Chapter 6

Draco tapped his fingers on his Transfiguration book, bored out of his mind and aching to see his mate. He hadn't seen Harry since breakfast, as they had different lessons too each other. He glared at the clock on the wall that seemed to be going slower than it had yesterday and sighed quietly.

As soon as the bell had gone, the blond was up and out of his seat, his books already in his bag. He walked briskly to the dining hall, and as he thew the doors open, he saw Harry sitting at the Ravenclaw table with the Lovegood girl and the Weasley twins. All four of them were eating chips - he saw a great big bowl of them sitting in the middle of all of them, a huge pile of the food covered in tomato ketchup that kept on refilling whenever the pile got past the rim of the bowl.

Despite the still urgent need to hold his mate in his arms, Draco decided that he would wait for the four of them to finish whatever they were planning - knowing from experience that what they were talking about was potentially dangerous to whomever they were planning on unleashing their prank on (he only knew it was a prank because whenever they planned one they always ate chips. He had never, before today, seen them share a self-filling bowl, though).

Shaking his head, he walked over to the Slytherin table, sitting down beside Blaise when he got there.

"Alright there, Draco? Where's Harry?"

"I'm fine, Blaise, just a little tired. Harry is with the other Loon's over with the Ravens." Draco replied.

Loon's was the name they had given the group of four when they first got together in third year. Neither Blaise or Draco knew how they all became friends, but Harry Potter, Luna Lovegood and Fred and George Weasley were best friends. Harry had been friends with the twins before, but not to the extent they were now. Harry was still quite good friends with the two youngest Weasley's, and the Granger girl, but his best friends were the one's he was sharing a bowl of chips with at the Ravenclaw table.

"So it's all ready?"

"Ready and set."

"Then lets start it."

"We can't. Not yet."

"But why~?"

"Because he's not here yet you idiot."

Huff. "I don't like it when your right."

"But I'm usually right."

"Oh, do shut up"

Silence.

"Ohh, there he is!"

"Alright, everyone know the plan.

"Yup!"

"Of course."

"In case you don't remember, I came up with the plan."

"No need to get so big-headed."

Giggle's.

"Alright, Loon's, lets go!"

"Yeah!"

George glanced around the Great Hall for possible spies. He nodded to his comrades when he didn't spot any. Harry and Luna got up and stretched slightly, starting the plan. They linked arms and walked pass the Hufflepuff table and to the Slytherin table when they were done with their stretching, humming a tune they had all used in a prank two weeks ago. Fred also got up, and the twins walked together humming the same tune, walking in front of the head table.

Sitting down on either side of their little brother, the twins wrapped an arm around him each.

"Hello there - "

" - Little Ronniekins - "

" - How are you - "

" - On this fine "

" Day?"

Ron Weasley looked back and forth between his two brothers, confused with their twin-speak even after living with them for 15 years. He gave up soon enough, and ignored them to eat his food after saying a greeting.

"Hello."

And so he went back to his food.

He wasn't aware of his brothers snickering going on over his head.

Draco looked at the two people coming his way.

If he didn't know for sure, he would have thought that Harry and Luna were twins. They were the same height, same build, and had the same facial structure. They also had the same length hair, and the same lightly tanned skin. The only difference was their colouring - Harry had black hair and green eyes, and Luna had pale blond hair and pale blue eyes - and the shape of their eyes. What Draco did know, was that they were distantly related - he just didn't know how.

But right now, he was not puzzling over that mystery. No, today, he was wondering why they looked so innocent.

Harry and Luna looked at each other when they saw Draco's suspicious look, and giggled when they caught each others eye.

They couldn't wait until it started.

Severus Snape glanced between four of his students, suspicious. Like his godson, he knew what was going to happen when those particular four ate a bowl of chips - though the sharing of a self-filling bowl was new - and he wanted to know what they were planning, and when, so he could get out of the hall before it started.

When Harry and Luna stretched, one of their hands - he didn't know who's, as they were entwined, so possibly both of them - pointed towards him, so he took his que to leave as quick as possible.

You see, over the years, the Loon's and Severus Snape had come to an agreement. As long as he was exluded from their pranks, he wouldn't give out detentions or take house points from them, even though he (and Draco) were the only one's who knew it was them when a prank was pulled. So, he wouldn't get pranked, and they wouldn't get caught by the teachers - at least not all the time. They did want a bit of recognition.

So, whenever they were going to do a prank, they somehow told him when to leave so he wouldn't get caught up in it. Like today, sometimes they pointed at him, other times one of them wrote the time and date in the middle of their Potions essay. Sometimes, they also put a letter with details through the floo (he had no idea where they found a fireplace with floo access), others a note appeared on his breakfast - in code - it had taken his two hours to work out the code. A few times, he had had a number of different birds land near his plate, deliever a - coded - letter, and steal all his bacon before flying off again.

And the other teachers still hadn't figured out how he hadn't gotten pranked since mid-way through Harry Potter's second year.

Ron looked suspiciously at his food. It didn't taste the same. Shrugging his shoulders and deciding the house-elves were trying out new ingredients, he went back to chewing through his bacon.

He looked up confused when he heard music. Deciding it was his imagination, he once again went back to his food.

When he heard it for the fifth time, the lyrics to the dreaded christmas song - 'You can have my cauldron, But you can't have my heart'. When he looked up, he saw the majority of the hall looking around in confusion. All heads snapped to the headmaster when the music 'Wizard Waltz' echoed around the hall. Some people actually screamed, remembering their dance classes for the Yule ball last year.

One by one, all different sorts of music could be heard around the hall. Wizard, Muggle, English, and Chinese.

Ron looked around in confusion, and screamed when he saw antennas sticking out of Hermione's head. He looked around, and saw everybody else had antennas sticking out of their heads as well. They all had what looked like musical notes coming out of them, in a variety of colours. What really shocked him was that they all had a miniature animal stuck to the end.

He almost laughed when he saw Hermione's - an otter.

He paled though when he thought that if everyone else had them, he must as well. Reaching his hands up to his head, he felt around until he felt the cold, thin antenna's. Working his way up them, he gulped when he came to the animal.

A dog. With a tounge. Sticking out.

Sorry for the wait. But, at long last, I have gotten out a long chapter - and its got some information you might need to remember for later.

Hope you enjoyed it.