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"Either we go with you or you don't go at all unless you want to be in trouble with mum and dad. I don't think it's a hard decision, really," Aerilyn said.

My little sister was an evil genius.

"Well, we were going to tell our parents anyway," Shannon said thoughtfully. "What does it matter if it's a little sooner?"

"Shannon, if our parents find out now, they'll be furious and try to stop us," James said. "If they find out after the fact, then they'll just be furious."

"Right," Shannon nodded. "I didn't think of that."

"Slacker," I said with a smile.

"Shut it," she answered, pointing a finger at me and laughing.

"Anyway, we wanted our book to be a surprise," Finn whined.

"Book? What book?" Rose asked.

"We're making a sort of scrapbook to document our adventures," Cameron said. "We've already started adding pictures from our pranks and from the train."

"Cool, can we see it?" Albus asked.

"It's not exactly finished yet," I said.

"Are we in it?" Aerilyn asked.

"Yes, in a few pictures," I nodded.

"I want to see," Rose demanded.

"Later," James said, standing up. "Right now we have to make a decision." Finn, Cameron, Shannon, Matt and I huddled around James while the younger cousins stood where they were, looking slightly upset about being left out of the decision.

"So, what are we going to do?" I asked. "We're responsible for them. If anything happens, it's going to be completely our fault."

"Let's just bring them with us," James shrugged. "The more the merrier, right?"

"James, do you even care about if your little brother and cousins get hurt?"

"Of course I do, but if our parents can do this stuff, then they can."

"Besides the trapdoor, our parents weren't eleven years old for all of it," Shannon pointed out.

"And besides the Chamber of Secrets and the whole werewolf, time traveling, Shrieking Shack part, they weren't thirteen and twelve for all of it either," James argued.

"I think we should let them in on it," Matt said. "I mean, we aren't actually doing a lot of the dangerous parts. We aren't fighting the basilisk or actually facing Voldemort. He's not even around anymore."

"I guess you're right," I sighed. "Okay, I guess they can come, but we have to be extremely careful. Agreed?"

"Agreed," the others said at once.

We turned back to Aerilyn, Albus, Raina and Rose. "Okay," Shannon said, "You can join us, but on one condition."

"I hate conditions," Raina said, rolling her eyes.

Shannon ignored her. "You have to do everything we say. The last thing we need is for anyone to get hurt so if we tell you to leave, you leave; if we tell you to stay where you are, you stay; if we tell you to move, you move. Got it?"

"Got it," Aerilyn said, seeming satisfied that she was allowed to come with us. "So, next Saturday then?"

"We haven't-," I began, but James interrupted.

"Next Saturday," he said with a grin.

I sat down again and crossed my arms. I still wasn't sure about letting them come with us. I wanted to go on an adventure, not babysit a bunch of younger kids. I sighed. They were probably looking for an adventure just as much as I was. They had always been in awe over our parents' adventures as well, so why should I stop them from getting in on it? We would just have to make sure they didn't get a single scratch or else our parents would kill us, bring us back to life, and punish us until we were eighty.

"Lissie, stop worrying," Finn said. "We can handle this. We've always taken care of our cousins."

"I know," I said. Finally, I looked up and grinned. "Let's get planning."

"Excellent," James said with a smile.


A week later, I was sitting in the exact same chair by the fire with my camera in my hands and my feet tucked under me, waiting for just the right moment.

Planning for what we were going to do tonight was surprisingly easy. Well, easier than I had expected anyway. There were a few snags. For example, we panicked when I realized that we had no musical instruments to play in order to put Fluffy to sleep. Then James, smirking, let us in on the fact that he had taken his dad's old flute from Hagrid with him, hoping we'd agree to his idea to experience our parents' adventures.

