Chapter 2: Plotting
Pella banged her fists on her desk, and watched Snape snicker. He was a horrible little brat, and she wanted to beat him up right there, but she didn't. She got up and opened the door to the closet. She pushed Peter in the closet.

"Oof..." Peter said when he hit the ground.

He began to cry, and cirled into a ball.

"You're pathetic." Pella said.

"I...I...I...know..." Peter sobbed.

"You're so weird sometimes." Pella said.

"I...know..." Peter sobbed.

"Anyways," Pella said. "I brought you here because we have to plot on what we're going to do to the scum."

Peter watched Pella walk back and forth, and finally she stopped. Her eyes twinkled, and Peter could've sworn that he saw a lightbulb flashing above her head.

"We could make him think this house his haunted!" She announced.

Peter got up, and replied, "That's a great idea!"

Pella nodded, and patted Peter on the head.

"Peter, what I want you to do is do everything you can to make Snape think that this house his haunted." She said.

Peter nodded, and grinned.

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A/N: Okay, sorry for the extremely short chapter...The next one won't be as short.