A/N: Hello all! Even if I'm getting no reviews it's okay! I'm stilling going to keep putting this up. Here's a fun short chapter and I hope you enjoy it.

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Chapter 6

"I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good."

Halloween came and left, as did Bella's birthday, though she wasn't in the mood to celebrate at the time. Sandra had continually asked what was wrong but Bella shrugged her off offensively until Sandra stop trying. Bella didn't want any part of her friendship. She really thought she could trust her and she looked up to her. Now she didn't know what to feel.

The Gryffindors had won their match against Slytherin and Charlie looked very excited. He was expecting an easy victory and knew they would do well against Slytherin but that wasn't the only reason why he was so anxious. After the match Jaycee had come to celebrate with the team and had kissed Charlie on the cheek. It was a customary thing for her but this time she noticed that he had a tinge of pink appear on his face right after. She questioned Charlie if he was okay and told her he'd tell her after the match with Hufflepuff. Jaycee sighed repugnantly…

"I supposed your little friend will be waiting for your instructions?" she said bitterly.

Charlie couldn't help but smile. As much as he thought that Bill was a tad overconfident in his view of dealing with girls, he had to admit that he had made a good point in Jaycee's behavior. Why else would she get jealous?

Meanwhile, the twins were still getting nowhere with their understanding of the blank parchment. Both Jonathan and Lee were getting impatient with it and had wanted to abandon it completely. But the boys didn't… they had feeling that it would serve them in the future for something but what? It would all be made clear in Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"Thank you Miss Moonfrey!" said Bella as she received her test results.

As usual, Bella had gotten very good grades on the last exam. The others in her year muttered under their breath about it but Bella tried to block it out. She didn't let it bother her and knew they would have said something about her whether she had gotten good grades or not. Besides, this allowed her to take her mind off other things. As she stepped out she saw the twins in the hall waiting to enter the classroom.

"Hello you two, you've still got a few minutes in between periods. Why are you here?"

"We're hiding," said George.

"Yeah… Peeves has been worse then ever! He's got it in for us," said Fred.

"And specially Jonathan! I suggest you lay low too Bella,"

"Oh please! He's not that bad. When you deal with him once he doesn't dare come back for you. Just stand up to him," he preached.

"We don't know enough spells to do that just yet but we will!"

"If only Bill were here! He knows loads of -" stated Fred until he looked up at Bella.

Her expression had changed a bit but she wiped it off and put on a brave smile.

"Well… I've got to go. Don't make the teacher explode," she said and she marched off.

"Smart of you, really Fred!"

"Sorry! I always forget she doesn't like to hear his name,"

"Well, the classroom is empty so maybe we should just go in,"

As they entered they found out that they weren't alone. Professor Lakia Moonfrey was tidying up the blackboard and arranging her papers for the first years. Fred and George awkwardly walked in and took their seats quietly. She continued to clean without looking at them so the boys believed she didn't really mind their presence. They sat there for about 5 minutes until George saw Fred do something that made his heart stop.

"What are you doing?" he said looking at Fred who had just pulled out the parchment.

"I'm just wondering… I mean, we still have 10 minutes until classes start so I just want to look at it to pass the time…"

"But… Moonfrey?" George hushed.

"She's busy… besides, we still don't know what this thing does. She can't suspend us for having a blank parchment," said Fred.

"I guess… looks old doesn't it? I mean, you'd think if it didn't serve anyone it would have been thrown away. Do you think it has a powerful spell that only great wizards know?" theorized George.

"Maybe… or directions to some secret place," added Fred.

"But how do we get it to work? I think we've tried everything in our Charms book,"

They gazed at the browning paper and threw a look at Moonfrey.

"Maybe it has to do with the Dark Arts!" said George, no longer noticing the tone of his voice.

"What if You-know-who used it in his day??"

"Don't be stupid! Why would you-know-who leave it at Hogwarts?"

"It was confiscated remember? I'm sure you-know-who must have gone to this school at one time or another... I mean, he wasn't born the scum of the earth,"

"Maybe he was? All the people he killed, I mean he fried the lot of them,"

"Burnt to a crisp I'm sure! And he might have used this evil thing as part of his - oh, a list of Death Eaters! Yeah! Or a list of all the people that died during -"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!"

