Here We Go Again! SD and PK Take On Hogwarts-

SD27 and PK13

A/N: (SD27 is dressed in a Sailor Moon costume and PK13 is laughing her butt off and taking pictures that SD doesn't notice) I hate you PK, I really do… damn weakness for bets…

PK13: (laughing) This is priceless… and you look so cute, Sailor SD… (laughing harder)

SD27: At least I'm getting $10 out of this… didn't think I'd dress up, did ya?

PK13: (mumbles) No, but hey. That what she thinks. Like I'd give her $10... I'm broke. (takes picture)

SD27: What was that? Is that a camera? PK…!

PK13: Um- no. Let's get on with the fic, ne? Ehehe… (runs with SD chasing after her)

DISCLAIMER: SD27 and PK13 own nothing. Pranks this time go out to… no one. (re-reads chappie) No pranks this time? Odd… oh well.

SD27: (gasps) IT'S A SERIOUS CHAPPIE! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!

PK13: (hits her) You're scaring the readers, SD.


Chapter 7- Detentions and a Bit of Drifting

The rest of the day passed rather uneventfully. Both girls had Doubles Charms and Transfiguration together in which Summoning Charms and Vanishing Spells were put to rather sneaky use. PK made friends with a Bowtruckle she dubbed "Bob" in CoMC and SD started a dragon-dung-fertilizer fight between Pansy and an unfortunate Hufflepuff in Herbology. Pansy, to SD's delight, got a detention for the incident while the girl got off scot-free.


Eventually 5 'o clock came around and Harry stomped up to Umbridge's office. He wasn't in the best of moods as it was, seeing as he barely got to eat any dinner and he had just gotten his head bitten off by Angelina Johnson, the new Gryffindor Quiddich captain. Evidently his week of detention would interfere with Keeper tryouts and the 7th year captain was not happy with that at all.

Not to mention the detention he was heading to. No, couldn't forget that.

He knocked on the door as he finally arrived at the DADA classroom and entered when Umbridge's evil candy-coated voice of DOOM called for him to come in. He opened the door and resisted the urge to gag; the office was filled with frilly lacey things covering every inch of flat surface. Not to mention the scary multi-colored kitten figurines that stared at him with possessed eyes that looked AS IF THEY WANTED TO SUCK OUT HIS SOUL AND- ahem, well, moving on… they were just creepy.

"Good evening, Mr. Potter." she greeted, to which Harry mumbled out an "Evening." to.

She motioned for him to sit at one of a pair of desks in the corner of the room- one of which was occupied by a certain sleepy Slytherin girl. Harry raised an eyebrow- he couldn't remember SD getting a detention.

"Miss Zephyr, wake up!" Umbridge snapped, making said girl raise her head and blink confusedly.

"I'm up! Just resting my eyes. Wasn't sleeping." she said, yawning.

"Miss Zephyr here will be joining you this evening, Mr. Potter." the toad-woman said, stating the obvious.

Harry sat down, and Umbridge returned to her desk, pulling something out from the desk drawer.

"Tonight, you shall be writing lines." she told them, and both SD and Harry pulled out parchment.

SD knew what was coming- and was not looking forward to it at all. She gave a pitying smile to Harry as he pulled out a quill and ink and was told to put them both back as Umbridge handed both of them long, black, unnecessarily sharp quills.

The so-called DADA teacher smiled, "You, Mr. Potter, will be writing 'I must not tell lies.' and Miss Zephyr, 'I must not sleep in class.'. You may begin."

Harry blinked, "What about ink?"

"You will not be needing it."

"How many times do we have to write our lines?"

Here Umbridge gave an eerie smile, "Until the message sinks in, Mr. Potter."

SD played with her quill, not wanting to write until she received a sharp look from Umbridge and a quizzical one from Harry- who had not started either- then began to write "I will not sleep in class." on the paper.

She winced and held back a few well-deserved curses as pain shot through her right hand and the words appeared there before the skin healed over and became inflamed. She heard a gasp from Harry's desk and guessed he had began to write as well. Both of them gave death glares to the Professor and she returned them with a sadistic grin, asking if there were any problems.

SD's glare deepened, "I'll say, you sadi-"

A warning look from Harry cut her off, and she glared at the boy as well before looking back to Umbridge, "I mean- nothing, ma'am." she said before returning to writing herself an ugly tattoo.


