He sat for half an hour, waiting for the rest of his class and for the class in front of him to end. He was shocked to see Lavender Brown crying her eyes out. He walked calmly over. "What's the matter?" He asked.

"M-m-my pet rabbit, Binky, died!" She stuttered. "Professor Trelawney was right! Do you know what day it is? It's October 18! The thing you are dreading most will happen on the eighteenth of October." She broke down once more.

"Was Binky an old rabbit?" Hermione asked.

"N-no, he was only a baby!" Lavender cried.

"Then why were you dreading it? Pro-" Hermione was cut off as ice fastened itself over her mouth.

"Gods, Hermione! Just SHUT UP!" Jack shouted, his voice carrying easily down the corridor. "She just lost someone that she loved! Some people actually love things other than books! You don't seem to care a lot about other people's pets, now do you?" Jack then promptly bent down right next to Lavender and gave her a hug. "Hey, don't cry. I don't think that Binky would want you to cry. I think he would want you to smile whenever you thought about him."

Lavender gave a small smile and her crying began to softly slow, and her hiccups began to slow as well. "Hey, be happy you have your memories. Not everyone does. When I was on the streets, all I knew was my name. Then my family took me in. I have a bunny back at home, and I don't know what I would do without him, he's my best friend, and he loves flowers. He also loves to race around." Jack said, getting her to cheer up. "Just ignore Hermione. She doesn't know what it's like to lose someone."

Lavender hugged him tighter and he gently helped her back to her feet from the knees she had fallen down onto. He glared at Hermione, but melted the ice on her mouth. They had drawn a crowd of onlookers, those that had just gotten out of class and heard Jack shouting.

"Mr. Frost, are you going to stand there, or are you going to come to class?" McGonagall asked from behind him. She gave him a kind smile and Jack helped Lavender into class, sitting by her, refusing to look at Hermione. At the end of class, Jack agreed that he would stay with Harry while he asked Professor McGonagall if she could let him go to Hogsmeade. She said no, much to both of their disappointment.

"Sorry Harry. I was really hoping that I wouldn't have to pass the dementors all by myself." Jack said jokingly, but sincerely. Harry laughed, Jack succeeding.

"Couldn't you freeze them, like you did with Hermione?" Jack smiled at him.

"Where's the fun in that?" Jack then made the floor in front of Harry icy, causing him to slip. "It would be like me telling everyone that it was me who played the paint prank on the Slytherin!" Harry looked at him with wide eyes. "I had some help, of course!" Jack added.

"You know that Snape is after your head, right? You're going to be expelled if he finds out."

"Nah, I won't. Besides, you won't tell, will you?" Jack asked, raising an eyebrow. Harry shook his head with a smile.

"Now, you should get to bed, Jack. We have a game to win tomorrow!" Jack smiled at Harry's enthusiasm and nodded to him. Jack didn't actually plan on sleeping.

"I've got to do my homework first." Harry looked at him.

"You don't HAVE any homework. You got it all done in class! Not even Hermione can do that!" Jack winced at the mention of Hermione.

"I should probably apologize to her. She didn't deserve my yelling at her." Harry nodded.

"Yeah, I think everyone in the school heard you. You were yelling really loudly." Jack winced, feeling even worse.

"Hey, Hermione!" Jack called out as they entered the Common Room. She turned, eyes suspicious. "Hey, I'm sorry for yelling at you. You didn't deserve it, I was still mad at Snape and I vented it on you." Jack said, looking at his feet. He heard Hermione sigh.

"No, Jack, you were right to yell at me, I was being a might insensitive. Though I think the ice was going a little far, don't you?" She said, putting a forgiving hand on his shoulder.

"Well, how else was I going to make sure you wouldn't interrupt my rant?" Jack teased, glad that was cleared up. "Oh, and I think that Crookshanks is on to something. Something about Ron's old rat is weird." Jack said as Crookshanks weaved himself around his legs, purring.

