(Hermione's POV)
Hermione Hallow woke up at precisely 8:03am to the sound of giggles. Now that was a sound she had most certainly not missed.
Sleeping in a room with Luna or the boys had it's perks; none of them gossiped or giggled and they were generally not annoying- well, Draco, Harry and Luna weren't anyway. Theo… Theo was different, but he was still nice.
Well, he was nice when he didn't wake her up at 3am by tipping a bucket of ice onto her head, that was.
When Hermione Granger slept in a room at Hogwarts, she had the unfortunate roommates of one Lavender Brown and one Pavarti Patil. The pair would gossip right into the depths of the night about one thing or another, gossip gossip gossip, never stopping gossiping.
Hermione had once been so annoyed with them for keeping her awake back in third year that her accidental magic kicked in and Lavender's bedpost caught on fire. Hermione couldn't even be bothered to put it out, she was that tired.
This time around, Hermione Hallow shared a bedroom with Luna, Harry's past mum- Lily, Neville's future mum- Alice and a girl Marlene McKinnon. All of the girls in the room who always belonged in that time line had horrible fates.
Marlene's whole family; murdered by Death Eaters. Lily; killed by Voldemort first hand to protect Harry. Alice; Tortured to insanity by a LeStrange brother to protect Neville. All three were also members of the Order of the Phoenix.
But right now, it didn't matter to Hermione about these girls' future- she would save them anyway with the help of the other four time travelers. At that moment, Hermione just wished they would shut up and let her sleep… the first class didn't start until ten, after all.
Oh, right. They didn't know that.
"Do you think we should wake them up?" Hermione heard Alice ask.
'Please, don't.' Hermione thought, wriggling deeper into the warmth of her covers.
"Yeah, I'm sure they wouldn't want to be late for their first day of class." Lily nodded in agreement. Ah, Hermione had forgotten how early she had to wake up for Muggle School; it seemed so long ago.
Lily gently prodded the other girl in the side, which took Hermione by surprise. She thought Lily was further away from her than that. On impulse, the brunette grabbed her wand from under her pillow and pointed it right between Lily's eyes.
The little redhead gasped slightly, snapping Hermione out of her daze. "O-oh! Sorry!" She apologised awkwardly. "Instinct." She muttered under her breath.
She wanted to say 'Constant Vigilance' but then again that wouldn't make much sense considering there wasn't really a war at that moment. Also, Hermione appeared to be eleven and most of her scars were covered by her glamour charm.
In fact, the only one who hadn't covered their scars was Theo as he thought it looked cool, and Harry couldn't charm his Lightning scar away no matter how hard he tried. Even muggle makeup wouldn't work on that.
"It's alright." Lily replied, though looked a little shocked, "Just out of curiosity, would you know any spells to attack me with anyway?"
"Yeah." Hermione nearly laughed, "I know a few."
"Twig! Twig?" Luna called softly from the other side of the room. She was looking under her bed and all around for her little green bowtruckle. "Has anyone seen Twig? I don't think the Nargles have taken him; he hasn't been around any mistletoe, has he?" The girl asked, concerned.
"I don't think so, Lu. I'll help you look for him." Hermione replied with a sigh and got out of bed.
"What's Twig?" Asked Marlene, cocking her head to the left.
"He's my bowtruckle. He looks like a- oh! There he is." Luna smiled in surprise. The bowtruckle had fallen asleep in the blonde girl's shoe. Twig climbed up onto Luna's shoulder and attached himself to one of her radish earrings.
"Woah! That's so weird." Alice exclaimed looking at Twig, "He looks like a walking stick or something."
Luna just smiled and picked up her books. "Shall we go and get breakfast, Hermione?" She asked. Hermione nodded in reply.
-x-
Half an hour later, Hermione and Luna headed down to the great hall, Enola the cat following her owner close by, and the pair sat down at the end of the Gryffindor table.
Hermione noticed Luna reading a book upside down again, wearing her special glasses on top of her head. "What have you got there, Luna?" The brunette asked.
"Oh, just an early edition of the Quibbler. Luna Lovegood's Father began to write them in his sixth year; he's in his seventh now." The blonde girl told her friend. "Did you know that a Crumple-Horned Snorkack was spotted in New York ninety ago today?"
"That's interesting. Are they too small to see, usually?" Hermione attempted to remember something about Luna's creatures.
Luna giggled. "No, silly. Snorkacks are huge. About the size of a blue whale, only on land. Look, here's one." The girl pointed to a photograph at the back of her book.
