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Chapter eighteen: The First Attack

The next morning while everyone was in their first period classes, Andy's mournful voice echoed through out the castle,

"Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,
Trash it, change it, melt- upgrade it,
Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick- erase it,
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick- rewrite it,
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,
Drag and drop it, zip- unzip it!" she sang with not a lot of enthusiasm, many teachers had charmed their doors to block her out, as she sang and cleaned the floor. The teachers had been given strict instructions from Dumbledore not to distract her and Lemo. Since he knew that as soon as someone did, they would completely forget about what they were doing.

"Andy, do you think we're almost done?" Lemo asked Andy who was sitting in about an inch of water still singing mournfully, Lemo sighed, she knew there was no point in ignoring it anymore, "What's up Andy?"

Andy stopped singing immediately and looked glumly up at Lemo,

"Drew's pissed at me."

Lemo looked surprised; she thought Drew and Andy were always happy,

"Why?"

"He says 'I treat him more like a brother than a boyfriend'. What the fuck does that mean!"

Lemo looked as bewildered as Andy,

"No idea...Have you been ignoring him?"

Andy shook her head.

"When was the last time you guys went on a date?"

"A date?"

"Yea, you know you go somewhere together and go have fun..." Lemo said as she sat down in the water beside Andy.

"I know what it means...But I just haven't been on one in a while..."

"Maybe that's what he means then...Maybe he thought it should be you who chooses the next date and you didn't. So I don't know...Maybe he thinks since you guys don't go and have fun alone then it's just like having a sister..."

Andy stared at Lemo in disbelief,

"I have no idea what just happened...but you just made perfect sense!"

"I do, do that sometimes!" Lemo cried in her own defense.

"Yea, well it doesn't-" Andy began when suddenly a petrifying scream echoed through the castle, "What the fuck is that!"

Lemo swapped an alarmed look with Andy before they both jumped up and ran in the direction of the scream that didn't sound far off...

Skidding to a halt Lemo and Andy looked around furiously, when they spotted the person who had screamed.

"HOLY SHIT HE'S DEAD!" Andy yelled as Lemo bent down to fell the boys pulse, he was a fellow second year.

"No, he's not, he's petrified..."

"Oh thank fucking god..." Andy sighed a sigh of relief, "It'd be a waste for a hot guy, such as him, to die! And he's a great Quidditch player..."

Lemo looked up from the body,

"Quidditch player? You know him?"

"So, do you he's the keeper on the Hufflepuff team - Louie Montgonary..." Andy said bending down to check the pulse for herself.

"Oh, that's why I didn't know him! I don't notice the keepers..."

"I'm a keeper!" Andy cried indignantly.

"Hey, I thought you guys were-" Lemo and Andy spun around and saw Barry stood there, his face suddenly paled, "Guys, what happened to Lou!"

"See! He notices the keepers!" Andy said.

"He's passed out or something...Sounded as though someone had-" Lemo began.

"Hey, what are you doin' out of class?" Andy asked Barry suspiciously.

"Bathroom. Someone had, what Lemo?"

"Well, Louie here screamed before he went down...Rather femininely I might add..."

"You surely don't think that-" Barry broke off.

"Well, well. What happened here?"

!LEMON ADDS BREAK!

"So, you didn't see anything?" Dumbledore asked once more.

The three of them shook their heads. This was the second time in less than a week - forty-eight hours even that they were in Dumbledore's office...

"Nothing? Nothing at all?"

They shook their heads again.

"Andy and I heard a scream, Professor, so we hurried to go see what had happened. A short while after Barry showed up in a search of a laboratory..."

"Laboratory!" Dumbledore's eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"Lavatory..." Andy muttered, Dumbledore relaxed once more and chuckled in spite of the situation,

"Lemon drop?" he said offering them all a Lemon Drop.

"A Lemon what?" Lemo asked looking at him as though he'd said he was going to run off with Snape.

"Don't worry...Now you lot, what are we going to do with you! I may as well give you three a key to my office, if these two days are anything to go by the rest of the term..."

The three shifted nervously in their seats, Dumbledore continued,

"And I told you Argus would be watching you...He seemed rather excited when he brought you to my office today..."

"Professor?"

"Yes, Miss. Rose?"

"Does this have anything to do with the Chamber of Smells?"

"No, I shouldn't think so..."

"What was wrong with Louie, then?" Lemo asked.

"He was petrified, like our dear Mrs. Norris."

"But, what would do that? What would petrify them?" Barry asked.

Dumbledore shook his head,

"I'm not sure...But it usually takes dark magic to petrify them into a state in which they are. And I have to wonder if three second years would be capable of such magic..."

"Louie...He will be okay, aye?"

"Yes, don't worry he will be fine."

"Okay, that's good..." Andy said nodding.

"Professor? You know we didn't do anything, right?"

Dumbledore looked Barry in the eye,

"Yes Barry, but if you keep getting in the wrong place at the wrong time...well, I'd have to suspend you..."

Barry nodded grimly.

!MORE BREAKS COURTESY OF LEMON!

"What the hell is Barry doing!" Don asked the tempered Drew. Barry had set off for the bathroom fifteen minutes ago.

"Maybe he fell in," Drew said through gritted teeth.

"No, I don't think so...Would've heard him yell..."

"We wouldn't hear a thing because of the silencing charm on the door, to block out Amber."

"Amber?"

"Yes. Amber," Drew pressed down on his quill harder, causing the tip to snap, "Oh fucking happy days!"

"What is your problem today, anyway Drew?" Don asked, passing him another one of his spare quills, hoping it would have the same fate as the four previous quills.

"Amber."

"That is Andy aye?"

"Yes."

"What did she do?"

"Everything."

"More pacifically..."

"It's like I'm her bloody brother! We haven't actually gone on an actual date in ages. I'll go to kiss her these days it'll be 'hang on...' or 'I'm busy!' It's like she doesn't like me anymore! I know it supposed to be the chick that gets like this, but it would be nice for us to do something!" Andrew jabbed at the paper with Don's quill; Don flinched as the quill bent but surprisingly didn't snap.

"Well, have you tried talking to her?"

"Nah, talking is for chicks...She should know anyway..."

"I don't think she does..."

"Well she should!" He said furiously pointing the quill dangerously in Don's direction.

"Andrew, calm down!" Don said, gently redirecting the quill away from his face and looked at his watch, "Drew...Maybe Barry did fall in...Twenty minutes now..."

"May he rest in peace..." Andrew continued to take his anger out on the quill, just as that one too, snapped, "FUCK! You have anymore Don?"

"Nope...sorry..." Don shook his head, pushing his extra quills

deeper into his bag.

LEMON: There more fixes. continues to sleep