Double Double Toil and Trouble
By Zeta - otherwise known as Amanda Halliwell etc.
Chapter 1
A girl with jet-black hair, and sparkling blue eyes, with a look of mischief, boarded the Hogwarts School train. She walked down the compartment and used the Trip Jinx as she went, leaving a trail of people behind her, all collecting themselves and wondering how they ended up on the floor. Truth be told, the girl knew how to cover her tracks by making it not so obvious that it was her who'd been doing the spell, making sure that at least she left a few suspects behind her. When the shouting started up because of the jinx, she slipped out of that corridor and into another, which made it less likely that it was her who'd done the jinx.
"Prue! Yo! Free compartment!" Remus yelled sticking his head out the compartment door.
"Okay," Prue replied (that was the girl's name). She slid quickly inside the compartment; the shouting from the next corridor could be heard louder than it was before.
"Are you going to be a suck up this year?" James sneered.
"Oooh, don't you dare go there!" Prue shouted.
"I can go there if I want," James retorted.
"I'll teach you to insult my Grandfather!" Prue shouted once again.
"Bring it on you wimp!" James shouted standing up suddenly.
Prue, reacting the only way she knew how, raised her fist, and then punched him straight in the nose. Blood started pouring from it. Prue's fist was covered in blood; she didn't notice this and watched gleefully as James started panicking.
"Anyone got a tissue?" James asked panicked, dancing around like a headless chicken. The other occupants of the compartment started laughing madly at the obviously panicked James. Prue, noticing her hand was covered in blood, instantly started shaking it, only it seemed now she couldn't get it off. After a minute, she gave up and pulled tissue's out of her bag and started trying to wipe the blood from her hand. James saw this and said, "can I have a tissue?"
"What? You want one of these tissues?" Prue asked looking up suddenly.
"Well yes, if it isn't too much bother," James said holding his nose closed. He sounded stupid, which made the other's laugh even louder.
Prue took all the tissues out the packet, and put the tissues in her pocket.
"Oh I'm sorry, all the tissues seem to have suddenly disappeared," Prue said grinning widely.
"But I just saw you put them all in your pocket!" James exclaimed loudly, nearly drenched through with blood.
She turned the packet upside down, shook it a bit then looked up at James.
"There doesn't seem to be any left in the packet," Prue said trying her best to sound confused.
"OK Prue, this has gone on for long enough," Sirius said still laughing. He walked up to Prue and took a tissue out of her pocket, Prue blushing, or trying hard not to, and Sirius handed the tissue to James who looked astonished.
"Thanks I think," James said astonished, "How'd you do that?"
"I dunno," Sirius said, "it was surprisingly easy."
Remus looks at Sirius, then at Prue, looked back at Sirius, then at Prue. Remus had just realised something very significant between Prue and Sirius. Well, more like with Prue.
"Oh boy," Remus said noticing something.
"Oh boy what?" Sirius asked.
"I've just realised something," Remus replied astonished.
Prue's eyes widened and moved over to Remus looking daggers at him.
"I think our Prue—," Remus continued only to be stopped by Prue herself.
"Is really good friends with you guys and would probably let anyone do that," Prue said snappishly, "Isn't that right Remus?" giving him a deadly look.
"Yeah that's right," Remus managed to gasp out.
"How's your nose?" Sirius asked.
"Need another tissue," James gasped.
"Okay then mate," Sirius said and walked over to Prue ready to get another tissue from her pocket. Prue hurriedly got the tissues out of her pocket and threw them at Sirius before he could, "what was all that about?"
"I thought you'd like some more tissues in case of emergencies," Prue said breathlessly.
"Okay then," Sirius said raising an eyebrow.
Soon the train came screeching to a stop, making James fall backwards and Remus fall off his seat, and Prue hold onto the door to keep her balance. James was laying face first on the floor near the door, making Prue jump backwards away from James. Sirius immediately went to help James up and Remus just stepped over James and walked outside into the Corridor.
They made their way down the corridor, and off the train. The 5th years gathered in a bunch and got into the school carriages. Peter was with them by this time, explaining how lost he got. Prue went into the Marauder's compartment, ignoring Professor McGonagall who was shouting at her to get into the Slytherin Compartment, but soon gave up all together.
When they arrived in Hogwarts, Prue finally gave up following the Marauder's, because McGonagall herded her towards the Slytherin table. She met up with her friend Kyra, who had brown hair tied up in a bun, with purple highlights through it, and eyes the colour of the tiger-eye; she had pale skin and bright freckles. She wasn't fat, but she wasn't skinny either. She was very beautiful, but doesn't think so herself. She'd need a guy for that. She looked extremely bored and Prue couldn't blame her, and hoped she hadn't been with the bimbo Narcissa, even if she was Sirius's cousin.
"How was your summer?" Kyra asked.
"Dreadful, Hit Wizards put me in the Juvenile Hall, but I had fun all the same," Prue replied, "Grandfather got me out after two weeks."
"Well, I went to Italy to visit my grandparent's," Kyra said.
"I hear Italians are a bitch," Prue replied sitting herself down at the Slytherin Table.
"That's not true. They're very nice," Kyra said, "although, they might be different in different parts. I only went to one part you know."
"What part was that?" Prue asked interested.
"I went to the Leaning Tower of Pizza," Kyra said happily.
"Oh really?" Prue replied.
"Yeah I went up it and it kind of leaned over," Kyra replied.
"I'll remind you not to go up it then," Prue said absentmindedly.
"Ok thanks," Kyra agreed.
Dumbledore then walked into the hall after they'd finished their conversation. He does the whole usual speech, and sorted the first years. Then made another speech as he usually does, then sat down, stood up again, and told Prue to go his office afterwards. Prue sighed; this was the usual routine at the beginning of the year.