Two days later, the next day was the Quidditch match.

"Oh, Jack! Your fairy brought you a letter!" Ron said as he walked down from the dormitory. Baby Tooth was perched on his shoulder, holding a letter. She zipped over to Jack and handed it to him, nuzzling against his cheek. He waited until everyone was gone from the common room, except Sandy to read it. Jack opened the letter and smiled as he read.

Dear Jack,

Good job getting on the team! North and Tooth will be attending your first game! Can't wait! Phil wanted to come as well, but we were afraid that he would scare the students. You better not be causing trouble, either, or Tooth will send you another howler, and it will be fire proof! Don't let your brothers boss you around too much, either.

With love,

North and Tooth

Jack sighed and smiled at her. He had missed them in the couple of months he had been here. Now they were going to be able to see him play the sport that he had grown to love as much as the rest of the team. Jack raced down gracefully to Sandy, excited to tell him. He was pulled up short by his brother's glare.

"Jack! I've been looking for you! You need to sleep!" Jack groaned, knowing that Sandy would have noticed he hadn't slept in a while. He didn't need it, but Sandy still got annoyed when Jack avoided him for too long.

"I will! But I wanted to tell you that Tooth and North are going to be here tomorrow for the match! Pass it on to Bunny, will you?" Jack said quickly as Sandy pulled out his wand, dreamsand beginning to swirl around. "Bye!" Jack said and attempted to leave before Sandy could hit him with the dreamsand. He failed, the sand wrapping around his ankle and tugging him back towards his brother.

"Jack, I know when you are lying, you WILL go to sleep tonight. You haven't gotten any in a while!" Sandy said, shaking his finger at him. Jack, who was hanging upside down, folded his arms defiantly. Sandy sent dreamsand to his head, but the Wind shot it away. Jack smirked at his older brother, glad that the wind was on his side. Sandy scowled at him, then grinned evilly.

The sand formed like hands, then began to gently tickle Jack's sides and his bare feet, making the child laugh. "S-s-SANDY!" Jack managed between laughs, trying to keep the sand away from him. Sandy refused to let up until Jack surrendered and the dreamsand sent him to sleep. Sandy smiled fondly at him before setting him in the little window seat that he frequented.

Jack woke up, hours later, to the twins speaking quietly over him. He kept his eyes shut and just listened. "So, what should we do to him?" Fred, the voice was definitely Fred's.

"I dunno. Do you think that we should prank him?" George asked.

"What about his brothers?" He could practically see them looking over at Bunny and Sandy.

"How will they know it was us?" George assured. Jack peaked his eyes open a sliver and saw that they were still looking over at Bunny and Sandy. Jack smirked and silently moved away from them, circling around the room to a spot that they would not be able to see him. "Hey! Where'd he go?" Jack snickered quietly, sneaking up behind them.

"Hi! Weren't planning on pranking me away, were you?" Jack said, scaring both of them.

"Where the bloody hell did you come from!?" They said together, turning towards him.

"The window seat." Jack said, smiling.

"Well, get ready! We have a match to win!" They said. Jack rushed back up to the dormitory and got dressed then rushed to the Great Hall for a quick breakfast. He was stopped by a very worried Wood.

"Jack! Change of plans, we're not playing Slytherin! Apparently Malfoy fell off of his broom during practise and can't play. We're playing Hufflepuff!" Jack groaned, suddenly dreading his meeting with Wood.

"We'll be fine, Wood. We've got an unbeatable team! The bludgers can't get past the twins, the snitch has NEVER gotten away from Harry, it's almost impossible to get the quaffle past you! We'll be fine!" Jack assured before brushing past to sit by Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Harry was eating heartily, but Jack suddenly wasn't as intent to eat. He balked when Hermione set a large plate in front of him, full of bacon, toast, and a variety of pastries. Jack gave Harry his bacon, looking at it with disgust.

