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Chapter Ten

Valentine's Day had come and gone, in the end, Michelangelo treated Stevie to a romantic lunch, alone. On Monday had dinner time Harry told her about his interview with Rita Skeeter, along with Neville, Dean and Seamus.

"Well, at least something is being done," said Stevie.

The week past without too much of a hassle, then Saturday came. It was Hufflepuff versus Gryffindor for the Quidditch game. It was lucky that Ginny was able to get the Golden Snitch before Zacharias Smith. After the game, however, Stevie went to see the Turtles and Splinter, only to find Splinter being given a slip of paper by Professor Umbridge, who was wearing a pretty smug like expression, when she had reached the area of where Splinter and the Turtles were staying.

Daring herself, Stevie went forward.

"Hey, Master, what is going on?"

"Tenshi," said Splinter with a saddened smile.

"It has been decided that Professor Hamato is no longer required here at Hogwarts," Umbridge said. No trace of remorse was heard in her falsely sweetened voice. "Nor will his Martial Arts classes be continuing."

"But …" Stevie was about to protest.

"No, Tenshi, it is best," said Splinter, placing a gentle hand on Stevie's upper arm. "My sons and I will go back to New York and be content in that."

But Stevie saw something in her Master's eyes, telling her that she wasn't to worry. Deep down, Stevie knew she had to believe him.

"I believe you have some packing to do," said Umbridge. "You are to be gone by seven thirty this evening, nor later."

She then turned and walked away. Stevie and Splinter watched her departing.

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Donatello managed to whip up a laptop so that it would be easier for them to keep in contact with Stevie. Michelangelo wrote out a code of which they could use when writing to each other.

"See the numbers one to five are the vowels and these symbols are the other letters," he pointed out. "See, I even tested them out … I know it's a little long, but … I'd rather not have that little squat know what we are saying."

Stevie understood.

"Thanks, Mikey."

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"So what's going to happen now that there is no more Martial Arts?" asked Neville, when Stevie told her friends of what happened the next day.

"We do have you-know-what," said Stevie, looking at Harry to see if the idea was fine by him.

Harry nodded.

Then Monday strolled on in and Stevie had received her first coded letter from Mikey. She used her wand to unravel it.

Dear Stevie,

You gotta check out 'The Quibbler'! Trust me; we just got the issue today. Your Dad says it's a good move on your part, even if it is a little risky. But what's life without a little risk?

Plus, we have just gotten a little hint that the Foot are going to try and do something. We don't know when, but we'll keep and eye on it and keep you posted.

Hope you're doing okay, missing you heaps, babe,

Lots of kisses

Mikey xx

Stevie smiled at this. That was when an owl landed with a thud in front of Harry. It turned out to being the March edition to The Quibbler.

"Nice headline," she commented.

Luna came over and to no surprise; Harry's friends were reading his letters, seeing what other people thought.

The Quibbler wound up being banned, but that didn't stop people from reading it.

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However, Splinter wasn't the only teacher that had been let go. Only, Splinter's realise was less public than Professor Trelawney's. Umbridge practically made it pretty dramatic, with the poor woman in the middle of the Entrance Hall.

Stevie told Donatello about it about a good hour afterwards.

Donatello:

I know I am not much of a fan of Trelawney … after she predicted that I was going to loose my shell and be part robot or something, but even I am stunned.

Stevie: You think I wasn't?

Donatello: No, I guess not. Man, I won't be surprised if Hagrid goes next.

Stevie: Me neither.

Donatello: So what is happening now with Divinations Class? I know Harry and Ron do that subject.

Stevie: Dumbledore got a Centaur named Firenze to teach. The look on Umbitch's face was priceless. She's not going to let it down, let me tell you.

Donatello: After experiencing nearly seven months with her, I agree. At least she doesn't know about this little doohickie called a laptop.

Stevie: LOL

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March turned into April and unfortunately, Dumbledore's Army had been discovered. Cho Chang's friend, Marietta Edgecombe, had spoken up and as a result, received a nice thing of acne that spelled out the word SNEAK!

Stevie was stunned and when she saw the girl a few days later in the girl's bathroom, all she could do was glare at her. Marietta looked at her as if to dare her to say something, but Stevie just shook her head and walked away.

