Chapter Eight
A good plan always has a loophole
It was eight o' clock when Phoebe and Day met outside a one-eyed with a humped back. Day grinned at Phoebe and tapped the hump, whispering the password. The statue swung forward and the two girls slipped in.
Phoebe looked up around the tunnel as they walked, "How'd you find out about this place Day?"
"I was told about it by some friends."
"Who would be?"
"The same people we're going to see now."
Phoebe tilted her head, "Who is there in Hogsmeade?"
Day looked over her shoulder and grinned, "Fred and George Weasley of course!"
Phoebe blinked and kept following Day, "Oh..."
I always knew Day had connections. Somehow I thought it was more like with the Michigan Mafia or something equally useless and nonexistent, but Fred and George Weasley... Wow, I mean, they have tricks and stuff that they are not even allowed to sell to the public. If Day had access to that sort of firepower, I would seriously be in trouble if we were not friends!
Time passed by ever so slowly in the tunnel. Phoebe amused herself with pulling Day's hair as they walked. I'm glad that this tunnel is too narrow for her to turn around and punch my lights out!
They finally came out in the basement of Honeydukes. Now, as any good trickster knows that the only way to sneak out of Honeydukes without tripping an alarm was to simply walk out the back door. It was only charmed on the outside, so leaving was perfectly fine. They could floo from the joke shop as Fred and George must know that they were coming, the way Day had been talking. Now, they had about two hours to get what they needed and get back. Well, until Erika found out they had snuck out of school to go to a joke shop for firepower.
The village was already vacant except for a few odd people out and about. It was still too warm out for cloaks, so they tried to remain as inconspicuous as possible. It was easy for Day, who was about the height of an adult, but Phoebe was still a bit short.
They quickly made their way into Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. Phoebe's face lit up in an evil grin as she took in her surroundings. The joke shop was unlike any other, unless you had been to any of their other twenty-five stores. There were shelves upon shelves of wondrous inventions, powders, gels, liquids, and solids. Just about anything you could think of was there, plus a few you would not. The pure design was a mad woman's dream, hence Phoebe feeling very much at home there.
Day walked up to the Weasley brothers with a mischievous grin, "Hello there Fred and George, we need some serious fire power today."
"The prank playing kind?" asked Fred.
"Or the distraction kind?" asked George.
Day thought, "Best be a bit of both, but we need distraction kind, and fast before Emily finds out Phoebe and I went on a little side trip from our plans."
Phoebe nodded to back up Day, "Yes, and do you have any of the 'stop following me around you fucked up creep!'"
George and Fred looked at each other, blinked, than burst into peals of laughter. George nodded, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, "We have plenty of that, we'll get on it right away."
Day and Phoebe waited as the twins set about getting the girls their arsenal.
"I can't believe she hasn't came back to the tower yet!"
"This is irresponsible, even for her!"
"Well come on you two, she's going through a lot!"
Morgaine, Larissa, and Cambria (in that speaking order) were in the Gryffindor Girl's sixth year dormitory, talking about a rather vivid subject: Phoebe not returning to the dorm, and it already being close to ten o' clock. She was gone past curfew, and that had not happened for quite a few months.
Morgaine and Larissa were lobbying back and forth basic insults about Phoebe in their irate mood, as they felt neglected in how she was separating herself. Cambria was actually being serious, telling her friends that Phoebe must have her reasons.
Of course real or imaginary reasons mattered little to Morgaine and Larissa, who were quite peeved to say the very least. They were planning on going to hunt down Phoebe, but that would mean breaking the rules themselves... well, there is a time and place for everything!
Cambria just shook her head. She really felt that Phoebe was sorting things out I her own way, and that if people bothered her, they would end up like DeMarcus, only with different parts being frozen. Of course she was not being listened to, but she was fairly used to that by now. They would do what they wanted, even if she warned against it.
And of course, she would have to take care of clean up when they got back.
Richard was in deep, deep shit. Not the normal level of shit he found himself in on a daily basis, but true and utter deep shit.
He was almost certain that someone had been following him back to the Slytherin Common room. And he was certain that if someone had been following him, that someone was not friendly. Come on fate! I just had to spend two weeks in Phoebe Williams' body! Haven't you tortured me enough?
Well, apparently not, because someone had been following him. And, goddamnit, that scared the crap out of him!
