Here We Go Again! SD and PK Take on Hogwarts

SD27 and PK13

A/N: …how long has it been, PK? I'm afraid to look…

PK13: Well… as of now… 8 days. But seeing as how you take a few days to type this up… it should be about 10-12.

SD27: (shrugs) Not as bad as I thought, then. But hey- I've discovered a GOOD anime!

PK13: What is it, then?

SD27: Gundam Wing. Duo's kick ass, I must say.

PK13: You're obsessed with his God of Death quote, ne?

SD27: (nods) "The God of Death is back from Hell!" Or… the Goddesses would be more apt for us, if you think about it.

PK13: Oh Ra… someone get some duck tape for her mouth, please!

SD27: (pouts and does disclaimer) We own nuthin' but SD, PK, the pets, and I'm not even sure about the plot, now that I think about it… PRANK IDEAS IN THIS CHAPPIE GO OUT TO THE BRILLIANT MINDS OF XxMidnightRosesxX, Black Spell, AND OURSELVES . THANKIES MUCH!


Chapter 5- So it Begins…

After calming PK down and restraining her from maiming the Twins the good 'ol fashioned Muggle way, the Golden Trio and the Prankster Duo headed off to their classes.

"And I thought my old book bag was heavy…" SD grunted as she slung a large bag filled to the brim with a charms text, her Arithmancy book, her Herbology guide, Ancient Runes book, and Potions workbook.

Making a low whistle that gradually crescendo-ed into a high pitched one, SD called Niiro-chan out from wherever he was hiding in the large castle. The reddish-black kit bounded out of a nearby hall and presented himself to SD, a slip of paper in his mouth.

"Good boy. Did everything go okay? You weren't seen, were you?" she asked the kit, who gave SD a stare before giving her the paper.

After PK had told SD about the prank war the two were going to cause with Fred And George, SD had taken it upon herself to include pranking the snobby Prince of Slytherin as well. She had Niiro-chan steal a slip of paper belonging to one of the twins- PK providing the info on which bags were theirs- from which SD was going to forge the writing of the twin and use it for her own purposes.

"Hey PK, d'ya know what class the twins have right now?" SD muttered to the brunette, who asked Ron, who in turn told her that the two had Transfiguration right then.

SD adopted a wicked grin, and PK gave her an odd look before it clicked in her mind.

"You wouldn't… that's… that's just-" PK stuttered, watching SD perform a forging charm on one of the two pieces of parchment in front of her and leaving the other in her own handwriting.

"You're dead serious." PK gulped as SD gave a low, maniacal chuckle underneath her breath- making the Golden Trio give her odd looks and widen the gap between them a little more.

"PK, would you do the honors?" SD asked as the group passed the Transfiguration classroom.

PK nodded and sighed as she pulled out her wand, "Wingardium Leviosa." she muttered, making the parchment float over through the classroom door and over to McGonagall's turned back..

The Golden Trio watched in horror and fascination as PK then performed a sticking charm and the parchment stuck itself to the teacher's back softly and noiselessly.

"Patefacio (1)."SD muttered, and script identical to one of the twins began to flow from the paper in black ink.

Before the full message could be seen, however, SD looked at her watch, which she had had Dumbledore charm to work inside Hogwarts on account of her always being late during the summer tutorials, and blanched.

"Ack! We're gonna be late!" she exclaimed, running down the halls, and bowling over any kid in her way.

"Is she… always like… this?" huffed Ron as the four trailed behind the blond to Professor Flitwick's class.

"…Not really- but when she wants to sprint, she'll sprint." PK replied, dodging a kid as they turned a corner, "I wonder if she realizes she's wearing a skirt…"


"Draco-kun!" exclaimed SD as the group walked into the Charms room, walking over to the boy and grinning friendly.

PK's jaw dropped, wondering what the hell was up with SD until she noticed the piece of paper barely showing from SD's sleeve.

"Why is she being so friendly with Malfoy?" Harry asked, confused and a bit disgusted at the fact anyone would be friendly towards the Slytherin of their own free will.