Now, I sat next to my brothers, just waiting. Shannon and Matt had gone straight to the third floor hallway after dinner with Raina and Rose. James had left the common room not too long ago with Aerilyn and Albus and in exactly two and a half minutes, Finn, Cameron and I would be scheduled to leave. We were meeting there in groups at regular ten minute intervals so that we would draw less attention to ourselves. People would get suspicious if ten kids left the common room at once so close to curfew. Especially since four of us have a reputation as mischief makers.

"It's time, let's go," Finn whispered, neatly folding the newspaper he was holding.

We had to be very quiet to avoid getting caught on our way to the third floor. Since we didn't have the Marauder's Map or the Invisibility Cloak yet, we were at a disadvantage. This was another reason why we went in small groups. We didn't want to attract attention in the hallways. James was still upset that Uncle Harry hadn't passed down the map or the cloak yet, but I pointed out that the cloak would be useless since all ten of us couldn't fit under it.

We finally made it to the third floor and found Aerilyn and the rest of our cousins squished behind a tapestry.

"Finally, you made it," Matt breathed, ushering everyone out into the hallway. "My whole arm fell asleep." He shook it out in front of my face.

"Did you run into anyone?" Aerilyn asked excitedly. It's as if she wanted us to run into someone.

"No, thank goodness," I said, shaking my head.

"We didn't either," Aerilyn answered, her shoulders slumping. "I kind of hoped we would. It would be exciting."

"Not if you got caught," I answered.

"I didn't say I wanted to get caught. I just thought hiding from a teacher would have been exciting," she replied.

"You have plenty of time to be running from teachers," I told her. "Now, let's go before we actually do get caught."

James, being the incredibly daring person he is, opened the door and stepped inside. We all followed him and stood grouped together just inside the doorway.

"I'm not sure we're going to need this." James held up the flute and looked disappointed.

I saw what he meant instantly. Fluffy was already asleep, without any music. The only way we knew he wasn't dead was because of the tornado winds of breathing coming from the three heads.

"I don't understand," Raina whispered. "There's no music playing. Why is he asleep?"

"Well," Rose began, "I'm not sure of the lifespan of giant three headed dogs, but if it's the same as most normal dogs, then Fluffy here is quite old. I expect he sleeps a lot now."

"That makes sense," Cameron said, nodding.

Fluffy let out another breath and I squeezed my eyes shut as my hair flew around my face.

"It's got horrible breath," Albus pointed out.

"I noticed," Finn said, holding his nose.

"Just our luck," Shannon said, pointing to the trapdoor. Fluffy's paw was covering it. "I'm sure he'll wake up if we try to move it and old or not, he's still got three heads, which gives him a better chance of eating one of us."

"Basically, he's still dangerous," I said.

"Exactly," Shannon answered. "Just not as with it as he used to be."

"James, get the flute ready," Cameron said. "The rest of us will start to push the paw out of the way. If Fluffy even starts to wake up, James, start playing. Got it?""

"Got it," we all answered.

"Wait, who's going to jump first?" I asked. "Any volunteers?"

Everyone was silent.

"Let's not get too excited, now," I said under my breath. "I'll just go first, then."

"Great, it was nice knowing you sis," Finn said.

"Finn, we know what's down there and how to get past it. I'll be fine."

"I know," he answered, as if I had missed something obvious. "If we didn't know what was down there, do you think I would have let you go first? I would have sent Cam down there instead."

"Hey!" Cameron hissed.

"Alright, alright, can we get back on track, please!" Matt said, stepping between us. "Let's go."

Everyone except James grouped around Fluffy's gigantic paw. Struck by an idea, I snapped a picture of it before placing my hands on a free spot of fur.

With nine of us pushing, we managed to move Fluffy's paw pretty easily. James stood a few feet away with the flute held up to his mouth, his eyes flickering between each of the three heads.

The rest of us slowly backed towards the trapdoor. Fluffy made a snorting noise, but stayed asleep.

"Alright," I said, opening the trapdoor. "Here I go." I took a deep breath and jumped. It felt like I was falling forever until I finally hit the bottom. It was dark, but I could feel the Devil's Snare instantly start twisting around my ankles and wrists.

