Chapter Five: Hallowe'en

Chapter Five: Hallowe'en

The two months until Hallowe'en passed surprisingly fast. Lessons were good, as in Charms and Transfiguration, or bad, as in Defence Against the Dark Arts and Potions, or just indifferent, as like Herbology. Apart from their first four detentions, which passed off well, they had collected around thirty more each. Professor McGonagall had asked if they were going for a new record, before telling them that, as the teachers were out of ideas for new detentions, any they got now would be spent acting as guinea pigs for the older students to try their spells on. This just made them happier, to McGonagall's disgust, because it meant they could learn lots of new spells.

In just two months the five had become inseparable friends. They were always seen together, laughing, planning mischief, arguing with the teachers, or in the case of James and Lily, with each other. These two were rarely seen without each other, but were constantly playing tricks on each other. James had turned Lily's duvet into maggots to get her back for waking him up, so Lily enchanted his pillow to punch him until he woke up, then he hung a bucket full of ice water above her bed, she turned his hair long, blonde and curly for a week and so it continued. Of course they played pranks on other people too; David and Esmerelda were good targets, but the best was Snape. They had enchanted him to talk in 'Ye Olde English' for a week, to the disgust of the teachers.

On Hallowe'en itself, most of the school disappeared to Hogsmeade for the day, leaving the first and second years very bored. They sat in the common room all morning, bickering, playing exploding snap and throwing Dungbombs out of the window at Filch, the caretaker.

"Hey, I know what we can do!" James said suddenly.

"Oooh goodie! Jamsie-poo knows! All is saved!" Lily said cattily. She shrieked as James jumped of his chair and started tickling her, then laughed even more as Sirius started tickling him. Pulling herself up, she tickled Remus, who yelled and laughed and they forgot all about James' idea.

Twenty minutes later, when they had calmed down enough, Peter asked, "What was your idea?" James had to think for a minute before beckoning them closer. "My dad told me that this place is riddled with secret passages, even though he never found any. He even said some lead to Hogsmeade!"

"Cool!" Sirius exploded, jumping up, "What are we waiting for?" The five ran out of the room.

They roamed the halls, looking behind pictures, tapping panels and even asking the ghosts. After half an hour of fruitless searching, Lily and James had begun to argue, Sirius and Remus were play fighting, and Peter was lethargically pulling back paintings. He saw a particularly ugly painting of a small girl surrounded by wild animals and tried to pull it back. It resisted, so he pulled harder. The little girl got up and spoke in a sugary voice: "I have no master now, and no password. If you can answer my question, you can be my master and set my password."

Peter stared, before shrieking "OY! You guys! Come here!". His four fighting friends came hurriedly, shushing him. "What?" they asked quietly.

"She," Peter indicated the girl, "Says that if we can answer the question we can be her masters, set the password and get in!"

"Is she having us on?" James asked sceptically.

"I don't think so," Peter answered.

"Only one way to find out!" Remus said cheerfully. "What's your question?" he asked the girl.

"I am beautiful,

I am mild,

I sing a pretty song,

Yet I drive a man wild!

What am I?"

They all thought hard, and any passing Professor would have been surprised to see the five naughtiest children in Hogwarts concentrating this much. Eventually Remus let out a yell that made Sirius fall over. "I've got it!" he shouted triumphantly.

"What?" they cried impatiently.

Remus turned to the girl. "The answer is," he drew breath, "a Fwooper!"

"You are correct," she acknowledged. "You are now my masters. What is the password to be?"

"Chelsea." Said Lily firmly. The boys stared at her. "They're a Muggle football team! It's safe!"

"Let us in now! Please!" James begged the girl. The picture swung forward, and five faces peered eagerly through.