"Sorry, I'm a vegetarian. I'll just stick to toast." Jack said when Harry opened his mouth to argue. Jack dutifully ate everything, then the seconds that Hermione shoved at him. "Hermione! I'm going to explode if I eat anymore!" Jack said as she tried to get him to eat thirds.

"But you're so thin!" Hermione fretted.

"I'm fine!" Jack didn't mind that he was bone thin, but he hated it when it was brought up.

"Ya know, Frostbite, maybe ya should eat. It looks like the Wind could pick ya up and carry ya around!" Bunny said from behind him. Jack and the others jumped about a foot in the air when they turned to see Bunny looming over them.

"And to make it easier for you to catch me!" Jack said. He looked worryingly at the ceiling.

"It looks like it's going to storm." Sandy said as he came up to them, knowing that storms always put Jack to sleep and also always gave him nightmares as well, no matter how much dreamsand Jack was given. Jack shrugged off the worried looks he was given by his brothers.

Jack was thrilled to be out in the sky, even though it WAS downpouring. He laughed as he circled the pitch, the wind keeping the rain out of his face. He flew by North and Tooth, who had taken a potion much like the one he and his brothers had, so now Tooth was a young asian woman, very beautiful, while North looked much the same, but his hair was shorter, and it was much like Jack's hair had been before he died, a dark, deep brown.

He scored again and again on the Hufflepuffs, who couldn't stop him, either because he was going too fast or they couldn't see him through the rain. He was surprised to hear a whistle being blown. They were informed that if the snitch wasn't found soon that they were going to be playing into the night. Hermione did a spell on Harry's glasses so he would be able to see. Then they were back in the air, flying. Jack felt guilty for not telling Harry about how many times he had seen the snitch fly by already. Gryffindor was now up 160 to 10, 140 points scored by Jack. He made one more goal before he felt very weak. He saw that Harry was flying high up to the sky, following a tiny yellow orb.

Jack looked around in terror as he saw dementors shooting across the pitch. The storm seemed to grow worse as they did, a bolt of lightning hitting his arm, making him falter in the air for a moment. Had he been human, he would have been knocked out by that, but he managed to stay conscious. That didn't last long as the dementors swarmed around the pitch, soaking up any joy that had been in the atmosphere, replacing it with fear. Jack saw Harry falling, Cedric Diggory get the snitch, then the darkness took him, being replaced with his death. Before his eyes closed, he swore he saw a black dog.

He woke up once more, surrounded by people. He looked over and saw a pile of wooden splinters next to Harry, who was looking at them in despair. "Did we lose the match?" Jack asked, speaking up.

"Jack! You're okay! Sweet Tooth, don't you ever do that to me again, I thought you were dead when you hit the ground! You are SO lucky that your broom managed to slow your fall!" Tooth said, squeezing him tightly. Jack groaned in pain, and she released him.

"Jack, we won the match, but… Diggory got the snitch and Harry's broom got smashed by the Whomping Willow!" Ron said.

Jack winced. The Whomping Willow did not like being hit by things, and normally hit back. Hard. Harry's broom hadn't stood a chance. "I'm sorry, Harry." Jack said. Harry just shrugged at him, nothing left to be said.

"Oh, you're up! I swear, you're becoming worse than Potter!" Madam Pomfrey scolded before practically force feeding him a giant piece of chocolate. Jack saw Tooth glaring daggers at the woman who had dared give Jack something that could ruin his teeth. "Now, out! All of you out, he needs rest!"

Tooth did not like being told that. "I am not leaving!" She said stubbornly, and Jack winced, he didn't wish Tooth's rant on anyone.

"Tooth-"

"Toothy-"

"Toothiana-" North, Bunny, and Sandy (in that order) tried. She held up one hand, and they all shut up fast.

"I'm NOT leaving my baby Sweet Tooth! I haven't seen him in months and I don't plan on leaving him all alone when he's hurt!" Tooth explained further. Jack was obviously not going to have a say in this.

