A/N: I should probably explain the whipped cream sound they heard it is a bit of a spoiler though.

THIS IS THE SPOILER: it was a snake I heard what it sounds when a snake slithers and that's what I thought it sounded like the most.

Willa's Point of View

"Is there a particular reason you are here Mr. Volturi?" Will nodded, "Yes, it was about a voice." McGonagall looked at him questioningly, "Ne and Lily were walking through the fourth north corridor when we heard this disembodied voice. It was sing songing killing was fun, we ran into Ms. Finnegan and told her about the voice."

This time she was raising an eyebrow. This was what I meant about teacher investigations. When something weird happened, they both grill you for details and seem to not believe a word you say. Of course, if a teacher believed everything a student said; everyone would get an O on there owls, up could be down, and down could be sideways, so I understood some of the sentiment.

"And what were you doing in that particular corridor?" Quidditch practice, "Quidditch practice, we got on the Slytherin team yesterday and their practice was today." McGonagall took up a thinking look while simultaneously rubbing her temples, muttering an 'at least they came to me'. I imagine last years adventure was a bit much for her on her already built-up stress. Especially after dealing with the marauders, the Weasleys, and mom in the span of a lifetime.

Suddenly she hummed in confusion, "Minerva! We need you in the hospital wing!" It was professor Finnegan. She looked distressed, "William, please go to the great hall as I believe you have not eaten yet. If I need anything else, I'll talk to you." Confused, I left his mind.

This time I found I could actually leave without additional help, "Hey! Lily!" Teddy was hissed, poking me, "Yes?" I said a bit aggravated as he made an exaggerated gesture of sitting back down, "You did that spacing out thing." My voice dripped with sarcasm as I said, "So you thought poking me would help?"

He just shrugged. Although I didn't altogether enjoy being poked, I appreciated the sentiment, "So, what happened with will?" Oh, so now he wants details, "I can just leave you in suspense you know? I don't have to tell you anything." He looked affronted, but quickly put himself back together in that dramatic way of his.

"But you'll still tell me. I can see that you want to." I did, and he knew it. That didn't mean I couldn't keep him in suspense for a few more seconds, but I told him anyway, "Well McGonagall only got to ask few questions before Finnegan burst into the room saying that's she was needed in the hospital wing."

Teddy tried and failed to raise an eyebrow. He had been trying to raise one every day, but I guess he failed today just like all the other days this semester so far, "Let me show you a real eyebrow raise." And then I cocked my eyebrow, "Even Ms. Finnegan can do it. McGonagall can do it." A little healthy competition would be good for him. Even if he was in last place.

"I'm so glad you're having fun and completely forgot about my existence." Why does everyone in this group have to be so dramatic!? It's not like were signing up for a drama club! Or are we? I got the perfect idea! If there was a Hogwarts drama club, I could addition as a flower, because my nickname is lily. My grandma was a lily. Of course, will could go as a dandelion, and Cristian could go as a bee so we would be a complete set!

"I'm surprised you don't want to be a rose." Hmm? Oh, will was talking and completely apathetic to my idea, "I was thinking about everyone in this group being so dramatic and about how we should join a drama club." I explained, "Auditioning as flowers." I added as they still looked confused.

"It's still so weird to think you guys know what's going on with each other at all times." Well Mary was definitely right about that, "But it's not only weird having to listen to his thoughts. His constant thoughts are about normal things. You would think he thinks about weirder things considering our parents, but no, mostly normal things." Will was facepalming at this point, "Does it really matter what I think about?"

Will did think about weird things occasionally, but mostly normal things, "No, that doesn't mean I'm going to stop saying anything about it though." Sighing he started to eat and I decided to as well because I hadn't eaten yet either.

"Would the both of you come to my office?" It was headmistress McGonagall, and wow had she come up silently, "Sure." I'm guessing this had something to do with will talking to her a little while earlier, "Mudpulp." McGonagall said to the 'griffin door' and it let her through.

I had to warrant a guess that she would be changing the password when this conversation was over. She wasn't the type to let a student know her password. Sitting us down she started talking, "Did either of you notice anything strange while in that corridor?" Well, there was the wiping cream sound. "Whipped cream?" She looked at me like I had gone insane. Of course, it was really my fault for not explaining correctly.

"It sounded like someone was dispensing whipped cream before we started to hear the voice. Though it was faint." I had guessed that it was from the great hall; but then I realized that the magical population probably doesn't even know that it exists, much less had it during breakfast or even heard the sound of the bottle dispensing its contents. What a sad existence!

Though, headmistress McGonagall was a half blood, so she should know what it is, "Anything else?" I shook my head, "Nope." She sighed, "Are you sure?" I nodded. There really wasn't anything else weird, unless near perfect memory faults us on that particular memory.

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