Chapter 18

"THAT WAS SO COOL!" said Rachelle excitedly as The Odds and Hermione headed to Potions together.

"Yeah, I love that song," said Tiffany.

"SO DO THE LEMONS!!!" said Bita happily.

"OK, BITA, FOR THE LAST TIME…THE…LEMONS…ARE…DEAD! SAY IT WITH ME: D-E-A-D," said Tiffany hysterically, turning around and shaking Bita with every syllable.

"No, they're not. They're just fine," said Bita stubbornly, glaring at Tiffany.

"Yes, they are," said Tiffany, talking a little calmer than before.

"No, they're not."

"Yes, they are."

"No, they're fine."

"No, they aren't."

"THE LEMONS AREN'T DEAD!"

"YES, THEY ARE!" shouted Rachelle and Tiffany simultaneously.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" cried Bita as she burst into uncontrollable sobs and ran to a nearby tree, where she pulled out Jonny and kissed him fondly.

"She's going to be late to Potions," Tiffany observed.

"Yeah…oh well," said Rachelle as they continued walking back to the castle.

When Rachelle, Tiffany, and Hermione finally made it to the dungeons, they found Bita sitting outside of the door to the Potions room.

"What…HOW DID YOU GET HERE SO FAST?" Tiffany asked her incredulously.

"Get where?" asked Bita.

"UGH! Never mind, my dear, intelligent friend. Why haven't you gone in?" Tiffany asked, gesturing to the door.

"I just got here," said Bita.

Tiffany rolled her eyes, walked around Bita, and went inside the classroom with Rachelle and Hermione following her lead.

When the three friends entered the classroom, they noticed that a piece of chalk was writing on the chalkboard all on its own, just like it had in Professor McGonagall's class. It seemed to be writing a book assignment, also just as Professor McGonagall's chalk had.

Snape looked up from where he was sitting at his desk and glared at the three girls. He waved his wand at the piece of chalk, which stopped scribbling the assignment and began composing a new message.

"Why are you three girls late?"it wrote.

"WE'RE THREE GIRLS AND A LLAMA, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!" Rachelle said indignantly.

Snape stared at her, no longer glaring.

"A…llama?" wrote the chalk underneath the first message.

"Yes. Bob the llama," Rachelle said matter-of-factly.

"And where is…Bob?" wrote the chalk.

"Right THERE! Can't you see him?" Rachelle asked, pointing to a space between herself and Tiffany.

"JUST SIT DOWN!" wrote the piece of chalk furiously. Apparently Snape wasn't in the mood to deal with Rachelle's imaginary friends.

Rachelle and Tiffany found seats near the back of the classroom and Hermione sat behind them.

Halfway through class, Rachelle realized Bita never came in after them.

"Where's Bita?" she asked Tiffany worriedly.

"Oh no, didn't she ever come in??" Tiffany asked.

"No, I don't think so," said Rachelle, turning around in her seat and scanning the room.

"Great…I bet she went after Waffle Pudding," Tiffany groaned.

"Prob– AH!"

Rachelle jumped after she turned around in her chair to ask Hermione if she knew where Bita could be. Bita was now sitting in the chair next to Hermione.

"BITA, HOW DID YOU GET THERE?" Rachelle hissed.

"No idea!" said Bita happily.

"Really, Bita, you don't know how you got there without us noticing?" Tiffany asked.

"No."

Snape popped out of nowhere and stood next to Rachelle, staring icily at her, then pointed to the board.

"Ten house points from each of you for not staying on task…including Bob," the chalk had written.

Rachelle's eyes grew wide and she pulled out her Potions book, starting on the assignment. Tiffany, Bita, and Hermione followed suit. But as soon as Snape had returned to his desk, Rachelle turned to Tiffany and whispered, "No one cares about Bob!"