"Bu-" He tried anyway. He ducked under the thin sheets at the look Tooth gave him. Madam Pomfrey huffed but allowed her to stay. North stayed as well, mostly to be sure that Tooth didn't kill the nurse.

He groaned internally, wishing that he would have some time to just rest. Now he would definitely not be going to sleep, he refused to have a nightmare while his "mother" was around. She would fuss him to death! Plus, the last thing he needed was for his spiritual Grandfather, as in, he was Mother Nature's father and MN was his mother, paying a visit to him. They had never gotten along, then there was the whole thing with the taking over the world with fear, breaking his staff, and harming his family thing that happened.

Unfortunately, his brain and body resisted his will and sleep came. He cursed as he found himself in complete darkness. "Now that is just MEAN, Pitch." Jack quipped calmly, not afraid of the dark. He felt the space around him move, and THEN panic started to set in. He was afraid of the things hidden IN the dark. Light filtered in, seeming to come from the large black dog that was now crouched readily in front of him.

The beast leapt, and Jack's limbs were frozen. The dog pushed him over and its jaws hovered threateningly over his throat. Jack fought against his subconscious and shoved the dog off of him, his staff appearing in his hand. The beast growled unhappily and disappeared, being replaced by Pitch.

"No need to get crabby, Frost." Pitch said smoothly.

"No need to give me a nightmare, either, so I guess we're both doing unnecessary things right now." Jack snapped.

"What's got you so upset?" Pitch asked, all venom gone, sounding genuinely curious.

"Oh, nothing, just almost getting killed by your creations does that to me for some reason." Jack said sarcastically.

"I haven't sent any creatures after you." Pitch sneered.

"Dementors. The ones that the Ministry of Magic turned against you to use as prison guards."

Pitch scowled unhappily. "They were disasters! They took too much fear, they took people's souls, and when I tried to call them all back, they turned to the MInistry and gave their allegiance to them!" Pitch looked like he regretted making the dreadful creatures. But looks could be deceiving, so Jack didn't let his guard down.

"Why would they go after you, though? They should know not to…." The last part was more to himself than to Jack.

"They were after the crowd, I just got affected. The Ministry-" Jack shut himself and turned away from Pitch, refusing to share anymore. The man could not be trusted, with anything.

"Oh, don't be shy to share, Jack. I already know that you are at Hogwarts and that the dementors are stationed around the school to protect them from Sirius Black." Jack looked at him in shock. "Jack," he sighed in exaseration, "I see people's fears, their nightmares. How would I NOT know about that when so many have nightmares about it?"

Jack glared. "Are you going to let me wake up soon? Because I think that Tooth might be freaking out." Jack said.

"No, they don't even know. Besides, am I not allowed to see my own grandson?" Pitch asked rhetorically.

"Then you can go see Alex Sun." Jack snapped. Alex Sun was his seasonal brother, the embodiment of Summer.

"Summer is a bumbling idiot that's been in the sun for too long." Pitch snapped back. Jack couldn't stop the smirk and nod that came to him at hearing that. But he immediately scowled again.

"Pitch, you tried to KILL ME! You can't exactly expect me to forgive you for that, family or not." Jack sighed.

"I did NOT try to kill you. I tried to get you out of the way, but I would never kill you! I do not wish to incur Seraphina's wrath."

"You swung a SCYTHE AT ME!" Jack shouted, ice exploding around him. "Damn it!" He said, more ice coming.

Black sand clamped itself over his mouth. "Language, Jack. I don't think it's wise for someone who is around children so often to be using that word. Besides, it would have gone around you, or just knocked you out. You can't die, you're immortal." Pitch said silkily. Jack could only glare at him and wait for the sand to be removed. Pitch did, and Jack spat sand out of his mouth.

"That wasn't necessary." Jack said. He tried to force his body to wake up, but found his body limp.

