Chapter 11:
Swift Escape
Both girls heard it. "OMG! That was Dumbledore we're in so much trouble!" Rachel exclaimed. Artemis smirked. "Whatever he has no proof, I made sure, we're safe, don't worry plus what's he gonna do give; us detention?" Artemis asked in a tone worthy of Severus.
Together the two walked down the halls to Professor Dumbledores office. As soon as they walked in they were faced with the heads of the four houses, the headmaster. A few various prefects just come from the common rooms where it could be guessed the gorillas were throwing shit and a very angry looking Minister of Magic.
"Sirs?" Artemis asked. Her tone and face a mask of innocence. The same thing was going through everyone's head: Slytherin to the bone. "Miss Grenier we have reason to believe that you sent some gold goblets to every department of the Ministry of Magic, including my office, which twenty minutes ago had transformed into gorillas and began throwing manure around," Fudge began.
"Sir that's impossible, you see we were by Hagrids hut twenty minutes ago, ten minutes ago we were at the Quidditch pitch and after that we were in our dorms," Artemis protested. Suddenly they played there guilt card. Slowly tears began forming in Rachel's eyes before she began outright bawling into her hands.
The professor shocked didn't know what to do as the Slytherin began patting her friends back. "I'm always being blamed!" Rachel bawled as Artemis tried very hard to keep the grin/smirk from her face. Snape noticed.
"Minister, would you like me to get a veritaserum?" Snape asked.
"Sir if you administer that
to us I'll sue," Artemis threatened. "It's against the law to
administer that to a minor without her consent and that of her
parents,"
she added.
"Of course there are alternatives," Snape said. Artemis followed his line of thinking. "Professor Snape is a skilled Legilsmentilcy master. I have no knowledge of occulmenlcy so why doesn't he have a look?" Snape was trying even harder to keep a smirk off his face until he looked into her mind. There was a picture of her killing fudge. Suddenly he was there too covering for her. It was obvious the meaning of such. He retreated from her lovely thoughts and turned to the other occupants of the room, ignoring the sobbing Rachel who was only still sobbing to cover up her laughter.
"Miss Grenier is perfectly innocent after all," was all he said in a rather bored tone.
"THEN WHO DID IT!" Fudge yelled angrily.
"Probably some other teenage
girl who hates the ministry and the minister and the houses,"
Artemis replied before anyone could say anything. Suddenly the heads
of houses burst out laughing including Snape. Even Dumbledore began
chuckling. Fudge on the other hand was turning a lovely shade of
red.
"Sir you shouldn't hold your breath you might die and then we'll have to bury you and I'm not to keen on getting any nearer," Rachel commented.
Even the prefects began
laughing. Fudge just got redder before he tried to apparate. I say
tried as he ended up getting himself splinched, because of the
anti-apparation wards. With a small wave of hands the ministers half
here
turned a bright pink and the one at the brothel, he was
headed to, turned a slime green. All heads looked at three two girls.
"Wasn't me!" they declared together.
It wasn't either of them it was them both. Snape raised an eyebrow, McGonagall gave them her best teacher look, Professor Sprout gave them an as if look and the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, also head of Ravenclaw, Professor Hastings just glared.
"Really I deny doing such a
horrible act on my own," Artemis carefully worded her words. Rachel
nodded in
confirmation. All teachers noticed how the words were
worded.
Snapes eyebrows raised another
notch. "Of course and being a Slytherin truth drips from your
fangs." Surprisingly it was McGonagoll was said that comment.
Artemis smirked happily. The head of Slytherin followed suit.
Dumbledore sighed and looked from the girls to there heads of houses.
"I apologize for the unjust accusation on the ministers' behalf. You may leave," Dumbledore said. Grinning Rachel and Artemis left the room, unawares of the prefects leaving after and the conversation that followed.