Hermione's eyes widened in surprise… she was under the impression that not all of Luna's creatures were real. But apparently, they were. The Snorkack in the photo was grazing on an oak tree. "Woah."
"Quite fascinating, aren't they." Luna smiled, "I'll have to take you to a rehabilitation Magizoo some time; they have lots of creatures there."
Hermione nodded enthusiastically and Enola hopped onto her lap. "That sounds great! What do we have first today?" The green eyed girl asked.
"It's either Herbology or Transfiguration." Luna responded.
"¡Hola mis amigas!" Someone suddenly yelled from across the hall. Even though she knew it was unlikely that she was being spoken to, Hermione looked to see who was talking. Sure enough, it was Theo. Sure enough, he was riding a muggle skateboard. Typical Theo.
"Good morning, Theo." Luna said as she pushed her glasses down over her eyes, "I see you've cleared the Wrackspurts from your head."
The Ex-Slytherin nodded with a bright smile. "This muggle thing is from Filch's office, got it last night. It's really weird, isn't it? It's almost like flying… just… not." He grinned, even though he was confused. Theo was an avid hand talker when he was happy.
"It's called a skateboard." Hermione told him before backtracking, "Did you break into Filch's office before you've even been at Hogwarts for Twenty-four hours?!"
Theo looked around wildly, then silenced her as he was sure people were looking. "Keep it down. I haven't shown my prize to the marauders yet. I didn't 'break in', either."
Hermione unsilnced herself, annoyed that the boy with his-coloured eyes dare silence her in her own castle… sorry, Hogwarts. "If you're going to keep it, I suggest you stay quiet about the skateboard. McGonagall's already onto you because of your heritage, if she catches you with that… let's just say Theodore Whitlock won't be a student of Hogwarts for much longer." She warned.
"Relax, Mione." Theo shrugged, "Besides, I'm not the one who was taking things from Filch's office. I just said that this is from Filch's office."
"You said WHAT?!" Hermione bellowed rising to her feet. At that moment, her dearest twin Harrison and the ferret decided to walk in, tossing a catching a closed snitch between them.
Hermione stormed over to her brother, caught the snitch mid-air and glared between both of the boys. "Hey, Mione! Do you want to join in?" Harry asked with a smile.
"Do I want to- Do I… NO! Stealing from Filch's office on the first day of school? Honestly Harry? What were you thinking? What if you had been caught? What if-"
"What are you talking about?" Harry asked slowly.
Hermione's hair stopped sparking, but her green eyes still flashed. "Did you or did you not steal this snitch-" she held the golden ball up, "from Filch's office."
Draco and Harry both blinked before letting out barking laughter. "Of course not! Harry bought that in Hogsmeade!" Draco responded.
Hermione sagged her shoulders in relief before standing bolt upright. "Hogsmeade?" She whispered dangerously quietly. "Did you say… Hogsmeade?"
"On the count of three," Harry whispered through the corner of his mouth to Draco, "Run. Ok? Three-"
Both boys bolted and ran out the door for their lives, ignoring the boisterous laughter heard from one Theodore Whitlock.
"Seems I'm not the only one you have to be worried about causing Mischief, Mione. And if you would let me continue, you would know that this skateboard hasn't been in Filch's office for several years; it was a gift from Peeves." Theo said.
"Sorry, Theo. Just expected better from my own brother." Hermione sat down, still glaring at the door where the bespectacled boy had made his escape. Theo and Luna exchanged glances from across the table.
-x-
As it turned out, the first class of the first day of term was Herbology with Professor Sprout and the Ravenclaws.
The jolly head of Hufflepuff made everyone line up behind a plant with bright yellow flowers and delicate green leaves.
"I'm sorry, Hermione." Harry apologised to his sister, who just sighed and looked at him.
"I forgive you, just don't do that again-" Hermione was cut off by Theo,
"Without all of us." The boy smiled cheekily, and earned a shove from Hermione, "Ouch, I still have a bruise there from where I slammed into your compartment door, you know." Theodore complained.
Hermione just rolled her eyes at her friend's antics.
"Hello first years! My name is Professor Sprout and this is Herbology. I hope you enjoy your first ever lesson at Hogwarts-"
"Well, first ever timeline speaking, yes. But first ever in general? Nope." Hermione heard Theo mutter to himself as Professor Sprout continued to talk.
"-and don't forget to do exactly as I tell you to do."
