A/N: HEY PEOPLES! This is the SEVENTH installment. Wow. It's over halfway finished! There are classes in this chapter. More acts of war. Uh… some Remus and Lily, because I noticed I have left them out. Maybe a little Mundungus. Love is in the air, since it's February. But, in Lily and James' case, it's still hate. And… some other pointless stuff. Enjoy!
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MY2 ~ The Great Prank War
By: Noelle
Chapter 7: Dawn Litesey
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February dawned upon the Earth. Dawn coloured sunshine everywhere. Love was in the air… Dawn coloured that in rosy tints of red and pink.
Dawn reigned supreme by the Sun. She had not taken her mortal form for weeks, preferring to focus on helping the Light by making the day beautiful.
Until today.
Dawn had beamed up to Heaven, for her meeting with the Gods and Goddesses. They had requested several conferences as of late, to keep up with her progress. She wandered about for awhile, until they were ready for her.
Happiness called her in. She entered the circular room. The Garden of the Gods and Goddesses was actually a room (sort of like a circular courtroom) with a garden surrounding it. Dawn walked timidly to the center of the Garden, the Gods encircling her.
"What progress has your one made?" asked Passion.
Dawn turned around to face her. "She has begun training for the Battle."
"I do not mean with herself. I meant with destroying Night's ring."
Hanging her head, Dawn answered, "None, yet."
"Well," said War. "I say let's blow Night up! Kablooey!"
"No," said Peace. "No, that will not do. What if we just let this take it's natural, peaceful course?"
"KABLOOEY!" shouted War.
"Enough," said Passion, silencing the bickering Gods. "I will decide what is to happen." She turned to Dawn. "You are to take Mortal form. Knowledge," she said, turning to her left. "You are to talk with Albus Dumbledore. Dawn shall be the newest transfer at Hogwarts."
"But, how would that help?" questioned Judgment.
"Dawn will help the one's progress go along. She shall also drop hints on how to destroy the ring. Now, Dawn. You are to take your mortal form for this. Understood?"
Dawn nodded, slightly in shock. "But, who will reign by the Day?"
"Your sister can… Sunrise. She shall reign until you return. Your return shall be in one month. Now, take this orb so we can communicate."
Dawn grasped the crystal orb, and began to shimmer out of the Garden. She closed her eyes. She hated this next part the most. She bumped down to the Main Level of Heaven.
"Umph," she muttered, rubbing her bottom. "That hurt!" Dawn walked to the Elevators, and made her way to Earth.
Dawn landed in a small moor, close to Hogwarts. She knew how to apparate, so she did so, to the gates of Hogwarts. From there, she walked.
Dawn wasn't sure how long she walked. It seemed like hours. She walked around the lake, and up the steep hill to the school. She then entered, without knocking.
Classes were going on, so no one was there to take notice of Dawn. She had taken her mortal form, which was slightly less glorious, but glorious nonetheless. Her cascading blonde curls fell down her back, and her blue eyes shimmered as she surveyed her surroundings.
Dawn made her way around the castle, attempting to find someone to assist her. Near the third floor corridor, Dawn ran into a student.
"Hullo," the male student said saucily. "And who might you be?"
"I'm Dawn," she answered musically. "Can you direct me to Albus Dumbledore's office?"
The student nodded eagerly, and gingerly grabbed Dawn's hand. He escorted her to a stone gargoyle. "The password is 'Licorice Wand'. If you ever need help, feel free to call on me. My name is Edwin Davis."
"Thank you," Dawn said clearly. She then said the password and entered Professor Dumbledore's office.
"I've been expecting you," said a voice. Dawn looked around, attempting to locate the person. A silver-haired man stood beside a phoenix cage. He was stroking the phoenix. "Dawn, is it?"
"It is," Dawn answered simply. She walked over, as if floating, and gently stroked the phoenix's feathers.
"I think Fawkes likes you," said the man, as Fawkes nuzzled its head against Dawn. "I am Albus. But since you are under the pretence of a student, it would be wise to call me Professor Dumbledore."
"All right, Professor Dumbledore."
He smiled. "You are to be sorted tonight. I understand your mission, so I am going to put you into the Training Lessons with Miss Charrier, even if you are not sorted into Slytherin."
"That's fine," she said.
"You are to be sorted under the name of Dawn Litesey. You are going to be in Second Year. That is why you look younger that you normally do. Dinner should be starting any minute, so why don't we make our way there?"
"Let's go," Dawn smiled. She followed Professor Dumbledore to the Great Hall. He walked up to the Staff Table, and gestured for Dawn to follow. She did so, rather timidly.
"For the next month or so, we shall host Dawn Litesey, a foreign exchange student from the Southeast Branch of the American Academy of Magic. Dawn is in her Second Year. She will now be sorted."
Dawn stepped forward, and sat on the stool. Professor Dumbledore placed the Sorting Hat over her head. She was soon looking at the black inside of the hat.
"Hullo," she called out. "Are you going to sort me?"
"Well," said the Hat. "I was waiting for you to do so. I know what you are. You have the choice of Gryffindor or Hufflepuff."
Dawn thought to herself. She debated between the two, and finally decided on Gryffindor.
"Very well," said the Hat. "GRYFFINDOR!" it shouted for all to hear.
The Gryffindor Table burst into applause. Dawn took a seat by a blonde-haired girl. "Hullo," Dawn said. "I'm Dawn Litesey."
The girl smiled. "I'm Victoria Vanter. But you can call me Toria. Most people do. That's Lily -- " she pointed to the red-haired on her right. "Bella's next to her. And that's Kiana next to Bella."
"I'm Sirius!" shouted a boy from across the table.
Dawn giggled at his eagerness. "I'm Dawn."
"Nice to meet you," Sirius said. "That's James. He's an idiot. And that's Michael. They're brothers, and obviously in their family, the idiot gene is dominant (he was elbowed by James). And Thomas is sitting between them. He's mental (here, he received a spoon of gravy on his head). And that's Remus -- " he pointed to a boy who was staring at Dawn suspiciously. "He is insane."
Dawn could immediately sense that he was a creature of Night. A werewolf. But he was not like the others. Dawn could also sense that he had a faint idea of what she was.
"Hi Remus," she said kindly.