From the back of the hall came the sound of Miss Moonfrey's voice. She put the rag down and walked up to the twins who looked suddenly terrified. This was the first time she had ever raised her voice before them and took a deadly serious tone to it. The boys, stiff with shock, saw their teacher pick up the blank parchment and look at it quizzically.

"So this is what all the fuss is about? This is what's worth de-facing the memory of all those who lost their lives during the reign of the Dark Lord? A blank piece of parchment?" she said angrily. "My father had laid down his life to fight him and all you boys can say is that he was FRIED!"

The twins didn't know what to say. Miss Moonfrey took the parchment and went to her desk to examine it. The boys were very nervous. They were just speculating things, they never meant to insult anyone! They both got up and walked over to the teacher's desk eagerly. Lakia had tapped it with her wands a few times before they made it to her. She laid down the parchment next to her and let her wand drop on top of it. She looked up at the boys tensely.

"Well…what do you have to say for yourselves?" she said dangerously.

"Miss Moonfrey…"

"We swear…"

"We solemnly swear…"

"That we're up to no good!" came Jonathan's voice from behind as he laughed and ran over to his desk.

Miss Moonfrey frowned. They turned their heads to scowl at Jonathan who realized that he had just gotten them into more trouble. With the twin's hazel eyes boring into him, Jonathan quickly decided to stay put. The boys stared at the desk fearfully when they both suddenly realized…the parchment was no longer blank…

They both brought their gaze back onto their teacher so she wouldn't notice that the parchment had begun to bleed out words. Miss Moonfrey continued to look at them sternly and they knew that they looked more nervous then ever. Jonathan looked at them and thought: "Maybe I shouldn't be here to witness this," and slowly walked out of the classroom leaving his things behind. As Fred made sure to look right at Moonfrey, George took a last look at the parchment and saw what was now written:

"If what you say is true, then Mr. Prongs asks if you would be willing to keep the secrets that this parchment holds. Speak truly, for those who need not cause mischief are not worthy of our ranks,"

"Well… Was Mr. Scott accurate? Were you doing this just to annoy me?" she asked.

"N-"

"YES!" cried George as Fred looked at him questioningly.

"Oh Really…" began Lakia's voice as George nodded his head to make Fred look at the parchment as he stared at her.

As Fred gazed upon the last words written and saw them drain back into the parchment and come out in a different form. Something new was written:

"Mr. Padfoot would like to ask if you are unafraid of rules and are aware that these secrets might put you in a tight spot. Well? Are you?"

"So you'd both be willing to get a detention at cost of your fun?" said Miss Moonfrey as Fred's eyes lifted to look at her face.

"YES!" forced Fred nervously and saw another message was being written. They were getting in over their heads!

"Mr. Moony would like to say that true pranksters know a good opportunity when they see it… You must be willing to use this only for the sake of fun and not to impress anyone. I must ask again to swear by this and repeat: "I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good."

"I know you both like to pull pranks but saying things like that is no way to talk to anyone whether I'm a teacher or not. Well what do you have to say about it?" she said.

"… We-we-…" they both babbled.

"… We solemnly swear we're up to no good!" they both repeated in unison with both their eyes shut.

Then, there was one final message: "Mr. Wormtail would like to say that this oath has been taken and breaking it would… well, it would just be a shame now wouldn't it? Welcome Marauders!"

"Well, if that's how you're going to be…" said Lakia as the final words dissolved.

"Take your parchment and go see Professor McGonagall right this instant and tell what you're both 'up to'," Barely looking at it, she rolled it up and handed it to one of the boys.

"Y-y-yes!" muttered George.

"Of course!" said Fred as he grabbed it and went dashing out of the classroom.

As they left, there was Jonathan standing outside the class door but the boys didn't stop to talk. They flew straight down the corridor like a pair of red tornados not caring who they bumped into or what was going on around them. Jonathan looked at them run off gave a final shout.

"I guess you got another detention right! Good luck with McGonagall!" he said laughing and waving.