"Instead of fainting like Neville Longbottom in a decade or so time." Theo murmered again.
"Hey, that wasn't Neville's fault; he just went into shock." Hermione retired quietly.
Theo just rolled his eyes with a snicker in response. "Whatever you say, Lexi."
"Right, now I'd like you to partner up, boys and girls if you please, and pick up a flowering Coreopsis plant, making sure to keep it in the sunlight as you do." The woman instructed, "Once the plant enters the shadows, it will only have a few minutes with an open flower-head. The Coreopsis Flower can only be used in a potion effectively if it has been in a shadow for a minute without closing its head."
"If it is taken into a potion from the sunlight, it is useless. If it is in a shadow and the flower closes, it is useless. You have to time it just right."
"Professor," a Ravenclaw boy questioned, "what happens if it's head closes in the shadow?"
"Well, Mr…"
"Magnus Boot."
"Mr. Boot, the plant will cave in on itself if it's flowers close, and so the plant will be resolved to an atom. If something damages the plant in the sunlight, the flowers will instantly close as well. Like I said; the timing has to be perfect." The teacher said. "I'd like you to note this down."
Hermione instantly got out her book and wrote everything down, mildly surprised to see little smiley faces on the first thirty pages again. She looked over to Theo with her eyes narrowed and the boy just laughed and winked in return. Hermione rolled her eyes. Honestly, the nerve of him.
Hermione continued to take notes as the Professor continued to talk. Near the end of the lesson, Hermione caught sight of Theo out of the corner of her eye.
The boy had his pheasant quill hovering just over a Venus fly trap as he attempted to dodge the snapping mouths of the plant. "Theo!" Barked Hermione.
Theo pouted but stopped.
-x-
The next lesson was potions, and Hermione wasn't surprised as of how good a young Snape was at potions. He knew every little trick to get the potions completely and utterly perfect. It was as if he had brewed them a hundred times before. Perhaps he had.
After potions, Hermione walked with Harry and Luna on their way to Charms with the Slytherins.
"I hope they aren't all Death Eaters in training." Harry murmured, "I don't think I could stand it if they are."
"The chances aren't in our favour for this one. Most of them will be future Death Eaters." Hermione told him.
"Besides, we've taken on several Death Eaters at a time, already. It's not like we'll have to duel them yet; that's in defence, but when we do, we'll be far more experienced. This is only transfiguration, the worse they can do is probably turn your mouth into a duck's." Luna pointed out.
"I hope you're right, Luna." The twins responded, sharing a laugh when they spoke at the same time again. Hermione added, "We really need to learn how we do that."
"There's no practice to it," Harry shrugged, "It's just natural."
"Most likely." Hermione admitted, whilst thinking 'that won't stop me from reading up on it, though.'
"Hello, come on in!" Professor Flitwick beamed at all his new students, beckoning them through the door.
Just as Hermione was about to step through to her assigned seat in the class, some taller Slytherins shoved past her. Oh, how she missed being taller.
"Ugh, I'll have to burn my robe now," a boy with dirty blond hair sneered, "a mudblood touched it."
"Oh, oh, oh!" A girl with straight black hair panicked, fanning her face dramatically, "I'm not sure; that could have been a night troll- they're nearly as bad."
"And to your left, my twin and bestie," Hermione said calmly, "you'll see a pair of nitwit purebloods who have redefined inbreeding."
The black haired Carrow gasped in shock, "I'll have you know," she sneered, "that the Greengrass and Carrow family are the purest of pure."
"Blimey, she reminds me of a young female Draco." Harry muttered, looking away. Hermione disguised her snickers as coughs.
"I'll have you know, that as a Lightfoot and a descendant of Merlin able to see arours, I'd say that your soul is most certainly not pure, no matter what your blood says. And having a pure soul is much more important than pure blood." Luna remarked sassily.
Little Luna Lightfoot, obsessed by her creatures, usually seemingly unphased by others opinions, just insulted someone!
"You're the heir of Merlin?" Scoffed Greengrass, "But you're a girl."
"I never said I was the heir of Merlin, I said I'm his direct descendant. His heir is my cousin, Draco."
"Oh few, I was afraid for a moment that Merlin's legacy had finally been ruined." Greengrass sneered and Hermione narrowed her eyes at him. "At least tell me that this boy is pure."