Hours- and a lot of blood and pain- later, Harry couldn't stand the sight of his hand or paper anymore and risked a peek at the girl sitting next to him. He looked down at her paper and almost shouted in protest. Not only were her lines longer than his, but there were words scratched out and spelling mistakes and the fact the girl couldn't use a quill very well to begin with. (SD had used a pen throughout most of the summer schooling). This had all transferred to the girl's hand, as well.

Harry looked down at his hand, where a neatly written "I must not tell lies." could be seen underneath the large amount of crimson liquid dripping from the cuts to the paper he was writing on.

I thought I had it bad…he thought as SD whimpered slightly as she continued writing. She looked a bit pale, but otherwise kept a mask of indifference on her face as she scratched words on the parchment.

Harry frowned and started writing again, only to have Umbridge's voice ring out annoyingly to him and SD not three lines later.

"Come here." she said, and both of them got up and walked over to her desk, "Hands."

Harry stuck out his hand first, and she took it in her own. He repressed a shudder as she ran a stubby finger over the lines carved there and frowned, "Tut, tut. I don't think we made much of an impression yet, " she told him, grinning evilly, "Well, we'll just have to try again tomorrow night, now won't we?"

He practically yanked his hand out of the woman's grip and watched as she took SD's next, hand going up to his scar momentarily and rubbing it for a split second.

"Hmm… seems like someone was having trouble with her quill. That's going to leave a nasty mark, my dear." she said, running her finger over a tender spot that SD had scratched over the word 'sleep'- for some reason she had trouble spelling that sometimes.

SD twitched at the sound of Umbridge calling her "my dear".

Must… resist… stabbing… toad with quill… SD thought as Umbridge finally relinquished her grip on her hand.

Umbridge leaned back in her chair, "You two are dismissed. I'll see you tomorrow evening at 5 o' clock, Mr. Potter."

Harry mumbled something in return and SD glared at the woman as the two walked out the door, clutching their bleeding hands.

"Ra-damned toad-woman… gonna leave a scar now… grr… stab her toady-eyes out with that quill…"

Harry raised an eyebrow at the twitching girl, clutching her hand protectively and muttering curses against the DADA professor. The two walked down the corridors until they got to the staircases.

"Later, Harry." SD mumbled, heading down the stairs towards the Slytherin House while Harry walked up one flight to Gryffindor Tower.


The next week or two passed rather slowly- the Prank War had come to a bit of a standstill as both sides were planning something big to do to the others. What it was though, neither side knew. Gryffindor Keeper tryouts went on while Harry spent his nights in detention with Umbridge, and Ron was chosen to be the newest addition to the team. The red-head was very excited about that.

The cuts SD had gotten healed over pretty well, and there was only a very faint trace of the words "I must not in class." with the word "sleep" being scratched over and rewritten so many times that it was unable to be legible. The blonde had then resorted to keeping her mouth as shut as possible during the toad's class and just plotted her demise in there instead.

Ron also got a letter from his older brother Percy, who had separated and basically disowned himself from the Weasley family over the summer holiday. It basically consisted of why Ron shouldn't be friends with Harry and side with the Ministry of Magic instead of the Order and Dumbledore. That letter was promptly ripped into a million shreds with a muttering of "He is the world's biggest git!" then thrown into the fire.

Sirius also paid a small nighttime fireplace visit the same night- luckily no one was in the common room but PK got a small sight of him before he disappeared in a split second (Sirius claimed later to the Golden Trio she looked as though she might have been a First year).

The biggest shocker that happened was the fact that Umbridge was appointed the position of 'Hogwarts High Inquisitor'- whatever the hell that was supposed to mean. The Gryffindors were not pleased with that- especially PK and the Golden Trio- as was the staff.


Harry entered through the common room door one night, the night word got out about Umbridge's little promotion. He had just gotten back from yet another detention with the woman- this time for remarking about Quirrell and how Voldemort was sticking out of the back of his head before the guy got killed- and earned himself another week's detention with her. Guy just doesn't learn, does he?

He slammed the door shut, gaining the attention of the only few people left in the common room- Ron, Hermione, and a sleeping PK. Well… she wasn't sleeping anymore on the account of that the door slamming woke her up.

She sat up and rubbed her eyes sleepily and blinked at Harry, "Oh… welcome back from Hell, Harry. I think Hermione's got something for ya…" she said before flopping down back on the couch, eyes half open.

Harry blinked, turning to the bushy-haired girl, who pushed a bowl filled with a translucent yellow-ish liquid.

"Murlap essence, Harry. It should help with the pain." she explained as Harry nodded and sat down, hand resting in the bowl.

