Seeeza: The usual...

Tári: School, school, school...

Seeeza: She's damn busy these days...

Tári: Won't even play with us...

Shitza: (Locks the door to her fathers office, where the computer is located) Well, one person will receive a shock when he reads this chapter. Hard to imagine, I've dedicated this chapter all for you. Well, it's my way of thanking you for helping me with a character that came to very much use. I love pranksters, so that's why this chapter will be named...

Chapter 9 Blaze

Previous...

They were just about to start, when all of sudden the tower shook and the glass broke. They fell...

Present...

Harry woke up, lying on what looked like a large rubber balloon. He tried to move his hand, it did, without any trouble. He tried to move his feet, it too moved, at his will. He was pretty sure he was dead.

He sat up, looking around in confusement. 'What the...'

He sat on a large pink bubble, which after some seconds burst. The five heirs, Hermione and the Telepathy Master fell down to the ground. From above they could hear laughter. Looking up they saw the Creevey Brothers and Blaze looking down at them.

"Blaze, you'll pay for this!" Draco said, helping Hermione up to her feet. Harry jumped back to his feet. Ron gave Cassandra a hand and Neville, well he was still on the ground shaking his head.

The day continued, their Telepathy class would delayed, much thanks to the new pranksters of Hogwarts. The five heirs, and especially Hermione kept an eye out for them, the pranksters. Yet somehow, the three pranksters had managed to keep themselves some steps further. For example, when Hermione had gone to the girls' bathroom, someone had overflowed the entire room. When all the water had flooded out in the corridors, the bathroom had very much started to look like Moaning Myrtle's one on the Second Floor. She had raging come back, all soaked. In a corner, somewhere, they could hear that annoying laughter yet again no one knew where they could have hidden.

They went for their Prophecy lesson on the first floor, with an old looking witch with huge round glasses. Somehow, that witch knew many good things she could tell them. For example how older prophecy's had turned to come alive. Like for example the legendary Muggle legend of King Arthur, which two hundred years before the events had turned out to be a prophecy only the Wizarding world knew about.

She also told them of old times, and how prophecy's suddenly came and went. She said... "Every day a Prophecy of any kind is made, it's just that people don't always realise it."

Harry thought about those words, remembering how much he had to think about. He had to dig up everything, and to that saying a lot.

The lesson ended with a small homework... "To work out the different ways on undisguising a Prophecy. Ron groaned at this. The Heir of Gryffindor surely hated homework.

They were happily enjoying their lunch, their only break for the day, as it felt. Ron was unusually quiet through it all, thinking of all the homework he had to work on. Hermione talked about the exiting, yet unusual day they had. Cassandra kept reading through her notes. Neville tried to tell her of, and succeeded in the end as she sighing put everything back in her bag.

Harry shook his head. He looked over to the other tables. The Gryffindors babbled happily about everything, the Ravenclaws were fixed on studying, not noticing if they ate food or napkins. The Slytherin's sat together, head close to each other's whispering evil small tricks to pull on the Gryffindors. The Hufflepuff looked anxiously at them, some walked over to the Gryffindor table to tell them. Draco shook his head and walked over to his house table and clearly made it clear for all Slytherins that anyone who would try to play any kind of foul trick on a Gryffindor would find themselves out of Hogwarts before they would be able to say serpent.

Ron also walked over to the Gryffindor table, telling the Gryffindors to lay all rivalry behind. That it belonged to the past.

Over at the Ravenclaw table Iris, one of the new girls, couldn't stop herself from looking over to the heirs table. To be honest she couldn't understand what could be so special about them, they all looked so normal. They all were laughing, joking and having their bad days. Yet, that Harry Potter. Why did she keep looking at him whenever she wasn't fully concentrated not to.

"Well" Cassandra said looking at the timetable. "We have another hour left, I suggest we go to the library for some studies."

"Cassandra" Ron said sighing. "Ever since you switched to Ravenclaw you started to become more and more like one of them. I do miss the old days in the Gryffindor common room. With you things aren't really the same." He added.

Cassandra blushed. "That's one of the sweetest things you've ever told me."

Ron blushed too and looked away. The hall rang with laughter.

"Ron, I clearly know what's going on between you and Cass. Do it now or you'll regret this." Neville told him.

Ron walked out, minutes later Cassandra grabbed her bag and followed, looking anxious. Those who wouldn't notice anything from this would surely be blind.

The rest of them indeed went to the library, as on only one day they had received so much homework they wondered if they would ever manage this.

Hermione ran through the shelves picking out a dozen of different books. They others watched her in awe, until she suddenly stopped.

"Where's it gone?" she said looking at a gap between two heavy books on Magical history.

"What are you looking for?" Harry asked.

"A Thousand Years of History, it's gone."

They heard laughter from behind, very familiar laughter, yet this time it seemed to be alone.

Blaze, as he was called, no one knew his real name, not even himself, walked up to them. He smiled broadly, showing them white gleaming teeth. He had short midnight-black hair, which looked very untidy, like if he hadn't brushed it for about a week. His eyes were blue, friendly looking, yet by the look of some deep ridiculous plans that had formed in his head, he didn't look like a person to trust at the moment. He was around five feet, eight inches tall. He looked kind of mysterious, and as they saw, he still hadn't learnt to obey the Hogwarts fashion.

"Hi Blaze, what's keeping you spying on my girlfriend?" Draco said.

"Nice seeing you too, Drake, kind of missed you too. Hope the world hasn't been to hard on you."

Draco snorted. "What do I look like" he answered. "A mouse?"

