Uh...yeah. Sorry I took so long to update...I'm sorry!

Dedicated to all of my faithful and patient reviewers...plus Daniel Radcliffe! So hot...

-(I saw the 4th movie again last night! You-Know-Who freaks me out!)

Segment from "Popular" from the musical "Wicked"

"Popular...
You gonna be popular!
I teach you the proper ploys
When you talk to boys
Little ways to flirt and flounce...Oo!
I'll show you what shoes to wear,
How to fix your hair,
Everything that really counts
To be popular!"

As Lizzy tiptoed under the Slytherins, she pulled out her cherry wood and unicorn tail-hair wand. A devil smile crossed her face. She gave a shudder of mischief. She reached the section where Draco was...she smiled another devil smile. She noticed all of the metal that was on the seats, and realised that she didn't need her wand. As she tucked it away, she held out a hand. It suddenly glowed as lightening flickered across her fingers. She leaned forward and dragged her fingers across the metal beams, magnetizing them!

She snuck away, snickering quietly, so as not to arose unwanted attention. When she arrived back to Luna, she collapsed, howling her head off.

"Is something funny?" asked Luna in her normal dreamy way.

Lizzy nodded, breathless from laughing so hard. She wiped tears of mirth from her eyes and picked up her Charms essay. She completed it with a flourish, and sat back, watching the Quidditch stadium. Any minute now...Suddenly, screams of fury and bewilderment echoed across the lawns, coupled with curses and the occasional spell.

"I had a dog and his name was BINGO!" said Lizzy, punching her fist into the air. She started to do her "YAY" dance, which included disco moves while sitting down. "Oh, that was rich! RICH!" she collapsed with laughter again, causing Luna to actually look up from her magazine.

"Lizzy, are you feeling alright?"

"Never better," she replied, watching the Gryffindor students coming out of the stands, laughing it up. Harry and Ron were walking up to the castle, when Lizzy hailed them.

"Hey, Ron! What happened?" As if I don't know...ha!

"Lizzy! Luna! You won't believe it! When we were finished with practice, the Slytherians were getting up, right? Well, Malfoy and his closest allies couldn't! They were stuck to the benches! When we were leaving, the others were trying to free them, but it looks like they're stuck good!" Ron and Harry started howling again. Lizzy joined them with enthusiasm. Even Luna giggled.

"I wonder how they will be freed." Luna mused as they all started to walk back to the castle.

"I have a feeling it's gonna take awhile..." said Lizzy, smirking as she looked backwards at the Stadium.

The gossip around the Common Room that night was that Malfoy had finally gotten freed. Professor Flitwick had loosened him and Hagrid had pulled him free. His robes were ruined.

Harry and Ron were telling the story again and again to anyone who would listen, which was the entire Grffindor house! Everyone laughed when Ron described Malfoy's face when he found he couldn't get up. Lizzy still was laughing the hardest.

Hermione was slightly disturbed by Lizzy's constant laughter. She remembered the conversation that she and Lizzy had. "Malfoy will pay, and he will pay dearly." That's what she had said. Hermione looked at Lizzy. She looked so smug and satisfied. Did she do that to Malfoy? How did she though? It must have been a fairly powerful spell...

She noticed that Lizzy was going up the dormitory stairs. She put her advanced Potions book on the chair and followed her. As she came up to their dormitory, she saw flashes of light from underneath the door. Curious, she opened the door quietly. Lizzy was standing in the middle of the room, lightning emitting from her body at all places.

Hermione closed the door, completely freaked out by what she had seen. What had happened to her? Was it a curse? What was happening? Hermione slowly opened the door again. Lizzy was completely normal and she was gathering up her pajamas.

"Hi, Lizzy." said Hermione, stepping into the room. Lizzy gave a slight jump and turned.

"Oh, 'ello Hermione." she said, smiling. "I was about to get ready for bed."

"So," said Hermione, going over to her bed and sitting on it. "What do you think of what happened to Malfoy?"

"That was absolutely hilarious! Can't you just imagine it? Him, stuck like a pig! Hahahaha-HA!"

"Do you have any hypotheses about what happened?"

"No. Do you?"

"It was almost as if they were magnetized..."

"Really? That's strange." Lizzy opened the door to the bathroom and went in quickly. The door slammed, leaving Hermione alone. She smiled.