Hermione had had enough, but Luna beat her to it again. "Look, blood doesn't mean anything. Legacy is just a word. Just because we're witches doesn't make us any less powerful than a wizard. You keep your heads in your business and we'll keep ours on our own. You do you, we do us. Got it? Thought so." Luna said, snapping at last, her blue eyes flashing.
Greengrass and Carrow simply huffed and up-turned their noses.
"Lu: that was awesome!" Hermione beamed and turned to her friend, who had regained her calm composure.
"Thank you," Luna replied, "Their heads are full of wrackspurts as well, only their ones never really leave. Carrow's auror is different to Greengrass's, though I can't quite put my finger on it." The little witch mused, her eyes full of thought.
After double charms- interestingly Greengrass and Carrow didn't interrupt for the rest of the lesson- it was lunch time.
Hermione got a little soaked by the rain on the way over to the great hall, as dark clouds covered the sky in a thunderstorm, cool breezes blowing through the air. In the distance, the brunette could hear the rustling of leaves through the trees.
-x-
"And then, Luna sassed them again!" Harry exclaimed, explaining the story to Theo and Draco.
Theo bashed his head against the table. "Why couldn't I be there to see that?" He groaned, "I've never seen Luna lose her temper."
"When my friends are threatened, my wrackspurts all go a little crazy." Luna shrugged.
"I want some italian food…" Theo sighed, leaning his head against the palm of his hand, "If Flame were alive, he'd let me have some." Hermione heard him mutter quietly.
The witch was sympathetic towards the prankster, having lost Neville, her first friend, and so many others. It was hard to leave them behind, but she knew it had to be done. Neville had lost his life for her, much to Hermione's heartbreak.
He had saved her from Nagini, Voldemort's snake.
Wordlessly, Hermione ate her food whilst glancing over at the teacher's table at the front of the hall.
"What do you think Professor Sylvani will be like?" Hermione asked her friends. The newest Professor had a somber expression on his face like he really didn't want to be there at all.
"I don't know, but he seems a bit like Snape was to me." Draco replied, "Hopefully he doesn't favour Slytherins."
Harry choked on his pumpkin juice with laughter at that. "Sorry, just thought I'd never hear Draco of all people wish a Professor wouldn't favour Slytherins."
"Well, Pot-Hallow, I am a Gryffindor, aren't I?" The blond asked with a roll of his eyes.
"Hey, Theo, Harry!" Someone yelled from down the table. Hermione glanced over to see Sirius Black toss his napkin at the other boys.
"Yeah?" Harry and Theo replied.
"I never asked; how did you get those scars?" Sirius questioned. Hermione looked around and noticed a few others had looked over to see the conversation play out.
"I'd rather not say." Harry answered, whilst Theo intoned, "I got slashed by an aggressive tree with knives on its branches."
James and Sirius as well as a few others laughed at this, assuming he was lying. Hermione noticed that Remus had his brow furrowed at the bi-coloured eyed boy's claim.
Theo turned to Hermione and whispered to her, "Sometimes the truth is the best thing to tell if it sounds like a lie."
"You have to be a bit careful, though," Hermione whispered back before getting out her notebook. There, on the page she scribbled; 'Don't forget Werewolves are very good at identifying lies, also they have amazing hearing.'
Theo grabbed the pen from her hand- he was probably still fascinated by how it seemed to work- and wrote back 'Got it,' before drawing a smiley face in the corner of the page.
"Remus," Sirius turned to his sandy haired friend, "How d'you get your scars?"
The young werewolf gulped and shakily replied, "I'm a clumsy p-person."
Hermione felt pretty bad for him. The way he said 'person' made himself not even sound like he was really a person; but he was, of course. So what, he howled at the moon when it was full? That didn't make him any less of a magic user than herself.
The owls came around near the end of lunch, dropping letters to their owners. Wynolos, Harry and Draco's owl, swooped in, but didn't drop anything- kind of obvious, really, as the Five had no one to talk to… perhaps maybe…
"Harry?" Hermione asked. Her twin hummed. "Do you fancy writing a letter to Hagrid? Maybe we could visit him on Friday, or when he's available."
"That's a great idea, Mione!" Harry exclaimed and nodded enthusiastically. "I'll do that now. Come on, Wynn." Harry got up and called his grey owl with him.
A few minutes later, Hermione cast a quick 'tempus!' charm; it was 9:52.
"Come on, guys. We have defence now. Theo, could please get Harry if he's not already over there?" Hermione said.
"Sure." Theo shrugged and ran off.