He nodded, since he was chewing his food. His mother did teach him manners. But then again, Felicity Black taught Sirius manners, and that didn't mean he used them. Such as this instance. He told Dawn all about Hogwarts, showing off his three course dinner.
"And what are you, Sirius?" Dawn questioned teasingly.
"I'm perfect!" Sirius claimed boastfully. "I am incredibly intelligent, charming, handsome, and humorous!"
Dawn laughed, before turning her attention to Toria and Lily, who were giving her the 'who's who and what's what' of Hogwarts.
"Severus Snape is a slimy git. And Lucius Malfoy is worse!" said Bella.
"What about Noelle Charrier?" questioned Dawn, trying to get more insight on this girl.
Lily's face darkened. "She's a no-good Slytherin, and you'll do good to stay away from her."
Dawn mentally slapped herself. 'Great', she thought. 'A challenge.'
And what a challenge it would be for a Gryffindor exchange student to gain the trust of a Slytherin.
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Noelle walked to the History of Magic classroom. Profes -- er… Hawkins, was going to teach her Duelling. She was eager for this lesson. She knew how to defend herself fairly well, but not against Dark Magic.
She eventually reached the classroom, and stopped outside of it. "Lumos," she whispered, holding her wand in front of her.
Noelle followed the light inside, and was surprised to see Hawkins wasn't there yet. Shrugging, she sat on top of one of the tables. She swung her feet that did not quite touch the ground.
Hawkins did arrive eventually, but not alone. She walked with a student in tow. It was that transfer girl. Noelle couldn't quite recall her name.
"Noelle," Hawkins said, nodding briefly. "This is Dawn. She is going to join the training sessions."
Noelle was secretly outraged. This was HER training, not some little Gryffindor pansy's training. 'Oh', Noelle thought. 'I'll show her not to mess with Slytherins'.
"Are we going to practice Duelling, Professor?" Noelle asked sweetly. Perhaps a little too sweetly, because Hawkins' eyes narrowed suspiciously.
"We will do some beginning Duelling, Charrier," she said.
"Wonderful," said Noelle, smirking slightly. She extracted her wand from her robe pocket. Dawn did the same.
"Okay now, kiddos, I want a clean fight. There is to be NO illegal curses. And No painful curses are to be used. In fact, just use the basic ones. Begin when you are ready."
Noelle and Dawn stepped to the center of the room. They bowed their heads slightly, and Noelle immediately flung her first curse. It was the Jelly-Legs Jinx. Dawn blocked it easily, and sent a nice Stunning Charm at Noelle.
After Noelle blocked the charm, the fight began to get dirty. The girls were evenly matched. So, both began to toss in some curses they shouldn't have known if they were going by standard Second Year curriculum. Hawkins did not notice, however. The match entranced her.
They continued to exchange Curses, Hexes, Charms, and Jinxes. But all were blocked either magically or by other means. Noelle had dove to the ground numerous times to avoid spells cast by Dawn. Likewise, Dawn also dove around, escaping the spells cast at her.
The duel had been going on for over an hour. Seventh Year Level curses were now being used, to no avail. Finally, Noelle managed to hit Dawn with a first level charm -- Wingardium Leviosa. Dawn floated to the ceiling, and Noelle was declared the winner.
"That was quite a match," Dawn said, once she was on level ground.
"You're not so bad," Noelle admitted, wiping sweat off her forehead. "Best fight I've had for ages."
The girls walked out of the classroom together, after Hawkins officially dismissed them. "You know," Noelle said, "you remind me of someone. I can't recall whom though…"
Dawn froze. A crucial part of the plan included Noelle not remembering her. "I'm sure we've never met," she blurted out, quickening her pace.
"But I'm sure I know you. I never forget a face," Noelle continued on. "And it had to be in the past two years, since I've only been out of Malfoy Manor once. And that was when I was around seven years old. It wasn't then…"
"Well," Dawn said, rather high-pitched, "I go this way." She thrust her hands into her robes. "I'll see you around."
She ran off, leaving Noelle to wonder where she had seen the mysterious Dawn Litesey before.
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Sirius sat at the breakfast table, talking animatedly about Quidditch. Gryffindor had a match next week against Slytherin, and Sirius couldn't wait! He described in detail to his fellow Gryffindors how they were going to mutilate the Slytherins.
Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately… who's to judge?) the Slytherins overheard him. The entire Quidditch team made their way over, along with some others.
"Black," said Nicholas Nott, the newly elected Captain.
Sirius looked up, not letting his trepidation show. "What do you slimeballs want?" he asked bravely.
"A house in the country. A good pair of running shoes. Your head on a mantle," said Elisabeth Montague, a chaser for the Slytherins.
Sirius blanched out slightly. He wouldn't put it past that girl. Fortunately, Gwyneth, Molly, and the rest of the team came to back him up.
"Montague, is it a rule for all Slytherins to put themselves above others?" questioned Gwyneth. "Because you know, you aren't the only person who wants Sirius' head on a mantle. And you sure aren't deserving of it either!"
Sirius looked at his teammate in shock. Surely, everyone loves him!
Noelle looked up interestingly from the Slytherin table. Now, this was getting to be fun. "Hey Lucius," she whispered. "Let's go make fun of the Gryffindors."
She dragged him over to the growing crowd of people, and pushed her way to the front. She had only brought him for one reason -- 'Always have a scapegoat on hand. You never know when you'll need one.' She has been hearing that since she was little, and figured that it would be useful in most cases.
"Look, Baker, Don't piss me off. I'm running out of places to hide dead bodies!" Montague sneered.
Noelle could sense trouble was about to start. So she did the only thing that she could think of.
"Furnunculus," she whispered, pointing her wand at Montague. The spell hit Montague head on, and soon she was covered in painful boils.
"Who the bloody hell did that?" she shrieked.
Noelle slapped Lucius. "Nice one, Malfoy. Next time you try to hit Black, try aiming for him." She had done this so that Montague would pull Lucius and yell at him, forgetting about the fight. But then again, if she had not added the last part, Montague might have done some pretty terrible things to Lucius, and Noelle would feel really guilty…
Sirius stood up, and fired a spell at Malfoy. It hit him, causing Lucius to scream.
Havoc ensued. Spells fired about, missing their intentional target well over half the time. In fact, only 4 people were hit with spells, and harmless ones at that. Noelle quietly crept off.