He really needed to talk to Phoebe about this. According to Snape, the girl had isolated herself, talking to no one. Not that Richard cared, of course not! Well, maybe a little, but hey! You couldn't blame a guy for being worried about the girl who's body he had spent two weeks in!
Heh... he really hoped Phoebe never asked him what happened all during those two weeks.
"Well, there you go!" George said cheerily, handing Day and Phoebe their items for the night.
The two girls left quickly and George turned to Fred.
"What do you reckon those two are after?"
"I'd say either record halls for blackmail, or possibly Dumbledore's with that arsenal."
"Really? I thought just about the same. Think it has anything to do with that Phoebe girl becoming a man for two weeks?"
"Dunno, probably. God, wouldn't it be wonderful to be in a girl's body for two weeks? I mean, think about it George, unlimited opportunities!"
George just shook his head, chuckling, "Right Fred, I'll give that some thought."
Fred stuck his tongue out at George, "stupid hormone lacking twin!"
Cambria walked sneakily through the castle. She was a bit unused to this. Not to say she followed the rules meticulously, but normally when she was out after hours she was with someone to help her along. Not that she needed help, but it was nice to have a friend along during a night of flagrant rule breaking.
And so she was walking through the eerily silent hallways as she made her way around. She was looking for Phoebe, and knowing Phoebe as she did, she would most likely be getting herself into a mess of trouble.
Oh well, as least she could probably guilt Phoebe into getting her chocolate or something.
And evil smirk crossed her face at that thought as she restrained a giggle at the thought of chocolate. Oh how thoughts could be the downfall of us all.
Oh well, she best get her mind off chocolate and onto the task at hand. Phoebe could be a tricky bugger to find, especially in a castle this size. Her mind wondered for a moment in looking around Professor Snape's chambers. The two of them had cleverly discovered the password to said chambers, and given their... erm, enthusiasm for the potion arts, they had made plans of making it useful.
Well, that is defiantly not to say that the two of them would ever think of doing anything with the professor that was not entirely academic... but girls could dream right?
Besides, there are laws against that sort of thing, so you people have nothing to worry about concerning Cambria's and Phoebe's chastity in regards to Snape... well, not until after graduation anyways.
Anyways, after that lovely tangent, we fid the reader redirected to Cambria as she searches for Phoebe. She was now currently in a hall that she did not recognize in the dark. However, she did hear voices.
She wasn't sure who the voices belonged to, but she was almost certain. Creeping around the corner, she smirked as she saw three girls.
Emily Bryan, Day Nichols, and Phoebe Natalie Williams.
Score!
Cambria snuck around and pounced.
Phoebe's scream was effectively muffled.
Cambria got off her friend as Phoebe glared at her.
"What do you think you're doing Cambria?" Phoebe hissed. "We're trying to sneak into the records halls!"
Cambria smirked and whispered, "Without me, you won't get too far Phoebs."
Emily sighed and whispered hurriedly, "Alright, just come on already, you can help Day stand guard!"
Tapping the map and saying the magic words, Day quickly led them to the records halls without a hitch in the arrangements.
Well, unless you call drop kicking Mrs. Norris down a stairwell a hitch, but Day just couldn't resist. Besides, Emily casted an effective pillowing charm to keep the poor cat from harm.
They quickly stationed at the records hall entrance and fumbling through her mental list of passwords. Come on Williams, you know this! You have to know this! You know every password in Hogwarts sides for the Hufflepuff common room, but that was of no use so why know it anyways?
With her mind whirling and twirling, she finally reached the answer. It was so obvious, how could one not guess it? Even if one was just stabbing in the dark! Taking a deep breath, Phoebe whispered the password.
"Cheese Monkeys are plotting the downfall of the jellyfish!"
Ok, so maybe it was not the easiest password to guess, but give Phoebe credit, she did figure it out.
And figure it out he had, the door swung open and the girls quickly entered. Day and Cambria took their position at the door to watch for anyone coming. Of course they would already know if someone was coming thanks to the ageless Marauders Map, but you can never be too careful... Unless you are named Tino.
Phoebe and Emily quickly started looking through the files...
Then moderately paced looking through the files...
Then slowly looking through the files.
Well, the records hall was seemingly endless, so they had a lot of material to work with. Around five am, however, Phoebe struck a find.
In a file that started with the name...
Sorry, but you're going to have to wait till next chapter to find out! I'm evil aren't I?