"I think your body is in a healing sleep." Pitch put in unhelpfully. "Why?"

Oh, right, Pitch didn't know that he had fallen. "I got hit by lightning, the dementors came, I fell a couple hundred feet. The Wind slowed my fall but I still hit pretty hard." Jack said, speaking to his grandfather, not his ex-enemy, right now. Pitch had been declared a non threat by Mother Nature herself after Jack joined the Guardians, but there was still a grudge between them and him. "Hey! Do you want to help me and Bunny with a story for Halloween?" If Pitch was surprised by the topic change, he didn't show it.

"What do you need?" Pitch asked.

"I just need the shadows to shape themselves to my words. That's it. It adds some UMPH to the tale." Jack grinned, giving his grandfather some low level puppy dog eyes.

"FINE! I'll do it! Just don't give me the eyes!" Pitch knew very well what the eyes could do. The child could probably take over the world if he wanted to, just using his eyes. "Didn't you break Tooth the last time you did that?"

"How..?"

"That ridiculous rabbit had a nightmare about it." Jack nodded in understanding, then grinned and sat down comfortably as he felt Sandy enter his dream.

"Hi Sandy!" Jack said with a wave as the dreamweaver entered. He gave a happy wave to both of them, being the only one of the Guardians that didn't hold a grudge for his counter part.

It appeared that the potion worked even in dreams, because he still looked like a fifteen year old. Jack imagined a mirror and looked at himself, frowning at his hair. He prefered it being silvery white. "You know, I thought that the potion wouldn't work in dreams."

"Well, that's the thing about Magic, Jack. It never seems to do what you expect." Sandy said. Pitch didn't even flinch.

"Let me guess, you already know about the whole story that led up to us going up to Hogwarts." Jack got a smile and a nod from Pitch.

"You should really not get in the way of a hippogriff, Jack." Jack rolled his eyes. Yawning, he glared at Sandy.

"I'm already asleep! How are you making me tired?" Jack said, hiding another yawn behind his hand. Sandy just conjured up a bed of sand and pointed at it pointedly. Jack sighed and climbed in, going deeper into sleep. As soon as he was, Sandy turned to Pitch.

"I thought we agreed that you wouldn't visit him here?" Sandy said, though he had a smile on his face.

"What!? First you keep me from making sure that he is alright after he was an idiot and got in the way of a hippogriff, do you really expect that I wouldn't come see him when you tell me that he's in the Hospital Wing AGAIN? I don't have a good feeling about this, either, but none of you Guardians trust me enough, or at all, for me to tell you. There is something HERE at Hogwarts, there has been for a while. I can't get a lock on it, but it's there. I don't want the Youngest Spirit getting hurt any more than you do." Sandy sighed and left, along with Pitch.

He was right, there was something here. Sandy had felt it as well. It was fear, but it also held a kind of evil to it. The fact that Pitch couldn't get a lock on it when it held so much of his element was worrying, to say the least.

Jack sighed as he opened his eyes to see Tooth asleep next to him, in an uncomfortable chair, with North and Sandy right beside her. Jack looked the other way and saw Bunny drawing, looking miffed about something. Jack realized that he had frozen Bunny's chair in his sleep. Oops.

"Bunny! Here to bust me out?" Jack whispered.

"Not on yer nelly." Bunny said back to him, looking relieved.

"How long was I out?" Jack asked. He wanted to know how long Sandy had put him to sleep for.

"Four days before Sandy came in and saw what was just Pitch and you were in a healing sleep. Then you were asleep for another five days."

"Nine days! So, it's… October 30! Tomorrow's Halloween!" Jack said, glaring at Sandy. He sat up and looked around the room.

"Hey Bunny, what's that?" Jack asked, looking at a bunch of paper, candy, and flowers.

"That's get well gifts from yer admirers. Tooth almost had a fit when a couple of girls walked in with flowers and chocolate." Bunny said, giving Jack a smirk.

