Series Title: 31 Nights of Frights, Chapter Three
Part Title: You Got Me So I Can't Sleep at Night
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-15
Disclaimer: I own nothing, Joss owns the Buffyverse stuff, owns
Series Summary: Thirty-one experiments in insanity with a Halloween month theme, er, take three.
Part Summary: Somethings nagging at them.
Words: 697
A/N: Because I could not resist. Last in the Guest Lecturer set.

31 Nights of Frights, Chapter Three

26. You Got Me So I Can't Sleep at Night

The third week of classes started out pretty much as Kit, Dawn and Carlos had expected once they realized who the lecturer was. Percy Weasley lived up to a lot to their expectations. His lectures, while interesting were by the book and just a bit predictable. Unlike the lecture halls given by Dean Thomas and Luna Lovegood-Longbottom - who'd laughed at the mention of Rowling's dogged determination that Luna was just too spacey for poor Neville to deal with - there was a decided staidness to his lectures.

The three younger watchers were so busy copying their notes down that they barely noticed the dark-haired woman who'd sat near them during the week. Dawn glanced over once, shocked to see that she didn't have a computer or notebook in front of her. She wore a loosely woven, tight fitting chocolate brown sweater with a white tank top on underneath and a pair of dark blue jeans. Her arms were crossed, nails tapping on her arm and she was frowning at Percy Weasley.

"For her sake, I so hope we don't have a quiz today," Dawn muttered to Kit, nodding in the woman's direction.

"Who is she?"

"Nobody interesting," the woman snorted, her accent giving her away as British. She rolled her eyes at the three of them before jerking her hand up in the air.

The three looked at each other in shock and confusion. Percy glanced up, his voice trailing off as he noticed the woman with her hand up. His face paled and then instantly reddened. He cleared his throat and then spoke.

"Yes, Mi - miss?" Percy stuttered. He cleared his throat again. "Did you have a question on the topic we're discussing?"

"No, not really."

"O-oh. Then on a relevant topic?"

"Oh, its relevant all right, mate."

There were a couple of shocked gasps at her informal addressing of their professor. She only smirked, which made Percy pull on his sleeve.

"Do go on," he said tightly.

"It's on the subject of your defection in the novels. Lots of folks think its cause you were a twat."

"That's not relevant to the discussion of the restoration of the Wizarding World post the second war against Voldemort, Mi - miss."

"Rowling, that fool woman, said you did it just for a job with good money to drag yourself out of poverty. Nobody thinks you did it as part of Dumbledore's plot to learn what Death Eaters working in the Ministry were up to."

"Actually," Kit broke in, pulling the stares of both professor and the woman toward her. "Actually, a lot of fanfic writers jumped on that bandwagon just after book five. I mean, you can't imagine the amount of superspy Percy and Snape fics are out there!"

Dawn and Carlos glared at her in horror while the others glanced between their professor and the woman. The woman only smirked at her, and gave her a grateful wink. Kit blushed and sunk deeper into her seat.

"Despite what Miss - Holburn, is it? - pointed out, no one likes to believe that the character of Percy was anything but a boring, self-serving, family abandoning twat. It makes Mrs. Weasley more sympathetic and helps humanize -"

"Oh, stuff what Rowling wrote, Percy! Just man up and tell the nice kiddies you really were that superspy already! For the love of Merlin, man, you cannot suffer in silence any more. I am so sick of being taunted by that bastard Malfoy for shagging a bloodtraitor!"

"Millicent! In the hall, now!" Percy snapped.

Kit squeaked as he stormed out of the room, waiting for Millicent to join him. Her eyes widened as a full-fledged grin broke out on Millicent's face. She'd risen from her seat before Kit found her tongue.

"Ohmigod, you're Millicent Bulstrode, aren't you?" Kit gasped.

"Yeah. Seems your fanfic people got a few things right that dear Ms. Rowling didn't."

"Oh, I so knew that interhouse angst was UST in disguise!" Kit giggled.

"Millicent!" Percy snapped again, glaring at her.

"Oh, I'm coming!" Millicent snapped back, stomping down the steps and out the door.

"Kit?" Dawn asked a minute later.

"Yeah?"

"Who's Millicent Bulstrode again?"