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QueenGinger · 02-13-2012, 07:36 PM

75. Yodel
second year

Once again, Hank was being drug into the Headmaster’s office by the groundskeeper. “I can’t wait for you to get out of here!”

“What did dear Hank do this time?” The Headmaster questioned, he had once wondered if he would ever get tired of hearing the tales of Hank Turner, but there were times he hoped Hank would come for a visit.

“He climbed up on my hut and started yodeling at two this morning, sir!”

“I was sharing with you everything I’ve learned about the fine art of yodeling; it takes a lot of hard work to perfect it!”

QueenGinger · 02-13-2012, 08:03 PM

68. Roar
second year

“You have not perfected yodeling by any means Turner!” The groundskeeper roared.

“Sure my pitch is a bit off, but I’m still working on it!” Hank declared.

“Calm down please, both of you.” The headmaster said with a twinkle in his eyes. “I’m sure we can work this out. Hank, how about you work on your yodeling away from the castle and the groundskeeper’s hut and come Christmas time you can show the entire school what you’ve been working on. Does that sound fair?”

“Sounds great, sir!” Hank exclaimed.

“As long as he doesn’t wake me with that wretched singing…”

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 12:53 AM

93. Chicken
fourth year

Keeping a lookout from one of the trees on the edge of the forest, Hank peered through his binoculars at the chickens around the groundkeeper’s hut. “Move in five.” Hank whispered down the tree to Austin.

Hank had planned out every detail in the ‘steal a chicken let it loose in the dungeons’ plan for weeks now. The problem was the groundskeeper; he had been keeping an eye out for Hank making it nearly impossible for the plan to be put in action.

“I rather not have anything to do with this.” Austin whispered back.

“Too late.” Hank declared. “Move!”

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 01:00 AM

86. Daring
fourth year

Arms wrapped around a chicken and running through the castle, Hank headed for the dungeons. He was moving fast than than normal because of the chicken’s constant pecking at his body. Hank finally cleared the last of the steps and ran into the head of Slytherin.

“A chicken this time, Turner?” He asked with a sigh of boredom.

Hank nodded his head and held the chicken out at an arm’s length. “Won’t happen again, professor.” He promised as he handed the chicken over and ran back the way he came.

“You’re a very daring one you are!” The professor called.

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 01:14 AM

85. Snappish
fourth year

Hank was sitting in one of the hospital wing rooms once again before the Healer.

“Why is it difficult for you to believe that not everyone thinks what you do is a good laugh? Some of us around here are tired of cleaning up after you Hank Turner.” The Healer was definitely not in a good mood.

He said nothing for once and just sat there.

“It would be nice if you would take some time out of your very busy schedule and do something good for once. Like thank everyone you’ve bothered over the last few years.” She snapped.

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 01:35 AM

80. Author’s Choice (Silence)
fourth year

There was a long drawn out silence as the Healer finished cleaning up the last of his wounds from the chicken.

“You’re free to go now.” She declared opening the door for him.

Getting up slowly, Hank walked towards the door. Halfway out he turned back to face the healer. “I’m sorry for all the trouble I’ve caused you.” He told her. “But thanks for putting up with me. You have a lot more tolerance than some of the others do.” He added on with a small chuckle.

“I didn’t mean to lash out on you, but thank you Hank.”

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 01:45 AM

83. Fearful
first year

Hank was running as fast as his little legs could carry him. “You better hope I don’t trip down the stairs!” A seventh year student called after him, wand at the ready.

The first year hadn’t even thought of the stairs yet. Stopping for just a moment, he turned around and ran the opposite way. Hank was now running straight towards the seventh year.

“What are you doing!” He exclaimed, his now fearful eyes were ful with confusion.

Hank didn’t respond, he just continued to run at the older student.

Suddenly, the student stopped in his tracks and turned around.

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 01:59 AM

15. Room
first year

Hank was now the one doing the chasing, though he was confused about why the seventh year student would be afraid of him, a first year. Regardless, Hank continued on running down the hall and then continuing on after the student down the stairs.

When they reached the bottom of the first stairwell, Hank sought cover in an empty room.

In the safety of the room, Hank closed the door lightly and slid down to sit on the floor. He laughed to himself, who knew he could change the entire situation around by running straight at a seventh year student.

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 02:14 AM

60. Joke
third year

“Why are you laughing? This is not a joke, Turner.”

“I was just thinking what it would be like if a student were to parachute off of the astronomy tower during a snow storm.”

“Why are you thinking about that? That’s an outrageous thing to do!”

“Exactly. So no one has ever done it before? I haven’t read Hogwarts, A History yet, so I don’t know one hundred percent…”

“No. No one has even thought of doing such a ridiculous idea.”

