.hacker Magician: Smoke
Chapter 14
Deaths Starstruck Jinxii
"So, is there really a potion for fame?" Harry asked Hermione Granger, startling her as they sat together in the library as she was studying and Harry was slacking off as usual.
Hermione had almost forgotten Harry was sitting next to her he had been quiet for so long. "Umm… wait. Are you talking about what Snape said our first potion lesson?"
"Yeah. It's been driving me crazy," he agreed with a shrug. "I mean I haven't gone out of my way or anything, but I've never found anything like that. And didn't he also talk about potions to stop death? But without a philosopher's stone that's impossible, even if you used death or life magic-though I suppose necromancy could stop death. It wouldn't be the same as living, but since that kind of magic is still illegal..." He shrugged helplessly.
"Yeah. And I doubt even Snape would study that kind of Dark Magic," Hermione said thoughtfully pretending that Harry wouldn't either: ignorance really could be bliss. "Though, I wouldn't have thought you would have remembered all of that," she continued, rather impressed. "But why haven't you just asked Snape? You're likely one of the few people with the guts to confront him about it."
"Oh, I did. But he kind of looked embarrassed and made an excuse to leave," Harry answered. "It wasn't even a very good excuse. I have a funny feeling that what he said was only meant to sound impressive. Not factual. Maybe a slight bending of the truth because crazy shite can be done with potions and alchemy."
Hermione sighed and rubbed her brow. "Harry. I already have enough with Colin swearing too much," she said with a shake of her head as she knew like everyone else no one would listen.
"Anyway, I figured as much myself…" she agreed. "I've not come across anything like them. Other than the philosopher's stone- or… well necromancy isn't a normal topic of discussion… it doesn't fit too well with people morals. And most Pagan worship that did study it are dead or… well close enough. And I'll admit after that little speech I had been curious and checked out some books-."
"Hermione… looking at such naughty books!" Harry playfully reprimanded. "But on a serious note," he continued while she laughed and rolled her eyes. "It has had its uses so shouldn't just be thrown away and forgotten just because of the bad it could do. Without necromancy, modern magical and muggle medicine would still be blood syphoning with leeches! And pointless amputation."
Hermione shivered. "Or Hagrid's Blast-Ended… whatever those things were supposed to be," she replied. "But I think you're exaggerating slightly there."
"Well, okay," Harry sheepishly agreed. "But it has come up with plenty of discoveries, such as how the body works. A spell we use all the time is technically necromancy. And that's a simple wake-up spell. Then we have the resuscitation charm..."
"Reclassified centuries ago, Harry!" Fred Weasley interrupted from around a bookcase with his twin brother, but Harry didn't look surprised to see them. "You learn about stuff like that for NEWTs, but the teacher seemed to gloss over it. It might pop out in the exam though, so worth remembering I suppose."
"They call it healing magic now!" George said with a shrug as they took the seats opposite.
"But there are still plenty of dark spells that haven't had that stupid honour!" Harry said. "Spells that are far less harmful. Some of which are just being persecuted because of their inventor.
"Take Morgana le Fay's spells for example!" he continued thoughtfully. "A lot of her healing spells and potions were stolen and credit given to liked wizards. Not even witches. But so many of her spells are considered dark because the evidence of her being their creator is too great. And she was a freaking Hufflepuff while Merlin gets credited with tons of stuff. Stuff he likely didn't even do and he was a Slytherin.
"Merlin was actually taught by the biggest jerk on the planet back then and he's praised almost godlike by wizards and witches!"
"He might have been Lockhart in disguise! Time travelling," George suggested laughing.
"Or his ancestor!" Fred added laughing along with his brother while Harry and Hermione gave each other thoughtful glances, just wondering whether there could be some truth to their joking implication.
After all. Only an idea is perfect. Not a person. Not unless they wanted to be such. That reminded Harry too much of that idiot Lockhart. But sadly enough. It also reminded Harry of Dumbledore.