"What did she call him, PK? It sounded foreign." Hermione asked as the quartet took seats in the middle of the classroom.

"She basically called Draco a close guy friend. But-" PK began before Ron interrupted with a disgusted look that made PK chuckle, "- by the look and the grin on her face you can tell it was meant very sarcastically."

They turned their attentions back to the blond Slytherins, watching as SD gave the confused and wary Draco a smile and slapped him hard on the back before saying "Later, Blondie!" and sitting in the back, as there were no seats left by PK and the Golden Trio.

SD sat in her seat as pulled out her wand, muttering a permanent sticking charm that fixed the piece of parchment SD had smacked onto Malfoy's back; but unlike McGonagall's, Draco wouldn't be getting this one off anytime soon.


Harry laughed slightly as he got a good look at Malfoy's back, which proclaimed a sign written in jagged, slanted, red-inked script reading "Hex Me, Please!" with a picture of what Harry could only guess was a cartoon-SD-head grinning an evil little grin and was

charmed to wink and stick her tongue out every so often.

Ron looked at him, but before he could explain, the vertically-challenged Charms Master walked in the classroom from his office and began the lesson.

"Hello, Everyone! Nice to see you all again, I hope you all had a wonderful holiday. Now, get out your wands. Today we will be reviewing many of the basic spells you have learned so far, in order to get you ready for your O.W.L.S. this year." Flitwick said, standing on a stool in the front of the class to add to his height.

"Repeat after me; focus on an object and- Wingardium Leviosa!"


After an… eventful… class period- in which PK managed to misfire her wand doing Wingardium Leviosa and ended up making SD float up and knock her head on the ceiling… Slytherin lost 10 points due to SD's language after that incident… and then SD got her back by 'accidentally' firing a tickling charm at PK's back, you get the picture- the group split up. SD and Hermione headed to Arithmancy, while PK and the boys headed to Trelawney's class.

Harry, Ron, and PK climbed up the ladder leading to the classroom, poking their heads through the trapdoor and then hoisting themselves up into the dimly lit, heavily perfumed room.

PK stuck her head in and immediately recoiled, "Gah! Need…fresh… air!" she coughed, making her way to a table occupied by another girl- Lavender, if PK's memory didn't fail her- and sat down.

This is doing wonders for my asthma…it wasn't nearly this bad in the summer as it is now! she thought grumpily, nodding hello to Lavender as she coughed again.

"You okay, PK?" Lavender asked, giving PK a slight look of worry.

"Just… peachy. Now where's the old bat at?" PK replied, talking more to herself than to anyone.

Lavender gave a gasp of shock, "Professor Trelawney's not an old bat! She's a true Seer!"

PK raised an eyebrow before remembering Lavender was one of the two who fawned over Trelawney in the books, "Hehe… just joking around." she laughed.

"Good day," said Professor Trelawney, appearing out of nowhere and scaring the crap out of one of the students near her.

PK saw Harry's expression go from what seemed exasperated to annoyed and sulky at the sight of the witch, and she mentally chuckled.

"And welcome back to Divination. I have, of course, been following your fortunes most carefully over the holidays, and am delighted to see that you all have returned to Hogwarts safely- as of course, I knew you would."

Here PK heard a snort coming from Ron, and she vaguely thought that SD would share the same opinion about Trelawney.

"You will find on the tables before you copies of The Dream Oracle, by Inigo Imago. Dream interpretation is a most important means of divining the future and one that may very well be tested on your O.W.L. Not, of course, that I believe that examination passes or failures are of any importance when it comes to the sacred art of divination. However, the headmaster…"

She trailed off, and PK guessed that she thought the 'sacred art of divination' was above such trivial things as standardized testing. PK agreed with her on one front- that if Divination was above the O.W.L.S. that meant one less test she had to take.

"Turn, please to the introduction and read what Imago has to say on the matter of dream interpretation. Then, divide into pairs. Use your text to interpret each other's most recent dreams. Carry on."