“I agree, sir, it is a ridiculous idea. That’s why I’m wondering if anyone has ever done it before.”

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 02:28 AM

7. Care of Magical Creatures
fifth year

If there was a class that Hank ever showed up for on a constant basis, it was Care of Magical Creatures. Sure he often got in trouble for flinging flobberworms across the room at someone or still chose not do homework, but it was the only class where he would ask somewhat relevant questions.

“Question professor! What exactly does a hippogriff eat? I mean, do they like flobberworms?”

“Hank, we’re talking about crups today. We covered hippogriffs last year.”

“I know, I know. But just enlighten me, please?”

“No Hank. As far as I know, hippogriffs don’t like eating flobberworms.”

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 02:37 AM

10. Arithmancy
sixth year

“Turner, we cannot allow you to take arithmancy next year.”

“Why not, Professor?”

“You’ve never taken the course before.”

“Maybe it’s about time I’ve tried something new, challenge myself. Put me in with the third years. I’ll be fine.”

There was a sigh from the professor. “I can’t do that. And you know it.”

“What if I promise I won’t make any trouble?”

“Still isn’t happening.”

“One hundred percent positive?”

“One hundred and one percent positive.”

“Alright. Sign me up for an extra nap time then. I’ll be on my couch in front of the fire if you need me.”

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 02:44 AM

33. Classroom
seventh year

Hank slipped into the back of the classroom full of students, gave a short wave to the professor and pointed to a chair in the back row. He pulled the chair out as quietly as he could, and crawled under the table.

It was past nap time and there was a sick Hufflepuff in the common room where Hank normally took his naps. He instead opted for a place where very few would check for him. No one would ask questions here.

Lying there, Hank stretched his legs out, kicking students feet out of the way until he was comfortable.

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 03:18 AM

31. Dress Robes
{new beginnings} mini challenge
seventh year

“Remind me to burn these tomorrow after my nap. They’re uncomfortable.” Hank whined to Lydia.

She rolled her eyes. “You look handsome Hank.”

“Really?” He asked looking up at her. She nodded her head, blushing slightly. “You don’t look too bad either.” He declared.

For the first time, Hank and Lydia walked through through the castle hand in hand on their way to the Yule Ball. “I’m betting we’re the best dressed couple tonight.” Hank beamed.

“Are you sure you want to burn those robes tomorrow?” She asked.

“I don’t know, ask me tomorrow.” He replied, squeezing her hand lightly.

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 03:34 AM

9. Defense Against the Dark Arts
{find the snowman} mini challenge
fifth year

“Hank, why are you pointing your wand at that snowman?” Lydia asked cautiously. When approaching Hank with his wand out, it was always the best idea to approach cautiously and not make any sudden movements.

Just in case.

“Practicing Defense Against the Dark Arts spells.” He told her curtly.

“With a snowman?”

“I don’t mean to be rude Lydia, but would you please not talk right now? I’m trying to concentrate on the problem at hand. I don’t want to be known for being taken down by a snowman because some girl kept talking to him and ruined his concentration.”

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 03:58 AM

76. Zap
post-Hogwarts

“DAD!” Hank called as he ran down the stairs of the Turner home. “Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad!”

“What is it this time, Hank?” Devon asked as he put his hands on his youngest son’s shoulders.

“Did you know if you stick your finger in the socket when it’s wet you’ll get zapped?” Hank questioned.

“Yes, son. I did actually know that already. I’m surprised it took you over seventeen years to figure that out.” He chuckled.

“Could you get me some ice though; my finger kind of hurts now.”

“Sure thing. Do you want me to kiss it too?”

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 04:11 AM

24. House Elf
fourth year

“Boys, I have something to tell you.” Devon began one night at dinner.

“What’s going on dad?” Preston asked.

“Are we getting a house elf?” Hank questioned.

“Where did that come from Hank?” Devon inquired.

“I was wondering, because I’m getting tired of taking the trash out.”

“You don’t even t-take the trash out nine times out of t-t-ten.” Preston pointed out.

“Well, when I do take it out, I don’t like doing it.”

“I was going to tell you that you’re Auntie LoLo is moving to London in a few months. And no, she’s not taking the trash out.”

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 05:36 AM

16. Dragonhide Gloves
second year

The entire room was a mess. The beds were barely distinguishable from each other. Everything had been ripped from its normal resting place and thrown to the opposite side of the room.

Hank was on a mission though. He had searched through every bed, trunk and book for his left dragonhide glove. All of this work though resulted in the second year still left with a right glove.

“It has to be around here somewhere.” He told himself.

After digging through a more piles for the fourth time, Hank decided his missing glove simply was not in the dorm room.

