I am soooo sorry! I know I said I'd update regularly but trust me. Shit has happened. If you read She Never Forgot (A series of fem!Percy J. one shots) you'll know that I've had a mini operation, been grounded and discovered I have a whole bunch of Italian relatives I never knew existed. To top it all off, I had a massive pizza last night. I'm lactose intolerant and feel like I'm going to throw up any second now.

I don't own Harry Potter or anything Draco Malfoy doesn't recognize.

Daphne Greengrass hadn't done many stupid things in her life. For this reason, she asked herself why in the name of Merlin she'd thought up such a rash idea.

It wasn't exactly her fault she'd ran right into view of Minerva McGonagall. All she'd wanted to do was warn Hermione about Draco Malfoy. The moment she'd seen Ava asleep in the common room and the tie of Malfoy's robe, she'd figured that he'd already left and the exhausted metamorphmagus had been too tired to stop him.

Filch wasn't really helping the situation either. His constant muttering was messing up her thoughts. And she really did need those to get out of the situation with as little damage as possible.

"Miss Granger and Mr Longbottom." The woman began. "I find it dreadful that the two of you would actually do such a malicious thing!"

Hermione frowned. Malicious?

"Proffe-"

"No Miss Granger. To think that you would invent such a tale...A dragon! To lure Mr Malfoy out and get him into trouble..."

"But...We never...I mean..." Neville stuttered, his mouth moving meaninglessly as he processed what his head of house had just told him.

"Words mean little, Longbottom." Her piercing glare caused the boy to back away a few steps. "It's your actions that count and I must say...I didn't expect this from you two."

"Professor." McGonagall turned to Daphne with a raised eyebrow. "Maybe it was just a misunderstanding. I mean, it's Hogwarts and a rumour of a dragon could have come from anyone."

"Forgive me, Miss Greengrass, but where exactly to do you come into all of this?"

The words flew out of her mouth with no hesitation as the steely gaze pointed in her direction forced her to open her mouth.

"I'm a light sleeper. I heard a yell so I went down to the common room. There was a chair tipped over and Draco's robe tie on the floor. I assumed the worst, professor...after the troll..."

Her transfiguration teacher looked at her with an air of calculation before nodding and turning back to Neville and Hermione.

"50 points each. And detention." Ignoring their protests, she turned to a snickering Malfoy. "You as well Malfoy. Don't think you're getting out of this. You still escaped the common room at such an hour for a vague rumour. Greengrass. Fifteen points and detention."

Daphne smiled. Fifteen wasn't too bad and neither was detention. The worst she'd have to do was clean few floors or write lines.

The next morning was complete chaos. The Gryffindors seemed to have developed an immense hate for Hermione and Neville. They had immediately noticed the large quantity of rubies missing from the lion's hourglass. It took a grand time of seven and a half minutes for the whole school to know the full story of what had happened the previous night. Well. Most of it anyway.

"C'mon Daphne. Hurry up." Daphne seemed terrified as she walked behind her blue haired friend. Having seen the glares Malfoy had received throughout the morning, she felt that she too would be on the other end of the annoyed snakes.

"It's just fifteen points!" Ava had told her. "That's nothing."

In the end, Ava had been right and no one had given the blonde so much as a dirty look. Hermione, on the other was on the other end of glares that would make even the Severus Snape cower in fear. The Slytherins, on the other hand, were being particularly friendly with the two Gryffindors. One fourth year had gone as far to offer to carry Neville's books for the rest of the day.

"Hello Hermione."

The girl turned slowly to see the two girls she'd almost run away from in the last few days.

"Ava. Daphne."

"Oh come on." The currently purplette groaned. "We forgive you and all that shit, okay?"

The slightly cautious blonde beside her thrust her elbow into Ava's gut.

"Ava! She was meant to feel guilty about it first!"

"Was she now?"

The three turned to see the two identical gingers that had pretty much made Filch's life living hell in the past two years and a half. One was grinning mischievously and the other's blue eyes glinted with something that strangely resembled the other's smile.

"What's this, Georgie? Have the two evil snakies been up to something?"

