Disclaimer: Like I said, I don't own Harry Potter.
Chapte One: Getting In and Out of Trouble
"Ron! Harry! Wait up!" Hermione yelled from the hallway. Ron and Harry stopped in the middle of the conversation, standing in the hallway waiting for Hermione to hurry up.
"Hermione, why do you still take so many courses, even though we're in our seventh year?" Ron asked. "This is supposed to be our hardest year already, and you want to more classes. Why?"
"Because I like being deucated. Besides, I'm thinking about trying to teach here at Hogwarts," she said matter-of-factly, finishing stuffing her Arithmancy book into her bag.
"Good luck with that," Ron said. "With the luck the school's been having you'll be stuck into the one job nobody wants, Defense Against the Dark Arts."
"So?" Hermione asked, hands on her hips in a very agressive manner.
"Can we go to dinner now?" Harry asked, feeling his stomach rumble from hunger.
"Yes," Hermione and Ron said in unision.
Ron and Hermione didn't talk for the rest of the evening, despite how much they had to talk to Harry about. He was used to this by now, the constant bickering and fighting. They've been getting better about it though, Harry admitted to himself watching Ron point to a basket of freshly buttered rolls and waving his hand at Hermione. They used to be playing the worst pranks in the world on each other. Ron causing all of her pens to fly around the room and write nasty words on the walls, and then Hermione retailiating by causing all of his clothes and hair to turn florescent pink, and make his bag whistle at every guy that passed by him. And man was that annoying always having to walk slightly in front of Ron or his bag would start whistling.
Harry was brought out of his memorative state by Hermione's sudden shout at Ron. "You could at least mouth please Ronald!" she spat, throwing a roll directly into his bowl of pea soup, causing it to splatter all over his robes. Ron very calmly pulled the roll out of his soup, placed it on his plate, and picked up his spoon again. Harry turned back to his own porkchops and mashed potatoes, when a scream from Hermione brought his attention back to them. From the look on Ron's face and the look of Hermione's face and robes, Ron had flung some of the pea soup on her.
Hermione's face turned bright red with rage, and she grabbed the nearest piece of food, which happened to be Harry's mashed potatoes, as she was sitting next to him and Ron was across from both of them, and flung it at Ron, hitting him straight in the face. Just at that moment, all the food disappeared, and the desserts appeared. Ron, grabbed a blackberry pie and flung it at Hermione, hitting her square in the face as well. Hermione grabbed a sweet roll and flung it at Ron. Her aim being a bit off though, she missed, sending the sweet roll flying and hitting a Slytherin boy, who ended up being Malfoy. Malfoy turned around, and threw the sweet roll back at the first Gryffindor he could see, which happened to be Ginny. Seeing that it had been Ginny who had been hit with a sweet roll, Ron turned around and flung a piece of cherry cobbler back at Malfoy. What happened after that, was the first food fight Hogwarts had ever seen, it all of it's many years of magical learning. Food was flying from one corner of the room to the other, many students were banishing and summoning food to banish with their wands, and slamming food into students everywhere. Some students were even hexing each other through fragments of food, and were conjuring food to throw.
"Enough!" McGonagall yelled, standing and pulling out her wand to face the food enshrouded student body. "Evanasco!" she said pointing her wand at the group. All the food disappeared from the walls, tables, and floor, but all the food on the robes stayed there. "If you've been hexed or jinxed, as I know some were throwing curses not food, please stay behind to have the countercurses performed. But, would Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger, and Mr. and Ms. Weasley, and Mr. Malfoy please follow me at this moment." McGonagall's face and voice were full of disappointment and anger. They all followed Professor McGonagall into a spare room. Professor McGonagall conjured chairs for them to sit in while she stood in silent thought with her hands behind his back. Professor Slughorn and Professor Lupin came in shortly after they arrived.
"Who started the fight Harry?" McGonagall asked. Harry looked at his friends, Ron and Hermione, before answering, "To tell the truth Professor I really don't know."
"It was Hermione Professor," Ron pipped up. "She threw a roll into my soup splashing it onto my robes.
"And then you flung soup onto me," Hermione said. "You're still to blame."
"And how does Mr. Malfoy fit into this situation?" Slughorn asked.
"I got pelted with a sweet roll and threw it back," Draco said.
"And you hit me with it," Ginny said, turning her angry expressions onto Draco. "I didn't even participate in the opening part of the"
Ginny was cut off in midsentence from surprise of a vortex opening above them, and extending over them. Wind and the air around them seemed to be sucked up into it's pit. Very quickly, Draco, Ginny, Ron, Hermione and Harry were all sucked up into.
When they came out of the vortex, they landed onto a hard rock floor. "Oh my beard," came an old voice from behind them. Everyone turned to look, and there stood the greatest wizard of all time, Merlin the Magnificent.
A/N: I know the prologue was short, but plz R&R.