Saturday night. The night. The night that Ron was supposed to find out if he was immature from Violet at eight o'clock in the Great Hall.

Violet was there at eight waiting patiently. At 8:15 a little less patiently. At 8:20 she was a little upset. At 8:25 she was really upset. At 8:30 she was down right mad.

Violet stormed out of the Great Hall and grabbed the first Gryffindor she saw..

"Congratulations, you're taking me to the Gryffindor commonroom. Now." She hissed at a very terrified Colin Creevey.

"But--but, but that's not allowed!" he sputtered.

"Yes, well, I'm in Hufflepuff. Rules don't apply to me and I'm infamous for my violent ways, so get moving."

The still terrified boy led Violet all the way to the Fat Lady painting and then ran as fast as he could. Violet didn't care, she was at her destination.

"Password?" the Fat Lady droned.

"I don't have a password, but you'll be letting me in despite." Violet informed the portrait. She was an avid Star Wars fan, and despite the fact that very few others in the school had ever heard of it, they often fell victim to Jedi mind tricks.

"I will?" the Fat Lady raised an eyebrow.

"Yes."

"And why's that?"
"Because I happen to have a younger brother who taught me how to draw on any surface. Paintings included." Sure, it wasn't exactly a Jedi mind trick, but just as effective.

The portrait swung open and Violet stepped in.

It was 8:40 and only a few Gryffindors were left in the commonroom. Violet spotted Ron over in a corner with a wizard's chess table with Harry.

"I feel bad for her, mate, but you did the right thing." Harry assured his friend.
"I know...It'd just be wrong if I had gone, right?" Ron questioned despite knowing the answer.

Harry nodded.

Violet narrowed her eyes and continued watching. It took three long minutes before the two felt her eyes boring into them. Ron quickly went over to the obviusly angered girl.

"Violet! You see I was going to come but-" Ron struggled with some lame exscuce that wasn't coming to mind fast enough.
"Ron, I realize I'm in Hufflefpuff. And I realize that to the other houses, we're looked down upon as being a tad bit dim. And I also realize that you're reputation can't suffer such a staggering blow as to be seen with someone like me." Violet's voice was fake and filled with mock understanding.

"You do?" Ron sounded almost relieved.

"And since I'm in Hufflepuff, I treat everyone equally. So I won't just be making your life hell, but your entire house." Violet hissed.

"How?" Ron asked with slight horror. "You couldn't!"

"Oh really? You think I just stumbled into your commonroom on accident, then? Never question a girl who can take a hit hard enough to draw blood and giggle, Weasley."

And with that Violet left a nervous Ron behind.

"Harry, you know how pretty much the whole house told me not to go with Violet tonight?" Ron asked his friend.
"Yes..."
"And you know how we both kinda thought that'd be a bad idea?"
"Yes..."
"We were kinda very right." Ron choked out the words.

Life went on in the Hufflepuff commonroom. Not really as usual since not many things were usual in there anymore.

"Would you classify Violet as stable?" Amber asked.
"No." June's tone was short and direct.
"Would you say that at one point she was stable?"
"Yes."
"But not now?"
"No."
"Then should we remove Bree from her shoulder?"
"No."

Violet was sitting stony faced on the a couch in the common room, Bree's face on her shoulder as the pregnant girl sobbed. Three months along and freaking out. Matt was passed out on another couch, and all around the room people were busy. Some doing homework, some playing games, but most were making plans.

Vengeful, elaborate plans that would take quite a bit of work.

And a few to cause quite a bit of pain.

As it turned out, Hufflepuff was full of some secretly dark minds. Secretly very dark.

"I'm (sob) pregnant! I never wanted kids! It was supposed to be me and my (sob) business and own life!" Bree cried.

Violet didn't move to acknowledge the crying girl. The only reason she was even on Violet was because Matt was asleep and she was closest.

"I'm so-s--so scared! (sob)"

No movement.

"Why meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! (sob)"
"The reason probably has something to do with all the sex you had." June snorted from her homework."There's no need to be so rude, she's facing the consequences." Amber shot back.
"And oh so elegantly." June's voice was dripping with sarcasm.

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhh! Why me! Why can't I be in an understanding house!" Bree wailed. Normally the girl was calm and sensible. She had her hair cut pixie style because it was the easiest, she didn't put on much make up because it took too long, and she thought things through. Normally.

"How is Matt sleeping through all this?" Amber wondered out loud.

"If he sleeps through this he's gonna sleep through the cries of a baaaabyyyyyyy!" Bree wailed some more before falling over onto Violet again.

Violet abruptley stood up and walked out of the commonroom, leaving Bree to fall onto the couch off of her.

"Where are you going?" June called after her.

"Where do you think she's going? She's mad as hell and has had that big bag of hormones crying on her for he past two and a half hours." Amber snorted.

Both girls shot out of their seats after Violet."Why are you going?" Amber asked.
"To make sure she doesn't do anything stupid! Why are you going?" June insisted.
"To make sure I don't miss it if she does something stupid!"

The two looked down the halls around them, checking for any signs of movement.

Not even a shadow was present.

"How did she do that?" June wondered.

The two had to roam the halls for half an hour before Violet reappeared to them on the third floor. She reappeared holding a very familiar light.

"Violet, that isn't-" June started, horror in her voice.
"It is." Violet replied smugly.

"But how'd you-?" Amber started with awe in her voice.

"Get Filch's light? Easy. I pushed him from behind and took it. Then ran to the Gryffindor commonroom before taking a few short cuts here."

"Oh, Violet, how could you?" June breathed.

"Easy. I hate Filch for being a bitch in my first year. And I hate the Gryffindor house." Violet casually explained.

"Why do you hate the Gryffindor house?" Amber asked.

Violet just looked at the girl as if she had asked why the shoes go one your feet and walked away to her own common room.

"Remind me never to piss her off." Amber quietly hissed to June, who nodded in agreement.

A/N: There. Have another chapter. Even though only ONE person reviewed last time. Noooooo, I'm not bitter. Noooooooo, my feelings aren't hurt AT ALL.

It's a good thing Abandoned Playground is as nice as she is...Grr...