"Seriously, the guy couldn't get more ridiculous. I mean does he have to strut around like he's all that? He makes the rest of you look like complete dusche bags you know?" Quinn Fabray said quite bluntly to Santana as the two stalked through dark corridors.

Dim candle's floated overhead, lighting the hall's just enough so that people weren't tripping over their own feet. It was frigidly cold in the castle and Quinn had to keep telling her brain to stop herself from shivering. Wasn't a winter cloak supposed to warm your god damn body anyway?

Quinn clutched the fabric closer to her body as she icily glared at her best friend out of the corners of her hazel eyes. It was Santana's fault anyways that she was out after hours freezing her ass off. The Latina had let slip that she had suspicion that, that little Malfoy shit was going to try and duel Harry Potter at midnight in the trophy room. And being the perfect Slytherin prefect that she was Santana had to try and put a stop to this, dragging Quinn along for back up.

'You never know Q, the kid could have some funny spell's up his sleeve. And I don't even know who he's bringing as his second. I could be in big trouble if I'm out numbered. Even if we're house mates Slytherins don't take to kindly to anybody trying to stop any diabolical plan's that they have.' Quinn tried to counter the argument by pointing out that Draco was just a stupid first year. And that he probably was just going to bring those dumb goons of his along for the ride. But Santana wasn't going to have any of it, so like a good friend Quinn agreed to tag a long. Beside's it was a perk to think that if they did catch Malfoy and Potter that both Slytherin and Ravenclaw would be thrown a bone. Quinn didn't want her first year as a Ravenclaw prefect to be uneventful. She was determined to catch as many student's out of bed as she could. And if she was able to sack over 50 house point's within the first week she would go down as a legend.

"He's an asshole I know. Not much better than that slimy father of his. But he's part of my house so I'm just going to have to accept it. I swear that kid is so dim witted that he should have been placed in god damn Hufflepuff." Santana spat as they rounded a corner and began to head up a flight of stairs. Their breath rose as they panted, practically bounding up the staircase. Both girls stopped at the sixth floor and proceeded to head down another dimly lit hallway.

"This had better be worth it Lopez or I swear to god I will kill you." Quinn said as they quickened their pace, finally nearing the trophy room. "Lumos." The blond muttered under her breath before coming to a halt in front of a rather large wooden door. The great door was decorated by ancient iron nails, a rather large golden "H" was crested in the middle of it.

"Okay this is it." Santana panted under her breath. "Raise your want Q, and on the count of three I'm going to open the door and you stun them." Quinn silently nodded in agreement and Santana refocused her attention to the door. "One... Two, Three!" The Latina practically shouted before grabbing the large brass handle and wrenching the door open.

Once Santana had successfully thrown open the door Quinn shouted, "Petrificus Totalus!" She swiftly aimed and flicked her wand at a dark shadow that began to advance upon the duo. The was a loud "Oomph" heard which was accompanied by the echoing smack of somebody's body landing on the cold hard stone floor.

Quinn sighed and looked around. The room was not lit and it appeared as though there wasn't anybody else in the room other than Santana, herself and of course their attacker. "Lumos." Quinn chanted before walking over to the body, kneeling down and hovering over it. "Berry? What in gods name are you doing here?" Quinn practically shrieked.

"Ugh, of course the hobbit has to be in here! I bet she's trying to catch those loser's too." Santana sneered in Rachel's direction. The poor girl was currently laying face down on the floor. "Just leave her here Q, she want's to show off to everybody by catching Potter. One of those Weasly twin's must have let slip that he was going to duel Draco tonight. Rupaul here must have heard the gossip and thought it would be her chance to get on top. After all everybody hates her." Santana turned on her heel as Quinn muttered something under here breath and pointed her wand at Rachel.

"Thank you Quinn for showing some kindness." Rachel said, brushing off her skirt dramatically as she stood, glaring in the Latina's direction. "But if you don't mind my asking I would..." The small diva trailed off as footsteps echoed throughout the hallway outside of the room. Quickly Rachel ran behind Quinn and grabbed the sleeve of her robe. "Nobody can see me here. I'm not a prefect and I can't be out of bed right now." Rachel whined in a slight whisper.

"Oh just leave her here. Should teach her a lesson!" Santana said throwing her arms up in the air. Quietly the Latina walked over to the door and peered outside. "Filch." She muttered to them before turning around and walking next to Quinn. "Everybody just act calm and let me do the talking."

All was silent except for the approaching footsteps of the grubby old Squib. However just as Filch was about to reach out and push the large door open his cat meowed in the distance. "Have you found those trouble makers, my sweet?" He asked her. Once again there was a loud meow and the disappearing footsteps of Filch. Rachel let go of the breath that she had been holding and took a few hesitant steps away from the blond girl.

"Well, thanks for petrifying me Quinn. And Santana I really do enjoy your rude comments towards me but it seems as though it is time for me to head back to the dormitory. I will see you two sometime in the near future I suppose." And with that Rachel took off out the door like a bullet from a gun. Santana turned to Quinn, a quizzical look on her face before shrugging and turning to leave.

