30,000 words, whoop whoop!! And 3 more reviews. Hell yes. I probably wont be able to update for the next 2 weeks, (well I might find a way since I love you all so much), so this is the 'just incase' chapter.

Chapter 21: The Last, the Very Last, Detention

(-wonders if anyone understands the reference in the title-)

The next 4 days went according to plan, and nobody realized that the author made a mistake, and that Kait should have 6 detentions because Kait had 2 left after breaking out of the first and he added 4 more, BUT NOBODY NOTICED SO KAIT ONLY HAD FIVE. SCORE. So yes, all was well, and the girls served their first 4 detentions together.

The first two were spent organizing that confiscated-items room alphabetically. Let us recall one particular event:

As Triana was working in the 5th aisle, something under one of the shelves caught her eye. She used her foot to slide it out by the corner that was sticking out, then she saw what it was. Oh my, she thought, it's a yaoi magazing! (A/N: If any of you don't know what yaoi is, BLESS YOUR SOULS. RUN FAR FAR AWAY AND PRAY TO GOD YOU NEVER FIND OUT). Well, she mused, I'll have to have some fun with this…. She showed the magazine to Kait and they formulated 'the plan'.

Kait went back over to her aisle and pretended to do her work. Triana, in a voice that was way louder than necessary (to catch Snape's attention) called out to her. "Kait! Kait, where do you think this should go?"

Kait came over to her and said in an overly-bewildered voice, "Well, I just don't know! Hmm… it could go under Y, or M… or even P! My my my! I honestly haven't a clue! Oh dear, this is certainly a pickle, isn't it Triana?!"

"Why yes, it is, Kait my dear friend! I suppose we'd better make a decision, but wha–"

"Is there a… problem? Snape asked. He was standing at the edge of the aisle, but from his view the magazine was hidden.

"OH, PROFESSOR! Just the perfect person to give us a solution to our predicament! Isn't this wonderful Triana!?"

"Why yes, it is Kait! I am so happy we have such a grea—"

"Well what is it!?" he snapped.

Triana extended her arm completely in front of her, so the magazine dangled between her thumb and forefinger.

Snape walked over, and without looking at it, snatched it up so he could examine it more closely. As soon as he realized what it was, his face went very red.

"W-Where did you find this?"

"Right here, under this shelf," Triana said, kicking the said object lightly with her foot.

Meanwhile, while that exchange was being had, Kait had pointed her wand, which was concealed in her sleeve, towards the book and non-verbally cast the spell "Diffindo".

Several pages suddenly fell from the inside of the magazine, and floated to the ground. Triana looked at them, knowing fully what to expect, but still put on quite a show. "OH MY WORD! OH THIS IS HIDEOUS!"

Kait, who had been pretending to be sorting out another object, rushed over. "UGH, ITS COMPLETELY GHASTLY! MY EYES, MY VIRGIN EYES!!!"

"ENOUGH!" Snape growled, and he waved his wand at the pages and the magazine itself, and they all disappeared. His face was very red now, and he huffed back to his seat where he was reading the Daily Prophet.

The two girls snickered and gave each other high-fives.

The other two detentions were spent taking the plants from outside and putting them in pots so they would be safe in the greenhouse before the first frost came.

This time, Snape sat against one of the trees at the edge of the forest and read a book from the restricted section of the library. Again, Triana was the lovely assistant, and Kait was the magician of the act. They were dealing with a boring old vine that couldn't do anything, so Kait used a couple of Engorgios, then made it wind around Triana, looking like it would suffocate her. She did this, of course, from behind the greenhouse so Snape couldn't see her but it gave her an alibi.

"HELP, HELP, PROFESSOR! OH GOD, GET IT OFF ME!" She screamed and she weakly struggled with the vine.

Snape looked up, rolled his eyes, but still rushed over. Teehee, Snape looks funny when he runs, thought Kait.

"WHAT DID YOU DO THIS TIME, TRIANA!?" he called to her, as she was very high in the air because the vine was so large.

"Well, Professor Sprout said plants liked to be talked to, so I was telling it jokes! And I told it the one 'Why can't Helen Keller drive?' 'Because she's a woman', AND IT JUST FREAKED OUT AND IT STARTED GROWING AND TRYING TO" (fake coughs) "STRANGLE ME! I THINK ITS SOME KIND OF FEMINIST!

"Who's Helen Keller?"

"OH MY GOD I'M DYINGG I FEEL MY LUNGS BEING CRUSHED! AND MY RIB CAGE BEING MANGLED!"

"Ugh. As much as I would love to be rid of you, I have the feeling the headmaster wouldn't like that very much. Diffindo!"

The vine was severed into two, and it immediately shrank back down and fell limp on the ground. Triana dropped down, and then kissed the ground with extremely exaggerated fervor.

She slowly stood up and skipped to Snape. "OH THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SAVING MY LIFE! WHAT WOULD I EVER DO WITHOUT YOU!?!?" Then she jumped at him and wrapped her arms around him. And wouldn't let go.

Snape felt very uncomfortable but decided it would be a mistake to try and pry her off. So he just changed the subject. "Where's Kait?"

Kait came out from behind the greenhouse carrying a pot with flowers in it. "What about me? Oh, um, Professor… sorry… I didn't realize I was interrupting som—"

"It's nothing!" he snarled, and pulled Triana's arms off his waist. "Back to work," he snapped.

By the end of their 4th detention, Snape called them over.

"Okay, you're all done for today. However, change of schedule for tomorrow. I'd like the night off, but I have guard duty, so you two are going to stand guard while I get a decent night's rest for once. Easy enough? You two will both be keeping watch for the whole ground floor. You must be there by 9 pm and stay until 4 am. It's not a school night so I have full privilege to do this. Have fun, girls." He finished with a sneer and then started off towards the castle.

The two girls looked at each other.

"2 MORE SHOTS, PUCEY, CMON!"

It was about 2 in the morning, and the party had been going on since 11. Most of the staff were on the seventh floor, because Kait bribed Peeves (with something that may or may not have been 3 ounces of ghost-pot) to be as loud as possible in the Room of Requirement, so they were all safe. It was mostly Slytherins, but some Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs were there too, but everyone was too drunk to notice. They had worked their magic back in the kitchens, and now house-elves were bringing them more booze by the hour. There was music coming from somewhere, and everyone was either dancing, making out (among other lewd acts), or playing drinking games. Kait and Triana personally were playing "I've Never" with Draco, Seamus, Harry, Ron, Warrington, Crabbe, and Goyle.

"I've never… hic… screwed a t-teacher," Kait managed with a slur.

Neville drank.

"Ugh, what the hell, Neville!?" Ron shouted, surprisingly clear, in disgust.

"I… I don't want to talk about it…."

Now it was Draco's turn. "I've never… dressed in the opposite genders clothing,"

Kait drank, Harry drank, and Ron drank.

"Aahahaha what?!" Seamus said, looking over and Harry and Ron.

"We had found some of Ginny's dresses... and... WELL WE HAD NOTHING BETTER TO DO!" Harry yelled defensively.

The festivities continued and soon everyone managed to pass out with exhaust or drunkenness, sleeping well into the night.

Okay, so the title is referring to this play that my entire grade had to see. It was called "The Last, the Very Last, Butterfly." And uhm… it sucked. The actors/actresses were good but the show itself sucked. Yeah, I hope this chapter was good though. REVIEWWWW.