The light made the darkness to give credit to the light for fighting back and overcoming something that shouldn't have existed in the first place. The Light and Dark were only concepts of peoples fear and hope.
However, Harry wanted to bring forth a new idea. An idea that didn't centre around good and evil, but right and wrong. Where they need not define Dark and Light as evil and good, but just opposite spectrums of magic.
Don't blame the tools for their master's actions. Because if you do. You become no better than them. And in doing so you persecute so many people who would do no wrong, and send them spiralling into the enemies' hands, ruined and hopeless, devastated by those who would say they were good.
Harry slipped from those thoughts as he sensed the Weasley twins' anxious gazes.
"Well anyway Harry, we needed to speak to you!" George said while he and his brother leant over the table to get closer, and took on serious expressions. "We need your help getting mum off our backs. We're not like Ginny. We don't have the guts to tell her off like she did. For all the good that did. She'll never stop without good cause… or at least good cause by her mind. So, we figured we could get some assurances from you to get her off our backs… for a while at least…!"
"Dad said to ignore her!" Fred said. "He has it worse. Dumbledore's up to something and mums acting like a typical pawn!"
"I think I can help you out!" Harry said while sitting forward in his seat with a crocked smirk on his lips. He rested his elbows on the desk between them. The twins watched nervously as Harry let his fingertips touch over the table in the arch of a pyramid.
Harry was dressed in a black suit, shirt, shoes, and tie, perfectly fitting with his black hair combed back and to the sides neatly with black metal framed glasses framing his emerald eyes.
The twins glanced worriedly at each other before looking toward Hermione as she was actively trying to hold in her giggles. The Weasley twins, like Hermione were wearing their best casual robes to fit in, but Harry seemed to like standing out as 'not normal' while in the Magical World.
"Just answer a question for me, okay?" Harry asked while making his voice sound gruff and dark while the already quiet in the library lost all sound except for him. And all the light around them dimmed around leaving only the four of them and the table the only things they could see. Even Hermione had stopped laughing and looked around in a mix of being impressed and concerned.
The twins leaned in to hear better as Harry trailed to a growled whisper.
"O-okay!" The twins stuttered out in perfect sync together.
Harry gave a sharp nod. "What is the plural of jinx…?" The twins could only stare dumbfounded as Harry suddenly sat back with his arms folded over his chest. "Is it jinxes? Or maybe jinxii? I even had the odd thought that it could be jinx as in singular, and jinx as in plural?" he asked; his voice back to normal, and the world back into sharp focus, visually, and audible with no one else in the library the wiser.
"It has to be one of them, right?" Harry continued. "If you figure it out, I would say hex would follow the same ruling, but you can double check that too. For some reason, I can't find it in any thesaurus or dictionary anywhere!"
"I would have thought it was jinxes! But I suppose jinx could work, but even the teachers use jinxes..." Hermione said thoughtfully while the twins were too dumbfounded to speak.
But Hermione had made it a personal mission to suss Harry out-at least a little, and thought he was serious and not just messing around, which was too thin of a line for the twins to see this time as it would be a hard call even for Luna (and she was weirder than Harry), and Hermione was only sixty per cent sure Harry wasn't joking. Harry was just that good at making people question everything.
"But..." she continued slowly while frowning as a strange and unwanted thought struck her brain like lightning. "Now you mention it, jinxii kind of sounds better...! I think. Or maybe I'm giving this too much thought."
"I know right, but it surely has to be jinxes," Harry said. "Everyone uses jinxes. But what if they're wrong? We have to know!"
Hermione groaned. "I can't believe you actually made me believe you were serious!" she said as she saw the way his eyes sparked with mischief.
"You're right, but the twins are such easy targets!" Harry said impishly. "And they are ridiculously gullible!"
"Hey… we can hear you!" George said with a glare that he didn't seem to put much effort into.
