas," Blaise explained.
"What is this brown stuff?" Draco asked, poking it with his fingers.
"Mince pies," Blaise read and they took their layer.
"I might not make it to the end," Harry stated, trying to control the muscles around his mouth, which twitched due to the horror of the taste.
"This is truly disgusting," Neville said again.
"Keeps getting better folks, the next layer is Turkey with potatoes," Blaise explained.
After they all had their bite, everyone just wished for it to be over. The moaning found no end.
"Okay lets do the next three in one go," Blaise suggested, though frightened by his own idea.
"Why?" Pansy asked, eying her slice carefully.
"Because they are supposed to be gravy, bread sauce, and cranberry sauce. And while they must be distasteful together, doing them one by one would be torture," Blaise answered.
"Just to make things clear. This means we won right? I mean clearly putting a Christmas dinner layer for layer in a can is more disgusting than having maggots living in your cheese?" Harry asked smiling at Draco who was still standing between Charlie and Victor.
"If you must, yes Potter you won. I don't know why, it looks so ok, but the taste is something of nightmares," Blaise said and winced again, as he was reminded that they had still 6 layers to go.
"Let's get this over with," Blaise took the three layers and put it into his mouth and had to fight the urge to spit very hard. Not that anyone else fared better.
"I won't ever grow up," Draco muttered, shutters still running down his spine.
"Oh sweet Merlin. They aren't even sure what they put into the next layer: It is either Brussels sprouts with stuffing, or broccoli with stuffing. This does not invite confidence," Blaise read.
After everyone else had their time of whimpering and moaning and the horrifying layer was gone, Blaise red the next:"This can't be too bad: roast carrots and parsnips sounds all right with me, right team?" he asked.
Neville, Ron and Victor exchanged a look.
"Maybe doing it all in one, did save us from the horror of tasting each layer separately," Neville said.
"At least it was not an ongoing torture," Ron agreed.
"And ve did not knov vat it vas. Made it easier too," Victor nodded.
"Well, we too finally made it to the last layer: Christmas pudding," Blaise said.
After the last gulp was heard, the whole room sighed in relief.
"Never again weird food, Blaise," Nott said.
"Oh come on, it was kinda fun too," Blaise grinned.
"No, no it was not," Draco shook his head.
"Theo, why don't you make an unbreakable vow with him, just to be sure," Pansy grinned.
"Good idea, just to be sure," Neville nodded.
"Wait, wait you are really over- dramatizing this," Blaise disagreed.
"I'd say we are rather understating this. I'm still bloody hungry, and there isn't anything I would want to eat. Really after all we did for you?" Ron wailed. There was no other word for it.
"Well, my friend. Then I might be able to help you," Blaise suddenly grinned.
"As a thank you for indulging me, for standing by me when times were rough and for being an overall nice crowed, though some of you tend to be annoying," here he threw first a glance at Harry, then at Ron and lastly at Pansy, "let dinner be served."
He waved his wand, and the double doors behind him, gave way to the separated room.
"Ohh" - "Woa" - "Classic" - "Nice!" was exclaimed at the sight of the very beautifully decorated room, with a the large table being set for a multi course dinner.
"I like the red," Ron pointed out, making the group laugh again.
"Sometimes Ron you are the most Gryffindor person alive," George joked, and reached up to ruffle Ron's hair.
"Are we going to stand here and talk about the table, or will there be actual eating of nice food?" Draco asked, eying the unmoving group.
"Let dinner be served," Blaise said and waved them in.
Part 13
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Date: 2016-12-12 09:53 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-12-13 07:50 am (UTC)but at least the entertaining value was high, right?
thanks for the read and the comment!
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Date: 2016-12-13 03:58 am (UTC):D
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Date: 2016-12-13 07:49 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2016-12-13 09:55 am (UTC)Brilliant chapter! I loved all the descriptions of the food and that Draco managed to get a spot between Charlie and Victor!
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Date: 2016-12-13 10:20 pm (UTC)and yay for liking the chapter! that is good to hear <3
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Date: 2016-12-13 01:59 pm (UTC)Hahah, it was super amusing to read though! XD
Date: 2016-12-13 10:21 pm (UTC)and thanks for the read and the comment! <3