Prue got up after the thing had finished was still wide-awake and ready for her lecture. She had one at the beginning of every single year, and yet she managed to break every single thing her Grandfather told her not to do, because every single year he gave her one or two new ideas that she hadn't yet tried. She entered his office and sat down, and her grandfather entered shortly afterwards.
"Right then," Dumbledore said sitting at his desk, "here we go again. Don't blow up a toilet, don't do anything to Snape, don't use invisibility cloaks around the school, don't do anything to Snape," Dumbledore said wearily
"You said that one last year," Prue interrupted suddenly, "and the year before and the year before that."
"It still applies for this year," Dumbledore said then continued, "Don't tease the Whomping willow, don't tease Snape, don't get in kahoot's with Peeves, don't do anything to Snape, don't fly a broomstick around the school," Dumbledore continued.
"I already did that last year," Prue interrupted once again, "and you told me not to do that last year."
"It still applies for this year, but don't do anything to Snape, don't spit on the trophy's, don't do anything to Snape, don't smash the trophy's, don't do anything to Snape, don't insult the ghosts, don't anything to Snape, don't yell into the teachers, which I may add you do every year. Don't do anything to Snape, don't come into my office more than 144 times a year," Dumbledore said.
"Can I come in more times?" Prue asked sweetly.
"No," Dumbledore replied "don't do anything to Snape, don't go into the Forbidden Forest, don't do anything to Snape, and don't set Fluffy on the students. Don't go into the Astronomy Tower and ruin people's lives, don't smash the orb, don't attach Snape to the roof, don't transfigure yourself into an animal, don't do anything do Snape, don't smuggle joke products into the school."
"You don't trust me you know," Prue said eyes widening tearfully.
"Course I don't trust you," Dumbledore said making a mistake right then.
"You never trust me! Never! Your only granddaughter and you don't trust me!" Prue whined.
"Produxi," Dumbledore said gently, knowing she'd start her launch any minute now.
"I should have more respect. Your just not nice to me, never trusting, never does any good anyway, because you don't trust me enough to go out—," Prue continued tears streaming down her face.
"Produxi Prudence Diane Dumbledore, listen to me," Dumbledore said urgently.
"Not ever trusting me, never, because you're a stinking old man, and trust is something you do, you trust everyone at this school but me! You don't trust me! Your only granddaughter and you don't trust her!" Prue continued, stamping her foot and crying, loudly.
"Okay, Okay, I do trust you, you can go now,' Dumbledore said instantly changing his mind on scolding her about her bloodstained hand. He got up and shoved her quickly out of the door.
"YOU CAN LEAVE!" He yelled over her crying, and then closed the door behind him.
With this, Prue instantly stopped crying and wiped her eyes using her sleeves.
"Sap," was all she said before walking down the stairs and off to the Slytherin Tower.
She walked up to the portrait, ignoring its tough scolding, and said the password.
"Galleons," Prue said then entered, finding Kyra waiting for her looking worried.
"How was it?" Kyra asked concerned.
"Ok. The usual. Lecture, then said he didn't trust me, so I threw a tantrum and he kicked me out, easy as pie," Prue replied walking up to the girls dorms.
"You have it so easy, the Headmaster being your grandfather and all," Kyra said being an obvious suck up.
"Yeah I know," Prue replied proudly.
Kyra was famous throughout the school for being a suck up and an idiot. She was just plain thick and a very good friend. If you wanted something done, it was more than likely that she would do it for you without any fears of the consequences. Kyra looked expectantly at Prue then opened and closed her mouth as Narcissa Black entered the Common Room with her giggling girlfriends and arm in arm with Lucius Malfoy, the cutest boy in the Slytherin House at the present point in time. Well, according to Kyra anyhow.
"Dumbledore I hear you've been causing more trouble than ever," Lucius sneered, "you realize you'll be one of the first to go when the Dark Lord—,"
"Stuff you Malfoy," Prue snapped, "I'm in no mood for a fight right now."
"Yeah, that's because you're in love with my cousin aren't you?" Narcissa asked sweetly, "oh don't give me that look Dumbledore, cause I know its true. The way he looks at you and you at him. You really should give up on Gryffindorks; they aren't like, worth it!"
"Get a life Narcissa," Prue growled, "Sirius and I are just friends. You and your band of loyal followers can go--,"
"Ah, ah, ah my dear Produxi," Lucius said unraveling himself from Narcissa, then getting out his wand, "I don't think you want to do that."
"Yes I do actually Lucius, now if you don't mind, I'm going to get some well deserved sleep," Prue said with a huge smile, "oh and mind you don't keep the rest of the house awake at night. You two together is almost sickening."
With this Prue turned on her heel and marched up into the girls dormitories. She quickly pulled the curtains around her bed and hoped that Narcissa and her followers wouldn't all troop in at once and decide to give her hell for insulting them like that. Prue, who normally didn't give a damn about consequences, was extremely bored and wished more than anything that she was in Gryffindor with the Marauder's. It would have been so much easier that way, with just her and them. No Slytherin's breathing down her neck trying to make her act like them and hate mudblood's and insult anybody who wasn't worthy. On the top of the to be a Slytherin list was you must have some interest in joining the side of the Dark Lord. Prue had none, so that was about right then. To Prue's surprise, none of the girls bothered her. In fact, they were all talking about how great it would be when the Dark Lord finally decided to come to power and how much power and fear they would gain from his rise. Prue gave a loud fake snore then decided that this new Dark Lord wasn't much of a threat and that her grandfather didn't need to know just yet what the talk was in the Slytherin Common Room. After all, there was always tomorrow or the day after, or the day after that.