"So, what do you think I can do about your mother anyway?" Harry asked. "The Christmas Holidays are just starting and with all the strange Howler things she's been sending… among other odd things. I really don't see her stopping any time soon."
"You can at least stop our Howlers like you do yours and Ginny's!" Fred begged, and he looked half-broken. "We've been getting them every day. Sometimes twice a day for the past three weeks..."
"And the worst part is!" George continued from his brother. "We don't even know what the heck she's ranting about anymore! No one seems too!"
"Don't ask me!" Harry said with a shrug. "I have no idea either. They were kind of funny to begin with. And a good opportunity to study a master class Howler made by someone who has a great talent for using embarrassing magic like that. But after a while they started to get annoying!"
"No offence, Fred, George," Hermione said sympathetically. "But I think your mum needs to see a therapist. I'm glad I saw the Light needed a new power supply before I was turned into some crazy loon like that. Well any more than I was-."
"I thought I was your therapist!" Harry interrupted teasingly.
"Harry!" Hermione reprimanded. "You said you wouldn't say a thing about that!"
"I say a lot of things!" Harry answered. "You'll need to remind me faster next time. And that isn't exactly a secret. It's what you speak to me about that keeps my lips sealed."
Hermione pouted. "Twits, I'll get him to deal with your Howlers! Now scram!" she ordered and they looked relieved as they quickly hurried away while she turned back to Harry. "And you… you..."
"You asked me to listen to you," Harry said sheepishly. "I'll keep your secrets, even from Luna. I made that promise, and I keep my promises!"
"Well, okay, thank you!" Hermione replied. "Sorry I was just feeling on edge is all. Once I start spilling I just can't seem to stop and I feel loads better."
"If you think talking to me takes a load off. Try Luna," Harry said. "She's much more insightful, and it wouldn't hurt to have a girl friend to talk to, would it?"
"I-I guess not, but Luna kind of scares me!" Hermione admitted to her embarrassment. Harry gave her a quizzical look so she quickly began to elaborate. "I mean she's so up front and just… not afraid to just stare until you've near literally blabbered yourself into what feels like death. The only person that doesn't seem to affect is Ginny, and I think that's because Ginny loves to blabber on and on..."
"Well Luna and Ginny do love each other dearly," he replied thoughtfully. "But you should realise that if you let little eccentricities bother you she'll catch on and do it on purpose to amuse herself with your discomfort. If you just stopped blabbering and spoke to her upfront leaving her no doubt that you want her input she'll give it.
"She's just not used to too many people caring what she thinks unless she knows them well enough, such as Ginny and me - that she knows we're interested in her opinion. Or she thought of some fun way to amuse herself with a concealed insult or compliment. Or just to fuck with your head!"
"That's why you're the perfect couple!" Hermione said sadly. "You're both freaking nuts. And what have I said about swearing… you know what you likely cuss more when I tell you not too. Luna does!"
"Someone is catching on to the way the world really works!" Luna interrupted from behind Hermione almost scaring the hell out of her.
Hermione screeched but Harry didn't bat an eyelid as Luna snaked her arms around Harry's strong shoulders. Luna trailed her fingers down Harry's chest with her pale blue painted nails trailing the black silk of his shirt as she slipped around him and slid onto his lap, arms loose around his neck after straightening his black silk tie.
Luna had a smile on her soft glossy lips while watching Hermione regain her breathing while Harry snaked his arms around her waist. Luna's lips sparkled with a sheen of multicolours like a rainbow with a pale blue shadowing of her bright blue eyes.
She wasn't wearing robes either, but a short white skirt with thick black belt hanging slanted off her hips with a black plastic cased pouch on the left side, slightly to the back. She wore sky blue knee socks halfway up her thighs with white stripes down the sides and around the diameter of the top.
Luna's top was white, firm fitting to her body and sleeveless, light and cool, giving some push to her breasts with whatever bra she must have worn underneath.
