Hey Hey Hey! MRW here, but CG wrote this chappie. So... I'm kinda mad at her right now. I was all like: Hey, our awesome reviewers should get a special 100 review Treat! And she was all: Yeah awesome. Then all: Get It Done! And I'm all like: Well for the millionth time, I need your help to write excited Daphne! And she's all: No way, I'm going to bed, you update. And being mean. So I am, but I'm also changing the email and password so she's locked out. YAY! Onward!
"What we really need is a place to meet."
The three of them had been talking for hours, the last embers in the fireplace just a memory of the roaring fire that used to be there.
"It has to be secluded, but not so out of our way that people will be suspicious."
They were currently discussing where they should meet to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts. Earlier that day the whole school had been told, much to their dismay, that Dumbledore was to be replaced by Umbridge and that several classes were to be cancelled: Defense Against the Dark Arts, Divination, and Care for Magical Creatures.
Hermione was the one who had thought of a group of students meeting to learn spells; Harry and Sabrina were going to be the teachers. It had taken several hours and multiple threats to get a large group of Gryffindors, Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs agree to meet in an unknown location. All they needed was a room.
"I think I know a place." Grumbled a sleepy voice from the staircase.
"Where Neville?"
"This room is perfect!" Sabrina exclaimed, lying down on the heap of pillows in the corner. It was a large room decorated in warm browns and multiple greens. The tall round bookcases around the edge intensified the feeling of being in a forest. There was a curtain in the back, concealing a storage area full of boxes and dummies dressed as death eaters. Sabrina and Hermione began setting up the room, placing the dummies around the room randomly and moving all of the beanie bags into the closet.
Ever so slowly people started arriving, gasping as they were greeted by the cool air and green light. They had been told to arrive at different times, so that Umbridge wouldn't become suspicious.
"Uh, well thanks for showing up. From now on we're going to be meeting in here, we'll find a way to tell you when. What are you doing here?" Sabrina glared at Pucks arrogant smile.
"You know, all of you really suck at sneaking. If it weren't for Peeves, you would have all been caught when you came here. Here, this is for you." Puck handed a folded piece of paper to Fred and George. They smiled evilly as they read it.
"How did you come up with this? It's brilliant!" They cried, waving around the piece of paper.
"Give me that." Sabrina snatched that paper from their grasping hands, her face turning a strange shade of purple as she read it. "YOU HAD A SOLUTION FOR THAT GLOP? I HAD TO WALK AROUND FOR A WEEK WITH MY HAIR IN A MOHAWK BECAUSE YOU DECIDED TO DUMP ME IN THAT!" A red-haired girl held Sabrina back while Puck flew into a corner.
"Hey, you have to admit it was pretty funny." He snickered from his position of safety.
"Sabrina, let's not hold grudges shall we?" Fred placed a hand on her shoulder.
"This potion has been given a chance to do good!" George smiled, the two of them pacing around her.
"Think of all the chaos we could cause with this!" Fred's glazed over as he envisioned the possibilities.
"If we got this goop in Umbridge's hair she would be furious."
"Imagine messing up Malfoy's 'silky' locks."
"I'm not sure…" Sabrina didn't have time to react. As soon as she spoke George threw her over his shoulder and carried her into a closet that had mysteriously appeared. Despite her protests, he locked her in, ignoring the bangs as she tried to break down the door.
"Let me out!" Her voice was muffled but still audible.
"Only if you agree not to attack Puck!" Fred called back, a smug smile on his face.
"NEVER!" was the defiant reply.
"What if I proposed a truce?" Everyone stared at Puck as he flew down from the leafy ceiling.
"Depends. Do I have the right to punch you if you prank me?"
"Only if you agree to help in the pranks." Puck replied, opening the door.
"Deal."
"I can't believe that you're actually going through with this!" Harry stared in disbelief as Sabrina straightened up the Room of Requirements.
"It's not like we're going to blow up the Great Hall. It's just a simple prank, a warning of what's going to happen." Sabrina seemed completely unfazed by that fact that she, Puck, Fred and George were going to be sneaking around the castle for two hours, going into every single room to set all the clocks.
Ever since the new rules had been created, curfew was strictly reinforced. The last person who had tried to go out after lights out had earned a full week of detention and fifty points deducted from their house.
"Have I ever mentioned that you're insane?" his breath caught in his throat as she turned to him, a smile playing across her lips.
"Well," she crossed the room, placing her arms around his neck, "isn't that why we're going out." They kissed, oblivious as Fred and George joined them.
"If you two are done snogging, we have chaos to create." Sabrina gave Harry one last kiss before she headed out with Fred and George.
"Where's Puck?" Sabrina asked as they ducked into a broom closet.