"Whoever stuck that on McGonagall is a brave soul…" muttered Fred.

"Indeed. Very brave." added George.

"Or extremely foolish." finished Lee, working at the table next to the twins and overhearing the conversation.

There had been many laughs behind McGonagall's back when class had started and the sign was visible to the students.

It was a simple "Kick Me" sign, only portraying the phrase in four different languages that changed at timed intervals. Right now it was in Spanish, bearing the phrase, "Patee mi asno" in acid green lettering.

The class wondered when McGonagall would realize she had a sign stuck to her back…

Fred waved his wand and the rock in front of him turned into a rock-colored dog, "Blast it- I just can't get this down."

George did the same, only his turned out to be a dog-statue made of rock, "You got it better than I did, though."

The two continued working for a minute or two until they were interrupted by a hand slamming down harshly on the their table, which was connected to the arm of a furious transfiguration teacher.

"W-why hello, Professor! What brings you over here this fine day?" Fred greeted, grinning sheepishly at the irate look on said professor's face.

"I don't know which one of you it is, but I know it's one of you." McGonagall said in a low voice seething with anger.

Both boys gave her truly confused looks that made McGonagall's glare deepen as she thrust the infamous "kick me" sign in the twins' faces.

"I thought that maybe you two would have grown up some over the summer, but I guess I had my hopes up. This is the first day back, and one- or both- of you two already had to go and do this. I am taking 10 points from Gryffindor House a piece-"

"But Professor! We didn't do it!" protested Fred.

"I am not buying that, Mister Weasley! I have taught you two for the last 6 years and I would know your handwriting when I see it!" yelled McGonagall.

The boys looked down at the parchment to see their own writing staring back at them.

"And since you both have nearly the same handwriting, and you aren't confessing up to the crime, I am also assigning you a week's worth of detentions with Filch."

"B-b-but-" stuttered George.

"No buts, Mister Weasley! My decision is final!" and with that she walked away, leaving the sign on the table.

Lee gave the two a sympathetic look as George crumpled the sign in his hand, only to notice writing on the back of it.

He turned it around to see, written in their own handwriting, the words, "Much love, the Prankster Duo." in the same green ink.

Geogre showed it to his twin, who growled and crumpled up the sign before tearing it to shreds, "Oh… they're good. They're very clever…" he said.


The one good thing to be said for PK's divination lesson that day was that it wasn't a double lesson. By the time everyone finished reading, PK was feeling kind of light-headed from the perfumed fumes and there was only 10 minutes of class left. PK's bright blue eyes wandered around the room, taking in Harry and Ron making up another one of their outlandish predictions (something about being eaten by a giant marshmallow), and Neville going on about a dream about a pair of giant scissors wearing his grandmother's best hat to Dean, who looked as if he wanted to shoot himself.

PK was analyzed by Trelawney, who happened to come by the table at that moment. Supposedly PK was going to have a near-death experience within the next few minutes. PK gave her a skeptical look and she could hear groans and sighs coming from the far corner of the Gryffindor section of the room- where Ron and Harry sat.

"He-llo? Earth to PK?" Lavender said, waving a hand in front of the brunette's face, gaining her attention after a second.

"Anyways, as I was saying; then this gorgeous guy comes out of nowhere…" Lavender rambled on about her dream.

PK lost focus as the fumes and her asthma finally caught up to her and she started gasping for breath.

"PK? PK! Are you okay?" Lavender said, worried as PK fell over in a slight faint right near the open trapdoor.

"Someone grab her!" yelled Trelawney, for once not acting as if on something.

One of the Slytherins near the door did so, though they held PK at arm's length as if they would contract a disease or something.

"Who left the trapdoor open?" asked Trelawney.

A slight whimper came from a table next to the trapdoor, and Neville Longbottom raised his hand in the air.

"Then you, Mister Longbotton, will take the girl to the Hospital Wing. And hurry with you, she's having what the Muggles call an asthma attack."