"Chaos, panic, & disorder -- my work here is done," she whispered to herself, stepping out of the Great Hall.
On the bright side, the chaos was not that bad. The teachers broke up the duel before anyone was seriously hurt. The worst was the Furnunculus charm on Montague. But she deserved it… And she got it.
Noelle continued to muse over this while she walked to Defense Against the Dark Arts. This year, they had it with the Gryffindors. AGAIN. Noelle was getting rather sick of being paired with them, although some weren't as 'high and mighty' as was thought.
She took her seat as the bell rang. She couldn't stand being next to the Slytherins, who weren't really Slytherins. Noelle shuddered, remembering her task of freeing them from that dreadful place. Nah, Noelle preferred to sit on her own, in the back.
However, she was not alone. Dawn Litesey came and sat next to her. "Hullo," Dawn whispered smiling. Inside, Noelle groaned, but smiled slightly nonetheless. It was a fake smile, however.
"Attention class," said Professor Hawkins. "If you could stop your talking or in some cases, bickering -- " she glared at Lily and James who immediately shut up. " -- then we can continue on with the lesson. I want to focus on duelling."
Noelle sat up, clearly surprised. "Er, Professor. Isn't that advanced?"
"Well, in most cases it is. But I figured that it would do some of you good," Professor Hawkins explained, sitting on her desk.
"So… why don't we start by pairing you all up. Let's see… Snape and Black. Evans and Potter -- ". Both Lily and James groaned, although they should be used to being partnered up by now. " -- Malfoy and Brooks. Charrier and Litesey. Marsiella and Walters. Barnette and Vanter. Figg and Pettigrew. Lupin and Lestrange."
Professor Hawkins stood up and began to assign the partners specific areas. Noelle and Dawn were in the back.
"So we meet again," Noelle said idly, twirling her wand like a baton.
"Yes. I hope that this match will be as good as the last one," said Dawn.
"Okay, class. Before you begin to duel, we are going to have a standard countdown of 3 2 1. But to warn you, in real life duelling situations, there will be no countdown, on account of facing wizarding scumbag."
Noelle stifled a laugh at this. Scumbag was right, especially when describing the Death Eaters, Elites, and Dark Lords.
"You are first to bow, no matter what situation you're in. Unless you're going against Voldemort. Personally, I'd spit on his shoe."
This got laughs from most of the students. Minus the Slytherins, that is.
"So, here is how we are going to do this. Bow. Countdown. First spell fired. It must be harmless. Let's stick to either Stunning or Expelling. Stop on my whistle. You can begin anytime now…"
Dawn bowed her head, as did Noelle. The duel went relatively the same as the last time -- they were evenly matched.
So were Lily and James for that matter. Of course, they did not listen to Professor Hawkins. They fired all sorts of spells, including one that turned James into a half rabbit. Lily was turned into a half goat.
Black and Snape were having fun also, firing curses that would transfigure and make the other's face deformed. Sirius fired a greasiness charm at Snape too, making his hair drip.
Kiana Walters and Alexiandra Marsiella had long given up magic, and were exchanging blows in hand to hand combat. The same went for Remus and his partner, Alexander Lestrange.
Bella was firing spells at Peter Pettigrew. He could not block any of them. He ended up the worst of all.
Thomas and Lucius -- now that was an interesting match. They couldn't seem to hit each other, and their spells ended up flying at different people, including Sirius and Snape.
Michael and Toria decided to have fun, and shot numerous colouring charms at each other and everybody else.
Professor Hawkins blew the whistle, and everyone ceased what they were doing. She looked around in shock.
Everyone had paint splats all over them. She took this to be Michael and Toria's fault, since they had paint all over their wands. Peter Pettigrew was easily the worst hexed. He laid on the ground, with all sorts of awful things on him. Bella stood over him, looking rather guilty. Kiana and Alexiandra were on the floor, Alexiandra in a headlock, although on top of Kiana. Lucius and Thomas had not yet stopped duelling. Lily and James were not totally present -- half of them were animals. Sirius and Snape had joined Thomas and Lucius' duel, and were still fighting. The only normal ones were Dawn and Noelle, who did not have any problems.
"Everyone," Professor Hawkins said calmly, "out. Get out of here, before I realize what happened and decide to punish you all."
There was no protest to this. Everyone ran out, getting stuck in the door for awhile, before getting unstuck and running as fast as they could to their common rooms. The only people who remained were Lily, James, and Peter Pettigrew.
Dawn and Noelle has calmly walked out, after the stampede, and leisurely walked to the Great Hall.
"I can't shake the feeling that I know you from somewhere -- " Noelle said, her voice trailing off.
Noelle suddenly felt a flashback. She had seen the girl. In some sort of tower, by the looks of it. Noelle grasped the wall, steadying herself. As soon as her glimpse ended, she turned to Dawn.
"Who are you?" she said shakily, still holding onto the wall.
Dawn smiled. "The girl smiled. "I am everything, yet nothing. I am all, but none. I am -- "
"You're that girl, in the tower," Noelle breathed, before mentally slapping herself. How could she not see it before?
Dawn nodded. "Now listen to me, Noelle. You must break that ring. The future of the Light Side depends on it. You have the Knowledge on how to find it, and how to destroy it. Use it." Dawn then turned on her heel, and began to walk away. She however stopped, and turned to face Noelle once again. "Gods speed," she whispered, before turning away. "Gods speed."
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It was the day of the big Quidditch Match -- Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. Lily was doing the commentating, as was usual, but today she had a special guest.
"What a wonderful day for Quidditch, wouldn't you say so, Mundungus?" Lily shouted over the storm.
"Lovely," he commentated dryly, thankful he was in the top box -- with a roof over his head.
"And here come the teams!" Lily shouted.
Mundungus had the pleasure of announcing the players. "For Gryffindor, the unbeatable Blacks are Beaters! Christopher Elliot is the astounding Keeper. Potter, Baker, and Fitzgerald are the magnificent Chasers. Lastly, my cousin (who you all better be cheering for) Arabella Figg, is the Seeker."
Lily grabbed the megaphone from Mundungus. "And there are the slimeball Slytherins (who you all better be booing for)!"
