Detention

Peter and Rose left together at 6:50 from dinner. They needed to get to their detention with Herrnstein, and didn't want to even be a fraction late for her detention. Being the head of Slytherin house, Herrnstein wasn't fond of Gryffindor's, and was unhappy about Peter's and Rose's apparent Potions prowess, so was likely to be extra harsh on them. Rose bounded into the dungeons, and burst into Herrnstein's office.

"Is there anything I can do to help? Anything at all?"

Herrnstein glared, unimpressed by her enthusiasm. Peter chose to casually stroll in, Herrnstein again glared, unimpressed by anything done by a Gryffindor apparently.

"I need these maggots sorted from the worms, at the moment they are sharing a pot, I need them separated. Do it, now!"

Rose let out a quiet weep and Peter groaned loudly, earning Gryffindor a 5 point deduction. Peter and Rose wearily got to sorting the maggots, they weren't allowed to use magic (or gloves) as part of their detention. After they had sorted maggots for an hour, Herrnstein left the room to attend to something that had happened in the Slytherin common room.

"Now we can do this with magic!" Peter gagged half way through the sentence as he lifted another maggot from the bucket.

"No we can't, she has our wands, and this is a detention."

"Rose, our wands, are right there on her desk, so I'll grab mine, sort the maggots, and put it back, she won't notice a thing." Peter winked at Rose and headed towards Herrnstein's desk.

He searched for his wand, throwing papers around, opening draws, making a mess of her desk, but he couldn't find his wand. As he scattered the parchment, one piece floated down and landed at Rose's feet. She picked it up, and opened it, she dropped it again, frozen, terror etched across her face.

"Rose? What's wrong?" Rose didn't answer, she just stuttered, pointing down at the parchment.

Peter picked it up, and read it.

Herrnstein

Another prophecy has been made! The rise of the dark lord has been predicted, and we want to make sure this is the last time he need be resurrected. We know you are now working at Hogwarts, but much like Severus Snape was supposed to be used, we'd like to use you as a spy. Remain at your post and we will keep you updated on any developments. Also, try to make sure a Mudblood finds their way into Slytherin, the prophecy wasn't totally clear, but we think that one has to be sorted into Slytherin, or at least spill blood there. Keep hopeful, our lord will soon be back, and we can continue where we left off 19 years ago

L.M.

"My blood! I got cut! But that means..."

Herrnstein burst into the room, Peter hastily shoved the parchment into his robes, hoping Herrnstein wouldn't notice its absence, and continued to sort through the maggots in front of him.

"What happened to my desk?!" Herrnstein screamed at them.

"A... an owl, flew in, and flapped its wings vehemently, and everything flew everywhere!" Peter turned back to the maggots, hoping, yet knowing otherwise, that his story would stick.

"20 points from Gryffindor! Each! Now get out!"

Peter and Rose ran from the dungeons and sprinted towards the Gryffindor common room. Peter had read about Lord Voldemort in many different books over the summer, but he thought he was long gone, and now it may have been his blood that brought him back.


AN: I know it's short, but I think I'll start with the story soon, also, should I do Halloween next, or another filler chapter? Let me know!