Professor Dolores Umbridge was now the Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and the Slytherins were now members of the Inquisitorial Squad … though Stevie pretty much told Malfoy that the 'I' on the badge stands for 'Idiot'. So that cost Gryffindor Five points, but … what she planned was so much better.

She had, once again, managed to venture on into the Slytherin common room in the dead of night … with her Ninja Skills in tow. Managed to do another vandalism job, only this time, it was a lot worse than the first time.

This time she put hair removing potion in someone's shampoo, replaced several quills with ones that squirted ink right at its holder, rather than write what the person wants. She filled buckets with chocolate syrup, honey, maple syrup, feathers, sprinkles and water balloons and hoisted them up and making it so that the strings were hard to avoid. Placing glue and more on nearly every seat and for a few unfortunate victims … not that there weren't so many all ready just waiting to be sprung up with this, she added a little something in their drinking water, if that fails, lucky them … well … sort of.

Once she was done, she hauled on out of there and with extra luck, snuck back into the Gryffindor common room, unspotted.

"Where have you been?" Hermione asked.

All Stevie could say in reply was. "You'll find out soon enough."

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Raphael was laughing away.

Raph: You actually got away with it … again?

Stevie: Yep!

Raph: What did your Uncle do?

Stevie: I'm grounded, again, but it was so worth it. Fred and George are saying that I should have bought them along, but I told them that they will get their chance to do something just as spectacular. Only, they will be remembered for it.

Raph: While you get to stay in the shadows, like the Ninja you are.

Stevie: Nods

There was a brief pause

Stevie: Is there any word from the Foot?

Raph: Very little, but I guess we will have to be content with what we can get at this point. Leo and Donny are doing surveillance, which means I have to get off very soon, so that Don can use the satellite he had been using to try and track the Foot as best as he can. Leo, he does what he can outside of the area, it's not New York, but he does his best.

Stevie: And what are Mikey and Sensei doing?

Raph: Mikey and I help Leo with the outside surveillance stuff, while Splinter stays with Donny and Sirius. I think Sirius is a little grateful to be doing something, Donny is getting him to do simple little things … and it won't breach his safety in anyway.

Stevie: I think Harry would be pleased to know that his Godfather isn't going insane in the membrane out of boredom right now.

Raph: Nods

Stevie looked up when she felt a presence. Hermione had just walked on in.

"Shouldn't you be studying? OWLs are just around the corner," she said, a little sternly.

"I'm just having a brief chat with Raph," said Stevie, sounding as though she wasn't at all worried about her OWL exams.

Hermione's eyebrows perked a little. "Oh? Anything interesting we ought to know about?"

"Snuffles finally gets to prove that he isn't useless, he's helping Donny with some … satellite work," Stevie said carefully, then stopped speaking when Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil entered the room. She looked back at Hermione. "All is well right now; if anything comes up … I'll tell you."

Hermione nodded.

Stevie then told Raphael that she had to get back to her schoolwork and that she would speak to him later.

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Finally, the OWLs had arrived. Stevie was as nervous about this as everyone else, but seemed to be taking it quite calmly. She was on her way to the Great Hall when Professor Snape pulled her aside to wish her good luck.

"I know you will do well," he said, before letting to go.

With deep appreciation, she quickly hurried, then after breakfast it was the very first exam, Charms, theory first, practical after lunch. The student were all to be seated in alphabetical order, so Stevie was seated behind Neville Longbottom and in front of Ernie Macmillan. As soon as she was given the okay, she began.

For the past week, she had been doing all she could to make sure she had gotten everything answered in the best of her ability and knowledge. Every night she would study, like the rest and after a good three, or so hours of this, she would sit on her bed in order to meditate and stay focused, calm and collected. She barely let out any sign that she was as nervous as a deer caught in headlights.

Wednesday night of the second and final week of examinations, however, proved to be quite eventful. While the fifth-years were doing their Practical for Astronomy, Umbridge was trying to sneak up on Hagrid; only, it didn't go as she had, obviously planned. Several of the girls shrieked when Professor McGonagall got hit by four direct hits from Stunners.

"But why sack Hagrid now?" Angelina Johnson asked, shaking her head, confused, when Dean and Seamus had told them what had happened. "It's not like Trelawney; he's been teaching much better than usual this year!"

