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Disclaimer: None of the HP characters or settings are mine. They are J. K. Rowlings.

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"I feel so stupid!" Maureen hissed through the bathroom door that she was changing in.

"You're not the only one." Jenny scoffed, pulling at the skirt that she was forced to wear.

"Hey! Come on guys, this is fun and you know it! You're just too stubborn to admit it." Morgan 'humphed'.

After Isabel had given her idea about them being as unpredictable, random, and insane as possible, the group had sat around in their usual circle and came up with crazy ideas that might weaken the brains.

Most of them were chosen to be used.

The first one that they were going to try, being the first one suggested, was Morgan's.

"Why are we dressed up like Sailor Moon characters again?" Jessica asked from where she was sitting on one of the dorm-beds.

They were in the Hufflepuff dorms because the Slytherin ones were too cold, the Gryffindor too tacky, and the Ravenclaw too…knowledge-like and pressuring. The Hufflepuff one was just right.

Morgan sighed with impatience, she had explained this several times already.

"It was just an idea. We're going to be dressed up like Sailor Moon characters, act like them completely, and hopefully that will confuse the brains as to which world they are in."

Jessica blinked in confusion, "Uh…."

"Just go with it." Kathryn said while checking herself over in the mirror, "I like this skirt…I might just keep it."

Kimmie banged on the door, "Come on Maureen! We all look stupid; just come out here and join the club."

The door opened slowly and with extreme reluctance.

"I look like a sluttish schoolgirl." Maureen remarked with a grimace.

"We all do. Now, we need to go over which characters we all are." Stacey called the group to order.

"Is there really a character with meatball-looking hair-buns on her head?" Bradley asked, pulling at her newly-shaped hair.

"Yes." Several voices answered.

"Now, Bradley is Sailor Moon. Her Earth name is Serena. Be sure to go on and on about how you are going to stop the brains from ruining humanity or all that is good or something." Stacey continued.

Bradley nodded, already coming up with corny phrases.

"Kimmie? You're Sailor Neptune. Her Earth name is Michele. She's really emotional so if one of us acts like we're dead, like Bradley most likely will, then you need to cry and yell that she will be avenged and stuff like that."

Kimmie sighed, but nodded.

"Alright…Jessica is Sailor Pluto. Her Earth name is Setsuna. She's wise and gives advice and warns people so um…..yeah I don't really know what you can do…."

Jessica raised an eyebrow.

"Anyways, Morgan is Sailor Saturn. Her Earth name is Hotaru and she has a sort of alter ego called Mistress Nine. You can throw a Jekyll and Hyde fit between two polar opposites. Sort of like Gollum, if you will."

Morgan clapped happily.

"Right then, Kathryn is Sailor Mars who is also known as Raye. Criticize every attack or move that everyone does and act like a prude."

"Gotcha."

"Jenny is Sailor Jupiter who is also known as Lita-"

"GAH! Why do I have to be part of this?" Jenny asked.

Stacey shrugged, "Because you make nine. Without you we wouldn't make the inner and outer Sailor Scouts."

"Sailor Scouts?" Maureen scoffed from the foot of the bed where Jessica was sitting, "What are these characters? Crime fighting sluttish–schoolgirl- girl scouts?"

"If you want to put it that way. Moving on, Maureen is Sailor Uranus-"

"Great. You know what that sounds like when you break it up? Ur-anus?" Maureen remarked with a smirk.

"Bah! Yes, yes. That joke is old. Anyway, just act yourself." Stacey finished.

"Lastly, Isabel is Sailor Mercury whose Earth name is Amy. You can consult a blue screen-thing that is sort of like half a pair of glasses, which spouts off information about the enemy. Uuuumm….ah! Here it is." She said as she pulled out half of a pair of blue sunglasses that were clearly broken off.

"Uuuh… How can this stay on my face?" Isabel questioned while inspecting the glasses.

Stacey shrugged, "Figure it out. I am Sailor Venus whose Earth name is Mina and I shall be the most girly of us all!" She finished with the flourish.

"So, everyone remember their parts?"

"Uhhh….."

"Excellent! Let's go find the brains."

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Thought the chappy was over, didn't you? Well, it's not.

We now join the nine friends on their trek in the hallways to the dungeons.

"So, this hallway is empty." Kimmie said, interrupting the silence.

"Yes, yes it is."

"Like my head."

"I like cheese."

"We know that."

"So? It's a good thing to know. If a person doesn't like cheese then you know that they are weird and open for mocking."

"What if they're lactose intolerant?"

"Oh…"

"Guys? Which way?" Kathryn said as they came to a split between left and right.

"Uhh….I don't know……."

Kathryn sighed with impatience, "Well, which way did we go la-"

But she was interrupted when Goyle stumbled right into her, making her loose her balance and slamming into the wall.

