Congrats to Ava B, erica, and Sgdp1261 for getting the reference: "A genetic splice between Barbie and Shakira." Lucas, 1x06, possibly the most adorable thing he's ever said.

Goldenheart11: I know right? I love Lucas, he was so sweet to Hanna. When he became all dark, I still loved him because he's, well, LUCAS, but I miss sweet and adorable Lucas. And I don't think anyone judged him for being on the A-team! At least, not that I've seen. I'm glad you like Lucas here! Thanks again
PrettyWitchyVamp: Of COURSE I got your reference! A Very Potter Musical. What else? That show is supermegafoxyawesomehot. And YES! I wish they would just open the trap door to the black hole holding all of the MIA characters on the show. Have a jail break. Let them loose for a while. But hey, at least Mike Montgomery managed to escape, right? And I totally agree, Lucas is like a little puppy dog! I'm glad you like him, thanks for the compliment! I couldn't make him creepy; I miss sweet Lucas too much! And well, you're gonna see how it's brought up to each other in this upcoming chapter, which hopefully you'll enjoy. And as for MONA... she'll enter the scene in a couple chapters, which I'm very excited because she's an actual goddess.
TotalCowGirl: Thanks! :)
Ava B: It was their first scene together! Oh, that cute little weirdo. I adore him XD Thanks again! Hopefully you'll like this next chapter even more! PS: I went on MuggleNet, and it sorted me into Ravenclaw... I'm like a Slytherhuffleclaw at this point. Thank you for pointing me to the site, though! I'm in love with it, AND I'm in love with hashtagpll, the other thing you recommended! I swear I've seen it before, but that doesn't matter because I'm looking at it now and it is brilliant. Mainly because of this: hashtagpll . tumblr post/58268940259 and THIS: hashtagpll . tumblr post/58371783373/from-the-episode-i-started-shippi ng-sparia-by (take out spaces)
Sgdp1261: Well, that would explain everything if Lucas went to Hogwarts! I want him back on the show. Hell, I want EVERYONE who randomly disappeared to come back! Holden, Noel, Meredith, ELLA... the list goes on. And yes, Hanna has a fang of her own, meaning all of the girls have one. And you can bet everything you own that they're going to have a very deep discussion on it... and all of that starts this chapter!
erica: Yep, you got it!

Alright, so this next chapter is where stuff really starts going down, and REALLY fast, too. Hold on to your socks. Hold onto them NOW. And be sure to review at the end of the chapter, as well as follow/favorite/WHATEVER to let me know that you liked it! And if you didn't... do all of that stuff anyway!


"Hanna?"

"Hanna? What are you doing?"

Aria and Spencer were on their way to their next class when they had heard Hanna scream, so they came running to where she was, only to find her standing on her toes, trying to get a hold on the creamy white fang above her, wedged deep into the cement wall.

Hanna jumped up once more, arm extended, before huffing loudly as she collapsed against the wall, turning back to Spencer and Aria. "Well, what does it look like I'm doing?"

"Wait..." Aria said apprehensively. "Is that - "

"Yeah," Hanna interrupted, fully facing Aria now. "Yeah, it's a fang. I got one, too. And I know that you got one. How? From my boyfriend."

Aria sighed. "Hanna, I was going to tell you eventually - "

"You should've told me when you had the chance," Hanna interrupted again.

"And have you lie to Caleb?!" Aria snapped, making Hanna stop in her tracks. Aria had a point.

"Whatever," Hanna said hastily, looking up to the fang staring down at her. "Help me get this down."

"You can't touch it with your bare hands!" Spencer said frantically. "Are you insane?"

"Oh, grow up Spencer," Hanna said impatiently. "It's not like it has cooties or anything."

"No, but we still don't know where it comes from!" Spencer argued. "It could have venom on it that could kill you, Hanna!"

"Spencer, I'm just getting it out of the wall."

"Both of you, shut up!" Aria butted in as she pulled out her wand, pointing it upward toward the fang. "Accio fang."

At once, the fang was captured under the spell, weaving out of the wall as Aria lowered her wand, directing the fang into her robe pocket, before turning to the girls. "There. Now c'mon, let's get out of here."

"Guys?"

All three girls whipped around, to see Emily before them, looking quite disheveled. "What's going on?"

"What are you doing here, Em?" Spencer asked.

"This is my next class," Emily answered suspiciously. "Should I not be here?"

"Oh my god," Hanna huffed, grabbed Spencer and Aria's hands and walking in a different direction, jerking her head in that direction for Emily to follow.

"Hanna, what are you doing?" Emily said, clearly panicked. "We're going to be late for class!"

Hanna dragged them all to the nearest girls' bathroom. There was a spider web in the corner of the doorframe, carefully crafted by the rarest of black widows, and they could ever so faintly hear the sound of water dripping slowly from one of the rusty old faucets on the inside. She pushed them all in, ignoring the smell of sulfur, and then closed the door, before turning to all of them.

"We've been here, what, one day?" Hanna spat. "And already we're starting to lie to each other. This has never happened before! Are we seriously going to wait until our last, and best year, to start bickering like first years?"

"We're not bickering, Hanna," Aria reasoned, "we're just scared."

"Wait." Emily cocked her head to the side, confused. "Scared of what? For Spencer?"

"No." Aria sighed. She hated conflict. She might as well come clean for all of them. "Emily... Spencer wasn't the only one who got a fang; Hanna and I got one too."

"Yeah, and this one decided it'd be a good idea not to tell me about it," Hanna seethed, glaring at Aria.

"I already told you why I did that, Hanna!"

"Well, then I guess it's my turn," Emily muttered under her breath, but the other girls caught it. Spencer's ears perked up. "What do you mean it's your turn?"

