Ok yall, so I know that I have other FF's I should be working on, but I was having some issues with writer's block for both those stories. So I started this one! I was watching Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallowws part 2 the other day and came up with this idea. I hope you enjoy it!

Oh! And I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters! That's all J.K. Rowling's!

Misadventures at Hogwarts: Chapter 1

"Ow! Freddie, you're standing on my foot!" I angrily whisper as I attempt to push my favorite cousin away from me.

"James, mate, we're crammed in a small, dark closet! Of course I'm on your foot! Besides, Al has his elbow in my ribcage!" Freddie Weasley exclaims while he punches my younger brother, Albus Potter, in the arm.

Al groans loudly before yelling, "What was that for?! It's not like I have a choice! James is pressing me into you!"

I stomp on Al's foot before quietly saying, "Do you two even realize how loud you are? Do you want us to be caught out of bed after hours?"

Suddenly, the wooden closet door flies open and the three of us come spilling out, loud profanities spilling out of all of our mouths as we each hit the cold stone floor. I look up, groaning when I lock eyes with Argus Filch, the caretaker for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and realize we've been caught. "Lovely night to explore the castle, sir…"

A sneer spreads across his face as he motions for us to get up and follow him. "Oh, you and your family are in for it now, Potter… The Headmaster doesn't take kindly to disobedience and this is the third time I've caught you three out after hours…"

I look over at my brother and scowl as Freddie, Al and I rise up off the floor, knowing that, since this is the third time this week that Filch has had to bring us to the Headmaster's office, our punishment won't be a light one.

Filch leads us through the dark corridor, the only light to guide us being the light that is shining from the lantern held in his shaky hand, quietly mumbling about how much he wishes he were still allowed to employ the old styles of punishment. "…hang you by your wrists from the ceiling for a few days or even lock you up without food for a few days, and this wandering out after hours problem wouldn't exist…"

I roll my eyes at him, despite the fact that he can't see me, and tune him out, walking swiftly as my two partners in crime and I continue to follow him in silence, the three of us casting each other nervous glances every so often.

Every now and then, Filch turns his head back to us, to see if we're still following him then, once he's seen that we're still behind him, he turns back around with a frown on his face. I honestly believe that, deep down, he wants us to run just so that he might actually have the opportunity to employ his medieval punishment techniques.

"Uh-oh! Looks like Potty and his crew are in trouble again!"

I grimace as I look up and see Peeves the poltergeist floating above us with a taunting expression on his face. "Get lost, Peeves…"

Normally I quite enjoy Peeves and his shenanigans but, with thoughts of my impending punishment at the forefront of my brain, I have no patience for him right now.

"Another time then, Potty…" Peeves lets out a cackle before floating through the nearest wall and leaving us in silence again.

After walking in continued silence for what seems like a lifetime, we finally arrive at the statue outside of the Headmaster's office. Filch quietly mutters the password, causing the statue to slowly swirl up and reveal the slowly ascending staircase that will lead the four of us to our impending punishment.

Filch looks back at us and sneers again before leading us up the winding stone staircase and knocking on the large wooden door that separates the stairs from the Headmaster's office.

"Come in…"

I glance over at Al then glance over at Freddie before following Filch, marching into the Headmaster's office and taking my seat across from a man in his late sixties with thin, silver hair that falls to his shoulders, a thick, silver beard that is braided at the tip, piercing blue eyes that are stern yet merciful, a long, slender nose and thin lips that are always pursed in a way that suggests he is always angry. I smirk at the Headmaster across from me, Barnaby Fortiter, and say, "Good evening, Headmaster Fortiter."

Fortiter strokes his long, silver beard thoughtfully as he looks at me, Al and Freddie then asks, "What brings you three in tonight?"

I open my mouth to answer, but Filch manages to answer before I can. "Caught them sneaking around after hours. This is the third time this week… I think it calls for a more severe punishment than detention. I've still got some chains in my office, all oiled up in case they are ever needed…"

Fortiter lightly chuckles as he shakes his head. "That won't be necessary, Mister Filch, I can handle their punishment from here. As always, thank you for a job well done."

Filch nods to Fortiter then exits the office, quietly shutting the door behind him. Once he's gone, Fortiter looks back to us and sighs. "Care to explain what you were doing out of bed after hours?"

I gesture over to Al and say, "I was just doing my duty as an experienced student and showing this first year here around this fine school."

Fortiter flashes me a small smile before saying, "While I appreciate your enthusiasm for showing your brother around the grounds, Mister Potter, I would prefer you did it during the day and without breaking any rules. And, seeing as we are only two weeks into the year, I must insist that we don't make this a regular thing. Do the three of you understand?"