Neville gave a worried look before Trelawney floated PK down the ladder and Neville followed before supporting the girl down to the thankfully close Hospital Wing.

Harry looked at Ron, who blinked, "Well… that… the old bat actually predicted something right for once…?"

"I'm just as scared as you are, Ron."


PK was better by lunch, all Madame Pomfrey did was cast a charm that regulated PK's breathing like an inhaler would and advised her to get said inhaler before going to lunch.

SD decided to sit at the Slytherin table for once, with Blaise, as the blonde needed help with a few of the problems she had encountered in Arithmancy, and Blaise- who was one of the top students, right behind Hermione- had offered to show her how to do it.

So therefore, PK was all alone without backup as the Weasley twins came up to her at lunch, wide grins on their faces.

"Why hello, all! How's the day going?" Fred greeted the younger students.

PK automatically assumed something was off, but then again- maybe McGonagall hadn't noticed the sign yet. So PK decided to go on as if she knew nothing, and greeted the twins back with equal cheeriness.

"Pretty good so far, boys. I just got back from Pomfrey though, and Divination was okay. You?"

Fred nodded, "Transfiguration was fun. We had it double today, so twice the amount of rocks that got turned into poorly made dog-like statues here."

"Hey, PK, was it? Why don't you try the custard creams? They're very good, you know." George said, pointing to an empty platter, "Hold on, lemme get one from the one near ours."

The Golden Trio gave suspicious looks to the twins, already fully aware about the War going on between the three, and decided not to get involved (well, Ron and Harry at least).

"Here you go, PK! Finest dessert Hogwarts has to offer!" Fred announced, bringing over a cream and handing it to PK who looked at it and smiled.

Hehe…tuning me into a canary in front of the whole school, eh? That's a pretty good humiliation prank, I must say. They must have found the sign then.

"Why thanks, guys!" PK said before giving the cream to an unfortunate 4th year sitting two seats down, "Unfortunately, I'm not that hungry right now, and I have no desire to be turned into a large yellow canary in front of the school like that poor kid over there."

The majority of the student body laughed as the poor boy sitting at the table suddenly grew feathers and turned into a large bird before squawking and molting before returning to his natural state.

Fred and George sulked off to their seats, glaring at PK.


"Zabini! We need you over here!" called Pansy from a little ways down the Slytherin table.

Blaise looked at SD, "Be back in a second, okay?" she said, closing her Arithmancy book and heading over.

"What'd you need me for, Pansy?" the black-haired girl asked.

Pansy glared down the table at SD, who was in the middle of drinking yet another cup of coffee, "You need to stay away from that girl, Blaise- she's a bad egg."

Blaise raised an eyebrow, "Bad egg?"

"She's no good- she's a Gryffindor lover, and look at her hair! Not to mention that menace she keeps as a pet."

"She's a little different than the average Slytherin, yeah, but she's nice enough."

Before the two could go on arguing, a flurry of robes strode by and headed for the topic of the two's conversation.

SD looked up from her book at an angry Draco, "What can I do for you, Malfoy?"

Malfoy leaned over the table and glared straight in her face, "I am going to make your life a living hell, Zephyr."

SD backed away and cocked an eyebrow, "Why, pray tell, Mr. Malfoy, would you be doing that?"

"I have been getting hit with various hexes all morning long. I thought it might have been Longbottom's ineptitude for magic at first, when it happened in Charms, but then it started happening more frequently. Then, Pansy discovered that someone had stuck a sign reading "Hex Me Please" on the back of my robes, with a permanent sticking charm."

SD was trying hard not to laugh at this time.

"So, I go and remove my robes to find that said sign not only would not come off, but leads me straight to the culprit. Do you know who that is?"

"Maybe… wait! Um… I dunno." SD replied.

"That little cartoon of yourself was rather infuriating, Zephyr. And you will pay for making a fool out of me, mark my words."

Draco stalked off, and SD stuck her tongue out at his retreating back. Pansy turned to Blaise and smirked, "You see- no Slytherin would do that to one of their own House members. She'll get what's coming to her from Draco, you know. And any friends of hers will get that too."