"Thanks a bunch." he sighed, scratching Crookshanks, who had appeared out of nowhere and curled around the Boy-Who-Couldn't-Stay-Out-of-Detention's legs.

Ron frowned and said to Harry in a low voice, "I still reckon you should complain about this." while gesturing to the bleeding hand.

"No." Harry flatly replied, about to add more when Ron interrupted.

"McGonagall'd go nuts if she knew!"

PK sat up on the couch, and looked at Harry, "SD tried complaining about it, but Snape didn't believe her."

Harry frowned, "What about her hand? Didn't she show it to him?"

PK smiled grimly, "Yeah, I guess she did- not sure though. SD's not too bright that way. She probably forgot about it until it was…" here she took a yawn, "almost healed over."

Hermione rolled her eyes, muttering something PK didn't catch.

"And even if we did complain, how long do you think it'd be until Umbridge passed another decree saying anyone who complains about the 'High Inquisitor' gets sacked immediately?"

Ron opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out while PK snorted in amusement before shifting, trying to get comfortable on the couch as she was before Harry had stormed in.

"She's an awful woman," Hermione said venomously after a minute or two of silence, "Just awful. You know, I was saying to Ron and PK before you came in… we've got to do something about her."

"I suggested poison." Ron remarked grimly.

"I say we… feed her to a pack of rabid bunny-rabbits…" muttered PK, beginning to doze off again.

Hermione sighed at the two and continued talking to Harry, "No… I mean, something about what a dreadful teacher she is; how we're not going to learn any defensive magic this year from her at all."

"Well, we really can't do anything about that?" Ron yawned, catching some of PK's sleepiness.

"It's too late- she's here and got the job. Plus that so-called Minister of yours'll make sure it stays that way, ne?" PK added.

"Well," Hermione started, "You know, I was thinking today…" she shot a look at Harry and plunged on quickly, "I was thinking that- maybe when the time comes when we should just- just do it ourselves!"

Harry raised an eyebrow, "Do what…"

"Well- learn DADA ourselves!" she replied.

Ron groaned, "You want us to do extra work? You do realize Harry and I are already behind on homework and it's only the second week, right?"

"You aint the only one." PK said, adding her two cents.

Hermione sighed exasperatedly, "But this is much more important than homework!"

The three goggled at her, wondering if they had heard correctly.

"By Ra… it's the end of the world. Hermione said something was more important than homework…" PK said, a little shocked.

"I didn't think there was anything more important in the universe than homework, Hermione." Ron added.

"Don't be silly!" the girl huffed, and Harry felt a twinge of apprehension as he saw that Hermione's eyes held the spark and fervor that S.P.E.W. inspired in her.

I don't think I like the looks of this… he thought as Hermione went on to describe how they should form a group after classes in secret to work on defensive magic and such.

When asked about who would lead the group, Harry brought up the fact that Lupin would be too busy to teach, and the sound of the werewolf's name got PK listening attentively to the conversation… for about 5 seconds until she realized that he was mentioned only in passing.

"Then who?" Harry asked, getting a little aggravated.

Hermione groaned and refrained from hitting her head on something like a table, "… I was talking about you, Harry."

There was a moment's silence, where the only thing audible was the crackling of the fire and PK's light snoring.

"About me what?" Harry asked, a little slow on the uptake.

"Teaching 'em Defense Against the Dark Arts, you baka." sighed PK, to the surprise of the Trio.

"Err… weren't you sleeping a second ago?" Ron asked, confused.

"Was I? Hmm… oh well." she shrugged.

Harry blinked, "Well, is she right in you wanting me to teach this DADA group?"

Hermione nodded and Harry looked to Ron, ready to exchange looks of exasperation whenever she proposed something as far-fetched as S.P.E.W.

Unfortunately for Harry, Ron looked thoughtful about the idea, "Well… that's an idea…" he muttered.

"What is?" Harry inquired.

"You." he replied, "Teaching us how to do it."

"But…"

Harry felt like laughing, feeling like the three were pulling his leg.

"I'm not a teacher, I can't-"

"Harry, you're the best in the year at DADA and just look at what you've done!" Hermione interjected.

"How'd you mean?"

She began naming off all the tasks against Voldemort that Harry had done in his years at school, while Harry protested that he had help, or that it was a fluke, and etc. Finally, Harry's infamous temper shone through and he started yelling while Hermione and Ron just smirked and PK watched the scene with minimal interest as she already knew that he'd accept the facts and go along with it anyways.

