At dinner that night, as luck would have it, the Potters started in again. Apparently when Professor Sprout hadn't fawned over them it had burnt their egos to a crisp. It started when Jamie sent a stinging hex at Neville as he picked up his goblet. The spell caused the glass to fly out of his hand and land all over Neville and George who was sitting beside him.
"Clumsy much Longbottom?" Pansy sneered and Neville went scarlet as all the eyes of the Great Hall settled on him.
"Perhaps if wands didn't randomly fire spells at people he would have been fine." Fred snapped causing Percy to gently tap his foot under the table. This definitely wasn't the time to pick a fight with the twins-who-lived.
"What's that supposed to mean, Weasel?" Minnie demanded and Fred simply shrugged going back to his dinner.
The Great Hall looked betweent the Gryffindors uneasily for several moments before slowly going back to their own dinners. Jamie started to speak again only to be stopped by Blaise who shook his head and nodded at the teachers table; both Snape and Sprout had their eyes trained on them. Jamie nodded and winked at Minnie who grinned at Pansy before starting to pick at her vegetables.
As soon as McGonagall had come around to check the rooms one last time Percy, Fred, and George could be seen entering the second dorm of first year boys. An hour after that, shortly before midnight, seven boys exited the room and managed to avoid waking anyone as they left Gryffindor tower. Moments later the boys stood against a wall as one of the paced back and forth before a door appeared and the seven boys disappeared from sight taking the door with them.