"He'll meet up with us later, said something about frogs."
"As long as they don't end up in my bed, I'm fine with that." She said with a smirk. They crept down the dark hallway, using the Marauders Map to avoid any of Umbridge's sentries.
Sabrina glanced at the map, only to realize that Filch was headed right towards them. She shoved Fred and George into a closet; unfortunately she tripped, causing herself and Fred to go crashing to the floor.
"Why Sabrina, I didn't realize you felt that way about me." Fred smirked causing Sabrina to blush. She had landed on top of him, her arms wrapped around his neck.
"Well, well it seems that Harry has some new competition." George smiled, helping Sabrina and Fred to their feet.
"Oh don't worry about me, my heart has already been whisked away by another." Fred sighed dramatically.
"He doesn't even know her name; he just saw her smile and whoosh! His heart was taken away."
"Do names really matter when destiny has meant for us to be together?" he sighed, placing his arms around Fred and Sabrina's shoulders. Together they continued down the hallway, going into every room on the way to set up.
Eventually they made their way into the Great Hall, some how avoiding the multiple protective spells around the entrance.
Sabrina wasn't surprised to see Puck sitting on a table with a parade of dancing fruit around him.
"It's about time. I thought you guys had been kidnapped and stuffed in a truck or something. Not that I'd mind, it'd be pretty funny actually." Puck smirked, ignoring Sabrina's glare.
"You told us you had a new idea, please tell me it isn't more dancing food."
"Huh? Oh these little guys, no I just liked their dancing. No, this is my idea." He opened his fist, revealing a flickering candle that was shouting profanities.
"Imagine hundreds of these little guys floating around the Great Hall."
"Brilliant!" cried the twins.
"It is a great idea. But what happened when they try to get rid of them? Obliviate!"
The candle spilt in two, it's voice now squeaky.
"Perfect." She smiled, taking one of the small candles from his hand. "Let's do this."
Puck took her hand, lifting her easily in the air.
"Loquor ceri!" Sabrina cried, pointing her wand at the candles near the ceiling. Immediately the candles began shouting our words, flooding the hall with sound.
Fred and George were below, putting up temporary sound blocks that would wear off at midnight.
"I can't believe we actually did it!" Fred and Sabrina high-fived, their adrenaline pumping from all the close calls on their way back to the Room of Requirements.
"Here's to a school year of chaos!" George raised his glass of Butter beer, clanging it against Pucks glass.
"Just thirty minutes from now everyone will be awake. Should we head back or sat here?" Sabrina looked around at the rest of them.
"I'm staying here. That crazy lady is going to immediately think of me when she sees the Great Hall, this rooms probably safest." Puck said, looking expectantly at the twins.
"Us two, we'd rather not be locked in the dungeon." They agreed.
"Well I'm going back. She has no reason to suspect me, and I want to see everyone's reactions." She downed her glass of Butter beer, missing Pucks disappointed expression. "I'd better be going, don't trash the room while you celebrate." She smiled, hugging Fred and George goodbye before leaving them to rejoice in their success.
She crept along the hallway, taking pride in the fact that no one awoke. She was the Queen of Sneaks after all.
After waking the hungover Fat Lady, she crept into the common room avoiding the scattered pillows decorating the floor.
"Hey, how'd it go?" Sabrina jumped at the question, not realizing that Hermione was curled up on the sofa.
"God you scared me. Wait how did you know?"
"Harry told me, he's really worried about you, you know." Sabrina sighed and sat down next to Hermione.
"I wish he would stop worrying about me. I took care of myself and my sister for years in foster care, I can take care of myself."
"You can't really blame him. Umbridge is a monster who won't lose any sleep over locking you in a dungeon. And then of course he feels threatened by Puck." Sabrina stared at Hermiones sly smile.
"Threanted by Puck? What does Puck have to do with anything?"
"You are so oblivious sometimes. Think about it, you two get married in the future and his was your first kiss. Plus you two have been living in the same house for over a year. Can you not see how he might be feeling just a little threatened?" Hermione probed, noting the blush on Sabrinas face.
"Harry has no reason to be jealous of Puck. How can a smelly fairy who acts like a five-year-old compare to an amazing wizard boyfriend? Give me one good reason why Harry would be jealous of Puck."
"Because he loves you."
So, bye! Wish me luck and hope CG doesn't kill me! XD huh? Kiwi? What's that in your hand. Hey, it that a tazor? Wait! No! d6srthuv
Hehe. Kiwi speaking. I may or may not kill/take captive MRW. PIECE!
Ps- If MRW gets out alive, she says she'll write and post the special!
Sps-I might let her go if you express this wish in reviews. Otherwise, I'll feed her to Lemon Killing Grape Fruit Juice! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!