Chapter 4
Victorie's POV
A few weeks passed and the Hogsmeade trip quickly came. Most of the third years were excited this being their first trip into the quaint town. I was not an exception to this madness and excitement. Vyvyan and Lily were constantly at my side planning where we would shop as the days between the trip shortened. Finally the day at last came, and our group was outside, waiting for everyone with a permission slip to gather outside so we could leave. I looked up at the giant clock to see Harry's gloomy face looking down at us. I looked quickly away and saw my sisters running off without me. Looking back at Harry, I waved and ran to catch up with them.
After goofing off in Zonkos, I lead Lily and Vyvyan to Honeydukes to buy some sweets for Christmas presents, since it was just around the corner. While in the store, we found Neville there, browsing over the sweets. "Neville!" Lily yells, catching his attention quickly before she jumps on him.
"Ahhh!"
"Lily! You're hurting him!" I yell over the other students.
"Oh, sorry Neville. I couldn't help myself. You looked like you need a hug," Lily explains standing up before helping our dear friend up and brushing off imaginary dirt specks from her coat.
"It's okay. You didn't hurt me…much…"
"Yay! See, Torie, he's okay!" She screeches before running off to see one of the workers make cotton candy hearts. Vyvyan sighs and drags herself over to Lily to make sure she stays out of trouble.
"Well Neville, we'll see you soon," I sigh, walking over to Vyvyan holding Lily back from the sweets. As we wrestle Lily to the door, I spot a red sucker floating in the air and out the door.
"Do lollipops float out the doors?" I ask Vyvyan, who was holding Lily by the neck.
"Not that I know of," she answers. "Lily," I yell, "Magical floating candy out the door!"
"Where!" she screeches, quite like a banshee before racing out the door to look for it. "Wait up Lily!" Vyvyan yells before dragging me out of the shop and to our sister.
"Where did the magical candy fly to?" Lily frantically asks, searching high and low for it. "Over by the Shrieking Shack," I answer as if nothing is amiss. "Well, let's go!" She yells, over excited for a piece of candy on a stick. When we move closer to the Shrieking Shack I see Ron and Hermione looking at the haunted house. I silently move closer just to make what they are saying before I signal the other two to remain quiet.
Suddenly Malfoy and his goons come to view. "You two shopping for your new dream home?" he sneers at the couple. "Bit grand for you, isn't it, Weasle-Bee? Don't your family sleep in one room?" He prods Ron with, picking up a fight.
"Shut your mouth, Malfoy," Ron mumbles, trying to stay calm.
"Ooh, not very friendly. Boys, I think it's time to teach Wealse-Bee how to respect his superiors."
Hermione starts to sarcastically laugh, "I hope you don't mean yourself!"
"How dare you talk to me!" Malfoy yells, "You filthy little mudblood!"
"That's it! " I yell, grabbing snow and quickly balling it before I throw it at Malfoy's big head, hitting its target. I wasn't the only one who thought Malfoy needed to learn a lesson because someone else threw a snowball too, hitting his face. I glance around to find no one else there. "Who is that?" Malfoy asks, scared.
Vyvyan and Lily follow my lead and start pelting the Slytherins with snow balls. "Don't stand there! Do something!" He yells at one of his bodyguards. "What?" The boy asks, a stupid look on his face, before some force pulls his beanie above his eyes. The other goon, Crabbe I suppose, has his pants pulled down, revealing his colorful boxers. He scrambles to pull them up. Goyle pulls his beanie up over his eyes and looks around, only to see Crabbe kicked down by a force while he attempts to pull up his pants. Goyle is then taken by his scarf and spun around screaming like a girl and gaining a green complexion in his face. Malfoy trips and is dragged by his feet to the Shrieking Shack. I howl with laughter hearing his girly squeals. "What's up Malfoy? Lost your Skis?" the phantom's voice taunts. I recognize the voice as the one and only, Harry Potter.
Malfoy and his bodyguards quickly stand up and flee most likely running back to the castle. "Get out of the way!" Malfoy screams, push his one of his 'friends' down and running ahead of him. "Move!" he yells, pushing the other one down, so much for loyalty. "Malfoy! Wait! Wait!" The boys screech running after their leader. Hermione laughs hysterically at the "tough" Slytherins. And Ron smiles at them before his tassels on his hat are lifted up. He pales, and looks everywhere. Hermione's hair is lifted up before she turns backwards. "Harry!" she says in a reprimanding tone, still giggling.
Harry quickly pulls off an invisibility cloak to reveal his laughing self. "Bloody hell, Harry. That was not funny." Ron mumbles. His two friends still laugh at him.
"Come on, we should show ourselves now," I tell my sisters before walking out of the tree line and running up to our friends. Vyvyan and lily quickly trail behind me. "That was brilliant, Potter!" I yell, putting an arm over his shoulder. "I see we show ourselves now, Hale?" he says in a questioning manner.
"I would not be talking, Harry," Vyvyan says, referring to his invisibility cloak. "If I did show myself, you wouldn't have had such a show, now would you?" he replies. "Our snowballs distracted the morons for you," Lily replies, sober.
"True, and for that I thank you," he says, bowing to us.
"How did you get out of the castle?" Hermione asks, looking at Harry disapprovingly. "With this," he answers before pulling out a blank parchment. "You got out of the castle with a blank piece of paper?" Ron asks, confused. I don't blame him either. Harry points his wand to the parchment and says in a commanding voice, "I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." The parchment quickly reveals ink all over it. Harry unfolds it to show the ink is a map of Hogwarts. "Wicked," Vyvyan says under her breath. "This is the Marauder's Map."