"I know what went on all right? And I didn't get through any of that because I was brilliant at Defense Against the Dark Arts, I got through it because- because help came at the right time, or I guessed right- but I blundered through it all, I didn't have a clue what I was doing- STOP LAUGHIING!"

The bowl of murtlap essence fell to the floor with Harry's last outburst and smashed into a million-bazillion pieces! Okay… about 15. Harry didn't realize he had gotten up on his feet, and Crookshanks was long gone after almost getting hit with that bowl. Ron and Hermione's smiles had gone buh-bye, and PK had an eyebrow raised.

"You don't know what it's like! You- any of you- you've never had to face him, have you? You just think it's just a bunch of memorizing bloody spells and firing them off, like you're in class! But it's not! The whole time, you're not thinking straight, and there's nothing between you and dying except your… brain and guts… and stuff… you know you're a second away from torture, death, or your friend's death, and they never teach us that in class!

"You sit there- acting like I'm a clever little boy who got lucky; like Cedric was dumb and he… he messed up. You just don't get it- that could have just as well been me, it would have been if I was the spare…"

There was a moment of silence as Harry completed his tirade and sat back down in the chair, a frown upon his face and the pain in his hand slowly returning with out the cooling presence of the murtlap essence he knocked to the floor.

"We weren't saying anything like that, Harry… we weren't having a go at Diggory, we didn't- you've got the wrong end of the-" Ron stuttered, not knowing what to say and looking to Hermione's stricken face for help.

"Harry," she whispered, "this is why we need you- you know what it's like… to face him… to face Voldemort."

It was the first time she had ever said his name, and for some odd reason it was this more than anything that calmed him down. He sighed and rubbed his temple with his un-injured hand.

"Well… think about it, will you?" Hermione continued, "Please?"

Harry didn't say anything, too absorbed in his thoughts and absentmindedly nodded. Satisfied with this, Hermione bid the three goodnight with a slightly weary and shaky voice before heading up the tower leading to the girls' dormitories.

Ron got to his feet, stretched, and decided he was going too, "Harry, you coming?" he asked, yawning slightly.

"Yeah…" Harry replied, "In… in a minute. I gotta clean this up."

Ron looked to the broken bowl and nodded before heading up the boys' staircase.

"Reparo." he muttered and the bowl flew back together, but the contents of the bowl were beyond returning.

He was about to go slump back in the chair and fall asleep when he noticed PK still sitting there, an odd smirk on her face.

"What?" he asked, a little annoyed.

"Anger management classes." she said, making Harry frown, "Not to sound insensitive, but I think they'd do you good. And you need to get some of that out of you every once in a while- you're gonna make your head explode one of these days. Gonna give a big boom and cover everyone in brains. Remind me to carry an umbrella around, will you? I don't need brains all over me."

Harry blinked and chuckled a bit at the girl's odd humor before PK got up and took the bowl from him, "Mine- Hermione borrowed it." she said before waving goodnight and heading up to bed while Harry did the same.


Two weeks later, Hermione cornered Harry in the library and asked if he had thought any more on the idea Ron, PK, and her had had.

Harry ignored her at first, seeming to be very engrossed in his copy of Asiatic Anti-Venoms since he didn't want to say what was in his mind.

He had indeed been thinking about it a lot over the last few weeks- at times thinking it insane, and at others (like after a class with that toad, Umbridge) he found himself subconsciously planning lessons…

"Well…" he said, when he couldn't pretend to find looking up potion ingredients for Snape interesting any longer, "yeah- I- I've thought about it a bit."

"And?" Hermione pressed forward, eagerly.

"I dunno." he shrugged and Hermione groaned at this.

PK looked up from the next table where she was working on her essay with SD and sighed, "Harry- just say yes, you know you wanna do it. Stop toying with Hermione- you're gonna give her a heart-attack." she said.

SD blinked, "Huwha?"

PK muttered, "The DA decision thingy-ma-bob."

SD nodded in understanding before going back to working on her essay for Snape, with a pen as otherwise she'd get another P for illegible handwriting.

The whispering at the table that the Golden Trio occupied continued, reaching an almost yell as Ron said something about "What did Vicky say?" which made a few occupants of the library raise eyebrows in question.

In the end, Harry agreed to the idea of him teaching the DADA club, now the only trouble was finding a place to hold said club-thingy and how to inform students without Umbridge finding out.


"Hey SD!" yelled PK as she ran down the hall, trying to catch up to the blonde that was quite a distance ahead of her, "Wait up!"

SD blinked and turned around and smiled as PK caught up to her, breathing a little heavily. "What's up, PK?" she asked.