She wore sky blue sleeves loose from her biceps just over her wrists, attached to the chest and back of her top with twin thick-ish blue straps on either side hand neatly across her arms below her bare shoulders. Then on her small feet she wore black leather half-boots with two silver buckled straps on each foot.
And on Luna's left wrist with a thick white leather strap was a bulky looking black watch with light florescent blue glow in the dark hands and numbers that looked much too normal and analogue for her.
Luna wore her dirty blonde hair up and back, long to her waist, looped back on itself with braids in triple running both sides at the back, tied off in sky blue ribbons trailing to her butt near the end. She had two braided strains on blonde hair down the left side of her face, and three earrings in that ear, platinum hoops, two in the lobes and one in the upper cartilage.
The right ear of Luna's was more on display as that side of her hair held three silver clips, pulling it tight to the side, over her ear. One clip was of a happily smiling moon while the second was a cartoonish scythe, and the last a skull. Her right ear had five gold hoop, two in her lobes, one in the top piece of cartilage, and the other two around her ear equal distances apart.
"What do you think, Hermione?" Luna asked after a few moments. "I went for a new look… something more… me!?" she asked with a smile that showed off her perfectly white and well looked after teeth. "Ginevra said I look simply ravaging, and Harry… well...!"
Harry was nuzzling her left ear, tugging on one of her hoops gently with his teeth. "Has to agree with, Ginny whole heartedly," he answered for himself while pulling her tighter to curl up on his lap.
"Mr. Potter!"
He pulled his lips back from his girl and looked up at the stern and cold face of the librarian, Ms. Pince.
"Okay, Luna and I are leaving!" Harry grumbled as Luna smilingly slid off his lap, pulling him to stand with her she held his left hand in her right, fingers interlocked the right way and half cuddled up to his arm.
"Talking too loud, using strange magiks, being too comfortable!" Harry continued grumbling as he guided Luna towards the library doors. "Instant kick out and banned for the rest of the day. And ten points from each of us for being troublemakers. We know the drill."
"Miss. Granger!" Ms. Pince said looking at Hermione after she saw that two of her most troublesome students had left and turned her attention to their friend. "If I must come over here again, you'll be joining them! Understand?"
"Yes!" Hermione quickly replied as she quickly buried her face in the nearest book.
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After a rather nice broom cupboard session, and feeding her beloved boyfriend, Harry from her special area, Luna found herself alone as she looked over her new watch. It was different. Only she could see beyond the lovely design of the watch, and beyond as it was connected to her phone, which was hidden away in a specially made case on her belt.
Luna was just walking through the Entrance Hall when she paused as she noticed someone approaching, and she didn't need the watches map to know who it was as she could see them.
Though, the watches map function was useful, it wasn't as useful as the glasses. But she knew Harry was working on better applications of use as she didn't like wearing glasses when she didn't need to. Though Harry didn't need his for every day wear he still needed them for reading since the sight restoring charms were temporary and were slowly starting to just not work.
Harry was concerned about that. It was something to do with the curse in his scar. And Luna knew he was close to cutting it out since the curse actively buried deeper when threatened by magic, but did nothing when Harry poked at it with sharp objects-namely knives.
Luna knew she was brave but she didn't think she could let him do that to himself, and she would rather not do that for him. But she would if she had to. And she knew she would soon. Before it was too late and the magical cancer was too deep. And she would do whatever it took to keep her man by her side for a very long time.
"Good afternoon, Miss. Fleur!" Luna greeted the older blonde with a dazzling smile while she enjoyed the light springy and somewhat arousing sensation of Fleur's Veela allure magic as it gently swam through her body and bones to speak sweet something's to her soul.
Luna enjoyed the sensation, but like Harry, enjoy, but don't let it control you. It was nothing compared to her will and she brushed it aside after a few moments of letting it have its wicked way with her heart.
However, Luna's heart slowed as she took complete control, letting her smile hold Fleur as the part-time Veela could sense, if not feel the way her power was, not so much brushed aside, but ignored, and held within Luna's control was an ease that frightened Fleur as Luna seemed quite a bit better at it than Harry.