The players made their way to the center o the Pitch, although it was hard with the gusts of wind. Molly Fitzgerald shook hands with the Slytherin Captain, and blew a kiss to her boyfriend, Arthur Weasley, who was sitting in the front row despite the storm. Madame Hooch then blew the whistle. It was hard to hear over the thunder, but it was heard nonetheless.
"And a Gryffindor with the Quaffle. Passes to another person wearing Red. That person shoots. And they score!" Lily shouted. "Ten to nothin', Gryffindor".
Mundungus took the megaphone. "Slytherin with the Quaffle. Speeding toward the goal… and nice bludger work by Black." Mundungus turned to Lily and grinned cheekily. "Good thing they're both Black," he whispered, elbowing Lily in the ribs.
Lily's turn for the next play. "And a red person darts up the field, and passes to another red person. The other red person gets the Quaffle. And a Green person intercepts it -- ah, bloody hell. It's hard to see. Looks like Red has it again, and they shoot -- and they score. 20 - 0, Gryffindor Lead. Bella, hurry up and find the bloody Snitch!"
"Slytherin with the Quaffle. Flying toward the goal. The Slytherin Beater distracts the Gryffindor Chasers. Clear way for Slytherin. Slytherin shoots and scores. 20 - 10," Mundungus announced.
The game continued on, and after an hour or so the score was 350 to 190, Gryffindor winning. The storm had gotten worse by now, and the players could barely stay on their brooms. Gryffindor called a time out.
The players descended to the ground, and huddled together. Molly performed a Warming Charm on each of them, and gave them a small pep talk.
They arose again, determined to end the game. "I think that's Molly. She has the Quaffle, and there's a black thing whizzing toward her. Black flies over… knocks it away. Gryffindor keeps going. Shoots. And they miss," Mundungus said dejectedly.
The game had gone on for over three hours. Both teams were suffering, the score still being 350 to 190. Everyone was exhausted, and the storm did not weaken in the slightest.
The Seekers had remained inactive for most of the game. But enough was enough. The Slytherin Seeker saw a glint of gold, and went into a dive. Bella closely followed. She was not close enough, however, because the Slytherin's hands clasped the Snitch and held it up, with a hint of pride.
"And Gryffindor wins, with a score of 350 to 340," Lily announced excitedly. She usually liked Quidditch games, but enough was enough. "Great Job everyone!"
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Kiana Walters walked into the abandoned classroom, for her meeting with Charlie. However, someone's sobs greeted her.
"Charlie? What's wrong?" Kiana asked, rushing over. Although they weren't exactly friends, they weren't enemies.
"I don't want to talk about it," Charlie sobbed.
Charlie, one of the emotionally strongest people in all of Hogwarts, was curled up in a ball, crying her eyes out. Kiana sat next to Charlie, and put her arm around the poor girl. Charlie leaned into Kiana, still crying.
"Well, you don't really have a choice in the matter, Charlie, so you better start talking. What's wrong?"
"You know," she sobbed, "I've never had a normal life. My parents separated when I was young. I don't even remember when. I just woke up one morning, and my dad was gone. We were living in America. For the next few years, my mom would go out with so many men. Finally, when I was 8, she married a man. He was a muggle accountant. She only married him because she thought that he could provide for us. They were married for less that 6 months when they divorced."
"Charlie, I'm sorry. But don't you think you should move on?"
Charlie took no notice of these words, and continued on with her story. "When I was 9, she remarried again. This time, it was this musician. He was a wizard. I could tell that they didn't truly love each other -- they were just having fun. They divorced by the time I was 10. She remarried again when I was 10 and a half. He was a supposed 'family person'. Another muggle husband. But he lived in England. So we moved over here. I got my Hogwarts letter. Well, 'Mr. Family Man' hated it. He hated magic. So I went off to magic school, and his and my mom's relationship disintegrated. She moved back to America at the start of term. Do you know what? She never once asked me what I thought of her husbands. She never once asked me what I thought of her boyfriends. We have never done any of the mother-daughter stuff that everyone else does. Well, she's done it now. She went and remarried again. She got married last week in fact. She just decided to write to me after the wedding. They were dating for over a year, and she didn't feel a need to tell me, her daughter!"
"Oh, don't cry now. Come on Charlie…"
"He is some high-society man. Loads of money. Really important. She met him while he was on a business trip in New York. Ryan Edwards, I think is his name. And she just thought she would mention this after they got married. And you won't believe this…"
"What won't I believe?" Kiana questioned Charlie.
"He has a stepdaughter from a previous marriage -- her real mother died."
"So you have a sister?"
"I guess. My mother wouldn't tell me anything but that, and we would discuss it along with 'other things' when I went back for the Easter holidays. But that's not the worst thing…"
"What do you mean?"
"When my mother says that we have to talk, it means that it is serious. Really serious. I am scared to death. And then there's the sister factor. I've been an only child my whole life. How the bloody hell am I going to suddenly be the oldest?"
"First of all, Charlie, do not try to talk in English. You sound much better as an American. None of this 'bloody hell' stuff. Second of all, how old is the step?"
"Only a few months younger than me, I think."
"Well, it's not going to be that bad. Look at it as someone new to test pranks on."
Charlie smiled slightly. "That wouldn't be too bad, I guess. I just can't deal with this. With the stepfathers and stepsiblings, and Quidditch, and my grades are slowly dropping, and the damn prophecies… it's enough to make anyone crack."
"Prophecies?"
"Please, I am not in the mood now."
Kiana sighed and transfigured up a box of tissues. "Call me a sucker," she muttered, pulling several out and handing them to Charlie.
"Ki…"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks. You know, we aren't as different as everyone thinks."
"What do you mean?" Kiana questioned, her eyes flashing.
"Both raised in America. No fathers. Unbelievably intelligent. Pranksters."
"You know, Charlie," Kiana said, resting her head against the wall. "I think that everyone isn't that different, when it comes down to it."
If anyone were to take a look into that abandoned classroom, he or she would be utterly shocked to find two former enemies not chopping each other's heads off. They would be shocked to find them talking civilly, and almost… dare anyone say friendly? When it comes down to it, it's not as shocking as it seems. They weren't enemies. They weren't friends. They were acquaintances, on the way to becoming friends.