-x-
Courage and Mischief met Sunshine, Ferret and Lexicon outside the defence classroom, where it turned out the door was locked.
"We are early," Theo stressed as Hermione began to panic, thinking the lesson had started, "Early, Lexicon. Spelt E-A-R-L-Y. Early. Either way, it's not like we wouldn't have done any of these classes before."
"Things are different in this time! Maybe we got the room numbers wrong," Hermione suggested, her eyes wide with panic, "I can't believe I actually missed the first day of cla-"
"You may come een." A strong accented voice- Bulgarian, possibly- drawled from behind them.
Hermione let out a little squeak and jumped around in shock. There, standing in the open doorway, was Professor Sylvani.
Harry shrugged and went inside, Hermione trailing behind him, calming her nerves. She was red with embarrassment for having been caught whining- she could only hope the Professor had missed the crucial detail of the Five being time travelers.
-x-
Hermione entered the classroom and was met by a harsh coldness flowing in from the five, large, open windows. The brunette shuddered and pulled her robes closer to herself.
"I think I've cracked what this guy is to the Defence curse; a yeti." Theo joked, rubbing his arms for warmth.
"Seat vherever you vant." The Professor said, attempting to smile but it looked more like a grimace than anything else. Oh well, at least he was trying to be nice. The man grabbed a large, grey-white fur cape and placed it on his shoulders.
"Definitely a yeti." Theo whisper shouted, taking a seat at the back. Hermione rolled her eyes and joined him and the rest of the Five.
When all the other students arrived a few minutes later, Professor Sylvani strolled up the the front of the class and grabbed a piece of chalk. On the board, he wrote in very neat handwriting, 'Professor Sylvani: Defence Against the Dark Arts.'
"Good Afternoon, class. My name ees Professor Sylvani and I am your new Deefence Teacher." He said, "Today, in our double lesson, we are going to do some research for your test next veek to see vhat you are capable of."
A first year Hufflepuff raised her hand, "B-but, Sir? Some of us are uh, Muggleborn, and haven't known about magic for very long."
"Do not vorry, Miss Santiago; you can read and research in these leysons, and zees is not a test as such. More of an… asseysmant, to see how much you already know. Eet will not be recorded." Professor Sylvani told her whilst looking the little girl in the eyes. Maria Santiago seemed to relax a bit after that, and nodded.
"We're going to ace this…" sing-songed Theo, placing his feet on the desk as everyone began to murmur and flick through their 'Defensive Spells' book nervously.
Draco shoved his friend's feet off the desk whilst Hermione scolded, "You have to be a bit careful, remember? We're first years and won't get our magic right every time."
"You can talk, Miss Levi-O-sar." Harry scoffed, sheepishly avoiding Hermione's gaze as his twin glared at him.
"My point is," Hermione drew her attention back to Theo, although she was addressing them all, "We can only use First year spells, possibly a couple of second year ones, depending on how you can control them so they aren't strong."
"So we've got to stick to tickling charms and disarming charms?" Theo complained, throwing his head backwards with a sigh, "Great."
"No, actually. They taught first years more in this time." Luna said, showing them the book. "Look."
Hermione glanced at the book in Luna's hands, "Rictumsempra, Stupefy- that's good, but again don't make it too powerful, Expelliarmus, Imobilus, Petrificus Totalus, Protego, Silencio… see, there are quite a lot, Theo. Those were just the 'useful' ones."
"Hey, there's no such thing as a useless spell! I can already see ways I can beat the Slytherins in this. Luna, can I see second year spells quickly?" Asked the boy with bi-coloured eyes.
Luna nodded and flipped the page. Theo scanned it before letting out a little noise of joy, his eyes lit up. "Hermione, please, please, please let me do this spell!" He exclaimed, pointing to one on the page.
Hermione looked at it, then sighed, "Fine, but don't make it to powerful; I know that's your signature spell."
"Thank you!" Theo exclaimed, excited.
"Look at him," Draco scoffed to Harry, "Asking your sister for permission to do magic."
"Don't blame him, mate. He just doesn't want to end up with a broken nose." Harry chuckled.
Draco just gulped, and went back to reading, looking up five seconds later. "Hey, Hermione?"
-x-
On Thursday, at Dinner, the owls came by again, only this time Wynolos dropped a messily scrawled note on Harry's plate.
"Thanks, Wynn." Harry smiled at the owl. Hermione peeked over his shoulder, and enough, the letter was from Hogwarts' resident Half-Giant, Hagrid.
