The pranksters were given extra detentions and forced to apologize to Professor Snape, who told them to shove it.
Harry and Ron suggested that maybe they should have a couple of days rest from pranking, Hermione didn't, and in the end, the boys came around to her way of thinking.
Luna had hugged Professor McGonagall and told her she loved her at breakfast, which meant twelve more times and prank number five would be complete.
Luna doing this then meant she was free to pretend to be a Death Eater for the day along with Neville, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Draco and Harry was forced to play the part of Voldemort by Hermione.
At first, people ignored the seven trouble makers. But then they started asking others to join Harry/Voldemort and ensure the dark side's victory.
Somebody must have ratted them out to Professor McGonagall because she found them trying to persuade the other students too quickly.
She ordered the seven troublemakers to her office in a tone of voice that all the Pranksters thought was a bit harsh.
"Haven't any of you learnt anything from the prank on Professor Snape? I take from your idiotic get-up and trying to persuade other students to become death eaters you haven't, " Professor McGonagall said, glaring at the unperplexed students.
"I learnt that father Christmas doesn't have a goat, and Snape needs to chill out," Hermione told her head of the house, who was glaring at her.
"What does Father Christmas not having a goat have to do with anything?" Harry asked his best friend.
"Potter, don't ask her that. She's going to go into a long-winded conversation that doesn't make sense or mean anything, " Draco said, his voice sounding slightly whiny.
"Hey, everything I say means something. You lot don't understand my genius," Hermione said, pouting.
"We understand it," Luna and Neville said in sync.
"Don't encourage her," Ron pleaded.
"Shut up, Ron," Ginny told her brother.
"SILENCE, " Professor McGonagall shouted.
"Merlin, you can shout loud," Hermione said, grinning.
"Miss Granger, I am getting real tired of your new attitude. I am tired of all your attitudes, now I catch you trying to persuade students to become Death Eaters, and you don't care," Professor McGonagall said through gritted teeth.
"Why shouldn't I have followers? I am Voldemort, after all," Harry whined.
"Mister Potter, you're not He-Who-Must-Not be-Named," Professor McGonagall said.
"As one of his Death Eaters, I can vouch that he is," Hermione told her head of the house.
Professor McGonagall put her head in her hands. She had no idea why they were acting the way they were.
"Fine, you seven want to act like idiots, go ahead, but leave the other students alone," Professor McGonagall ordered, giving on up in trying to talk sense into the seven trouble makers.
"Of course Professor," the seven students said in sync, their fingers crossed behind their backs.
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"If you join our dark side, you get glitter, and you can go around jabbing people with a magic pointy stick," Neville told Hannah Abbott.
"Do you mean a wand?" Hannah asked, trying and failing to read her book in peace.
"Wand, magic pointy stick same thing," Neville babbled. "So will join Lord Voldemort and become a Death Eater then?"
"If I say yes will you go away and let me read in peace?"
"Yep," Neville promised.
"Fine, I'll join Harry. I mean Lord Voldemort," Hannah sighed, wanting to read her book.
Neville gave her bag of glitter, a smiley face sticker to be the dark mark and skipped off to find Luna.
Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor Common room, Hermione tries to persuade Lavender Brown to join the Dark side and destroy goats.
"If you join us, you get a bottle of shampoo that spells like cat pee," Hermione said, speaking fast and excited about the whole thing.
"No one wants a bottle of shampoo that spells like cat pee Hermione," Lavender told her for what felt like the hundredth time.
"They do. Otherwise, how would Voldemort have so many Death Eaters? Think about it. Anyways so you, joining us or not,"
"If you go away and annoy someone else then, yes," Lavender replied; with a smile, Hermione handed her a bottle of shampoo that smelled like cat pee and went to annoy someone else.
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"Hi, Professor Flitwick," Harry/Lord Voldemort greeted. "Do you want to be a Death Eater?"
"No, Mister Potter, I would not like to become a Death Eater," Professor Flitwick answered. "And please, for the tenth time of asking, put some clothes on."
"Professor, he's wearing clothes, but Ron cast a spell so when people look at him, they think he's naked," Ron explained throwing, Death Eaters masks around the classroom. "We don't know why, though. She's been behaving very odd recently."
Professor Flitwick mumbled something like, "Miss Granger, isn't the one in my classroom throwing around Death Eater masks."
"As I was saying, join me now, and I will give you nothing," Harry said. "Now, what's your answer?"
"Ten points each from Gryffindor and detention is my answer, Mister Potter."