DHMB: Hello to all. I know a few of you have read my story Jael, Felina and Lulu, this is just me taking them and making them do random stuff. If you didn't read it, you don't have to to understand this story. If you did read it, this story takes place back when they were in Hogwarts in their 7th year. I found the Rules of Hogwarts and couldn't help myself. I know it's probably over done, but I simply had to do it. Get over it. Yes I deleted the other chapters so I could rearrange them and re-post them. Once again, sorry. Yes the catagory is Draco and Harry for a reason that will be revealed in good time. Well actually it'll be because of all the slash comments and insinuations made about them having a relationship. And probably catching them making out if I can weave it in there. Don't like...DON'T FUCKING READ! Seriously some people need to get over themselves. Anyway…ONWARD!

Lulu petted the Hippogriff on the back of his neck. The rest of the class looked on in slight worry. Hagrid had gone to take care of something or other and Lulu had taken center stage.

"Oi, the 'Ippagriff is one of the world's vainest creatures," Lulu said in an Australian accent. "It is no' wise to piyss it off."

"Lulu, you better be careful," Jael warned.

"Oi, I've wrestled crocs', yeh think a 'Ippagriff scares me?" Lulu exclaimed. "Now, I'm gonna stick my finger up 'is arse, and reelly piyss 'him off!"

"WHAT?" Felina cried.

"Jus' kiddin'," Lulu said with a grin. "Notice the long claws, which thoroughly whomped Draco when he acted like a jack arse!"

The students burst into giggles.

"Ms. Bolt, I wasn't aware that you have taken over for Hagrid in teaching Care of Magical Creatures."

Everyone turns to see Dumbledore standing behind the group, blue eyes twinkling.

"Aye, sir," Lulu said, not dropping her accent. "'E got inta a bit of a mess, so I decided to take over. After all, I been wrestling croc's me 'ole life, 'ow 'ard coul' a 'Ippagriff be?" Dumbledore smiled.

"Well, don't let me stop you," he said. "I would most enjoy seeing you teach."

"Right then, sir," Lulu said. "Now, when approaching a 'Ippagriff you must remember no' the loo' it in the eyes!"

"MS. BOLT!" The class whirled around to find Professor Snape standing there, scowling.

"Why, Severus," Dumbldore said with a smile. "I was just enjoying 's little lesson."

"You shouldn't encourage her," Snape snapped. He walks forward and grabbed Lulu, pulling her away from the Hippogriff.

2. No matter how good a fake Australian accent I can do, I will not imitate Steve Irwin during Care of Magical Creatures class.

"I put fifty galleons on death by centaurs," Jael said, tossing her money onto the floor before the group.

"Really, I was thinking he was going just flat out get canned," Lulu said.

"Nah, Lupin's too good of a teacher to get canned," Sebastian Fairwood said. "He's probably going to be crazy as hell." Sebastian tossed thirty galleons onto the floor.

"I think he will be revealed to be a 'dark ceature' and quit when he endangers the life of a student after his instincts take over," Felina said, throwing forty-five galleons in.

"That's…oddly specific," Clara Orba commented.

~*Fast-forward*~

Felina held out her heavy galleon filled purse and gloated.

"Told ya, suckers!" she said.

"Ms. Accius, how did you acquire such a nice sum of Money?" Snape asked, glaring.

"Betting pool," Jael explained.

"And just what were you betting on?" Snape inquired in a dangerous voice.

"The fate of the DADA teacher," Lulu said. "We thought it was a clever money making scheme." Snape sighed and pinched the bride of his nose.

12. Starting a betting pool on the fate of this year's Defense Against Dark Arts teacher is tasteless and tacky, not a clever moneymaking concept.

"Ahhhhhh!" Jael cried, sprinting down the hall. Dumbledore grabbed the terrified girl and pulled her to a stop.

"Ms. Gibran, what on earth has you so terrified?" the headmaster asked.

"You have to help me!" Jael exclaimed, looking behind her in fear.

"If I am able, I will," Dumbledore said. "But you must tell me what is wrong."

"It's Finnegan!" Jael shrieked.

"What about Mr. Finnegan?" Dumbledore pressed.

"He-He…He's after me Lucky Charms!" Jael called, pulling out a box of cereal. Dumbledore grinned.

13. Seamus Finnegan is not "after me Lucky Charms".

The Great Hall was a bustle of movement, as was the norm in the mornings. Students were eating, talking and watching for the familiar brown, white and black of the Owls delivering the post.