It was eight o' clock when Phoebe and Day met outside a one-eyed with a humped back. Day grinned at Phoebe and tapped the hump, whispering the password. The statue swung forward and the two girls slipped in.
Phoebe looked up around the tunnel as they walked, "How'd you find out about this place Day?"
"I was told about it by some friends."
"Who would be?"
"The same people we're going to see now."
Phoebe tilted her head, "Who is there in Hogsmeade?"
Day looked over her shoulder and grinned, "Fred and George Weasley of course!"
Phoebe blinked and kept following Day, "Oh..."
I always knew Day had connections. Somehow I thought it was more like with the Michigan Mafia or something equally useless and nonexistent, but Fred and George Weasley... Wow, I mean, they have tricks and stuff that they are not even allowed to sell to the public. If Day had access to that sort of firepower, I would seriously be in trouble if we were not friends!
Time passed by ever so slowly in the tunnel. Phoebe amused herself with pulling Day's hair as they walked. I'm glad that this tunnel is too narrow for her to turn around and punch my lights out!
They finally came out in the basement of Honeydukes. Now, as any good trickster knows that the only way to sneak out of Honeydukes without tripping an alarm was to simply walk out the back door. It was only charmed on the outside, so leaving was perfectly fine. They could floo from the joke shop as Fred and George must know that they were coming, the way Day had been talking. Now, they had about two hours to get what they needed and get back. Well, until Erika found out they had snuck out of school to go to a joke shop for firepower.
The village was already vacant except for a few odd people out and about. It was still too warm out for cloaks, so they tried to remain as inconspicuous as possible. It was easy for Day, who was about the height of an adult, but Phoebe was still a bit short.
They quickly made their way into Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. Phoebe's face lit up in an evil grin as she took in her surroundings. The joke shop was unlike any other, unless you had been to any of their other twenty-five stores. There were shelves upon shelves of wondrous inventions, powders, gels, liquids, and solids. Just about anything you could think of was there, plus a few you would not. The pure design was a mad woman's dream, hence Phoebe feeling very much at home there.
Day walked up to the Weasley brothers with a mischievous grin, "Hello there Fred and George, we need some serious fire power today."
"The prank playing kind?" asked Fred.
"Or the distraction kind?" asked George.
Day thought, "Best be a bit of both, but we need distraction kind, and fast before Emily finds out Phoebe and I went on a little side trip from our plans."
Phoebe nodded to back up Day, "Yes, and do you have any of the 'stop following me around you fucked up creep!'"
George and Fred looked at each other, blinked, than burst into peals of laughter. George nodded, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, "We have plenty of that, we'll get on it right away."
Day and Phoebe waited as the twins set about getting the girls their arsenal.
"I can't believe she hasn't came back to the tower yet!"
"This is irresponsible, even for her!"
"Well come on you two, she's going through a lot!"
Morgaine, Larissa, and Cambria (in that speaking order) were in the Gryffindor Girl's sixth year dormitory, talking about a rather vivid subject: Phoebe not returning to the dorm, and it already being close to ten o' clock. She was gone past curfew, and that had not happened for quite a few months.
Morgaine and Larissa were lobbying back and forth basic insults about Phoebe in their irate mood, as they felt neglected in how she was separating herself. Cambria was actually being serious, telling her friends that Phoebe must have her reasons.
Of course real or imaginary reasons mattered little to Morgaine and Larissa, who were quite peeved to say the very least. They were planning on going to hunt down Phoebe, but that would mean breaking the rules themselves... well, there is a time and place for everything!
Cambria just shook her head. She really felt that Phoebe was sorting things out I her own way, and that if people bothered her, they would end up like DeMarcus, only with different parts being frozen. Of course she was not being listened to, but she was fairly used to that by now. They would do what they wanted, even if she warned against it.
And of course, she would have to take care of clean up when they got back.
Richard was in deep, deep shit. Not the normal level of shit he found himself in on a daily basis, but true and utter deep shit.
He was almost certain that someone had been following him back to the Slytherin Common room. And he was certain that if someone had been following him, that someone was not friendly. Come on fate! I just had to spend two weeks in Phoebe Williams' body! Haven't you tortured me enough?
Well, apparently not, because someone had been following him. And, goddamnit, that scared the crap out of him!
