Hi everyone. I'm sorry I haven't written in so long. But I was kinda preoccupied with my other fic. I'm writing a parody of Harry Potter. Anyway here is the next chapter to anyone who is reading this. It is a bit short, but there is a reason.

Chapter 9 – Password Please

The Boys finished their detentions at about 9:30 at night. The first were supposed to be at bed by then but they had special permission to walk back to their dormitories. As the walked tiredly back the common room they didn't speak much. Occasionally one of them would try to start a conversation; it would only last a few minutes before they got bored of the topic and stopped.

"Hey," Said Sirius after a few minutes silence. "Has anyone been to a quidditch game before? I have it was cool."

James, who was very interested in the topic, replied and soon they were deep into a conversation about quidditch. "My mum almost didn't let me get the next Silver Arrow broom this year." Said James. "But I just kept saying please, can I have it, and then she let me have it in the end. I just said please about a million times."

Sirius smiled. "Hey, have any of you seen those brooms for little kids? They are like all painted with pretty colours and stuff."

"Yeah," James replied. "My sister wanted one. I don't know why anyone would want those brooms. But my sister wanted one with little flowers painted all over it..."

"Excuse me sir. But did you just say flowers?" Enquired a voice.

James stopped. "Who said that?"

"Sirius looked around, there was no one there. "I don't know..."

"Ahem, up here." They all turned and saw that they were standing next to a portrait of a man. He had light brown hair and an impatient face. In his frame, there was also a chair, decorated with silk and a vase of flowers. The flowers were all brightly coloured and there were many different species in the same vase. There were daffodils, roses, hibiscuses, sunflowers, daises, and many other types. The man looked incuriously down at them. He clicked his tongue impatiently before repeating the question. "Did you just say flowers?"

"Um..." James faltered. "I think so..."

"Well that's good." Interrupted the portrait. "I've haven't been able to open in ages because no one opened me. So now finally..." He swung open to reveal a hidden passage.

The boys stared at it. "Did I just say a password?" asked James.

"Well of course you did, now quick, go inside, I can't stay open forever." They walked inside before the portrait closed.

They were in darkness. It was pitch black. "Help." cried Peter, and started banging on the other side of the portrait. James stopped him and reached into his robes for his wand. "Um..." He said, realising he hadn't learnt any proper spells yet.

"Lumos." Remus said. His wand gave out light and they could all see again.

"How did you learn that?" James asked, trying the spell on his own wand.

"I read." Remus answered with a smile.

When Remus lighted his wand they could make out that they were in a small passage. The passage was only just tall enough for them and it was dank and dusty. The walls were made of dirt as was the floor and the ceiling. It looked like someone had just burrowed into the earth. Which they probably had done.

The boys set off down the passage. All four of them had their wands out and all of the wands were lighted. Peter stayed a little behind. He whimpered occasionally, but stayed quiet.

"The passage is going down hill." Said Remus eventually. It was true. The passage was descending and it was getting colder. But none of the boys wanted to turn back. They kept going down the dark hallway. James suddenly stopped. They stopped behind him.

"What's up James." Sirius asked.

"It's a door." James said. He already had his hand on the handle, ready to turn it.

"Wait." whispered Peter. "What if we come back in the middle of the day or something. It's so dark."

James rolled his eyes and muttered something about it always being dark because it was underground. Peter blushed. James slowly opened the door.

They stepped into a grand room. The floor was decorated with a silky dark blue carpet. The walls were painted creamy white. There were chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and bookshelfs on the one wall. The room was light. The fireplace was lit and there were couches and armchairs just waiting to be sat on. They all gasped. This was not what they were expecting. James stepped cautiously into the room and looked around. He turned around to his friends and smiled. This would be great, he thought. We can use this for a clubhouse.

James looked at Sirius and realised that he wasn't smiling. "Look out" Shouted Sirius urgently. James turned and cried out in horror...

-----------I just had to leave it there. Did I do a good job with the cliffy? I'm proud of it. Anyway, Thanks so much if you reviewed, you rule. I love it when ppl review, so guess what I'm going to say next...please review!