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It was clear that Charlie cleans up well. After her sob-fest, she used a charm to remove the redness from her eyes, and other to take away her small case of sniffles. She then held her head high and walked out of the room, leaving an amazed Kiana to catch up to her.
"Charlie! What's going on?"
"Well, I have to act normal. Believe it or not, Kiana, I have a lot of enemies. I can't show them any weakness. And besides, Husband #4 shouldn't be that hard to get rid of."
"Two questions then. Do you cry a lot?"
"Maybe. Maybe Not. Next question?" Charlie answered musically.
"What do you mean by 'Husband #4 shouldn't be that hard to get rid of?" Kiana asked, grabbing Charlie's shoulder.
"Just like I said. I will need your help, but not now. I have to plan."
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Valentines Day was quickly approaching. And Bella had not taken her revenge yet. Lily was particularly curious about this, as was Toria.
"Bella? Whatever happened to burnt toast?" Lily asked, waving a piece of toast in front of her.
Toria put her hand comfortingly on Bella's shoulder. "Do you need a muse? I mean, you usually perform your threats two days tops after you make it. What's going on?"
Bella smiled. "My dearest Venustians, you must learn that patience is a virtue. And I happen to be as virtuous as they come. I am waiting for the perfect time, that's all. Don't worry about me."
Lily and Toria shared a look, but had to agree with Bella. Some of their pranks were off because they were so impatient. Particularly Bella's pranks, in fact, happened to have the worst timing.
"Well, Charms calls. We should be on our way," Toria said uncertainly. Bella was out of it. Maybe it was because Valentine's Day was tomorrow. But then again, Bella wasn't the lovey-dovey sort. Shaking her head, she dragged Bella out of her seat, and all the way to Charms with little assistance from Lily. In fact, Lily was quite amused, and cracked jokes the whole time.
"Lily, will you shut it!" Toria shouted. Lily looked shocked for a moment, but shook it off. She did remain silent, however.
Eventually, they reached Charms, where they met Kiana. Kiana also confused Toria, and Toria knew Kiana more than anyone. They have been best friends for a long time, after all. She had not been herself lately. Kiana would sneak off and have no explanation as to where she was. She also started to hang out with Jules Potter. Jules was nice, but it was nice to have friends your own age too. Kiana seemed to have isolated herself from the rest of the Venustians, although she did sit next to Toria.
Professor Flitwick, a fairly young (and fairly short) professor, began with the class roll. He had to stand on a stack of books to see his students. After he was done with the roll (it took longer, as was expected, because of the Marauders), he introduced the day's lesson.
"Moving objects across a surface," Professor Flitwick squeaked, "is quite a handy charm. It can be used to move across any surface, including tables, air, lakes, floors, etc. A Spanish wizard discovered this charm, by the name of Juan de la Vega. He had a need to move objects for his job, so he invented this charm. The proper incantation for this is 'mueve ', which is Spanish meaning 'Move'. Now, I would like you to partner up, and practice."
Toria immediately turned to Kiana, as the Marauders began to turn to each other. Professor Flitwick, although kind, was not stupid. "I will pair you up. Now, Remus… why don't you work with Kiana? And Potter can work with Evans (both groaned at this). And… Black and Toria. Which leaves for the Gryffindor side, Miss Figg and Mr. Barnette. By the way, where is Thomas?"
"He's in the hospital wing. Didn't feel good, he said," Sirius answered, as he moved to work with Toria. Professor Flitwick nodded, and began to pair up the Ravenclaw side.
Toria meanwhile groaned. Of all the Marauders, she just had to be paired with Sirius.
Sirius was also not too happy with the pairing. He wanted to be with his chums! But no… everyone thinks that they're troublemakers, which is so not true! They don't exactly 'make' trouble. They just expand on it. But Sirius worked with his head held high.
"Mueve," Sirius said, pointing his wand at the book. It did not move at all, and instead just sat there. "Mueve, Mueve, Mueve, Damn, just Mueve!" He said, flicking his wand at the book.
Toria reached out and grabbed the end of his wand. "Okay, Black, calm down. The problem is your pronunciation. This is a Spanish word. Speak it like that. Your problem is the v. Pronounce it like a b."
Sirius pulled a face at Toria, but took her advice, nonetheless. And it worked. The book slid toward him. With a grin, Sirius pointed his wand at Bella. Toria didn't notice, because she was trying to make her own book move.
"Mueve," he muttered. Bella suddenly flew across the room, knocking down 10 people in the process. She knew exactly who to blame. "Burnt toast," she kept muttering to herself. "Burnt toast, burnt toast, burnt toast!"
Sirius grinned. It was too easy.
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Remus kicked the suit of armor. Of all the things to go wrong… why did the full moon have to be tomorrow? He had not gone to classes -- he was too weak. But he had felt a renewed sense of strength -- probably the werewolf within.
Remus had developed his first crush this week. Rhiane Richards. She was pretty, smart, funny… everything he looked for in a girl. What really got him was her sympathy towards werewolves. He thought that maybe finally something would go right. He was going to ask her to be his girlfriend on Valentines Day. But it was not likely. Hogwarts was having a big party. At night. Maybe if he found her during the morning…
Remus sighed before walking to Gryffindor Tower. He had been there for most of the day, but got bored of it.
Unfortunately, he ran into some scumbags -- Slytherins. Well, just one, really. Snape.
"Lupin," he sneered. "Going to disappear again? Is you mummy wummy sick?" Morning sickness perhaps? She'd get it after she got knocked up by one of those Death Eaters she always sleeps with…"
Remus' eyes flashed. "I'm sorry, Snapey, but you must have confused my mother with yours. My mother isn't a lying, slutty, white trash tramp."
Snape's jaw dropped. "Don't you dare insult my mother," he said softly, with a hint of danger in his voice.
"You better not insult mine then, Snape. I'm warning you -- "
"So if your mother isn't sick, where do you go?"
Remus slapped himself. What would he say now? Dentist appointment? Father sick? Family reunion?
"No," Remus said, "Death in the family. I'm leaving tomorrow. Not that it's any of your business, of course."
"Of course," Snape mimicked snidely. "You know, Lupin. I have a feeling that there will be a lot more deaths in your family. The Dark Lord is gaining power…"
"Is that a threat, Snape?"