We all nod our understanding before rising from our chairs and heading for the door, only to be stopped by Fortiter. "As for your punishments…"

"…You three will be helping Hagrid out in the Forbidden Forest for the next two nights. There have been mysterious noises that have been emanating from the forest, and you three will be helping Hagrid find the source."

I visibly flinch when he announces our punishment, casting apologetic glances to both Freddie and Al, who are glaring daggers at me. We all nod our heads again and bid the Headmaster goodnight when he dismisses us.

Once we've descended the stairs and get into the corridor, Al smacks me on the back of the head and exclaims, "Mum and dad are going to kill us! More importantly, they're going to kill me! They expect this sort of thing from you two, but certainly not from me!"

I roll my eyes and laugh, patting Al on the back, as we begin our talk back to Gryffindor tower. "Welcome to the dark side, mate. Besides, our punishment isn't that bad! We get to see Hagrid, which is always an adventure, so you can't complain too much!"

Al scoffs loudly, waving me off dismissively. "I don't want to go on an adventure! I came here to learn how to control my magical abilities, not to go on ridiculous adventures!"

Freddie ignores Al and looks over to me and says, "It's too bad we couldn't go through with our prank…"

I run a hand through my messy black hair and nod as we approach the portrait. "We'll just have to try again soon…"

Al quietly says the password to the Fat Lady then, as we silently enter the common room, he looks at me and Freddie and whispers, "Count me out! I'm not getting in any more trouble for because of you two wankers…"

Freddie and I look at each other and stifle the urge to laugh as we bid Al a farewell and head into our shared room, nodding to each other before changing into our pyjamas and getting into bed. I hadn't realized how tired I was, but apparently I was exhausted, because the moment my head hits the pillow I fall into a deep sleep.

The next morning, I am woken up by the bright rays of the sun shining into the room, resting perfectly on my eyes. I audibly groan as I pull my pillow over my face in an attempt to block out the sun and groan again when I realize I'm not going to be able to go back to sleep. I throw the pillow off my face and, after rubbing the sleep from my brown eyes, I hop off my bed, going through my typical morning routine before heading down to the Great Hall for a bit of breakfast.

As I walk into the Great Hall, I see Freddie and Al waving me over to sit next to them, but I also see her; Lunetta Audace, also known as the girl of my dreams, with her long brown hair, bright green eyes, big, dimpled smile and olive skin tone, sitting at the end of the Slytherine table. I ignore Freddie and Al and take a seat next to Lunetta, grinning widely as I do. "Good morning, Lu…"

She rolls her big, green eyes and scoffs as she sets down her cup of pumpkin juice. "I'm really not in the mood, Potter…"

I smirk at her while buttering some toast and ask, "Now is that any way to treat your future boyfriend?"

She runs a hand through her long, brown hair and sighs. "Doesn't that require some cooperation on my part? Who says I even want to be your girlfriend?"

I let out an arrogant laugh and say, "Who wouldn't want to be my girlfriend? I'm-"

She shakes her head and cuts me off. "I'm a whole year older than you! It would never work out…"

I wiggle my eyebrows at her and grin. "We could make it work…" She rolls her eyes and chuckles, so I add, "So is that a no for today's attempt at asking you out?"

"Is Potter here bothering you, Lu?"

I look up to see who has interrupted our conversation, although I'm pretty sure I already know who it is, and clench my jaw when I lock eyes with fellow Slytherine and mortal enemy, Tobias Wright. "What do you want, Wright?"

Wright places a hand protectively on Lunetta's shoulder, which she shrugs off with a scowl, and he sneers as he says, "Just want to protect my friend here." He looks down at her and adds, "Us Slytherines have to stick together…"

Lunetta rolls her eyes before pushing herself up from the table and mumbling, "Boys…" as she walks out of the Great Hall.

I glance back up at Wright as I get up from the table and say, "You're a right git, you know that?"

He scowls at me as he quickly pulls out his wand and responds. "She's a year above you and not even in your house! Give it up, Potter! Just because your father is Harry Potter doesn't mean every girl wants to date you. Leave Lu alone!"

Before I can even pull out my own wand, Freddie and Al are next to me with their wands out and pointed at Wright, and a tense air fills the Great Hall as everyone inside stops what they are doing and waits to see what's going to happen. I pull out my wand and tersely say, "Your move, Wright…"

So? What did you think? I hope you all liked it! I'm probably going to make this two or three chapters long, but if demand calls for it, I may make it longer. So let me know if you want me to make this longer that a few chapters! :)

I would absolutely appreaciate reviews for this, since it is a new story and all.

Thanks!

-Tx