Blaise sighed and stalked off, Pansy's words processing through her mind, "Hey SD! Sorry I was gone for so long. What was up with Draco?"

SD shrugged, "Aw, he's just got no sense of humor that's all. I played one harmless little joke on him because he was being such a prat earlier and he went off on me. 'You will pay blah blah blah' and etcetera. Now where were we?"


"Would you two just shut up already?" yelled Harry, fed up with the constant fighting between Ron and Hermione.

They had just finished Care of Magical Creatures and were heading to Potions. Ron was complaining about Snape, and how that even he was in the Order that he may still be a Death Eater and that Dumbledore was cracked for trusting the guy. Hermione snapped back at him and they had started fighting again.

"Can't you just give it a rest? You're always going at each other, and frankly- I've had enough of it!" the Boy-Who-Lived snapped, stalking down to the dungeons and leaving his two friends in the dust.

The anger that had just flared so unrepentantly still blazed inside him, and the vision of his friends' shocked faces afforded him a sense of deep satisfaction.

Serves them right. Why can't they just give it a rest? Bickering all the time… enough to drive anyone up the wall…he thought moodily, throwing his stuff down at an empty workplace and scaring the crap out of the two pranksters, who had gotten there a minute or so ahead of the moody Harry.

"Someone's angry…" muttered PK.

"Indeed." added SD as Ron and Hermione, looking a bit more sullen than usual, entered the classroom.

"Me and Hermione have stopped fighting, mate." Ron said to Harry as he sat down at the workstation.

"Good." Harry replied, stuffing his bad under the table.

"But she thinks it'd be nice if you'd stop taking your temper out on us."

"I'm not-"

"I'm just passing on the message, that's all! But I reckon she's right. It's not our fault on how Snape and Seamus treat you."

SD turned to PK, "What's with him and Seamus?" she muttered.

"Fight in the dorms this morning. Evidently his family thinks Harry's an attention-seeking brat and a liar or something or other." PK shrugged.

"Aah. Sounds nice."

"Settle down." Snape said coldly, shutting the door behind him and striding through the aisle.

Like he really needed to say that; the moment the class heard the door open, all had gone quiet throughout the classroom. Even SD and PK were silent, surprisingly.

Snape went on to lecture about the O.W.L.S., just as all the teachers earlier that day had done, and told them how only those getting an O on their Potions O.W.L. would be getting into the N.E.W.T. Potions class. Then he flicked his wand and the instructions and ingredients for that day's potion- The Draught of Peace- appeared on the boards.

"Hi ho, hi ho… it's off to work we go." muttered SD as she went to go collect powdered moonstone and syrup of hellebore from the lower school cupboards while PK got the ingredients from the upper ones.

SD and PK managed to get a fairly well-made potion made; the steam lifting from the cauldron wasn't light silver (more like a gray) but they didn't end up as badly as Ron, Neville, Seamus, or Harry.


Dinner was a usual affair; SD sat once again at the Gryffindor table, and the students there were slowly getting used to it. Fred and George used the tarantallegra charm to make PK's dinner plate, cup, and cutlery do a tap-dance as partial revenge, and PK ended up getting food all over her robes. That was quickly cleared up with a scourgify from Hermione though.

"How come you haven't been hit yet?" mumbled PK as she bit into a chicken leg.

"Well, do they know I'm the other half of the Duo, PK?" SD replied, "'Cause I know I didn't give any hint that I was."

PK blinked, "That would explain it… gives us an advantage. It was your idea to do that sign idea. Did you know that my house lost 20 points for that? And the twins got a week's detention too."

"Ooh… sucks for them." SD replied, false pity laced in her tone.

"So what now? What'll we be doing next?"

"Well… I wanna prank Pansy for insulting Niiro-chan… can you believe she called him a menace?"

"…I wouldn't go that far… he takes after you, after all…"

"I'm ignoring that. And then Malfoy threatened me, so I'm gonna do something to him later as well. Wanna help?"