"No, no. Of course not. Just consider it a warning." And with that, Snape turned around and walked toward the Great Hall.
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Valentine's Day finally arrived at Hogwarts. The older students were excited. However, that could not be said for the younger students. Except for two, that is…
Remus Lupin waited in the Great Hall, clearly nervous. He stood leaning against the wall, sweating bullets. He loosed his shirt, but it did not help any.
Finally, what he had been waiting for arrived. A Ravenclaw by the name of Rhiane Richards.
"Er… Rhiane?"
"Hullo Remus," she said cheerily. "Happy Valentines' Day."
Remus grinned stupidly. "Happy Valentines Day to you to, Rhi. Do you think I could talk to you for a second?"
"Sure," she said, blushing slightly. Remus cleared his throat, and looked behind her. Rhiane whirled around to find her Ravenclaw friends standing there, amused.
"Will you gits go away?" she said, rolling her eyes. They agreed, but not before making fun of them by quoting Shakespeare.
"Parting is such sweet sorrow!" they shouted, blowing kisses at the both of them. Remus turned an intangible colour of pink.
"So, you wanted to talk?" Rhiane said, looking down.
Remus looked down too. "Now, I can understand if you don't want to. But I was wondering if you wouldn't… if… er… would you… uh… " he continued stuttering.
"Ah, bloody hell, he wants to know if you'll be his girlfriend," blurted out a voice. Both of them looked up in surprise to find the Marauders standing there, grinning widely. Sirius waved impishly.
Remus turned and began hitting his head against the wall saying, "Why me?" over and over, while Rhiane turned a brilliant shade of red.
"I can understand if you never want to see -- " Remus began, as Rhiane said, "Really?"
Remus looked up. Rhiane was smiling like an idiot. "Do you really want me to be your girlfriend?"
"Er… well… you see… "
"YES!" the Marauders shouted, glaring at Remus.
Remus looked up. "Er… yes?"
Rhiane grinned before running over to Remus and hugging him. "Consider it that then…" she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, before turning to go into the Great Hall. "Now, I must go face the wrath of the Ravenclaws. I'll see you later though!" She then walked into the Great Hall, very seductively.
"How do they do that?" Remus wondered aloud. "How do they walk like that?"
"No one knows, Remmie. It's a gift, I guess," Sirius said, putting his arm around Remus, and walking him into the Great Hall.
The Marauders sat down at the Gryffindor Table, across from Lily, Bella, Toria, Jules, Estella, and Kiana. Two other Gryffindor First Years (Sirius forgot their names) were sitting with Jules and Estella.
"Happy Valentine's Day, everyone," Bella said sweetly. A little too sweetly, Sirius thought, narrowing his eyes.
He didn't have time to think, however, because the doors burst open, and in walked a fat, ugly, short, overweight Cupid, who was wearing only a toga. He had a quiver of arrows hung over his shoulder. He walked right up to Severus Snape.
"A valentine for Severus Snape," he said gruffly. Severus looked around awkwardly. Who would send him a valentine?
"I wish upon a star
that no matter how far apart we are
you will find me and you will see
How perfect are we
I wish that if for some reason my wishes don't come true
That another person out there is wishing for me..
hopefully that person is you."
The Cupid read aloud that poem for the whole Great Hall to hear. Sirius was laughing the loudest of all, banging his goblet on the table. He wasn't laughing for long though…
"Everyone is meant for someone...I believe that you are my someone... Love, Sirius," the Cupid read.
First, there was complete silence. Then, a few titters started at the Hufflepuff table. Some snorts at the Ravenclaw Table. The Gryffindors started the laughing, shortly followed by the Slytherins. Then, it was all out pandemonium. Both Sirius and Snape were bright red, and they were not laughing.
"I didn't send it! I swear, I didn't send it!" Sirius screamed waving his arms. This only made it worse. It was so bad, Sirius and Snape both ran out of the Great Hall.
Lily elbowed Bella. "That was you, wasn't it?"
Bella didn't answer. She was waiting for her next display. "Hey Lily," she whispered. "Do not touch the bubbles, no matter what. Pass it on to Toria, Kiana, Jules, and Estella. They can tell their two little friends if they want."
Lily nodded, and passed the news on to Toria. She passed it on to Kiana, and it went so forth down the line.
Suddenly, pink bubbles began to pour from the Enchanted Ceiling. These bubbles were clearly not ordinary -- they were enormous! Bella managed to keep a straight face through this. Lily watched as everyone ran to where the Bubbles were floating, including the remaining Marauders. She watched as James stood on top of the Hufflepuff Table, reaching to touch a bubble --
And it popped, covering everyone below in pink goop.
"Bubblegum," Bella hissed to Lily. Lily was thankful she was Bella's friend, and not Bella's enemy.
The bubbles continued to come down, covering people in goop. Lily, Bella, Toria, and Kiana had the sense to get out of the Great Hall when the bubbles got closer to the Gryffindors. Jules, Estella, and their friends followed the suit.
In the Entrance hall, they parted ways. The Venustians made their way to Potions (by now, everyone else got most of the bubbles off, and were also going to class). In the dungeons, they met up with the Marauders, who were not happy.
"You know, this is war," Michael hissed in Bella's ear. Bella just smiled.
"If you recall, it was war."
Michael just glared at her, before walking over to the rest of the Marauders. They were having a conference.
Eventually, Professor Hoffman arrived, and the Slytherins and Gryffindors walked into class.
Lily was starting to get into the Valentine's Day Spirit. She was working with Potter, on a potion of some sort. She got a better idea, however.
The potion they were working on was a Cheering Potion. It's ingredients were remarkably like that of a mild Love Potion. So, when James wasn't looking, she threw some flower petals, heart candies, and other Love Potion ingredients.
The potion turned a rosy pink hue. Lily quickly performed a colouring charm to turn it yellow, the colour of the Cheering Potion. She then stirred the potion until it was ready.
"Okay, class. Let's test the potions. Potter!" Professor Hoffman barked.
"Yes sir?"
"Test your potion. James made a face, but still tested it. When he first put the potion in his mouth, there was no reaction. However, several seconds later, a heart flashed in his eyes. Lily ducked under the table, praying James wouldn't see her. She stayed there for a few minutes, and notices it was oddly silent. Lily timidly peeked from under the table.