Lizzy sat on a chair, breathing heavily. That was too close. If Hermione had stepped into the room a few seconds earlier...She had almost blown her cover. She had come of age that night.

For each charge demon, the night they were born is very special. The stars in the heavens are in a particular order, and whenever they repeat themselves, is when the charge demon comes to age. Coming of age for charge demons means that they get all of their powers. They become as powerful as they will ever be. Their powers develop in one short burst of electrical charges, hence the lightning emitting from Lizzy. Some come of age early, some late. The latest one was 55 years of waiting, waiting before he could use his powers to their full extent.

Lizzy had come of age that night, a few seconds before Hermione stepped into the room. Now she could use her powers indefinitely. Now she was at full strength and power. Now...now she would have to work harder than ever, seeing as she was undercover, and now not only her eyes would glow when she was mad, but her whole being. Now not only would her hair frizz with static, but it would also send out shocks to defend her.

She pulled at her hair, staring at herself in the mirror. The red streaks had faded in the past couple of years. Now they were prominent and it looked as if she had gotten yellow streaks in red hair. How was she gonna explain this? Hair-dye job gone hay-wire? Prank? Dare? What was she going to do?

Lizzy had settled with a hair-dye-job-gone-hay-wire story, and was lying in bed. Everyone else was asleep. She sighed, then got up and went over to the window. It was a cloudy night, maybe a storm was coming. That would be so sweet.

She saw a streak of lightning. She smiled widely. Wonderful a storm. But that streak was traveling slower than what was normal. And it seemed to be coming this way...omigosh!

It stopped right outside the window. Lizzy saw a face staring at her. But it wasn't just any face.

"Daddy...?" It was him! She recognized his features from the pictures her mum had kept around the house. His eyes were gone though...

"Elizabeth...?"She heard him speak although the window was closed. She quickly opened it, and reached out. She touched her father on the arm. He grasped the hand. "Elizabeth. Elizabeth!" He pulled her out of the room, and into his strong embrace. She hugged him tightly.

"Daddy..." she whispered. She couldn't believe it. "Where-? How-?"

"You came of age, didn't you?" he said, smiling at her.

"Yes, how did you know, dad?"

"A charge demon can feel if his flesh and blood has come of age." he replied. "I'm so proud of you, Elizabeth. Look at yourself. Where are we, by the way? Where's your mother?" He looked around blindly, hoping to hear her voice.

"We aren't in Ireland anymore, Daddy."

"Then where are we?"

"England, Daddy." her voice was steadily dropping to a whisper.

"Where's your mother?"

"She's...she's gone...Daddy."

"Gone...? But...? How...?" Lizzy started sobbing, her voice cracked and strained.

"He took her! He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named! He took her!"

"He took her prisoner? What are we sitting here for, then? Let's-!"

"No Daddy. Took her life." That simple statement seemed to drain everything from Static. He sank to his knees in the air, as if he had been standing on a floor. He was supported by nothing, yet there he sat.

"Opal..." he murmured, letting go of Lizzy. "Opal..."

"Daddy?" she fell to her knees too. She hugged him tightly. "Don't worry Daddy. I'm still here. I'm still here. Don't leave me, Daddy. Don't leave me." Static stared ahead, not responding to the hug of his only child. He just sat there, drained of everything.

"L-lizzy...?" she heard from the open window. Gasping she turned around to see Lavender staring at her. "Lizzy? What-what are you doing? Who's that?"

"This is all a dream!" snapped Lizzy, glaring at Lavender. "Go back to your bed and go to sleep!" Lavender suddenly stiffened, staring blankly ahead, she turned and walked out of Lizzy's sight.

"Elizabeth..." whispered her father. Lizzy turned back to him.

"Yes, Daddy?"

"I wasn't able to protect her. But I can still protect you. Elizabeth," he grasped her hands, staring into her eyes. At that moment, his eyes cleared and once again shone with lightning power. Then it faded. "Elizabeth, if you ever need me, call. I'll be waiting just around the corner of your eye." There was a suddenly prick on her flesh. She gave a slight jump, but didn't move.

With a final hug, he deposited her back in her room. He turned and flew off, from the direction he came. She looked at her wrist. There was small star there.

"Good-bye...Daddy."