He really needed to talk to Phoebe about this. According to Snape, the girl had isolated herself, talking to no one. Not that Richard cared, of course not! Well, maybe a little, but hey! You couldn't blame a guy for being worried about the girl who's body he had spent two weeks in!
Heh... he really hoped Phoebe never asked him what happened all during those two weeks.
"Well, there you go!" George said cheerily, handing Day and Phoebe their items for the night.
The two girls left quickly and George turned to Fred.
"What do you reckon those two are after?"
"I'd say either record halls for blackmail, or possibly Dumbledore's with that arsenal."
"Really? I thought just about the same. Think it has anything to do with that Phoebe girl becoming a man for two weeks?"
"Dunno, probably. God, wouldn't it be wonderful to be in a girl's body for two weeks? I mean, think about it George, unlimited opportunities!"
George just shook his head, chuckling, "Right Fred, I'll give that some thought."
Fred stuck his tongue out at George, "stupid hormone lacking twin!"
Cambria walked sneakily through the castle. She was a bit unused to this. Not to say she followed the rules meticulously, but normally when she was out after hours she was with someone to help her along. Not that she needed help, but it was nice to have a friend along during a night of flagrant rule breaking.
And so she was walking through the eerily silent hallways as she made her way around. She was looking for Phoebe, and knowing Phoebe as she did, she would most likely be getting herself into a mess of trouble.
Oh well, as least she could probably guilt Phoebe into getting her chocolate or something.
And evil smirk crossed her face at that thought as she restrained a giggle at the thought of chocolate. Oh how thoughts could be the downfall of us all.
Oh well, she best get her mind off chocolate and onto the task at hand. Phoebe could be a tricky bugger to find, especially in a castle this size. Her mind wondered for a moment in looking around Professor Snape's chambers. The two of them had cleverly discovered the password to said chambers, and given their... erm, enthusiasm for the potion arts, they had made plans of making it useful.
Well, that is defiantly not to say that the two of them would ever think of doing anything with the professor that was not entirely academic... but girls could dream right?
Besides, there are laws against that sort of thing, so you people have nothing to worry about concerning Cambria's and Phoebe's chastity in regards to Snape... well, not until after graduation anyways.
Anyways, after that lovely tangent, we fid the reader redirected to Cambria as she searches for Phoebe. She was now currently in a hall that she did not recognize in the dark. However, she did hear voices.
She wasn't sure who the voices belonged to, but she was almost certain. Creeping around the corner, she smirked as she saw three girls.
Emily Bryan, Day Nichols, and Phoebe Natalie Williams.
Score!
Cambria snuck around and pounced.
Phoebe's scream was effectively muffled.
Cambria got off her friend as Phoebe glared at her.
"What do you think you're doing Cambria?" Phoebe hissed. "We're trying to sneak into the records halls!"
Cambria smirked and whispered, "Without me, you won't get too far Phoebs."
Emily sighed and whispered hurriedly, "Alright, just come on already, you can help Day stand guard!"
Tapping the map and saying the magic words, Day quickly led them to the records halls without a hitch in the arrangements.
Well, unless you call drop kicking Mrs. Norris down a stairwell a hitch, but Day just couldn't resist. Besides, Emily casted an effective pillowing charm to keep the poor cat from harm.
They quickly stationed at the records hall entrance and fumbling through her mental list of passwords. Come on Williams, you know this! You have to know this! You know every password in Hogwarts sides for the Hufflepuff common room, but that was of no use so why know it anyways?
With her mind whirling and twirling, she finally reached the answer. It was so obvious, how could one not guess it? Even if one was just stabbing in the dark! Taking a deep breath, Phoebe whispered the password.
"Cheese Monkeys are plotting the downfall of the jellyfish!"
Ok, so maybe it was not the easiest password to guess, but give Phoebe credit, she did figure it out.
And figure it out he had, the door swung open and the girls quickly entered. Day and Cambria took their position at the door to watch for anyone coming. Of course they would already know if someone was coming thanks to the ageless Marauders Map, but you can never be too careful... Unless you are named Tino.
Phoebe and Emily quickly started looking through the files...
Then moderately paced looking through the files...
Then slowly looking through the files.
Well, the records hall was seemingly endless, so they had a lot of material to work with. Around five am, however, Phoebe struck a find.
In a file that started with the name...
Sorry, but you're going to have to wait till next chapter to find out! I'm evil aren't I?