"What are you doing?" Merula hissed, as she dropped her spoon in her cereal bowl.

"Eating breakfast?" Anon replied, as he took a seat opposite her. The plate in front of him suddenly filled with hashbrowns and sausages, and his goblet with some sort of juice.

"No shit. I mean, what are you doing here?"

"...Eating breakfast?"

"Well, go do it anywhere else! I don't want your mudblood stench ruining mine." She scoffed.

"Well, I've tried everywhere else. People keep flicking food at me."

"If you don't leave right now, I'll start doing it, too!"

Anon rolled his eyes at her response and began to pour a mix of ketchup and syrup all over the contents of his plate, which made Merula gag.

"That's...That's disgusting!"

"Don't knock it 'til you try it, Snyde." Anon said, forking the food in to his mouth.

"I can't believe you! First you ruin my duel, which I would have won by the way, and now you're ruining my breakfast. That's it, Suomy!" Merula reached in to her robes to grab her wand. She was going to cast, well, anything really, as long as it got him off her empty section of table. But before she had a chance to do anything, a spoonful of porridge shot past her head, nearly hitting it's mark across from her.

"See?" Anon sighed. "I told you."

He could see who the culprit was. Lewis Barton, and his stupid friend Rowan. Even sitting with the most unpleasant girl in school wasn't enough to get the food flings to stop. But Anon wasn't sure if Barton was just mad about last night, or trying to be a dick as usual. Probably both.

Merula also turned around to shoot Barton a glare, but quickly ducked out of the way as another shot of food went straight for her. Anon dodged it as well. Suddenly, a realization hit. "Hey Suomy! You're using me as a shield, aren't you?!"

He smirked and gave her a small shrug. "Worth a try."

Merula was furious. She grabbed her goblet of pumpkin juice and threw it directly at Anon. But as soon as it left her hand, it vanished, and she heard an angry shout from behind her along with the sound of metal bouncing off the floor. She turned around to see Barton dripping in pumpkin juice.

Her pumpkin juice.

She snapped back around to shoot Anon a surprised look. "How did you...?"

Anon gave her a wink as another shout came from behind her. This time, Barton's porridge bowl had sprung up in to his face, and the commotion was enough to draw the attention of some of the professors at the front of the room.

"What is going on down there?" McGonagall shouted as she got up from her seat, briskly walking over to Lewis and Rowan's location.

Lewis angrily wiped the mess from his face. "Professor! Anon jinxed by food!"

"Suomy?"

"Yes, Professor! He's right over there!" He said, pointing across the table from him.

"Mr. Barton, I fail to see who you're pointing at."

Lewis blinked a few times. He was pointing at an empty section of table. "Wha... How? How is that possible?! He was just there! With Snyde! Rowan, you saw them, too!"

Rowan nodded in agreement.

Professor McGonagall gave the two a worried look. "Now, I won't deny that something has clearly happened here, but you can't go around accusing people who aren't even in the room!"

"But Professor! I swear!" Lewis slammed his hand down on the table. "I know! They're using some invisibility charm! Look, I'll prove it!"

Lewis grabbed his wand from his robes and pointed it at Rowan's food. "Wingardium Leviosa!"

With a flick of his wrist, he sent the plate flying across the room and in to the wall. Has someone been sitting there invisible, it would have most certainly hit them instead.

"MISTER BARTON!" McGonagall shouted as she pulled the wand from his outstretched hand. "That's ten points from Slytherin! And you'll be accompanying me to the headmaster's office! NOW!"

Professor McGonagall pulled him from his seat and pushed him out of the great hall, leaving the students to murmur about what had just happened.

Once the coast was clear, Anon removed his hand from Merula's mouth and signaled for her to keep quiet as he snuck out from under the table. What in the hell had just happened?

As soon as Merula saw Barton covered in his own breakfast, Anon reached out and slapped a small piece of paper to the back of her hand before disappearing under the table. Before she could rip it off, he pulled her underneath with him by her legs, causing her to hit her head fairly hard on the bench, and covered her mouth to keep her from shouting out in pain.

She tried to resist and struggle free from his grasp, but once she heard McGonagall say that no one was there, she stopped. It was pretty obvious to anyone that two students were hiding under the table, it's kind of a hard thing to miss. But no one said anything, and before she knew it, food was flying across the room and Lewis was being sent to the headmasters.

Merula wiped the tears from her eyes as she crawled out from under the table after Anon, keeping quiet for the time being. She followed him out of the great hall and in to an empty corridor before coming to a stop. He grabbed her hand and peeled off the piece of paper he had stuck on it, revealing a small circle of runes in black ink on the back of her hand that slowly faded in to her skin.

"What the hell just happened?!" She spat with a glare.

"That," Anon said, as he removed a similar paper from his own hand. "Was an invisibility OTU."

"A what?"

"An OTU. One Time Use. They're paper-based spells I've come up with. Brilliant, aren't they? Also have multi-use ones, too, but that's besides the point."

Anon hastily began walking back towards the common room, with Merula in tow. "Since we're probably going to be summoned to Dumbledore's office in a bit, let's get one thing clear. We've been in the library doing our charms homework for Professor Flitwick. We lost track of time and couldn't eat breakfast. We rushed back to the dorms to get our things, and you didn't see me again until you got to class. Understood?"

Merula gave him a dumbfounded look as he pushed through the door in to the common room. A few students casually looked over to see who had come in, but didn't pay much attention to the pair. Before she could say anything, he was already off down the hall towards his room.

She had no choice but to go along with his stupid plan. She let out a frustrated grumble and went to her room to get her things. That damned mudblood was nothing but trouble.