Or maybe that was because Luna was a girl and Harry a boy. Or even worse. Harry could have been holding back on her power while Luna was teasing her. Fleur could feel it. Just so slightly. It was feedback. She could feel her own allure. And by the growing smirk on Luna's sexy lips, she knew what she was doing.
Veela couldn't affect each other unless they let each other in. So, this was the first time she had felt the power. And this was her while she was holding back. She didn't want to let this talented little girl get the better of her and have her a drooling mess of arousal.
Therefore, Fleur closed her eyes and reigned in all her allure for the first time since her school, as it was a school rule for Veela and half-breeds like her to suppressed those abilities for classes and school hours as they were extraordinarily distracting. Apparently.
She opened her eyes and smirked slightly as she seemed to have impressed the younger blonde.
"I'll take that victory!" Luna commented whimsically.
Fleur laughed slightly despite herself. "Maybe we could draw up a treaty, so that I do not have to also lose a war! I'm afraid I do not have such sleeves to hide any of those spectacular tricks Harry, and yourself seem to have," she said while shrugging helplessly.
Smiling slightly Fleur jokingly showed she had nothing up the sleeves of her pale blue silk robe except her delicate and soft looking thin arms.
She was still wearing her school uniform as the holidays didn't officially start until the next day; they all had a half-day, so it was officially free-time, not everyone planned on changing out of their uniforms as fast as some did. The robe was left open so Luna could admire the way the rest of the uniform clung to Fleur's body and accentuated her bust, and her skirt showed off her delightfully long smooth pale legs.
"So, what can I do for you, Mademoiselle Sexy!?" Luna asked in a cute sing song way with an added French curl to her accent that somehow managed to make Fleur quiver just a little.
However, it also made Fleur feel weak in the knees and squirmy in the pit of her stomach, especially with the way Luna was checking out her legs quite a bit more than necessary. And Luna wasn't being discrete.
"W-what kind of magic is this?" Fleur asked as she felt foggy in the head and couldn't think straight. "I thought that only Veela or Sirens could do… things like this!"
Luna's smirk lit up. "Ever felt another person's malice before?"
"So…?"
"So, if you can sense the bad… why not the good too?" Luna replied happily. "Then add in a little special effect and I can turn you on with just a look! But you didn't approach me to talk about silly little magic tricks. Ask your headmistress if you want to learn to be a better enchantress. Or do you think 'they' would let just any magician head one of the Eleven Great Schools?"
Fleur turned her head away as Luna let her heart relax even though she still felt so – no. She couldn't think on that any further.
"I-I think I need your help!" Fleur finally said while her cheeks lit up a soft pink and she couldn't even bring herself to consider the younger girls' eyes. "Well, Harry's help… his kind of help – its… it's for my family, please!" she begged as she quickly looked around to make sure nobody was listening in.
"Why not go straight to-?"
"Because- it wouldn't be right not to go to you," Fleur interrupted before Luna could finish her question, startling her slightly but more impressing her with her bravado. "To arrange an official meeting… between Houses."
"Oh, Magical Lore bullshit as Harry would say," Luna said quietly with a sharp nod while Fleur started. "And I completely agree," she said worrying Fleur. "However," she paused and Fleur let her hopes rise slightly as she held her breath. "Very well Miss. Fleur..." she agreed, further startling Fleur as she expected refusal after those proclamations.
Luna smirked slightly. "Just because we think it's all pointless doesn't mean we'll ignore them," she said with a shrug as she turned on her heel and took a few steps towards the stairs leading up out of the Entrance Hall.
Pausing to look over her shoulder, Luna rolled her eyes while Fleur just stared after her, taking extra note of her arse. "Fleur, if you would join me to a more… secure location. I believe we can discuss this further over some tea!" she said before she turned back towards the stairs and proceeded to lead the way.