"Umbridge hates part-humans," said Hermione, bitterly, flopping down into an armchair. "She was always going to try and get Hagrid out."

"And she thought Hagrid was putting Nifflers in her office," Katie Bell piped in.

"Oh, blimey," said Lee Jordan, covering his mouth. "It's me who's been putting the Nifflers in her office. Fred and George left me a couple; I've been levitating them in through her window."

"She'd have him sacked anyway," said Dean. "He's too close to Dumbledore."

Because of the lateness, Stevie sent a quick email to Donatello … not bothering about spelling or anything, just telling him what went down in the briefest of ways and then turned in for the rest of the night to try and get at least some form of sleep.

The next day it was the final and very last exam, History of Magic, which wouldn't take place until afternoon, so Stevie managed to get a few more hours shut eye, before recommencing in her studies. Two hours before it was time for the exams, she snuck in time to practice her katas and into meditation for until it was fifteen minutes before exam.

She wasn't worried, she went in with her fellow fifth-years and took her place between Neville and Ernie and when it was fine, she picked up her quill and started her exam …

Because of being so wrapped up in answering the questions asked, she wasn't expecting … nor was everyone else, when there was a sudden scream and someone falling out of his seat and on to the floor. Stevie, and others, looked around to see Harry Potter being helped out of the Great Hall.

Stevie looked briefly over at Ron, who must have felt her glance, for he looked on back with the look of 'what just happened' on his face. Unable to answer verbally, Stevie just shook her head a little and signalled that they needed to get back into their exams before they're seen as looking at other people's work.

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As soon as the exams were finished, Hermione and Ron went to find Harry. Stevie went with Neville, because he looked quite concerned over something. She caught up with her classmate and asked him what was wrong.

"I'm just worried, that's all," said Neville.

"About what?" Stevie asked.

Neville shrugged a little. "About what I will get in my results," he answered. "I mean … Gran has always told me that I am not as good as my Dad."

Stevie could see that this boy wanted nothing more than to prove that he is a brilliant young man.

"Neville," said Stevie, placing a hand on his shoulder, "Don't get disheartened, there are subjects I know you have succeeded in quite nicely … those ought to count for something."

"But Gran wants me to get top marks in Transfigurations … but I don't think …"

"Neville, I may be younger than you, but if you don't stop your worrying I'll … I'll … I'll make your shoulder all nice and soggy!"

Neville stared at her for a moment, and then he couldn't help it … he let out a laugh. Stevie smiled deeply.

"Come on, I think we deserve a nice cool drink of Butterbeer when we reach the common room," she said.

Neville agreed.

But they didn't get far when they heard a bit of commotion not too far from them. Wondering what on Earth, they hurried to investigate, only to find that several members of the Inquisitorial Squad were grabbing Ron, Ginny and Luna.

"Hey!" Stevie cried out.

She and Neville went to help them, only to find themselves grabbed. Stevie decided, rather than use her skills in the Martial Arts; she would just go along with whatever is supposedly happening. They were taken into Professor Umbridge's office.

"Got 'em all!" said one called Warrington, shoving Ron roughly forwards into the room. "Those two," he poked Neville and jerked his head a little towards Stevie, "tried to intervene, so I brought them along too."

"Good, good," said Umbridge, watching Ginny as she tried to kick her holder in the shins. "Well, it looks as though Hogwarts will shortly be a Weasley-free zone, doesn't it?"

She then looked at Stevie, as she sat down in her seat, behind the desk. "And what would your Uncle say when he finds out that his beloved niece has been expelled?" she questioned.

"Why don't you ask him?" Stevie practically dared her to.

Umbridge ignored her, instead turning her attention to Harry. She tried to get him to speak, but as a result, ended up getting Draco Malfoy to retrieve Professor Snape.

"You wanted to se me, Headmistress?" said Snape, looking around at all the pairs of struggling students with an expression of complete indifference; well … he did pale a little when he saw Stevie, but …

"Ah, Professor Snape," said Umbridge, smiling widely and standing up again. "Yes, I would like another bottle of Veritaserum, as quick as you can, please."

"You took my last bottle to interrogate Potter," he said, surveying her coolly through the curtain of black hair. "Surely you did not use it all? I told you that three drops would be sufficient."