Jack went bright red. "What DID she do?"

"Oh. well, she took them away. The girls had somehow gotten their hands on some sort of banned candy and Tooth wasn't having it. I think that they were in Ravenclaw, too, so…" Jack scowled and shook his head, carefully getting out of the bed and stumbled over to Bunny, looking at what he was drawing.

"Is that Sophie?" Jack asked as he stared down at one of his first believers. Next to her was Jamie, then Jack. Jack was reading them a book, ice figures dancing around him, giving life to the simple story of the ugly duckling. Jack knew it was the ugly duckling because Bunny had written the title of the book on the drawing of it.

"Wow, I didn't know that you were there!" Jack said, surprised.

"I heard that the little sheila had a cold. I was gonna see if I could do anything ta cheer her up, but you were already there." Bunny explained. Quick as lightning, Jack snatched the sketch book away from him.

He flicked through the pictures, all in stunning detail. One was a beautiful flower, with a mountain behind it, the color in it so lifelike, he felt like he could reach out and touch it. Next was Tooth surrounded by her fairies, giving out orders, every feather drawn in perfect clarity. Then it was Phil, painting in the Workshop, a couple of paint splatters on his defined fur. Then North, carving ice into a creation of Wonder. North's study was right, down to the broken pencil randomly lying on the ground. Then it was the Warren, the Golems guarding the tunnels that Jack constantly snuck into. Jack was shot to see Bunny had drawn the time that Jack had fallen out of a tree and sprained his arm. The rabbit had captured the brief moment of pain in his face, and everything was exact, except his eyes. His eyes were such a light blue they appeared silve. That wasn't what was wrong, though. It was the fact that they were the same color.

"Bunny, this one isn't right." Jack said, holding it out. Bunny looked at him, waiting for him to explain.

"My eyes are different colors. Those are the same." Jack said.

"I know. But I didn't have the kind of grey that the other eye was." Bunny said. Jack just shrugged and went back to looking at the pictures.

A fireplace stared up at him, looking like it was frozen in time. North was sleeping next to it in the giant plush chair that was always dubbed "North's". Tooth was there as well, sleeping in the next chair over. Sandy was sleeping, curled up on the couch. Jack was asleep on the rafters, one thin are hanging down limply. There was a big blank spot on the paper, showing where Bunny had been the night that this had happened.

"Can I borrow your pencil?" Jack asked, taking it when a suspicious Bunny handed it to him. Jack closed his eyes and remembered what Bunny had looked like when Jack had flown out the next morning before anyone else had woken up. Once he had the image, he set to work putting it on the paper. He drew silently, getting every detail right, silently grabbing the pencils that Bunny had handed to him to color it in. When he was done, he showed it to Bunny. Bunny had a triumphant gleam in his eye.

"What?" Jack asked.

"I won a bet." Bunny said, ruffling his hair. "I told North that ya were an artist, but he didn't believe me."

"Really? I have to make every single snowflake and frost pattern that I spread! How could I not be an artist?" Jack said, shaking his head at North.

"So, is Pitch gonna help with the story?" Bunny asked. Jack grinned and nodded. He grinned and smiled. Yawning again, he climbed back into bed and slept the rest of the day, only waking up right before dinner. During that time, Bunny was happy to draw new pictures for Jack to marvel over. He was constantly going back to the page that Jack had finished for him. You could tell it was made by someone else immediately, the drawing more graceful and flowing than the rest of the drawing. The detail was more carefully planned out, tiny details normally forgotten were drawn out and emphasized.

Jack didn't even realize that he had such a great talent. The boy had seemed hesitant, as though worried that Bunny wouldn't be happy with his drawing. Now the kid was asleep, looking peaceful, something that never happened. Jack always putting up a mask or a mischievous smile that told you he was trouble, but now he just looked like a kid. Not someone who had spent years, decades even, without talking to anyone other than the Wind and the Moon.