It was now the weekend, and the also the first trip to Hogsmeade. PK, Harry, Hermione, and Ron had gotten the word out about the meeting to join the newly-formed DADA club and they had agreed that the Hog's Head would be the best place to hold the informational meeting. Right now, the group was getting ready to depart, and here PK found SD in the middle of the hall, a big stack of books in her hand and dressed in a pair of well-worn pants and what looked like her baggy pajama shirt, as well as hair up in a messy bun.

She frowned at the blonde, who gave her a quizzical look, "Um… what's wrong, PK?"

"Why aren't you at the front gates?" she replied.

"Umm… why should I be?"

PK smacked her forehead, "Hello? Earth to SD! Today's the first Hogsmeade trip! We went through all that begging to Dumbledore for permission and here I find you dressed like you're gonna fall asleep any minute and not ready to go!"

SD groaned and dropped her books, shaking PK by the shoulders, "Why didn't you remind me?"

"Stop… the… shaking…!" SD stopped and PK sighed, "I thought you knew! I'm the one that has to go be reminded! …And what's with all the books, huh?"

SD smirked, "Now who's the forgetful one? You promised me you'd work with me on McGonagall's essay, then hexes for Fred and George, and finally more research on how to get out of here and back home, remember?"

PK gave her friend a guilty smile, "Ehehe… oops. Um-"

SD cut her off with a wave of the hand, "Go ahead, go have fun. Stop at the joke store and see what they got, okay? I'll do the research and stuff here while you're gone."

PK smiled and gave the girl a grin, "Okay then- thanks a bunch. The Trio're gonna do the whole Hog's Head thing today…" she stopped and gave SD a look, "are you sure you don't want me to stay here with you?" she asked.

SD's reply was to turn the girl around and push her slightly in the direction of the castle doors, "No- I'll be fine. Go! You've been getting along great with the Gryffies… you'll get to witness stuff not in the book. Geez- I can't believe we're only that far into it though."

PK laughed and nodded, "Yeah… I think right now we're not even half-way through the book yet."

"Well, we didn't go through all the summer with Harry; we were here, remember?"

"Oh yeah…"

"Well, you better go- unless you want to get left behind., that is. Oh! And here."

SD dug in her bag that was slung around her shoulder and handed PK a small pouch containing half of the money she blackmailed out of Malfoy. PK looked in it and frowned, "And you got this… where?" she inquired.

"Malfoy. He can be very generous when he wants his hair back to normal. Oh yeah… and will you pick me up something while you're there? I'll pay you back." SD replied smugly.

"How much did you get off of him, anyways?"

"About… 20 galleons. You get 10, and so do I."

Nodding, PK took a look at her watch and stared running off down the hallway, her trench coat flaring behind her as she yelled, "I'll make sure to bring you back some candy… and a butterbeer!"

SD laughed, "I'd rather you get me a fire whisky- but I doubt you'd pass for 17!"

PK stopped and stuck her tongue out, "Look who's talking, Chibi-chan!"

The blonde growled and picked up her textbooks from the floor as PK ran off out of sight. Muttering to herself about unnecessary short jokes, she sighed and headed down to her original destination- the library.


About half-way through the day, PK was heading down to the Hog's Head, along with the other three. Looking through the shop windows they passed on their way, she stopped on seeing something in the bookstore window.

"PK! What's keeping you?" called Hermione, "We need to get going!"

PK ignored her, instead looking at the book shown in the window before going in, and coming out a minute later with it wrapped up in her arms.

Hermione gave her a puzzled look before leaning over and getting a look at the title, "Advanced Teleportation Without Apparation: Finding Your Way Around the Cosmos. Why would you buy that, PK?" she asked.

PK rubbed the back of her head and grinned nervously, "Umm… no reason! SD was umm… looking up stuff like this and I thought this'd help!"

"Why couldn't she come again?" Hermione asked, as she was the only one of the Trio who didn't outright dislike the blonde because of her house.

"Umm…she forgot it was today. And she said she was going to the library to research stuff for McGonagall's essay on animal transfiguration, hexes for Fred and George, and then a way for us-" PK said, cutting herself off before she said too much.

"A way for you two to what?" asked Ron, getting slightly suspicious.

PK smiled a little too widely, "Nuthin…" she said before running ahead to the Hog's Head.

The Trio blinked and watched her run off, "How much you wanna bet she has no bloody clue how to get there?" Ron stated.

Harry smiled, "I'd bet a galleon or two, mate- but I'd know I'd lose."


