In which Meg is shrouded in more suspicion.
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Meg woke to Pasty's, or whoever it was she roomed with's, shrieking. She was shrieking about Lockheart and his quote, unquote, 'Amazing hair'.
Meg rolled over and buried her face in her pillow. She eventually picked her head up, but it was only after her roommate had left the room.
First off it was early. Too early for her roomy to get up. Must have been the Lockheart news that woke her. It made sense. Any girl without a brain thought that Lockheart was the hottest guy ever.
She got dressed and sleepily headed up to breakfast. She luckily caught herself before she fell asleep in her cereal. Nico had gotten a huge helping of the stuff as he had gotten a Howler from his step-grandmother that told him and everyone that he was too skinny and needed to eat more cereal. Signed, Demeter.
She was still half asleep when she pushed Justin the Hufflepuff out of her way as she went to ask Harry about his arm. Nico had downed the last of his cereal and had rushed to catch up to the grumpy Slytherin red head.
She had lost Harry in the halls.
What? They were confusing?
She pushed her glasses up her nose and gazed for the first time this morning at her cousin. He looked like he was about to be sick. She grabbed his arm and dragged him to the nearest bathroom.
A girl's bathroom.
He avoided a perfectly good stall on the fact that a ghost was in it. Only after he vomited did he realize he was in a girl's bathroom.
"Why did you bring me here?" he whispered/asked looking unsettled by the bathroom itself.
She almost snickered. Nico di Angelo, Son of Hades, Ghost King, Hero of Olympus was afraid of a bathroom. And Meg was also unsettled by the bathroom.
Bad vibes. It made her think of Squirrel's turban.
She put her hands on her hips and finally Whispered/said, "Because this was the closest bathroom I could think of."
It was true she realized. She always managed to find this bathroom out of all of the bathrooms in Hogwarts. It was just plain creepy.
Then they heard people talking a few stalls over. And not the haunted one. It was The golden trio.
"Did you hear something?" asked Hermione. Ron answered. "Who'd come to this bathroom? Seriously Hermione. And I didn't hear anything but the pipes working." good old Ron. He was always good and stupid.
But his sister was an expert with hexes.
Note to self: don't mess with the Weasileys'. Ginny will hex you face off.
The door opened. It was Harry by the looks of his feet.
Ron and Hermione had panicked a little but had quickly calmed when they found it was Harry. They quickly burst into conversation about Polyjuice potion.
Meg leaned towards Nico and Whispered, "Polyjuice potion Is illegal. The recipe is in the restricted section of the library. They must have gotten Lockheart to sign their slip."
Lockheart was the logical answer. He was the only person stupid enough to sign a highly restricted and illegal book to a group of trouble finders. They never made trouble or went looking for it, no, Trouble found them.
It went looking for them.
"- I've heard about Chameleon Ghouls-" said Hermione.
Oh she'd missed some of the conversation. It seemed to have turned to the Chamber of Secrets and it's monster.
The conversation changed to a creature named Dobby. Dobby was apparently a house elf. Poor dude.
They were already leaving the bathroom and the duo waited before venturing out to their respective common rooms.
They rushed to the common rooms to say the least. Meg was in for it. And just like she had guessed everyone there thought she was the heir of Slytherin. They were congratulating her on ridding them of the 'pesky' Colin.
Everyone was slapping her on the back and praising her effective way on ridding the school of 'Mudbloods'. She turned and went to her room. Not even there could she be truly alone.
She grabbed some chocolates and headed out to the haunted bathroom. She cried and bumped into Ginny, Ron sister who looked to be in the same state.
Ginny, she was so distraught about Colin. They would have been to fabulous presidents for the Harry Potter fan club. Now Colin was basically comatose in the hospital wing. Poor girl.
Meg gave her some of the chocolates. Ginny thanked her kindly.
In the second week of December Prof. Catwoman had taken a list of who would be staying at Hogwarts for Christmas.
Meg was surprised to see that Nico was going to the Underworld for Christmas with his family. Meg was staying. Someone had to watch Potter. And Malfoy.
She was working on her swelling potion near Malfoy. He had insisted to sitting with Slytherin's heir and hadn't taken no for an answer. Meg groaned. Malfoy was obviously trying, and failing, to befriend her.
She had nearly finished her potion when she hereford a distinct
Ploop/splash noise. She gazed down at her potion. She then eyed Nico, he was seated next to Hermione. It had come from Hermione's side of the room. Had Nico tried to pass her a note.
She heard a bubbling noise and her caldron exploded all over her. Instantly her reflexes made her duck and cover. She had landed behind a table. Almost free of the explosion.
She looked to Nico and saw Hermione running out of Snape's office. She had obviously stolen something. But what. By then Malfoy was screaming about his swollen nose.
Meg looked and laughed with the Gryffendors though they couldn't see it. She was behind a table. She felt her ankle swell and realized that she had just fallen victim to her excellent potion making.
Fail. Just Fail.
She stood as well as she could with her huge ankle. It was watermelon sized already.
Great.
She rushed to the group awaiting treatment from Snape. She would definably need to find new slipper shoes. Cause man they were comfy.
Snape scolded her lightly about her poor choice of shoes.
"What? Their comfy!" she said to combat the giggles that it presented.
Snape vanished the potion and picked up a firecracker and blamed it on Harry.
But Hermione had a smug look and Meg knew instantly that Hermione had thrown the firecracker that popped her caldron. Not Harry. Harry was nice to her. Usually.
The wrote a note to Hermione and thew it at her. Meg smirked. The note said,
"Go to the crows 3 :) Meg."
She heard Hermione grasp. She smiled wider. She may not like being called the heir of Slytherin but it had its perks. Like instant intimidation. Hermione would not be messing with her anytime soon.
The class ended with Megan getting full marks on her first rate swelling potion.
She left class still smiling but worried. If Hermione was attacked next then Meg would be either expelled or sent to Azcaban or whatever it was called.
When Meg returned to her common room she almost laughed out loud.
Prof. Haha! Lockheart HaHAHA! Was hosti-Haha ha-ing a-a a dueling club! Priceless! He couldn't even defend himself from a paper cuts!
But she would be going alright!
How many of you can't wait for the dueling club scene? Quite a few of you i see. Don't worry I'm working on it as you read this sentence or is already done.
Sorry this took so long I was just informed that I was going to go to an EPIC (Enjoy Pepsi In Cans) company picnic.
This seems like a filler chapter but it's actually an introduction to the plot.
No.
seriously.
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