Dark Magic at Hogwarts

Part of the Story "at Hogwarts" series

-in which characters, problems and motives are introduced and dealt with...or Not

(somewhat connected to Crimson--done by kira who is almost done writing it)

!DISCLAIMER ALERT! DISCLAIMER ALERT!

Harry nor anyother member of his possy is own by me...yet

Time went by and things slowly got back to the way they were, however there were a few changes. Many of the students had developed a case of what Muggles would have called "Shell shock". Some of the older students that had fought in the great battle would now jump and scream loader than before, when something dropped or made a loud sudden noise. Of course Peeves was having a great time with this. Many of the students on the Quidditch team had dropped out do to their inability to fly or deal with Bludgers.

Soon the fight that was held between Meg and her friends was forgotten. Well at least, people out it out of their minds. Everyone tried to get bake to their schoolings, and boring lives in Hogwarts.

Classes attended, clubs restarted, same old same old.

It was two and a half weeks after everyone had gotten back, and when meg walked into that afternoons potions class twenty five minutes late, all eyes were on her. This was for many reasons. Firstly, meg was never late or never missed a class, that is she never used to. Over the past 2 weeks students and teachers alike had begun to notice subtle changes that had slowly taken over the girl.

She had become increasingly withdrawn, from her studies and from her friends. Even Severus had noticed a change. The fun loving, spontaneous and potentially unstable girl that he had grown to have positive feelings towards, had suddenly become distant, moody and unemotional. At first he had thought that she was still made at him for leaving, then he thought she was mad at him for not standing up for her that evening, but now he had no idea why she was being so…

The reason why all eyes were in her that day, wasn't because her lateness, but because of her hair. The once medium length reddish brown hair had now been charmed and pulled into long black locks that were cascading down her shoulders and ending near the base of her back. First her eyes now her hair.

Many of the boys were also very disappointed in Meg's new look. Her normally short skirts and tight semi see through blouses had been exchanged for something as formal as McGonagall would have worn. The only upside to her long black Victorian style dress, was that it was very tight.

She sat down without a word, she opened her small black bag and took out the ingredients needed to create today's potion. This in itself was a bit off, kira and james noticed. Meg usually never followed the class instructions. She usually spent her time trying to make some concoction of her own.

"Nice look." Kira muttered leaning over.

"Looks good." James said. "We still on for Quidditch practise after class?" on returning to Hogwarts the girls had signed up to the Gryffindor team. With most of the team dropping out, there were many openings. All three had made Chaser, no matter what they had applied for. Meg just nodded her head in response. "Okay then. I'll take that as a yes."

This was how most of their conversations had been going lately. Kira or James saying most of it while Meg just nodded.

The class went without incident, which was another odd thing. Normally half way into any of Snape's potions classes at lest one of the cauldrons had exploded its conntence, but this time nothing. It after class everyone started to head down to Hagrid's for "being attracted by random virile animals" class, or as the school liked to call it "care of magical creatures".

It seemed like everyone hated the class. The animals were poorly chosen, and it seemed that the only way to care for most of theses creatures was to let it gnaw on your arm or figures. The only two people who felt differently about this were Hags and meg, but by the way that she had been acting lately, both Kira and James thought this love might have been altered as well.

They had been assigned to care for a creature that looked more like the after photo of a puppy that had been run over a couple of times, then reinflated and given razor sharp teeth. Meg had lovingly named it before Mr. Tiddly Boo the third. James and kira preferred to call it when meg wasn't paying attention, Crappy money goat licker, or any other curse they could think of. It had actually been growing quite nicely be fore the battle. It had only been their group that had one of theses things grow their first adult teeth, on their head. Which supposively to Hags and meg was a good thing.

Everything was going fine. James had managed to feed Mr. TB some green glumly pumpy stuff that smelled like dried fat, and kira had managed to—after constructing a large stick with a brush at the end of it, giving up and then telling Draco—comb and wash it. While this whole fiasco of Draco running about with a comb on a stick, Meg was sitting back, and reading. She didn't even look up when He caught his hair on fire after tripping over Ron's outstretched feet and feel into a bonfire that Hags had set up for throwing leftover dead foodness.

Meg was just reading and writing in that book of hers. Blind to the happening world around her. That's all she had been doing since the girls had gotten back, reading and writing, and when ever anyone came near to her and tried to look over her shoulder and read that book, Meg would practically freak-out, yelling and screaming.

"You know," James said ignoring the screams and cries coming from Draco as he rolled about on the forest ground. "You could be helping us. It is a group project." Meg ignored her and just turned a page of her blasphemer's book. "Okay then…"

James turned to kira who was calmly sitting and watching draco screaming. Because of his hairs greasiness—the stuff he put in it to keep it slicked back…and help I'm be "kewl"—it had acted as a sort of accelerant and wasn't going out by rolling around the ground. Draco's henchmen Crabb and Golye—who everyone thought were gay lovers—had begun hitting draco with logs in a desperate attempt to put out the fire. This wasn't working and now one of them had grabbed a bucket of what they had thought was water. Turns out it wasn't water. No not at all. It was light fluid. Oh well. His parents never loved him anyway.

James dragged Kira away from the double blaze and from meg to talk of what they were going to do. "we need to get meg out of this rut." James begun.

"You think it's a rut. I thought it was just depression."

"All the more reason to help her out and get her happy again."

"Shouldn't Snape be doing this?"

"Oh you know him. He's sitting in his metaphorical cave and trying to think things over. He blames himself."

"Hmmm your right, as meg's oldest and bestest friends in this joint, it is up to us to help her in this time of need. But how to do this? Hmmmmm…."

"hmmmmmmm.."

As theses two scratched their chins and pondered things over, Mr. TB had crawled or slugged his way over to meg, expecting to find love or comfort, what he found was quite the opposite.

Kira and James had been alerted to what was going on between meg and Mr TB from the loud screeching noise. It seems that Meg had been calmly reading when she had felt the book twitch under her finger tips. When she looked up, little TB was playfully nibbling on one of the pages. What came next as both girls watched on horrified was loud screaming and hissing followed closely by Meg fitting TB with first the book itself and them her hands and feet.

Meg had never treated any animal like this before, especially one that she had helped raise from an egg. Kira and James quickly rushed over to pull meg off the poor little flat creature.

"what the fuck meg!" James bellowed as meg tied to pull away to got at TB once again. This was when meg started hissing.

"Was that just parseltongue? Kira stammered as meg pushed her elbow into kira's face.

"I think it was."

"WAHTS GOING ON HERE?" Hag's asked pulling apart the three girls. Meg it seemed had at lasted calmed down a bit. Looking down at the blood on he's hands and feet, he then noticed Little Mr. TB on the ground. "MEG did you do this? How dare you come into my class and hurt a single animal here. Your poor thing Mr. Tiddly Boo. what did you do to him? First you come to my class tardy and then miss whole classes altogether and now this. Meg I don't know what has gotten into you but until you get your act together…please don't come to my class anymore."

Not moving an inch, James and Kira watched as Meg just picked up her book and left the grounds heading towards the Quidditch field. Behind them Hags was on the verge of tears holding the little gross creature in this arms, he stepped over the burned corpse of Draco and rushing towards the castle and the hospital wing, where he hoped to find some ointment or pain charm.

"see the initials on the book, S.S. what do you think that means?" Kira said with crossed arms.

"Don't know, but it can't be good."