Seconds later, Finn and Cameron landed beside me, looking completely thrilled. Shannon and Matt came along just after, followed by Raina, Rose, and Albus.

There was a longer stretch of time after Albus had jumped than there had been between any of us so far.

"It's just Aerilyn and James left so far," I said. "What's taking so long?"

Suddenly, we heard barking. It sounded like Fluffy had woken up.

"Aerilyn!" I screamed. "Jump! James, start playing and then you jump too!"

"I can't!" Aerilyn's scared voice yelled from far above us.

"Why?" I screamed back, starting to panic.

Either Aerilyn didn't answer, or she was drowned out by Fluffy's barks. I could hear the flute playing faintly, but Fluffy's barks continued.

I tried to stand up, but the Devil's Snare had already twisted around my arms, legs and waist. Finn was doing the same.

"Stop, Lissie," Cameron demanded. "Don't you remember what happens when you struggle against this stuff?"

"I don't care. Our little sister is up there and she's in trouble."

"I know," Cameron answered. His voice cracked as he tried to hold back tears. He was panicking too, but he wasn't struggling against the Devil's Snare. He was the only one, for that matter.

"Why isn't Fluffy falling asleep?" I asked, my voice angry and frustrated. "I can hear James playing."

"I think I might know why," Rose answered. "James, play louder! Play as loud as you can!"

I heard the flute music grow louder, but Fluffy was still barking. I needed to know what was happening and if Aerilyn was okay.

"Louder!" Rose screamed.

The flute music became even louder and finally, Fluffy's barks slowed and came to an eventual stop. There was a large thump.

"That must have been him falling over when he fell asleep," Shannon said. We were all breathing heavily and staring up at the speck of light that was the open trapdoor.

Seconds later, James and Aerilyn both landed on top of the Devil's Snare with a thump. They were both shaking and James was out of breath from playing the music.

"Aerilyn, what happened?" I asked.

"Fluffy woke up," she said. Her voice was shaky and she looked close to tears. "He went after me and I backed into the corner and hid under his tipped over dog dish. That thing is massive. Anyway, he kept trying to get me out from under there. James was playing like mad, but nothing happened for a while."

"He fell asleep after Rose told me to play louder, though," James said.

"I figured that the problem might be that since Fluffy is old, he probably can't hear very well," Rose shrugged. "He just didn't hear the music playing."

"Good thinking, Rose," I said. "It's incredible how you always manage to think straight in stressful situations."

"I take after my mother," she answered.

The Devil's Snare was trying to work its way around my neck now, but now that I knew my sister and my cousin were alright, I could relax a little bit. I closed my eyes and held my breath and soon I could feel the plant loosen up and let go. When I opened my eyes, the tentacles were retracting from the others as well.

"I see the door," Cameron said, pointing across the room.

"Hold on," I said. "Lumos." The tip of my wand lit up and the plant we were on shrunk away from the light. "Just in case," I added.

"Good idea," Finn said, nodding and rubbing his wrist. There was a red mark going around it.

"What happened?" I picked his wrist up to examine it.

"That plant is strong and not exactly soft," he answered. "It'll go away. Look, you have one too."

He was right. Both of my wrists were marked with faint red marks.

"Let's just get out of here," Raina whined.

"Yes, let's," I answered. I caught up with Aerilyn and James as we headed for the door. "Are you sure you two are okay?" I grabbed them both in a hug.

"We're fine," James answered. "Aerilyn's really brave." He smiled down at her and she grinned.

"Not as brave as you. I'm surprised you managed to keep playing that thing the whole time." She looked at him over Finn and Cameron's shoulders as they hugged her as well.

"Trust me," he said. "It was hard to do. I had practically no saliva."

Aerilyn giggled; a sound that grew louder as Finn and Cameron picked her up to carry her between them.

"Well, James," I said, as we opened the door and entered the next room. "I expect this room is the one you've been looking forward to."