Emily sighed, reaching into the pocket of her robe to pull out something spherical and golden, and the girls found out shortly that it was the Golden Snitch. Aria stared at it, confused. "Why do you have the Snitch, Emily?"

Emily sighed, taking her thumb and running it along the close of the Snitch. At once, it popped open, revealing inside a cream fang that looked like all of the others that the girls were talking about.

Hanna's face went from a peachy pink to sheet white in seconds. "You got one, too?" she whispered, until her face hardened. "You both got one and just decided it would be a good idea not to tell me?!"

"I was going to tell you!" Emily shouted. "I just got it at Quidditch tryouts. I caught the Snitch and then it just exploded!"

"Guys keep your voices down," Aria said, eyes wide with worry, before turning to Emily. "It exploded? Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine," Emily said passively. "Lily Potter yanked it out of my hand and threw it across the field before it could cause any real damage."

"Wait," Hanna said, putting her hand out in front of her to show that she was confused. "Isn't Potter the one you're always competing with for Seeker every year? The fourth year?"

"Yeah, but I think I've finally lost that battle since the Snitch spontaneously combusted," Emily muttered bitterly.

"Okay, if Albright doesn't give it to you because of THAT I'll kick his ass!"

"GUYS," Spencer shouted. "Knock it off! This is serious."

"Honestly, I don't know why we're freaking out," Hanna said with a shrug. "It's a fang. It's not like someone put mandrakes in our porridge before we got a chance to cover our ears."

"But Aria and I discovered in the library today that these are real fangs," Spencer argued. "Someone took these out of an actual beast's mouth, and set this all up so we would get them in our food, our fireplaces, our classrooms, and apparently now out at our Quidditch tryouts."

Before Spencer could utter another word, there was movement heard in the hall. Students were still moving, on their way to their next classes. She froze, then directed the girls into the nearest stall, fitting them all in there.

"Okay," Spencer began, taking a deep breath. "So why would someone do this? Any ideas?"

"To scare us?" Aria suggested timidly.

"Someone has to have a bigger motive than that," Emily argued, shaking her head. Something about this felt incredibly wrong, but she couldn't pinpoint on what it was. They were just fangs, right? Someone probably just found them in the Forbidden Forest and decided to have some fun with them. But what did they find fun in toying with Emily and her friends?

"Guys, what could we have possibly done that would make someone wanna do anything more than just scare us?" Hanna wondered out loud. "I mean, yeah, Spencer and Emily can get overly obnoxious and competitive, and Aria is really annoying from time to time - "

"Hanna," all three girls said sternly, asking that she get to the point instead of pointing out all of their flaws.

"And myself," Hanna added on defensively. "I can see why someone would get annoyed by me talking so much or some shit like that, but..." She looked at the fang in the Snitch in Emily's hand. "If those fangs really are dangerous, what would that lead to?"

"Hanna's right," Aria agreed. "I can't think of anyone who would gain something by hurting us."

"I can think of a few people," Spencer muttered bitterly. The other three then turned to her expectantly, commanding her to spill. Spencer threw her head back in annoyance. "C'mon guys. Do you know how many people there are at this school who would like to take a slice at us? Noel, Jenna, Malfoy - "

"But they wouldn't hurt us, would they?" Aria asked skeptically.

"I wouldn't put it past them," Spencer said. "They've always hated us, we've always hated them. It's as simple as that."

"But it's not as simple as that, Spencer," Emily said firmly, holding out the open Snitch as evidence, the dark red 'A' clear as day on the front face if it. "The 'A'. What would those people have to do with an 'A'? I think there's a deeper connotation behind it."

"There doesn't always need to be a deeper connotation, Em!" Spencer argued. "Sometimes the answer is just in black and white. Sometimes you don't need a solid explanation!"

Suddenly, the sound of a high pitched cackle reverberated throughout the bathroom. The girls froze, goosebumps raising on their arms. Before they even got a chance to look around, a thin, translucent film floated through the air until it was hovering over the stall the girls were in.

Moaning Myrtle.

"Hello," Spencer said warily. "Can we help you?"

"Actually, I think that I can help you!" Myrtle said excitedly, giggling maniacally as her colorless eyes brightened. "I know what it is! I know it!"

"Wait, you know what, Myrtle?" Aria asked, suddenly attentive. "You know who did this? You know what this is?"

"I'll never tell!" Myrtle said cryptically, throwing her wobbly head back in laughter. "I'll never tell a soul!"

"Okay, no, Myrtle," Hanna snapped. "You're not going to drop a bomb like that and then just leave us hanging. Fork it up, now."

"Nope!" Myrtle said simply, wafting up and above the stall and into the rafters. "Although I'll give you a hint. I'd go see what all that commotion in the hallway is about before you start to pester me with questions."

The girls stopped, suddenly silent. They listened, and sure enough they heard a cacophony of sounds in the hall; way more than could be associated with passing classes.

Without missing a beat, the girls burst through the stall door, running out into the hall to see what was going on. But they could never be prepared for what was actually happening before their eyes.

A crowd of students and professors was gathered around something, and together the girls pushed through the mound if people until they got to the center, finding out what it was.

Lying on the cold, hard ground, eyes glazed over and limbs unmoving, was a very pale Mike Montgomery.


Side Note: So the liars are now clued in, thanks to that pesky Myrtle, on something... But they don't know what! They just need to figure out how valuable of a source Myrtle is. And Mike :( it broke my heart having to take him away, but it needed to be done. He's still an active part in the story though! No need to fret. And if you're still fretting, just remember that this is no different from him being MIA throughout all of season 3 :D Y'all will survive, I know it!