James was staring down at her, from his seat. Lily screamed in surprise, before standing up quickly, and attempting to further the distance between her and James. However, James closed the gap between them rather quickly.
"I am sorry if I startled you. It is only because you startle me, with your beauty," James said poetically.
Thinking quickly, Lily reached out and slapped James. He fell to the ground, but got up quickly. Lily grabbed her wand.
"Take another step, Potter, and I'll curse you to Fiji!" she shouted, holding her wand steady. The class was too shocked to say anything.
"Ah, you are asking for my presence with you in Fiji? What a vacation it will be! Think of all the romantic things we can do!" James said. "Moonlit walks on the beach, dinner surrounded by Tiki torches…"
"Potter! I'm warning you! You're making me queasy! I do not like you!"
"I know you do not like me, Lady Lily. You love me!"
"POTTER!" Lily shrieked, her eyes flashing dangerously. "One more word…"
"Lily. I know that you are my past, present, and future… will you marry me?"
Lily screamed, before running out of the classroom. James laid on the ground, frozen, but soon got up and began to chase her. The rest of the class followed suit, eager to see the performance.
Lily ran as fast as she could, turning as many corners as she could. She hoped to lose James, but he always found her.
"You can run, my love, but you cannot hide! Just like we cannot hide our feelings for each other any longer!" James shouted.
"The only thing I feel for you, Potter, is dislike! But I can guarantee that if you get any closer, the only thing you'll feel is pain!"
Lily turned another corner. She was getting tired, which was never good when a psychotic boy was chasing you. With one last chance, Lily used her wand to slam the door to the History of Magic classroom, and lock it. James took the bait, believing she locked herself in.
The Marauders found James near the History of Magic classroom. Lily was peeking around the corner, hoping that he thought she was in the classroom. Thinking quickly, the formulated a plan.
"Oy, James! Wait up!" Remus shouted, running to catch up with him.
"There is no time to wait -- Lady Lily awaits me!"
Suddenly, a net dropped over James. It was fine and thin, and yet impenetrable. James struggled against it, but could not free himself.
"Let me go! I must go find my love!"
Michael stunned his brother, and Sirius grabbed a corner of the net. Michael grabbed another, as did Thomas and Remus. They then dragged him all the way to Gryffindor Tower, and locked him in the dormitory.
"Okay, boys. I must go talk to Lily. James isn't in his right state, and I have a feeling that FireDragon had something to do with it…" Michael's voice trailed off as he ran down the stairs.
As Michael stepped out of the portrait hole, he crashed in to someone. Someone with red hair, one may add.
"Lily! What did you do to my brother?" he asked, as soon as he realized who it was.
"Er… funny story, really…" Lily said softly, avoiding Michael's gaze. "You see… you have to save me!" she grabbed onto the front of his robes, tugging on them. "You just have to!"
"Lily," Michael said, sounding remarkably like Minnie McGonagall, their 'favorite' professor. "What did you do?"
"I made the Cheering Potion into a Love Potion. But I wasn't supposed to be the victim!" Lily cried out. "Michael! You cannot leave me with that… that… Potter! You have to save me!"
"So, you made my brother drink a love potion, not a Cheering Potion, and you expect me to help?" Michael said, clearly confused. He ran his hand through his hair, a habit he adapted for when he was confused or agitated, or both.
"Michael… forget about the war. Please. This is Potter we're talking about. How would you like it if he was in love with you?"
Michael considered this, before extending his hand to help Lily up. "All right. How long does this potion last?"
Lily wrinkled her nose. "I think it last until midnight. Does that mean he'll love me until midnight?"
"Well, if you botched up the potion, he may love you for the rest of his life."
"Oh, thanks Michael. Way to make me feel better!" Lily said dryly.
"Okay. I'll try to keep James away from you. No guarantees though," Michael said resignedly. "Fair enough?"
"Fair enough," Lily agreed. "I owe you!"
"And don't you forget that," Michael said seriously.
Lily nodded, before running off to hide out until midnight.
Lily ran to the secret room. She first looked around to make sure no one was there, before whispering 'Venustians'. The room opened up, and Lily went inside, curling up on the bed. Her eyelids became heavy, and drooped dangerously. Soon, Lily was off into Dreamland.
"Lily?" Lily opened her eyes, and rubbed them blearily. Bella sat on the edge of her bed, bouncing up and down.
"What?" Lily answered groggily.
"It's dinner time. You have to eat, you're skinny enough already!"
Lily nodded, and allowed herself to be dragged to the Great Hall by Bella. Bella in turn pushed Lily into a seat once they arrived.
The food appeared eventually, and Lily ate hungrily. Bella looked at her friend in concern, but did not say anything.
Sirius, Thomas, Michael, and Remus kept shooting glances over at Lily and then to the doors of the Great Hall. They did this continually for twenty minutes. Until all the candles blew out with a WHOOSH, that is.
It was completely black. Lily's breaths were ragged. The thought that this might be Voldemort was enough to make anyone nervous, unless you're a Potter, or Albus Dumbledore.
Suddenly, a bright light appeared out of nowhere -- a spotlight. And it was focused on James Potter, who was standing on the Ravenclaw Table. He was wearing a tuxedo and top hat, and carried a cane. His foot was in a bowl of mashed potatoes, but he took no notice. "L is for the way you look at me," he sang, looking at Lily. He then performed a tap dancing move of some sort. "O is for the only one I see." James leaped over the gap between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables, and landed in a bowl of sugared violets. "V is very, very extraordinary, E is even more than anyone that you adore can," he warbled deeply, now jumping onto the Gryffindor Table. He spun all the way down the table, until he was standing in front of Lily.
James grasped Lily's hand, and pulled her up onto the table with him. Lily was shocked too much to react. He spun Lily around, so that her back was to his front. He then put his left arm around Lily's waist. The other hand was holding on to a microphone.
"Love is all that I can give to you," he sang, swaying his hips. This in turn made Lily's hips sway. "Love is more than just a game for two. Two in love can make it," he sang deeply. He then bent on his knee, in front of Lily, holding her hand. "Take my heart and please don't break it. Love was made for me and you."
Lily was starting to get her senses back, and tried to back away from James. He leaped to his feet, and reached his arm around her waist once again. "L is for the way you look at me. O is for the only one I see. V is very, very extraordinary. E is even more than anyone that you adore can."