"Sure. I think we should do something to his hair. He takes more time with it than a lot of the girls, I bet. Probably dyes it as well."

"Yeah… we shall ponder on this! But as for the twins…?"

"Hmm… we'll have to do something drastic… something big." PK thought after a moment, getting a look of concentration on her face as she continued to eat.

"I say you do something with water."

SD and PK looked up at the face of Ron, who had overheard the conversation and decided to offer his opinion.

"The twins hate getting wet for some odd reason- I think they get it from Mum. They don't really like playing Quiddich in the rain, and they rarely go swimming with the rest of us in the summer. So something with water would work." he said before shoveling more food in his mouth.

PK processed this in her mind, thinking up possible pranks. Bucket of water over the head? …Too first grade. Water balloons? Nah- Peeves already pulled that. Squirt guns? One- no access. Two- already used that on Pharaoh no baka.

"I've got it!" PK exclaimed, jumping up in her seat and getting odd looks from many of the students in the houses.

"Sit down, PK! And what did you come up with?" SD hissed, pulling the girl back down by the robe sleeve.

PK ignored her and addressed Harry and Hermione, "Hey, is there such thing as a sleeping charm?" she asked the bushy haired girl, who nodded apprehensively.

"And Harry, do you know if there's a way out of the castle we can take without being seen or caught by any of the teachers?"

Harry thought for a second, "I'm not sure. I think Fred and George may know, but if you're going to prank them, I don't think you'd want to ask."

"What about the Mar- mmph!" Ron started out before Harry elbowed him in the ribs, "Blimey, that hurt!"

Probably the Marauder's Map… that would be useful…but I don't think he'd lend it to us. Hell, I wouldn't lend it to us! Especially SD… she manages to lose things and come up with them half mangled weeks later. PK thought.

"What are you planning, PK?" SD asked, noting the maniacal gleam in her friend's eyes as PK turned to look at her.

Yep. SD was really rubbing off on the girl.


"Try it again, SD." PK sighed, sitting down in the library chair about three hours later.

"I just can't get it! Grr…quiesco (2)!"SD replied, flicking her wand again harshly and yelling out the spell.

PK yawned and looked at the wand pointed at her, "Nope. Nothing yet. I hope we get this down by tomorrow morning- it's supposed to be very nice out, and a Saturday to boot. No classes and everyone'll be outside."

SD wasn't paying attention though. "Ra damn it, I said quiesco!" she yelled, looking at the tip of her wand.

This time, her stubbornness paid off and a shot of silver-grey mist shot from her wand and right into her face. She stumbled for a second before collapsing on the floor.

PK chuckled and waited a few minutes, enjoying the quiet absence of SD's muttering and frustrated sighs before she muttered "Finite Incantantem."

"Ugh… my head…" SD muttered, "Hey… I did it!"

"Yeah, but I'm guessing that was pure luck. Looks like I'll be doing that portion of the spells tomorrow." sighed PK.

"Think we'll get in trouble?"

"Not if we don't get caught."


The next morning was beautifully bright, sunny and cheery. After breakfast, PK and SD stalked the twins down a few corridors until they were alone and put them to sleep. SD used the floating charm to lift the bodies out of the castle carefully- to avoid injury to the poor boys and to prevent getting caught- and headed down to the lake, getting stares from many students as for one- the girls were dressed in their outlandish usual attire and were floating the school's notorious pranksters down the grounds.

They had quite a crowd as they reached their destination, and PK floated the boys so they were over the water, but not too far in. SD yelled out, "On the count of three, PK!"

"One! Two! Three!"

SD used Finite Incantantem to wake the boys, who were quite surprised to see themselves outside and floating.

"Hello, boys." said PK.

"You really think you can upstage us? Tell us how the water is, will ya?" added SD, and the boys realized they were hovering over the lake.

Before they could protest, PK canceled the charm and both of them fell into the lake. They came up in about a minute, sputtering and coughing. Their bright red hair was plastered to their identical freckled faces and both wore identical looks of shock and fury.