We all stared up at the many flying keys circulating the room. "Which one is it?" James asked.

"Easy," Matt said. "It's that one. The wings are crushed and it can barely fly. It's the slowest out of all of them."

There was a pile of brooms in the corner. Finn, Cameron, James, and I each took one. The others waited by the door, prepared to take the key and unlock the door as quickly as possible. I handed Shannon my camera and told her to take a picture when we got into the air.

"Ready?" I asked, looking sideways at my brothers and my cousin as we mounted our brooms.

"Ready," they answered.

"Let's do this," James said with a grin. He was truly excited to be doing this. Flying was his thing. It always had been and it probably always would be.

They had come up with a strategy to block the key from all angles so that it couldn't get away and it turned out that their strategy was a good one because it worked pretty well. It also helped that the key wasn't as fast as it once was, having been slowed down by its bent and crushed wings.

Within seconds, the key was caught by James, who passed it to Raina, who jammed it into the lock and turned. The door opened with a creak and we all stepped inside the next room.

This room was dark, but I knew what it was. It was the life size chess board, and for me, the scariest obstacle of all. This was where Uncle Ron had sacrificed himself to save Uncle Harry, Aunt Hermione and my mum.

"I don't like this room," Aerilyn whispered.

"There aren't any lights. You can't see anything. How do you know?" James asked.

"Just because of what happened in here."

At least someone was on the same page as I was.

"I agree," Rose whispered.

"Just think, Rose," I said, trying to make her feel better. "Your dad's famous for playing in this chess game and now maybe you could be too." Rose was by far the best chess player out of all of us.

As we took a few more steps forward, the lights flickered on and we all gasped.

"The pieces are still broken," Albus said, sounding disappointed. "I wanted to play."

"Well, it doesn't look like we can," Cameron answered sadly, looking around at the chess pieces, half of which were still indeed broken, like Albus had pointed out.

I was disappointed as well. As creeped out as I was by the giant chess pieces, I had wanted to play.

As a group, we headed for the door, but we were stopped by one of the still intact pieces. A queen to be specific. She slid in front of the door, blocking us from getting to it.

"We can't get out," Rose whispered. "We have to play. It's the only way out."

"But we can't!" James said, kicking a piece of debris in frustration.

"What are we going to do?" Shannon asked.

"Go back," Raina answered. "We tried and now we can't go forward anymore."

"There has to be a way." Rose bit her lip. The gears in her head were turning. I could almost hear them.

"Well, when you think of something, let us know," James said impatiently. "Because I don't want to give up. Our only option is to go forward."

"James, if we can't go forward, we can't just sit here forever. We'll have to go back," Cameron said.

"Rose said there has to be a way," James countered as we watched Rose start to pace.

"She's eleven," Cameron argued.

"She's also Aunt Hermione's daughter. If anyone can figure out a way, she can. Just give her a minute," Matt said.

"So we have to trust an eleven year old girl?" James asked with an amused smile.

"Yes, pretty much," Matt answered.
I looked at the queen piece blocking the door. "I wonder if that's the queen that-,"

"—don't say it," Rose squeaked.

"Hey, keep thinking over there," James ordered. Rose went back to pacing.

"It very well might be, to answer your question," Cameron whispered to me.

I shuddered and my eyes found part of a knight piece lying at my feet. I picked it up and shared a look with Finn and Cameron.

"I've got it," Rose said suddenly. "It's so simple. I can't believe it took me so long to figure it out."

"It's okay, you're young. You're just learning magic," I assured her.

"Well, I had practiced a few spells before I came to school so I wouldn't be entirely new to performing them," Rose shrugged.

"Of course," I said, letting out a breath. I hadn't bothered to learn any new spells before I came to Hogwarts. Nobody else had either, for all I knew.

"Can you just tell us your idea?" James asked.

"Okay, well here it is," Rose said as we all gathered around. Truthfully, I couldn't wait to hear what she had in mind.