Fleur quickly shook her head to clear it of cobwebs. "O-of course!" she quickly said as she rushed to catch up and walk slightly behind, submissive, like a servant, but to the right side of Luna while they walked in a somewhat comfortable silence.
But it was nice to see Luna smiling in good spirits. That was a very good sign.
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Daphne Greengrass sighed in contentment, as she lay back on her bed with her younger sister cuddled up in her arms. They were alone in the dorm and both had slightly swollen lips from kissing. That wasn't to mention her younger sister had her left hand up Daphne's school skirt and in her knickers with two fingers pushing away inside her.
Astoria giggled as she pulled her fingers out of her sister and looked at the thick white cum on them while using her sisters hidden tits as pillows.
"Wow. You had tons of Harry's cum inside you still!" Astoria teased with a sweet smile as she sucked and licked her fingers clean as she had been doing for the past hour. "And you only managed to get in a sneaky quickie before classes this morning, cheeky!"
They were waiting for Pansy and Tracey to get back from delivering on some photos they managed to snag of Dumbledore doing something humiliating or some such for the newspaper club they joined just for the extracurricular credits.
Pansy and Tracey had been falling behind in a few classes and didn't want to chance repeating the year even though that was unlikely, it wasn't unheard of, and they weren't the most studious of students.
And with all the distractions that year they could do with the extra credit, and newspaper club was one of the most sort after and most comfortable school activity. And with friends like Harry and Luna they could get into pretty much any club except for on a Quidditch team because that needed talent unless you wanted to be water-boy or girl, or maybe they needed a dope to dress up in a ridiculous mascot outfit.
It seemed their partners in 'crime' were taking their time as they had for the past few days handing in their assignments as they had to print out and sort their own photos to hand in to Miss. Editors PA, Katie Bell where she assisted Miss. Editor in picking out the best while Tracey and Pansy had to come up with some headers for their pictures, which could take a few hours.
"Yeah! Jealous I got there first? Ginny licked my arse while he was...-" Daphne teased and gloated, leaving unsaid what didn't need to be said.
Astoria pouted while Daphne was still panting from a soft cum, as she smiled and kissed her sisters' soft lips. Astoria eagerly and hungrily kissed her older sister in return, curing into her older sisters' sexy body.
They were still in their Slytherin school uniforms, minus their robes as they had both lobbed them onto Pansy's empty bed as soon as they entered Daphne, Pansy, and Tracey's dorm room. It was just the three of them as they had removed by some force, certain undesirable Slytherin girls who wanted to bow before loser Death Eater logic.
However, Astoria and Daphne didn't give that any mind as those idiots stayed in other dorms. But it did allow for Astoria to spend plenty of time sharing her older sisters bed with Tracey and Pansy. And sneaking over to a certain Gryffindors was easier – or more fun they would say - with all four of them on point.
The similar looking blonde, silver eyed sisters kissed a little more, groping at each other's large (Daphne's only slightly bigger) firm blouse covers tits. Just a little comfort fondle, before they pulled apart for breath, relaxed to cuddle lovingly in each other's arms.
"If Trace and Pansy are going to be this long when they have something juicy…" Daphne continued smirking as Astoria rolled her silver eyes as she spotted the innuendo.
It wasn't too long ago that neither of them would have had a clue. "So… I was thinking..." Daphne continued thoughtfully stroking her fingers lovingly through her little sisters' hair the way she liked. "… Maybe we should find something less… pervy to occupy at least some of our free time, too! And I suppose the extra credit wouldn't go a miss. Shows we don't go around wasting our time doing-."
"Other things!?"
"Exactly," she agreed smugly. "I know technically with Harry we don't have to worry so much, but. I guess I want to show him and everyone else that we're not slackers, right-!?"
"Music club!?" Astoria suggested quickly as she stroked her still sticky fingers along her older sisters plump and so very snoggable lips.