"That…was low!" coughed Fred, getting up out of the water.

"Good though, you must admit, Gred." George growled, getting up as well and walking over to SD and PK menacingly.

"Uh oh…" said PK.

"Run away!" yelled SD, getting out of the reach of the twins before they could prank the girls back or throw them into the water as well.

"I think we made them mad, PK!"

"No crap!" replied the brunette, looking behind her and seeing that the twins had gotten their wands out of their sopping robes and were chasing her and SD with the wands pointed to their backs, "Gah! Run faster!"

"I'm trying! Gym was never my best subject, you know!"

"Same here!"

Fred's voice was heard a few feet behind them, "Tarantallgera!"

"Dodge it, PK!"

"Nyah, nyah! You missed me!"


A/N: Well… that's it for now, I guess.

PK13: Next chappie- we get to meet Umbridge… hehehe…

SD27: (sweat drops) Someone's anticipating that…

PK13: Yes indeed I am!

SD27: Hey! Talking like Kenshin is my thing!

PK13: …

(1) Basically means "to reveal", the writing on the parchment began to reveal itself.

(2) Latin for "sleep". Easy as that.


Reviewer Replies…

GreenEyedFloozy- Thanks for reviewing!

AnmarRanma- Ooh… very nice prank ideas… a little extreme, but very nice indeed… we shall have to use them! Mwahahahahahaha… Thanks for reviewing!

Black Spell- Loved the idea, so we used it! Thanks so much for reviewing!

ComputerFreak101- I love Phantom of the Opera! I got to see the play last year when it came to Chicago, too… prank ideas are very nice… we think we're gonna use the turning their hair odd. In fact, we have a good idea for that. Thanks for reviewing!

GDP- Why is it that everyone seems to be scared of me when I have coffee? AM I THAT BAD? PK says I am… but then again, she finds me on a sugar high funny. We still have to do those pranks, but since I don't have Geometry anymore… but you do! (holds trusty stabbing set- one fork, one spoon, and one cuchendor) LOL! Thanks for reviewing!

XxMidnightRosesxX- Thanks for reviewing! Loved the ideas… we used one, and probably'll use the others in the future. Showgirls… (lmao)

Oralindie- Thanks for reviewing! Agreement with Peeves, eh? Hmm… that would work…

Mew Koshou- Yeah, it was kind of short; I typed it up within the space of an hour. It was waffy only because me 'n PK didn't get a chance to do much planning and we needed to get some of the stuff out of the way. There's actually a pre-planned plot to this, it's a messed-up version of OotP with SD and PK and some twists, but to get on track there's gonna be some waffy pieces. Thanks for wishing us luck, Ra knows we'll need it. (there's a reason I said that this one'll be the death of me…) Thanks for reviewing!

Firecat925- Yes… Umbridge shall get what's coming to her… mwahahahaha… Thanks for reviewing!

Genny62890- Thanks for reviewing! We have ideas on what to do to Malfoy, but that will be later in the story. Ponder all you like… ponder- I like that word. Ponder ponder ponder…

PK13: (slaps a hand over SD's mouth) Another ferret incident could be fun, but I don't think we could dot hat- SD might end up turning herself into something…

KrazieKim522- Plastic wrap on toilets…? Okay, then… ponder all you like! Hey! I want some koala yummies… (cries)

PK13: Not again… Thanks for reviewing, hope you liked it.


A/N: La la de da… another chappie completed.

PK13: Wasn't there something you wanted to ask the readers?

SD27: Umm… shoot! I forgot!

PK13: SD no baka…

We've been toying with the idea of putting a little romance in here between the duo and a few characters. Though, if it is done, it won't be major at all, more like a small side thing. But, we don't want to lose any reviewers, so we're leaving it up to you to tell us if you want it or not. Please include your opinions in your reviews, and we'll tally it up and have it decided by chapter 7.

Ja ne, minna-san!

PK13 and SD27