Jack and Bunny had gone down together, after barely convincing Tooth that it was okay if she left. Sandy had escorted them to the gate to make sure that she did in fact leave. Jack was going on and on about how he was excited to go to Hogsmeade. Bunny just nodded and hummed in the right times to let Jack know he was still listening.

"Jack!"

"You're back!"

"We thought you would never come back to us!" The twins said as they raced up to him.

'Hey, why were-"

"You there so long?"

"Harry was only-"

"There overnight! You-"

"Almost missed Hogsmeade!" They said, finishing each other's sentences.

"I got hit by lightning as well. But I'm fine now!" They grinned and led him through the Great Hall to the crowd that was formed by the door.

"Jack! You're okay!"

"Good job, winning us the match, Jack!"

"Jack!"

It went on like that, Jack looking absolutely terrified by the girls that swarmed around him. He sent a silent "help me!" to the twins, but they couldn't have gotten to him through the crowd. Two girls from Ravenclaw batted their eyelashes at him and tried to get him away from the crowd, but a whole bunch of first years stopped them.

"Hey, if you let me go eat, I'll tell you a story tomorrow, deal?" Jack said, and they finally let him go. Jack sighed in relief and ducked away from the persistent Ravenclaws that still were trying to nab him. Jack's face was pale as he sat close to Bunny for protection.

"Those the two girls?" Jack asked shakily. Bunny let out a laugh while he nodded. "Ack! Don't let them get me!" Jack pleaded as they spotted him. Bunny sent them a glare, which they returned and continued on their chosen path to their prey. Jack tried to make himself as small as possible, wishing for once that he was invisible.

"Hey Jack!" One said. This one was obviously the lackey, following the other one's orders. "My friend wants to talk to you… ALONE." The girl gave Bunny a pointed look. Jack shot his brother a worried look, but his arm was grabbed and he was dragged rather reluctantly out of the hall. Bunny glared at their backs. He turned to the twins, who were breathing heavily after having fought their way to the table.

"Do ya two think that ya can get a distress message ta Peeves? Jack got dragged off by a couple of sheilas." The two pranksters looked at each other.

"Did you hear that, Fred?"

"I think I did, George."

"A couple of girls think that they can steal our prince, Fred!"

"I do believe that we have our mission, George."

"We'll get him back for you!" They said together. They went off in separate directions. One to get Peeves, the other to check on the situation.

Five minutes later, there were two shrieks heard through the castle and the pounding of feet. Bunny dashed out to see what had happened. Jack was currently sitting shell shocked up on a delicate chandelier, the twins and Peeves calmly sitting next to him. The two girls were glaring up at them. Peeves shot down and dragged Bunny up there as well and he stared down.

"So… What did they want?" Bunny asked. Jack didn't make any move that he had heard him, staring straight ahead of him.

"They asked if he would escort them to Hogsmeade then one of them tried to kiss him. Peeves got him before it happened, but Jack hasn't moved since." Fred explained.

Bunny gently tickled Jack, forcing him to break out of his shock. "I knew those two were trouble." Bunny growled as he hugged his traumatized brother close. Jack leaned against him and shivered.

"Please let me stay up here for a while. I don't want to give them a chance to get me again." Jack said. Bunny looked at the rest of their prank team.

"I think that it's time for the Phantom Pranksters to strike again, this time on Ravenclaw." Bunny said, going with the name that had been dubbed on them by the student body. The others nodded, even Jack.

"Ooh! Peeves is going to enjoy this! Little girls shouldn't mess with little Jackie!" Peeves said with a grin. They planned to the last detail, Jack feeling much better. They set up the prank, Jack getting through riddle, which was: What is the hardest thing to build but the easiest thing to break. It was Trust.

He ended setting up the prank by himself because the others didn't dare try the riddle in case they lost. Jack dashed back out and they snuck back to their common room, no one seeing them. They all high fived each other before retreating for bed. They would know how it went in the morning.