Everyone laughed. Cassandra and Ron entered the scene, holding hands.

"That would be impossible." Cassandra said. "The only mouse I can see are the one who has been putting frogs into Filch's bed."

"That must have been Dennis. Sure enough he'll pay hell for this."

They all laughed. Neville kept silent, thinking of the real person receiving hell for this.

"Besides, where you looking for this?" he asked Hermione giving her the book she had been so surprised not to have found.

Hermione nodded, yet she couldn't understand why anyone except she would really pay interest for it. It was extremely dull, but in her opinion interesting.

"My uncle was the History of magic teacher at Salem. I thought I would copy through the book and send the notes to him. I never knew it also attracted such a wonderful lady."

He kindly took Hermione's hand, yet unsure what to do she tried to move away. Yet he snatched it, looked at it, mumbled something and...

"Voila!" he said as silver sickles started to fall from her palm. She stiffed by shock and withdrew her hand. The sickle rain disappeared.

"How did you do that?" Ron asked in amazement. Blaze laughed.

"It's an old branch of magic from my ancestors. My great ancestor was known of being able to create silver from his palms, yet most of that magic disappears. Yet at least I don't need to go without money.

"And it's real?"

"Real as I am standing here."

Ron shook his head. Blaze smiled holding up his palm, it looked empty until two sickles appeared out of nowhere.

"See you later!" He told them and walked out. The heirs all shook their heads. What a fool!

Potions was the usual nightmare, yet Snape seemed to ignore them more then comment. Their wasn't much to comment and for Neville, Potions had took an abrupt turn ever since he had started to make healing Potions and on that way, trained himself on the mistakes he usually took.

Instead Snape had started to bully most of the newcomers. Harry killed his urge to go over to him and strangle him. He knew even thinking could mean trouble, especially since the others could read thoughts.

"Don't" Hermione mumbled as she walked over to borrow some tentacula sap from him. "He's not worth it, besides, we'll go and talk with him after the lesson."

She walked back to the cauldron she and Ron worked by.

Harry turned back to his and Neville's potion, which according to Neville held the perfect temperature.

Over by Parvati and Lavender's cauldron, things were worse. Lavender and Parvati had somehow managed to take the wrong ingredients adding powdered Bicorn Horn instead of Powdered Octopus Powder and also they had forgotten to add the Electric Eel Eyes.

Snape looked amused as he walked over to the cauldron and started to tell them of.

Harry, Hermione and Neville looked suspiciously over to Blaze, who looked as innocent as ever. Yet in his eyes, they could see the guilt.

The lesson ended in a explosion, as someone had accidentally dropped her wand in the flames, making the lesson unable to continue. However no one seemed to bother, they were happy to be off.

They left the dungeons, covered by some slimy potion. Hermione, acting as a real show off, had seconds before the liquid had started to pour down on everyone, shielded herself from it. She had turned out to be the only one who wasn't covered in anything. Harry barely had time to sigh, before heading to the showers to get this slimy thing off.

The last thing, except for Astronomy around midnight, was Levitation, which passed by rather quickly. Of course, as wind elements where her element, Cassandra didn't show up until the end of class, surprising them with levitating all of them outside and dropped them in the lake. Which clearly showed their Levitation Master, a skinny bald wizard, who seemed to be able to yell for hours, that she wouldn't need to learn this rubbish since she had already mastered most things when she was young. She headed straight back to the library, where she kept studying. Ron shook his head. He mumbled something about the Ravenclaws destroying the little sense she had.

Yet, as the sun went down, the heirs took a well-deserved rest. They didn't know what three Gryffindors planned right outside their windows. Colin held an ice filled metal bucket. Dennis had some mousetraps. Blaze kept giving out instructions for their next prank... Rough awakening.

So sleep little heirs. Sleep while you can. No one knew what to expect in about two to three hours.

To Reviewers: Sorry for keeping you all waiting, and sorry for this chapters shortness. I'll try to update one more time this weekend.

Nightwing 509: Happy you enjoyed, hope you laughed as much in this.

blaze potter: I do hope you liked this chapter, and I must thank you once again for helping me to make such a great character. I did pair you up with the Creevey brothers, I understand you may wonder, yet I think those as the next generation of pranksters. I don't think Harry or the others would have time during these exhausting days. Also, McGonagall will make certain things clear, we'll see what happens to Blaze in next chapter.

I know you hate cliffhangers, feels so sorry for you, yet don't worry. I won't kill the heirs... yet I think. (laughs evilly) No, just joking. You guys would probably chase me down and kill me if I did anything of the sort.

ThE 3 cAbAlLeRoS: Sorry for the delay, here's next chapter, I hope you liked it as much as I did.

Allacaya: Cassandra has only one brother, she's all-alone by now. You know, in HotF I had an idea of putting the sad history in the chapter with the Heirs visiting Hagrid in the snowstorm. It was cut out, but now it's back. Thanks for reviewing!

midnight-fox-55: Sorry for the delay, here's the new chapter. Hope you enjoyed.

Erin Heather Cochrane: So sorry for the long time of updating. I had too much of school, you see. Anyway, I'm back... hope you liked this chapter.

gary: Long time ago, glad you are back. Here's the next chapter, hope you liked it.

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End notes: Hey, wait a minute, don't try to walk away yet. I have some things to say. My friend vJackiev have posted up dreams again, on her bio. Read it, and ignore her comments about it. It's not horrible as she says. Please read and review that too, since I am one of the authors of it. Well, better go. Have another chapter to write. See you all there!

Shitza