Choey and Sweety walked in the opposite direction of Cutie and Vamp, still shaking their heads at their odd and outdated behaviour.
"So, wait, which was is his office again?" Choey asked in a whisper.
Sweety pointed to a passageway hidden behind a painting of a dragon. The two girls tiptoed along the passageway, jumping at every little noise. Choey silently prayed that hers and Vamp's potion in the candy canes would work if the DID happen to get caught.
Choey watched in fascination as Sweety unlocked the door with the wire from her braces. Then, as Sweety entered, Choey glanced around one last time to make sure there was no one around. She pulled the door silently shut behind her.
Inside the office were all sorts of chaotic papers. Harry, apparently, wasn't one for neatness. Choey's fingers twitched slightly, for her OCD was going haywire at the sight of this office obviously lacking organization.
"Where should we start?" she asked.
Choey rolled her eyes and said, "Reparo!" Instantly, Sweety's braces flew back together and she could close her mouth and talk properly again. Then, she pointed at the drawer and said, "Alohomora!" lazily. The drawer sprang open, revealing a jumbled mess of stuff.
"Ugh! What's he been keeping in here?" Sweety exclaimed, poking a mouldy-looking lump with the tip of her wand.
"I don't think I want to know..." Choey said queasily. "You know what? Sweety, you can look in this drawer. I'll just tackle something else...on the other side of the room..."
"Choey, come look at this," Sweety called. Choey came over and glanced at the parchment in Sweety's hand.
"What?" she asked. "It's a piece of parchment. Throw it away, for goodness' sake! I swear, if what we doing wasn't against the rules, I'd scold Harry for making my OCD go haywire!"
"No, I have a feeling it's something more," Sweety insisted.
"Reveilius!" Choey chanted, pointing at the parchment. Nothing. "See? It's just old parchment. Just really...really...old...what the?" For words had just begun unfurling themselves on the parchment.
"You're welcome on the office being cleaned," Choey replied, smiling shyly, the shadow of a blush crossing her face. "My OCD made me do it."
"So, show us!" Sweety said, trying to keep the fear from coming through in her voice.
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good..."
"Sweety!" Choey said, elbowing her in the ribs. Choey had been raised with a very obsessive take on being polite. "You'll have to excuse her, it's late, people don't think when it's late and-" Harry held up his hand to stop her. "It's okay."
He turned around to look out the solitary window opposite them. Sweety took the time to stick her tongue out at Choey while Harry wasn't looking, for she was sure he'd find it very juvenile. Choey simply gave the puppy dog eyes and Sweety felt a miniscule, extremely slight pang of guilt.
"Sweety!" Choey said between clenched teeth, so Harry couldn't hear her. "What bad memories?" she asked before she realized the question was out of her mouth. She slapped her hand over her mouth and looked horrified. "I'm sorry, you don't have to answer that."
"Now who's being 'rude'?" Sweety said indignantly.
"Oh, but...but..." Choey began, telling her upbringing to go take a hike. Harry just gave her a stern look. She sighed a bowed her head, then looked up with the puppy dog eyes, hoping beyond hope that Harry wasn't immune to them. He chuckled, but shooed her out the door.
Sweety was waiting patiently for her.
"He's immune to the puppy dog eyes," she said, pouting. "And that stupid parchment called me a neat freak!" Sweety laughed, then remembered they weren't supposed to be out of bed.
"Are we meeting the others in the Bubble Room?" Sweety asked.
"I think so," Choey replied. The two girls checked to see if the coast was clear, then started walking cautiously to the nearest secret passageway, hidden behind a statue. As they passed it, Choey stubbed her toe very hard. She started letting out a slue (sp?) of swears, forgetting to keep her voice down.
"Choey!" Sweety breathed, grabbing the cursing girl's arm. "Someone will hear us! Shut up!"
"Hey! Who's out there?"
"Eek! Not good!" Choey squeaked.
"Yes, we will, Headmistress," Harry replied, smiling. The Headmistress' blush deepened and she shuffled away hurriedly.
"Thanks for bailing us out!" Choey said.
"I liked to snoop when I was at Hogwarts, so let's just say it's a favour from troublemaker to troublemaker." Harry grinned. Choey and Sweety both blushed.
"I second that!" Choey added. She turned to go towards the Calisto common room. As she was walking, she heard frantic whispering. She quickly hid behind a statue.
"...came here all of a sudden! Nobody knows why he left! They say it had to do with DEATH!" The other person gasped. Choey leaned a little forward, straining her ears. The voices were approaching her hiding place.
"He's plotting something! It's a conspiracy, it must be!" Choey recognized that voice to belong to Nulmit. She leaned a little more forward, not realizing that she was tipping the statue. Just as the Nulmit and her partner rounded the corner, CRASH! The statue went down.
"I really have to stop knocking things over!" Choey thought, then fear started taking her over as the two people said, "Who's there?" But no sooner had they said that, then Choey found herself safely in her dormitory.
"Good old Vamp!" she said, smiling to herself.