The Great Hall looked its usual splendid self that morning at breakfast. Golden plates and goblets gleamed in the light of the sun that was cast down from the enchanted ceiling over head. The four long house tables were packed with chattering students. At the top of the Great Hall the staff sat along a table facing towards the students. This morning it seemed as though Professor Quirrel and Professor Mcgonagal were having a very happy chat. Both of their faces lit up as they laughed with one another. The only teacher who seemed in a bitter mood was Snape, who was currently scowling at his sausage. But this wasn't out of the ordinary.

Quinn and Santana walked past the Slytherins, the Hufflepuffs and the Gryffindors and took a seat at the Ravenclaw table. Santana never quite felt like eating with her fellow housemates. Especially since Malfoy was now sitting there, looking as proud as ever. He got away with sneaking out last night. Santana thought to herself glancing over at the vain young boy.

Quinn was currently looking down at her plate angrily. Laughter had broken out over at the Hufflepuff table. Their ghost, the friar, was currently making an attempt to sing opera. This seemed as though it delighted the children over at the Hufflepuff table but it was giving both Quinn and Santana and instantaneous migraine.

Just as Santana was about to turn to Quinn to discuss her disdain for the Hufflepuff's a voice broke out from close behind her. "Excuse me, but I was wondering if either of you would like to sign this petition form.

Santana turned around ready to make a snippy comment and tell this person to screw off, that her and her friend were trying to have a bloody conversation. But when she saw who the voice belonged to she found herself at a loss of words.

Brittany Pierce stood before them. Her long arm stretched, elegant fingers gripped a sheet of paper that seemed to have a few signatures on it. Santana found that her body could not move. Honestly in all of her life she had never found herself as attracted to anybody as she is to Brittany. She had always admired her from afar. Not daring to make any moves to get to know the blond better.

Brittany was the most popular girl in the Hufflepuff House. She was very quick with charms and was an excellent Chaser. She had been the captain for the Hufflepuff team ever since her second year when she was allowed to join and play. And she was absolutely, breath takingly beautiful. Santana reasoned that Brittany was probably the only Hufflepuff who's presence she could stand.

Quinn knew of Santana's crush of course. Whenever they passed the Pierce girl in the hallway Santana always pointed her out. During breakfast and dinner times if Brittany was present Santana would spend her time staring at the blond girl rather than eating her food. Last year during a Quidditch match Santana had made Slytherin loose the game. The Latina couldn't bring herself to hit the Bludger in Brittany's direction. And it just so happened that Brittany was the best chaser in all of Hogwarts. Quinn had remembered how much crap Santana had gotten from her fellow team mates after that game. After all she had lost them the House Cup. And now Brittany was in front of them.

She wore a white collard shirt with the sleeves rolled up past her elbows. She also wore a short black skirt that ended mid thigh and black heels. He long blond hair was pulled into a messy ponytail, blond strands strayed from the hair tie and hung loosely around her face. She wore long dangling blue earrings that matched her ears perfectly. The same eyes that seemed to be staring into Santana's soul.

"Uh, yeah sure thats cool I guess." Santana muttered, tearing herself away from Brittany's gaze. The tall blond flashed a crooked smile as she watched Santana sign. "What's this for anyway?" Santana asked pushing the paper and her quill towards Quinn.

"Well there are house-elves here in the castle you know. Over one hundred. They all cook and clean for us but we never see them because they are so secretive. I'm trying to raise awareness because I think it's unfair that they have to work all the time and the people that they work for, us, are never able to say thank you for their services. It seems like bad manners on our part. Not only that but the aren't even paid. It's unfair and I want to set them free." Brittany ended, smiling brightly.

"Wow, that's like so sweet of you." Santana said lamely, looking back over at Brittany. "In fact that's really interesting. If you ever need help sometime I will totally lend a had. We could make them little present's or something. It would be really great to help you, help the houselves." Santana reached for the paper that Quinn had been signing and handed it back to Brittany.

Brittany smiled down at Santana. "Would you really help me? It really is hard doing this by myself. People usually just turn me down and tell me its a dumb cause." In reality Santana agreed with what the other student's were thinking. It was lame, house elves didn't want to be freed or thanked, it was just in their nature. But it seemed as though God was trying to tell Santana something by sending Brittany over to where her and Quinn were sitting. Santana was prepared to take this opportunity and spend as much time getting to know Brittany as she could.

"Yeah, whenever you want help just come find me. I will be glad to join you and your quest on setting the house elves free."Brittany thanked Santana once more before turning away to go hunt down more Ravenclaws to sign her form.

"Seriously Santana?" Quinn asked and eyebrow raised high. "You have a house elf AT YOUR HOUSE! And I know damn well that you have never wanted to set him free..."

Santana just sat there, a goofy grin plastered on her face as she clutched her fork and stared up at the ceiling. "Today is going to be a good day Q." She said before rising from the table and turning to head out of the Great Hall. She wanted to get to class early today. Slytherins had a double block of Potions with the Hufflepuffs.

So what do you guys think so far? Any idea's? I want to make this an adventure story as well as romance. But I'm sort of tapped for idea's when it come's to things such as Hogwarts adventures. So help me out! What should Santana do with her whole Brittany crush? Send me your idea's in a message or even better A REVIEW! Oh and by the way, the rating is T right now but I'm pretty sure that will change in time. Once San and Britt start getting to know each other. After all these two will never be able to control themselves from getting their sweet lady kisses on. Thanks guys R&R.