SD sighed, humming a song to herself as she sat in the library, curled up in a window-seat with her Transfiguration text in her lap, a spare piece of parchment on top of that and a pen in one hand.

"Grr… this bites. I can't think." she muttered, leaning back in the seat and staring out the window, "Maybe I should have gone along with PK and the rest."

She looked out onto the grounds and watched as a strong gust rattled the windows and blew leaves off the trees that made up the outer edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"Then again- I don't think I would have been very welcome to that meeting… I am, after all- a slimy Slytherin. Don't wanna get ambushed in the Hog's Head with all of those Gryffindors and Ravenclaws in there. Even PK couldn't hold them all off…"

SD nestled into the crook between the two walls and sighed; she felt sleepy all of a sudden and began to doze off where she was.


A/N: Too… tired… NO MORE WRITING! PLEASE! I know- not the best place to leave off… but its still about 13 pages long! Sleepy…

PK13: (blinks and checks watch) Well… it is after 1:00 AM…

SD27: What? (grabs PK13's wrist and yanks it so watch is visible) I gotta get to bed- parents'll be home soon!

PK13: Then write the reviewer responses and go to bed.

SD27: (is sleeping in her chair)

PK13: (sighs) Fine- I'll do it, you lazy bum.


Review Responses-

AnmarJoey- (blinks) Wow… evil… I love it! SD and me'll hafta use that one. (evil laughter) Oh… sorry about whaling on your George like that… but I couldn't help myself! Ehehe… (gives you George plushie in compensation for the pounding) And the whole 'humiliate Snape thing, he must die…' (looks at SD27)

SD27: … (snoring)

PK13: Snape's still SD's fav character… but I'm sure I can coerce her into giving him some humiliation. Thanks for reviewing!

Go Drink Pinesol- (laughing her ass off) SD in love? That's rich! (laughs with you and wakes SD up)

SD27: Huwha? Wha's so funny, PK?

PK13: Nothing- go back to sleep. You're mom thought you were mental? I get that all the time too- don't worry. Thanks for reviewing!

Oralindie- Sugoi! Another convert to using Japanese! Peeves will be used somewhere in the future. We'll be seeing a lot of him when the twins depart from Hogwarts. Thanks for reviewing!

ComputerFreak101- Glad you loved it! I don't SD was very happy with her tattoo… (pulls SD's hand and looks at the back of it) You can't really see it though, so that's a good thing.

SD27: (still sleeping) …

Yesh! We have finished the 6th book- good, wasn't it? SD says that it's her favorite out of the whole series. I still like Prisoner of Azkaban better though. You got to go to a party for it? Lucky! Well, hope this one was just as good as the last- though it's not really a funny chapter. Thanks for reviewing!

Genny62890- Thanks for reviewing! Well… I… um… why didn't I notice my hair was like the Pharaoh's?

SD27: (mumbles) You're slow… that's why…

PK13: (whaps her over the head) And as for Fred and George not noticing… dunno. Not observant I guess. Hey- is that the Sound of Music I hear?

SD27: (bolts up and runs out of the authoress space, screaming) Not that! Anything but that!

PK13: (sweatdrop) I'm guessing she doesn't like the Sound of Music. Ehehe. Fred and George bursting out in song? Hmm… that sounds in-ter-est-ing…

Ed-chan13- Thanks for the review! Malfoy mauled by ferrets… hmm… that sounds interesting.

SD27: (runs in and hands PK13 a stack of papers) Emails from Ed-chan. Good idea- me thinks we should use 'em.

PK13: (lmao) FAKE pictures? Hmm… poor boy'll be traumatized. But how to get them in there… hmm…

XxMidnightRosesxX- Thanks for reviewing! Glad you liked it!

TiNaBoBiNa17- Wow… you reviewed a lot… (reads them all) Hehehe… a lot of SD27 bashing in here, isn't there?

SD27: (pouts) Not nice, Lily… jerk.

PK13: Certain muggles being transported to scare the crap outta SD and PK? I'ma guessing someone wants a cameo in this ficcie, ne? lol- maybe. We'll see on this since Kaite and Roxy want in too… gah. Well, thanks for the six reviews! Ehehehe.

GreenEyedFloozy- Thanks for reviewing! Glad you liked it!


A/N: NO MORE! YAY!

PK13: For another two weeks, that is. You have a schedule to upkeep, right?

SD27: (face fault/crash)

PK13: Well, please read and review! Have a good night!

SD27: Drive safely!

Ja ne, minna-san!

PK13 and SD27