Sirius chose this moment to stand up. "Bring it home, James!" he shouted, pumping his fist into the air. James nodded, and continued singing.
"Love is all that I can give to you. Love is more than just a game for two. Two in love can make it. Take my heart and please don't break it. Love was made for me and you. Love was made for me and you.
"JAMES POTTER!" Minnie McGonagall screamed, as she ran into the Great Hall. A prefect had alerted her as to what was going on in the Great Hall.
"MICHAEL JAMES BARNETTE-POTTER! I AM SO GOING TO KILL YOU!" Lily screamed. Silence fell over the Great Hall, minus James.
"Love was made for me and you," James finished, leaping into the air. He then kissed Lily's cheek in front of everybody.
Lily had never been more humiliated in her life. All the taunts, shouts, catcalls… it was too much. Lily reached out and slapped James across the face. She jumped off the table, amid the laughter, and ran out of the Great Hall, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Luckily, the potion wore off by the end of the day, and James had no recollection of the events that took place. If he had remembered proclaiming his love to Lily Evans, Michael had no doubt that James would become a nun. James did know that Lily did something though (he had a red hand mark across his cheek) -- and he swore revenge. As for that matter, Lily Evans also swore revenge that night -- on Michael James Barnette-Potter
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"Noelle, I don't think this is wise," Dawn sighed. Noelle had come to the Gryffindor Common Room after dinner that evening, and stood outside. She refused to leave until she spoke to Dawn. Dawn had come out, and Noelle dragged her to a secret room.
Noelle readjusted the wig on her head. "Look, Dawn, I want to do this as soon as possible. And I know that you do too. So, I'm doing it. They won't know it's me, I promise."
"That's for sure," Dawn commented dryly, as Noelle surveyed herself in the mirror. Noelle had short pink hair. She was wearing all black, and had on tall black boots that went up to her knee. In fact, Noelle was barely recognizable, after a few facial charms. "Are you sure you're ready? I mean, Night is powerful…"
"And so am I," Noelle answered shortly, putting some equipment in the bag. "Do you have the communication device?"
Dawn nodded, and held up them up. Noelle nodded shortly. "Now, if we communicate and you have to use my name, my name is Cinderella. Kay?"
Dawn nodded once again. Noelle smiled. "Thanks for everything. I know that once I break that ring you'll be transported back." She grabbed her broom (a Snapdragon), and smiled once again. Noelle used a shrinking charm to reduce the size of the bag, and tucked it into her pocket. "Bye," she said, flying out the window.
Noelle wasn't aware of how long she flew or where she was going. It was just an instinct. At nightfall, she reached a tower in the clouds.
Noelle paused a moment to marvel at it's picturesque beauty. It was like the fairytales -- a castle in the clouds. She immediately knew which tower she would go to -- the tallest one. Noelle flew higher, and hovered outside the window. She peered in, and grabbed the walkie-talkie.
"Dawn? I'm there. I feel all sorts of Protective Charms. How do I get in?"
A burst of static came, followed by Dawn's voice. "Okay Cinderella, you can get in. I let Sunshine, one of the Rulers know, and she invites you into the castle." There was another burst of static.
"Okay, I'm going in!" Noelle took a moment to calm her nerves, and then flew straight through the glass window.
The glass shattered, and who Noelle guessed was Night whirled around. "Who do you think you are?" she screeched.
Noelle got off her broom, and walked over to Night. She did not answer her -- she kicked her. Night flew back into her throne, shocked.
"That's it," Night hissed, tearing off her cloak. She ran over to Noelle, and aimed a kick at her. Noelle jumped over it, and punched Night. She aimed a chop at her, but Night blocked it. Night then grasped Noelle's hands, and brought her foot up to Noelle's midsection. She used all her power to kick Noelle backwards. Noelle flew over the table, and landed on the cold stone floor. She grimaced, clearly in pain. But she knew what she had to do, and stood up. In one fluid motion, she leaped over the table.
"You're gonna pay for that," Noelle said, aiming a kick. Night ducked over it, and grabbed Noelle, attempting to flip her over her shoulder. Night did flip her, but Noelle landed on her feet. She then kicked Night from behind. Night ran into the table. Unfortunately for Noelle, a sword happened to be lying on the table. Night grabbed it, and ran toward Noelle.
Noelle did not know what to do. She looked around for something… and saw it across the room. Noelle leaped onto a bookshelf, and grabbed onto the chandelier in the center of the room, using it to swing her safely over Night. She let go of the chandelier, and grabbed a sword. The Sword of the Sun.
Noelle leaped over the table. Night took a swing at her with her sword. She missed, although narrowly.
The continued to fight, swords clashing against each other. They did not hit each other once. Noelle began to grow tired, but Night showed no sign of tiring.
"Are you ready to give up?" Night asked snidely. Noelle shook her head, and blocked another shot at her.
"Never," she whispered, trying to not get killed.
The two were next to a fireplace. There, Night knocked the sword out of Noelle's hand. Noelle fell to the ground, Night pointing the sword at her throat. "You, a mere mortal, thought you could defeat me? Defeat me, the Ruler of Night?"
"You're not immortal," Noelle hissed, trying not to move her neck.
"Oh, you'll be surprised. Only one person can defeat me -- the one who was formally trapped. And she is no threat to me, at the moment. Neither are you."
"I wouldn't say that," Noelle whispered softly, so Night couldn't hear her.
Night continued with her villainous speech. "With one more soul, I will be immortal. Now, where can I ever find a soul?"
She turned to look at Noelle. "I think yours will do."
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A/N: Ooh, a semi-cliffie. What do you all think? I got this up a lot sooner than I thought. I want to thank Kim, for all the help she gave me with this chapter! Luv ya! The song that James sang to Lily was 'L-O-V-E', by Natalie Cole. Well, after I resolve this cliffie in Chapter 8, everyone is off to Greece. You'll find out why later, but let me warn you, it's rather surprising. They are pre-teens on a mission! Thanks to everyone who reviewed -- you know who you are. I don't know when the next chapter will be up. And by the way, I still need more pranks! If you can think of any, email me at Luckie7n13@aol.com. Or you can leave them in the review. Thanks once again!
~Noelle