"I think so, Freddie. Guilty, she said. Who's guilty dear Miss Potter?"

A storm was already brewing the said girl's eyes. It was pretty obvious that someone was in a dreadful mood that morning. However it wasn't her to be respond.

"Weasley. Weasley." Daphne nodded to each of the boys with an icy glare only a Greengrass could pull off. "You are a pair of idiotic pieces of shit."

Though her insults surprised them slightly, neither fell back.

"Really Greengrass? What do you think Potter?" The twin on the left gave a sly grin. "I can feel your love for me. Just let it be."

"You bitch." The purple was rapidly becoming red. "I am never telling you about muggle bands again. Never."

As the two Slytherins dragged Hermione away, Daphne leaned in to Ava.

"What was that about?"

"It's a long story. Remember that necklace? I introduced him to the Beatles."

Ignoring the fact that she knew nothing at all about who the Beatles where, Daphne frowned. Weasley could go stick them up his ass and she really wouldn't care.

"The forbidden forest? Isn't that forbidden for a reason?"

Daphne snorted as the two lounged in their common room. It was almost empty at this time. The only people in there at the moment were Draco, Pansy and a small group of sixth years revising their butts off. Tracey had already gone to sleep after a long game of wizards chess which Daphne had been surprisingly good at for a beginner. The news of how they were to carry out their detention had reached her that day and Ava wasn't exactly happy about where her two best friends and enemy were off to.

"We'll have Hagrid. I'm sure he could scare off Lord Voldemort if he wanted to." Seeing the dubious expression she sighed loudly. "Jesus Ava! I didn't know you cared this much!"

"Pshhh." She turned away slightly. "I don't care."

Daphne just smiled before walking out of the dark green entrance. Ava could worry all she wanted, but she'd never fully admit it.

Crawling towards the fireplace, Ava looked left and right before pulling a small pile of leather bound books from under a loose floorboard beneath her favourite armchair.

Instantly, ancient curses covered her vision and all she could think of was exactly how they would come in to use.

Πτώση κατά το σκάφος μου was one of the ancient curses of Calypso. She'd picked it up in this particular green tome that she'd found in a tiny corner of the most dusted shelf in the library. Written by the great wizard, Blackbeard, she was sure to find much more interesting spells in her time reading the book.

"What are you reading?"

Jumping up, Ava threw all the books but one back under the floor and stuck her nose into Myths Behind the Stars as Draco Malfoy sat in the chair beside her.

"A book, Draco."

The frustrated expression on his face only brought her pleasure and the twitching in his foot made her giggle.

"Idiot."

"You should be in detention, Malfoy." Her green eyes flickered over to him. "Goodbye."

"Hello." A small smile formed on her face as he rested on the back of the chair. "It's good to be fashionably late."

"Didn't know you listened to the Beatles, Draco."

"What in Merlin's name are you talking about?" His grey eyes watched her cautiously as she grinned mysteriously. The flickering hazel in her iris' was only proof that her mind was working against him.

"You say yes, I say no. You say stop, I say go, go, g-"

"Goodbye."

It was much later in the night when Ava was wandering the halls of Hogwarts, waiting for Hermione and Daphne to come back that she heard the pounding feet and heavy breathing.

It came to her surprise when a silvery blonde head dashed past her, whimpers echoing through the corridor. To her relief, it was followed by a much more natural blonde and a bushy mane of brown hair.

"Mione! Daph! What's the ferret got to scream about?"

To her shock, both were trembling slightly, shock and fear in their wide eyes and Hermione seemed to have some horse hair in her sweater.

"Voldemort."

Hallo! I think there's something wrong with the enter button. Meh. There you go! I couldn't help the little cliff hanger that might not even be one considering we've all read the Harry Potter books. Unless you're randomly here for no particular reason. If that's the case, hello! Go and do some good reading! It'll take you a few days and nights, but cut out all the sleep and you it shouldn't take too long!

I had a blood test again today. My anaemia sucks. I found a silver hair this morning...The horror! I kidding. It's normal when you don't have enough iron in your body.

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