"Hey, you big jerk!" She yelled at his back, punching her fist at the air in his direction.

To everyone's astonishment, fire burst from her fist in the form of a fire-ball and hit Goyle right on the head; immediately catching his hair on fire.

Being completely devoid of brain-power, he didn't seem to notice and continued walking.

"What just ….happened?" Kathryn asked, staring at her fist.

Everyone gaped and blinked, that couldn't be possible.

Why hadn't any of them been able to shoot fire-balls from their fists?

"Huh…that's strange…Sailor Mars, your appointed Sailor Scout, has the power to control fire…" Stacey remarked, stroking her chin.

"You mean…I can create fire?" Kathryn asked, staring at her hands with wide eyes.

"That's…what I said."

"I can create fire…" Kathryn whispered as she took several steps forward, still staring at her hands.

"I can create fire!" She yelled, turning around.

"…Yes." Stacey replied, looking shifty-eyed at her sister's strangeness.

"HAHA! I can create fiyah!" Kathryn yelled insanely.

"It's been established that you can create fire." Isabel dead-panned.

"Huh…I wonder if I can do anything…." Jenny asked, now looking at her hands.

"Ah ah. But even if you all have powers mine will reign supreme! Because with my fingers… I can create fiyah!" Kathryn continued.

Stacey sighed and gave a hard yank at Kathryn's hair.

"Ow!" Kathryn yelled, holding her head. "Thanks."

"No problem."

"If all of us have powers, shouldn't we practice them or something?" Isabel asked, looking wearily at her fingers.

"Huh. Good idea, we probably should."

"To the Room of Requirement!"

So, the nine friends changed their destination and headed straight to the Room of Requirement which was furnished with targets, had walls that looked to be impenetrable, and one corner looked to be part of a very familiar evil lair.

"Oooh! Oooh!" Bradley ran to that part of the room and catapulted herself into the egg-shaped chair and turned around so that her back was facing the group.

They all raised an eyebrow as one.

Bradley then began quoting in a familiar voice, "You wish to know about my childhood? Very well. My mother had webbed feet and my father would make outrageous claims; like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. My childhood was typical. Who am I? I am…"

She turned around in her chair, tipped her elbow in the air, lifted her pinkie to her lip and made the common face of-

"Dr. Evil."

"Haha! Good one."

"He's my hero."

"Ooooh! I wanna try the targets!" Kathryn squealed when she noticed them, immediately shooting fire-balls at them.

"Hey, what's my power?" Jessica asked.

"Yeah! And what's mine?" Jenny asked excitedly.

"Ok, ok. I'll tell you all. Bradley, you can use your tiara as a weapon-Frisbee, you also can use a disguise pen to look like someone else. " Stacey answered.

"Awesome! Where's the pen?"

Stacey shrugged, "I guess it would work if you used this pen that I keep in my purse." She handed the pen to Bradley.

When it touched her hand, it changed to the fat, pink, actual Disguise Pen.

"This is wicked…"

"Jessica has the power to control time, Jenny can control and create lightning, Kimmie and Isabel both have power over water, Morgan can destroy a whole planet-"

"Woah. Really?" Morgan asked.

"Well, no because you don't have the staff."

"Oh…Whew. Good. That would suck if I accidentally destroyed everything."

"Anyways, I have the 'power of love' and I can use 'love chain' to tie up people; also I can shoot a sort of laser from my tiara-thing, Maureen can't really control anything but she can do some serious butt-kicking because Uranus is wicked at martial-arts."

"Sweet."

"And, as you all know, Kathryn can control fire."

"Hey look! I actually hit a target!" Kathryn yelled happily, pointing at the charred circle.

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I hope that you enjoyed this chapter at least a little. Everything is planned out for the remaining chapters so you can expect a new chapter every day.

Oh! I almost forgot:

Here is today's Interrupting-Our-Story-to-Entertain-Ourselves Time

Today's subject is: Larceny and it's effect in the Milk business

Maureen: That's a stupid subject.

Morgan: Is there really anything to talk about?

Maureen: Really.

Jessica: Well, you know that it'ssort of larceny that the Milk people steal cow's milk for our own purposes.

Maureen: That's called industry. It's imperative for development.

Jessica: Yeah...I know, but the poor cows! It looks like it hurts...

Maureen: ok...ew...

Bradley: I suggest a subject change.

Kathryn: Second!

Kimmie: Third!

Isabel: Hear hear!

Jenny: So, what's the new subject?

Stacey: How about washable markers?

Kimmie: Why washable markers?

Stacey: I don't know.

Isabel:What about washable markers?

Stacey: ummmm...their...affect on childrens' coloring?

Kathryn: Yeeeaaaah. no.

Jenny: I have an idea. How about we just leave it at that?

Isabel: Good enough for me.

Kimmie: Same here.

Join us next time when we will be discussing the development of junk food.