Dear Hallow Twins and Friends,
If you're interested in Magical Creatures, I would be happy to show you mine! I've recently been taking care of a few Goats if you like Muggle Critters as well. Only, I'm not quite sure if the chappie selling them was telling the truth as I caught one's eyes flashing red the other day. Maybe it was just the reflection in the sun
Anyway, I'll see you soon, on Friday, sundown after your last class.
Thank you, Hagrid.
P.s, I have a dog: DO NOT BRING CATS.
"He's accepted." Harry grinned, informing the rest of their table, including Remus, James and Sirius, who upon finding out were excited as ever. "We can go and see Hagrid."
"That's brilliant!" Hermione smiled.
"Didn't you say this man had a Giant Chicken once, Draco?" James Potter asked with a smirk.
The ferret's head snapped up immediately, "Nope, no, nuh uh, differnt tall guy, called… Gwarp." Harry and Hermione snickered at the name.
"And Gwarp had a Hippogriff that Draco annoyed so much that it attacked him and broke his arm. The funniest part of it though," Harry was laughing a lot, "Was that when Draco was rolling around on the floor, he was saying-"
"It's killed meh! It's killed meh! I'm dying!" Theo mocked perfectly, earning a punch from Draco. "Ouch!"
The three marauders were laughing along with the others.
"My Uncle Cygnus has a big grim-like dog called Hydrus, and he bites my cousin Bellatrix whenever I get mad at her… so every thirty seconds. Legend he is, absolute Legend." Sirius chortled.
"Another time, Draco got transfigured into a-" Draco slammed his hand over Theo's mouth, looking the older boy in the eye.
"Theodore, no." The blond commanded. Hermione didn't miss Theo wince at the use of his full name.
"We have curfew in half an hour." Luna said.
At this, Sirius's face split into a huge grin, "Hey, Theo. We're going to pull a prank! Want to come with us?"
"You guys knew how to prank in your first year?" Theo yelped in shock, nearly falling off the bench as he did so.
"Know." Remus and Hermione corrected him absentmindedly.
"Yes." James and Sirius retorted, the former continued, "Of course we know how to prank, you twit. You joining us, or what?"
Theo grinned wolffishly. "Oh-ho. I'm not joining you." Sirius and James's faces sank, and Remus rolled his eyes at the black haired boys' antics, "I'm going against you."
"Called it." Draco smirked as Sirius and James spluttered incoherently and gaped.
"B-but, you can't do that!" James said, attempting to regain his composure. "We're in the same house!"
"Can't I? Try and stop me! I, Theodore Septimus Whitlock, heir of house Peaven of Pranks," Theo said, getting up onto a table. Hermione face palmed as the hall fell silent. McGonagall was watching in horror, Dumbledore with a small smile, the other Professors quite confused. "I hereby declare a Prank War on the three boys, Sirius Orion Black, James Charlus Potter and Remus John Lupin."
"How do you know our middle names?" Sirius and James asked.
"Why am I involved?" Remus questioned desperately, alarmed, "I've never played a prank in my life."
"You poor, poor soul." Sirius looked at Remus with sympathy. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"The prank war shall be you three versus myself," Theo declared, "As well as Draco Carlos Franklin," 'WHAT?' Draco yelled, "And Harrison Daniel Hallow."
"I, Harrison Daniel Hallow, forfeit and replace my position with Hermione Emma Hallow."
"No." Hermione said firmly, standing up, "Harrison, no. I, Hermione Emma-"
"Magic sealed!" Theo called, his wand pointed in the air, before Hermione could finish saying the words to withdraw herself.
"WHITLOCK!" Draco and Hermione simultaneously yelled.
"It would be wise to run, Theo." Harry advised.
And with that, the brown haired boy leapt off the table and raced through the school, a very angry Hallow and Franklin at his heels.
Eventually, Hermione heard footsteps coming from around the corner. She pushed Draco around the corner and beckoned him to be quiet.
Needless to say, five seconds later…
"NO RUNNING OR MAGIC IN THE CORRIDOR, PEAVEN!" Filch yelled.
Draco and Hermione snickered as they watched Theo being dragged off by the ear, Mrs. Norris digging her razor sharp claws into the poor boy's leg.
"It's Whitlock!" Theo managed to whine, even though he was obviously in pain.
Then, Draco and Hermione high fived. "We might not be too bad at this after all." The blond observed.
And that they weren't.