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 05:29 PM

81. Depression
post-Hogwarts

“Hank.” Lydia said softly. “Would you come down and eat breakfast with me?” She asked lightly.

Hank curled his legs up to his chest and rolled over in bed facing her. It was a day before his birthday, the day that his mother had given birth to him and then died. All he felt like doing was feeling blue and lie in bed. He was good at that when this time of the year rolled around.

Lydia sat on the edge of the bed and placed a comforting hand on her husband and best friend’s shoulder. “I love you Hank.”

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 05:48 PM

74. X-tinguish
post-Hogwarts

“DAD!” Hank called from the kitchen. “Dad! Dad! Dad!”

“Why is there smoke billowing out of the kitchen?” Devon asked in a fairly calm voice. He was used to these weird occurrences by now.

It was normal.

“Why isn’t important right now dad. Will you help me extinguish this fire before it takes down the house?” Hank asked from inside the kitchen.

Devon pulled his wand out and stepped into the kitchen. “I can’t remember, have I banned you from using the kitchen?” He asked as he cast water in the general direction of where he thought the fire was.

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 06:09 PM

17. Cauldron
fifth year

“Hank.” The headmaster greeted. “It’s always good to see your smiling face. What brings you into my office today?” He kind of wished it was another tale of night time mining.

“Well, you see, sir.” Hank began. “Some people don’t like how I express my thoughts.”

“Go on.” He urged.

“I changed the color of the professor’s cauldron.” Hank said with a sigh.

“What color?”

“Neon yellow. It was really quite wonderful, sir.”

“I’m sure it was, Hank.” The headmaster agreed. “Were you happy?”

“Of course I was. There was no homework assigned!” Hank exclaimed. “Wouldn’t you be happy too?”

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 06:22 PM

72. Vex
fifth year

It was a Saturday afternoon in the Hufflepuff common room and only a handful of students were left. Everyone had decided that the common room was the last place they wanted to be, especially with Hank and Lydia at each other’s throats again.

“Why must you always vex a question endlessly without agreeing to either side?” Lydia questioned. Her hands were clenched by her side and her eyes were full with fury.

“Because. That’s just how I do things!” Hank countered.

“That makes no sense Hank!”

“Does everything have to make sense?”

“Yes! Actually, it should. Everything should make sense.”

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 06:30 PM

77. Cheerful
post-Hogwarts

“What is this?” Hank asked with a sigh. Lydia, Preston, his dad and his aunt were all sitting on his bed. “It’s my nap time. Get out.”

“Hank, we’re worried about you.” His aunt began.

“You’ve seen really down in the dumps lately.” Preston added.

“With the wedding coming up, we just want you to feel better.” Lydia told him.

“Son, we know it’s hard for you. I know you want your mother here for the wedding. But think about it. She would want you to be cheerful even though she’s not here in person.” Devon told his son.

“Okay.”

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 06:40 PM

79. Author’s Choice (Flowers)
post-Hogwarts

“Are you sure you want red roses?” Hank questioned. “What about purple roses? Those would look great.” Hank said as he flipped through more of the wedding magazines. “Oh! What about red AND purple. I bet no one has done that before…”

“I think we should remove him from the house soon.” Preston whispered to Lydia.

“Please do. He’s gone crazy trying to help with the planning.” Lydia chuckled.

“Oh darn. Never mind, someone has already done it.” Hank sighed as closed one magazine and opened another.

“Thank goodness.” Lydia whispered to Preston. “I couldn’t stand red and purple roses.”

QueenGinger · 02-20-2012, 06:59 PM

73. Warn
fifth year

“Good morning!” Hank called to the student body of Hogwarts one morning. “I hope you all remember that the end of the term is vastly approaching. This of course means that yours truly, Hank Turner, will be hidden away in the library doing all of his homework for the entire year.” Hank began. This had not been the first time he had given this speech.

“What does this mean? It means this, ladies and gentlemen. I will need a constant supply of food or I’ll get grumpy. And I’m warning you all, Hank Turner does not do grumpy very well.”

QueenGinger · 02-23-2012, 02:13 AM

44. Ford Anglia
post-Hogwarts

“No.”

“Yes.”

“I said no.”

“Please?”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Because I said no.”

“Please?”

“No.”

“Come on dad, please let me have the keys.”

“Hank, I’ve been saying no for days now. You’re not getting the keys to the Ford Anglia.”

“Why can’t you say ‘yes’? It’s such a simple word to say.”

“I’m not saying it because I don’t want you to take the car out, Hank.” Devon said through gritted teeth. He knew the only way for this arguing to stop was to give his son the keys, but that was the last thing he wanted to do.

“Please?”

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