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"Hera, what did you think you were doing?" Carolyna asked as we walked back to the dorm.
"I don't know," I answered truthfully.
"Look, just because your father is the Head Master doesn't mean he won't expel you."
"He wouldn't dare," I stated. The Fat Lady glared at us, probably still remembering the time I'd tried to add several canary custards to her picture.
"Are you so sure of that Hera?" Cait asked as we entered the comman room.
"Of course." Both the twins shrugged as I flopped into one of the chairs.
"Cait, did you start your potions homework yet?"
"Not yet Rahne. Why, do you need help with yours?"
"Yeah, I don't understand this one part." I shook my head tuning them out and starting on my own homework, which was to practice with my teacup. I couldn't make it turn into a mouse, no matter how hard I tried. So far the closest I'd gotten was giving it a tail. I muttered the incantation under my breath and used the proper wand movements.
"Hera!" I looked up and burst out laughing. My spell had missed the tea cup and hit Apryl Wood's bottle of broom polish, which was now running on four little legs under the table.
"Oops," I muttered quickly turning it back.
"It's okay Hera. Just try to be more careful next time."
"Yes Apryl," I said looking at the floor wishing I could get the spell right.
"Hey, Apryl when's our practice time again?" Dane asked walking in with his broom.
"Tomorrow at seven," Apryl stated going back to polishing her broom. Dane nodded sitting down next to Rahne by the fire place.
"Hey Aunt Dromie," he said with a smile as Rahne scowled.
"You know I hate being called that."
"What? Aunt or Dromie?"
"Both."
"I'm not calling you Rahne. That's mum's name."
"Fine, just don't call me Aunt. I'm freaking twelve years old. Why my half sister got married and have kids is beyond me."
"Dromie, knock off the drama," Cait and Carolyna said in usison as they took turns hovering stuff around the comman room.
"Didn't you learn levitation last year?" Percival asked walking into the common room. His red hair laying perfectly flat as he survayed the room.
"We're just practicing," Cait muttered not looking up at our older cousin. He was the worst of all of us, at least in my opinion. He never had any fun. From what I'd heard, his father was the same way, only much worse.
"Well keep it down. There's people doing homework and studying. Exams are only five months away. " Cait glanced at me not even moving her head. Just barely I nodded in her direction. A hint of a smile played on her face as she muttered something softly and waved her wand behind her back. She then tossed something to Carolina, who then dropped the small object on the floor and kicked it towards the fire place where Lizzie was laying. She scooped up the object, looked at it, and smiled.
"Hey, Percival, lose something?" she yelled interrupting Percival's speech on how studying should be done silently.
"What?" He looked up and realized his belt buckle was gone and his robe was slightly hanging open revealing his plaid long underwear. Rahne burst out laughing which caused Percival to blush the same bright red as his underwear.
"Give that back," he yelled at Lizzie who simply smiled and didn't move.
"Give what back?" she asked innocently as she tossed the buckle towards me and Cait. However, the buckle never reached us. A pale hand grabbed it out thin air so fast almost none of us saw it.
"That's not fair Delphie," Percival howled looking more like a whiney child than the whiny fourteen year old he was.
"No one said life is fair Junior," Delphie replied cooly as she handed him the belt buckle.
"Don't call me Junior, it's Percival!"
"Sure, whatever. Look Perc, leave them alone. If they want to make noise they can, but I didn't hear much noise coming from them. Wait until you're a prefect before you start making their lives miserable."
"My father was a prefect," Percival bragged as Delphine rolled her blue eyes, her silver hair swishing behind her.
"We all know Perc. Now leave our poor little cousins alone, unless you want me to send dad an owl on you." Percival's face paled as Lizzie and I laughed.
"You..you... you wouldn't dare," Percival stuttered as Delphine just smiled.
"Don't be so sure about that cuz," she replied before walking off leaving Percival staring at her retreating back. Cait and Carolyna just shook their heads and went back to levitating their spell books.
"Hera, have you even started your homework yet?" Lizzie asked looking up at me.
"Nope, I mean besides transfiguring Apryl's polish into an almost mouse."
"You really should get it started. You know what my mom says."
"Do you have to keep telling me that? I mean, I don't want to be prefect or head of my class like she was. I just want to get out of here!" I snapped as I stood up and stalked off leaving Lizzie sitting there with her mouth hanging open.