Umbridge flushed, Stevie managed to stop herself from giving a choke of laughter.

"You can make some more, can't you?" she said, her voice becoming more sweetly girlish as it always did when she was furious.

"Certainly," said Snape, his lip curling. "It takes a full moon-cycle to mature, so I should have it ready for you in around a month."

"A month?" squawked Umbridge, "A month? But I need it this evening, Snape! I just found Potter using my fire to communicate with a person or persons unknown!"

"Really?" said Snape. "Well, it doesn't surprise me. Potter has never shown much inclination to follow school rules."

"I wish to interrogate him!" Umbridge snapped. "I wish you to provide me with a potion that will force him to tell me the truth! If you do … your niece will be spared from expulsion for her involvement in this!"

Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at Stevie for a moment.

"Well, that hardly surprises me in the least if she was also involved," he said, calmly, his Slytherins stared with stun. "But I am afraid I have all ready told you, I have no further stocks of Veritaserum. Unless you wish to poison Potter, I cannot help you. The only trouble is that most venoms act too fast to give the victim much time for truth-telling."

"You are on probation!" Professor Umbridge and Snape looked back at her. "You are being deliberately unhelpful! I expected better, Lucius Malfoy always speaks most highly of you! But because of this, your niece is expelled, because you failed to provide me with the means to get Potter to talk!"

"I can assure you, Stephanie Lupin is extremely capable of holding her own, with or without magic," Snape said smoothly, he gave his niece a glance. "Isn't that correct, Stevie?"

Stevie almost jumped with surprise, he had never … but perhaps …

Stevie gave a small nod.

"Get out of my office!" Umbridge ordered.

Snape gave a small bow and turned to leave.

"He's got Padfoot!" Harry then shouted. "He's got Padfoot at the place where it's hidden!"

"Padfoot?" said Umbridge, confused. "What is Padfoot? Where is what hidden? What does he mean, Snape?"

Snape gave an oblivious expression. "No idea," he said, coolly.

He soon left.

Umbridge was looking extremely frustrated and it was clear she was full of rage.

"Very well," she said, as she pulled out her wand. "Very well … I am left with no alternative … this is more than a matter of school discipline … this is an issue of Ministry security … yes … yes …"

Stevie narrowed her eyes a little, trying to figure out what this woman was going to try and do.

"You are forcing me, Potter … I do not want to," said Umbridge, moving restlessly on the spot, "but sometimes circumstances justify the use … I am sure the Minister will understand that I had no choice. The Cruciatus Curse ought to loosen your tongue."

"No!" Hermione shrieked.

"What?" Stevie cried with utter shock. "Professor, you can't!"

"It's illegal!" Hermione said.

"What Cornelius doesn't know won't hurt him," said Umbridge.

She admitted to ordering the Dementors to go after Harry and just as she was about to attack Hermione shouted out. She said that they were trying to contact Dumbledore and Stevie knew the whole thing was a load of bull, but … hey, the idiot woman was buying it.

Because of this, Umbridge led Hermione and Harry out of the office and followed them. She left Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, Bulstrode, Warrington and a couple of Inquisitorial members with the captured members of the DA.

But as soon as Umbridge was gone, Stevie spun straight around and ploughed her fist straight on into her holder's gut. The move came so unexpected; clearly the idiot didn't know how to respond. It appears that the Slytherins had all forgotten how to use the skills Splinter taught them … but then, Stevie had experience over them.

The others – Neville, Ginny, Ron and Luna – all attacked. Ginny did the best of all, the Bat Bogey Hex on Malfoy.

They hurried to catch up with Harry and Hermione in the Forest.

"Well, we can't do anything without wands," said Hermione hopelessly. "Anyway, Harry, how exactly were you planning to get all the way to London?"

"Yeah, we were just wondering the same thing," said Stevie, when they reached their two friends.

"Where is Umbridge?" Ron asked.

"She got carried off by a herd of centaurs," said Harry.

"And they left you behind?" asked Ginny, looking astonished.

"No, they got chased off by Grawp," said Harry.

"Who's Grawp?" Luna asked interestedly.

Not long after this there was a bit of an argument about who was going. It was all then sorted and, as if by some unforeseen chance, seven Thestrals arrived to carry them off to London.