"What the bloody hell is that?" someone asked.

"Is that owl purple?"

The school owls swooped in in a colorful display of red, greens, blues, yellows and purples. Their feathers were a bright array of colors and patterns, filling the Great Hall with a bright rainbow of feathers.

"MS. ACCIUS, MS. BOLT, MS. GIBRAN!"

15. I will not tye-dye all of the owls.

"Hi, I'm Harry Potter!" Lulu said, sticking her cloth covered hand over the side of the table. The arms of the crudely made Harry Potter puppet flapped around as she moved her arm.

"And I'm Ron Weasley!" Felina said, sticking a Ron puppet over the edge next to the Harry puppet.

"Let's go bother Snape!" Lulu said.

"I am Snape, Potions Master of Hogwarts," Jael drawled, producing a Snape puppet over the edge of the table.

"Ready?" Lulu asked. "Let's go bother him!" The Harry and Ron puppet began bumping up against the Snape puppet while Lulu and Felina chanted;

"Bother, Bother, bother, bother!"

"No, stop! Ah! Get off!" Jael cried. "Meeehhh."

The Harry and Ron puppet's then moved away from the Snape puppet that lay draped over the table.

"Woo-hoo that was fun!" Felina said.

"I liked the part where he stopped moving!" Lulu commented.

The puppets were quiet for a moment, then Felina declared;

"Let's do it again!"

The Harry and Ron Puppet's zipped over to the Snape puppet who had righted himself and began slapping him again.

"Oh, no," Jael drawled.

"Bother, bother, bother, bother, bother!" Felina and Lulu chanted.

"Stop! Stop! Stop it!" Jael demanded. Suddenly the Snape puppet pulled out it's wand and cried;

"Avada Kedavra!"

"OOOhhhh!" Lulu and Felina cried, then the Harry and Ron puppets slumped over on the table.

"Oh dear," Jael said. Lulu slide her hand out of the Harry puppet and into a Dumbledore puppet, which she pushed up next to the Snape puppet.

"Hello, Severus," she said.

"Headmaster!" Jael said. "I-I-I can explain, sir."

"What's this?" Lulu exclaimed while the Snape puppet quickly made it's escape. "It seem's young Harry and Ron are taking an afternoon nap! Let's see what they've got in their pockets." The Dumbledore then begins to raid the other two puppet's pcokets.

"Alas, nine sickles and a dungbomb. It must be my lucky day," Lulu declares. "Now, where did Snape go? For that matter…where the hell am I?"

The Dumbledore puppet looks around the room then drops below the table. When it reemerges it's naked and calls out;

"Naked time!" Before it begins to dance.

"MS. BOLT, MS. ACCIUS AND MS. GIBRAN!"

16. I will not reenact Harry Potter Puppet Pals in the Great Hall.

Felina ducked beneath Snape's desk while he examined a student's work in the back.

"Let's go bother, Snape!" She declared, brandishing the Ron puppet.

"MS. ACCIUS!"

17. Or anywhere else for that matter.

"I demand you do something about this!" Filch cried. "Those brats have gone too far! They need to be punished! Caned if you can!"

"Mr. Filch you know good and well that we no longer cane students here," Snape said. "But aside from that I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Look!" Filch yelled, moving to the side and pointing at Mrs. Norris who stood behind him, looking none too happy. Her foul mood may have simply been her usual demeanor or it may have had to do with the fact that she was completely hairless.

18. I will not shave Mrs. Norris.

"Lulu, stop it!" Jael hissed.

"What?" Lulu asked innocently, not peeking up from under her desk.

"Trelawny may actually fall for that crap," the blue haired girl snapped.

"Not my problem," Lulu replied. "Is Trelawny a big fat phony?" She peered at something beneath her desk then wrote something on her parchment.

"Alright class, time to turn in your work," Trelawny called. "Let us see if you were able to peer through the fog."

Lulu handed her paper to the Professor with a grin that startled the shawl draped woman. Lulu was usually very vocal about her opinion that Trelawny was a quack. The Professor collected all the papers then pulled out Lulu's curiously. As she read through the essay she was surprised to find it was a normal paper, unlike most of Ms. Bolt's mocking work.

"Very good, Ms. Bolt," she said, then scowled. "On the question 'Will Harry Potter live long enough to screw Draco' I don't understand you answer."

"What's not to understand?" Lulu inquired with a mischievous grin.

"The answer is 'Ask again later'."

The muggle-borns in the class began to snicker.

23. I will not bring a Magic Eight Ball to Divination class.