"They're all losers!" Daphne said with an eye roll. "All of that marching band crap. Not a slither of rock, or anything remotely cool! And goddess can they not sing in tune!? It's like the whole club is tone death!"
"But we can sing!" Astoria said smartly. "And we could just take over. They can at least play some instruments! Maybe we could make the club more fun? About real music!? I know you miss playing piano. And they have a nice one! And they have guitars, and none of them can play worth a dam! So, they would bow down to my skill!"
Daphne bit her lower lip as she thought about it. "You only learnt to play guitar because you saw that muggle girl once with that ele-!"
"Electric Guitar!" Astoria quickly said with a light blush. "And so, what… she was freaking awesome! So, glad we had run out of floo powder and mum took us to Diagon Alley the muggle way, even if it was only that one time. We were so small back then, and now we're at Hogwarts."
"Yeah, it feels like a very long time ago!" Daphne agreed. "But… still, music club. It will take a lot of effort to turn that into a fun club…!" she trailed to a stop as Astoria gave her the dreaded puppy-dog pout and sighed. "It's been years since you've done that to get your own way. But I suppose this could be… fun. Yea… I think we can do something with the club; turn it around!"
"Thank you!" Astoria squealed in delight as she cuddled her older sister tightly and pushed her tongue down her throat just as the dorm door opened. But they just ignored the 'interlopers' as they entered, kissing and squeezing each other's tight little arses.
Pansy looked up at Tracey as they closed and locked the door behind them before pulling out a shiny gold coin from her purse and handing it over to the brown-haired girl.
"Don't bet against my horny Daph senses, Panny, or you'll be broke!" Tracey said matter-of-factually, but she wore a huge grin as she looked at the smaller girl as she was suddenly in a hurry to get out of her uniform.
Pansy was down to her knickers in seconds and on her knees, having pulled Tracey's robe open she had her head up her skirt, pulling her knickers to the side to reveal her delightful puckered pink butt hole while licking her eager lips.
Tracey melted as the tip of Pansy's eager tongue slid between her firm arse cheeks.
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Colin Creevy frowned thoughtfully as he followed Hermione's lead through the school. They both had their modern cameras at the ready so Colin was almost certain they were after some kind of picture.
"Hermione, where are we going?" he quickly asked panting for breath as he had to jog slightly to keep up as she was marching at full tilt.
"This way!" Hermione replied as they shot down the stairs leading to the Entrance Hall, flying past a surprised Luna and Fleur, but neither of them stopped to see what the rush was, and Hermione only gave them a slight nod of greeting as she carried on through the Entrance Hall.
"Freaking awesome!" Colin declared as they finally came to a stop outside on the steps leading out into the grounds from the Entrance Hall.
It was dark outside as it was winter. And it was cold. But neither Colin nor Hermione gave that any thought as the world around them glowed with giant florescent green question marks all asking the same thing.
"What is the plural of jinx!?" Colin asked confusedly as he read the words that were written in glowing green light all over the place with the much larger question marks in a graffiti style, which was rather impressive.
However, Hermione sighed and shook her head. "Fred and George's work!" she complained but frowned as she looked around at the huge question marks. "But I must admit this is quite the impressive bit of magical mayhem!"
"It's awesome!" Colin said while snapping pictures. "Like the Riddler from Batman's been here!"
"That's why this looks so familiar!" Dean Thomas interrupted from their right where they had been watching the impressive light show.
"I never really liked Riddler much!" Seamus said from next to his dark-skinned friend. "I always thought he was really annoying. As bad guys go I've always liked Mr. Freeze. It always looked so awesome to have that massive freeze ray gun canon thing!"
"Na, League of Assassin's all the way!" Colin said with a shake of his head. "They're all freaking bad arse ninja just like Batman, but bad guys!"
"Boys!" Hermione muttered while quickly leaving them to their silly comic books and hoping that Harry hadn't been introducing the Weasley twins to such or the world would be in real trouble.
to be continued…