Here's chapter three. Sorry for the wait, but I'm a busy(I mean lazy) girl. In this chapter, the other students come YAY. Yeah I'm glad it snowed, or else I wouldn'r have had the time to finish this chapter. You should be glad for the snow, too. (Unless you had to shovel it, or didn't get any snow.) Um read now.


Chapter 3: Potions and New Guests

The girls were settling into the castle over the next few weeks. They were now Ravenclaws that occaisionally sat in with some of the younger students in class. They were excited today, because it would be the their first private potions lesson. Well, Mole was excited. The Oui Gang cared more about the upcoming arrival of the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons. It was seven o' clock in the morning, when all three girls emerged from their respected bedrooms. They had an hour until their class, so they went down for breakfast. In the Great Hall, the girls had to get used to all of the students wanting them to sit at their table. It wasn't everyday that your favorite book characters walked among them. Even the resident celebrity, Harry Potter seemed interested.

"Don't look now," Loddle muttered upon entering the hall. " The Potter kid is trying to catch our eye."

Jilly-O wrinkled her nose. "Ug-ly!" Mole giggled in respondse to this. "I can't believe that we have to learn potions, speaking of ugly."

"Who knows?" Mole pondered. "It might be fun."

"What a LOSER!" Jilly-O and Loddle said in unison. Mole growled and turned their noses blue. She really enjoyed the whole magic thing. They sat at the Ravenclaw table, and a dark-haired girl smiled at them.

"Hi, I'm Cho." She said sweetly. The Oui Gang exchanged glances that seemed to say. "Isn't she the crazy bitch who totally spazzed on Potter?"

"Erm, hi, Cho." Jilly-O Said. They didn't say much after that, not wanting to speak to this girl.

After a not-so-eventful breakfast, they went down to the dungeons. It was Saturday, and they had their lesson while the students were at Hogsmeade. As the walked, they dicussed how surprosing that it was, having Snape give his weekend to teach them. Dumbledore must have had a lot to do with this. Loddle, who was in charge of navigation, held her hand up, signaling to her friends that they had reached the right door. They stood outside, silently debating who should go in first. As usual, they chose to sacrifice the small one.

Mole gave her friends a desperate look, like the one she gave them when they sent her out into the roller rink parking-lot to check the sign on the door, even though there was a scary old man outside. Taking a deep breath, the nervous girl placed a shaky hand on the door knob and opened the door. Professor Snape was bent over some parchment scribbling away. His black hair fell over half of his face and he was pale and thin.

"Woah, I didn't know he was an EMO!" Loddle said laughingly. The other girls snickered until Snape looked up and glared at them. They all shut up and waited for their impending doom.

"Are you calling me a bird, Miss Loddle?" The tall maan asked icily.

"No, that would be an emu. Not an emo. No." Loddle started, but then realized something. " Wait, how did you know who I was?" She asked.

Professor Snape nodded his head towards five novels stacked on top of one-another. "Firstly, it's either Professor, or Sir to you. And secondly, I felt as though I should research my new students." He drawled. Mole walked over to inspect the books and found that they were very worn and had Snape's name on the inside cover.

"Hm, how long have you been researching us, man?" Mole grinned.

Snape looked at them for a moment and then sighed. "Fine, I'm a fan of the books! But there are those who are worse than I. Some even write these terrible things called 'fanfictions' about you!" He admitted. Mole and Jilly-O looked at each other guiltily, both being fanfiction authors. The professor cleared his throat. "Now, if you little twits are done slacking off, perhaps we can start on your lesson." He said, replacing the evil git persona.

Jilly-O, Loddle, and Mole each took a seat and took out parchment and quills. Professor Snape gave them a half hour lecture on wormwood's reaction with dragonweed, and why they had to be added properly. "And so, knowng this, and looking at your notes, what should be added before the dragonweed?...Miss Mole, do you know?"

"Erm," Mole scanned her parchment and suddenly looked up. "Yeah! It's Newt's liver." She grinned as Snape nodded. "Wow, I like this more than chemistry."

Snape tried to dampen her enthusiasm. "Yes, that was correct, but I hardly expect-" Mole cut him off

"Any of us to really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquids that creep through human vains, bewitcing the mind, and ensnaring the senses? Sir, could you teach us how to bottle fame, brew glory, or even stopper death? Are you about to call us dunderheads? " Mole looked triumphant to Snape's look of surprise.

"Mole, you're such a dork!" Jilly-O said, shoving her out of her desk. "How do you remember these things? Honestly!" Loddle just watched the whole ordeal, laughing. Her friends really were dorks, but she loved them anyways.

Professor Snape soon had them each brewing the potion that they were learning about. It seemed that the girls were not dunderheads, but he wasn't ready to admit that about anyone. Even some of his favorite book characters. Jilly-O kept shooting "dork"s out of the corner of her mouth towards Mole, who seemed enthusiastic about the class. When Snape got up to go check their progress, all three of the girls seemed to have brewed their potions right. He came to get a sample of each, but when he was checking Loddle's, Mole aimed her wand at Jilly-O's cauldron.

The next thing they knew, they were all covered in blue goop. "Nice goin' Jilly-O!" Mole laughed.

"Yeah right, bitch!" Jilly-O lunged at her friend. She thought that the whole thing was funny, but knew that Snape wouldn't share their sense of humor.

"Miss Mole, you have detention all of next week. Every night at eight o' clock sharp! Professor Snape snapped. Mole looked a but unhappy to have gotten in trouble, but then shook it off. "Okay." She said. After the Oui Gang were made to clean the mess, they were walking up to the Great Hall for lunch, all laughing at how annoyed Snape was. "Dark would be proud!" Loddle said, refering to the character that Mole often wrote about. The girls laughed and sat down at the Ravenclaw table.

October 30th soon came, signaling the arrival of the students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. It also started the week of detentions. Classes got out early that evening, and the whole school lined up on the front lawn of the castle to greet the new guests.

"Oh, I'm so excited to meet Viktor Krum!" Jilly-O squealed. "I bet he's hot!" Krum was her favorite character and she was totally ready to find a way to steal his heart. Hermione was all wrong for him.

Loddle nodded in agreement. "I want a hot Bulgaran, too!" They looked at Mole, who was grinning. "I'm just happy to be in a castle full of guys with hot accents!" They were bouncing up and down on their toes like a group of giddy teenage girls...Most likely because they were giddy teenage girls. After waiting for five minuted, a bunch of students pointed towards the sky. The Oui Gang looked up and saw tthat a carriage pulled by flying horses were heading their way.

"Yay!" Cried Loddle, who loved horses. "Here come the French kids." She said afterwards. And they came. The students came out, followed by their Headmistress. She was the tallest lady that they had ever seen!

"Holy," Jilly-O gasped. "That's gotta be the tallest lady I've ever seen!" After more waiting, Jilly-O nearly screamed when she saw a mast coming out of the water. "VIKTOR!" The other students turned towards the lake and started pointing. Soon the Durmstrang students were lined up on the shore and they came marching towards the castle. When Kakaroff greeted Dumbledore, the only thing that any of the students could do was stare. Stare at his horrible, twisted, mangled, dirty teeth! The Oui Gang looked on in terror. It was that bad! But soon all thoughts of bad dentistry left their minds as the extra-fine Vikor Krum walked by. Jilly-O Screamed his name, but he didn't look at any of the Hogwarts students. He just slouched into the castle with his nasty Headmaster.

"You guys!" Jilly-O started. "We gotta get Krum's attention. That's like more important than even getting home!" So that was the plan. Help Jilly-O steal the heart of everyone's favorite Quiddich player, and then find someone who could help them get home. The girls turned back into the castle with the rest of the school and went to dinner. There was a welcoming feast.

"Y'think Vikky will sit with us? Oh, oh man! He's sitting with the Slytherins! Damnit, why couldn't we have been Slytherins!" Jilly-O was completely obsessing over Viktor Krum. It reminded the others of a certain Ronald Weasley. After suffering that dissapointment, they decided to try some of the dishes made for the new schools.

"Ew, this bouillabaisse. It's like dead fish soup." Loddle said, wrinkling her nose.

"No, fool! It's like a pirate's soup!" Mole said. She took a big spoonfull and nearly gagged it back up. "Erm, no more seafood for me...blech." They spent the rest of the evening planning their Opereation Krum. Granger was going down!


Oooh, do you like my shameless advertizing? (the Dark reference) That's basically the idea of the story. They'll ask a bunch of people if they can get them home. Oh, and here's where I plug for my buddy, Jilly-O. Um her penname is Jilene Marr. You should read her stuff, it's funny. She has a victor fic out. Oh and read my other stuff while you're at it! Thank you. One last thing, I'm sorry that in chap.1 I forgot to edita part. The title of the book that the girls fell out of is "The Oui Gang and the White Mountains" Not that it really matters. I just feel like an idiot for leaving it blank. How'd you like to review this? It's all the rage, man!