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Chapter Eighteen — Major
November passed and December began with a flourish. Everyone was talking about what they were going to do for the holidays. For the first time Harry was actually looking forward to celebrating Christmas. He knew his Uncle Remmy didn't have that much money but he knew that they were going to have a blast just being with each other and maybe Tonks. He would finally have a Christmas that he wanted to remember and not one where he got dog biscuits for a present.
However, Ron and the twins were becoming more and more withdrawn as Christmas approached. Harry got the impression that they were hiding something from him. It was a week before everyone left for the holidays did they find out the truth. No one was prepared to hear what the three redheads had to say.
"Guys, there's something about our family that you don't know. We're not supposed to tell but the three of us don't agree with our family." Fred began telling the other four First Year Gryffindor boys.
"A long time ago, back before even Grindelwald was in power all the pureblood families decided that one of the families had to spy on the students of the other Houses." George continued for his twin.
Ron told the next part of the story. "They debated for days on end trying to find the perfect family to infiltrate Gryffindor. The Malfoys and Weasleys hated each other but the Malfoys had more influence and convinced the old families that the Weasleys should be that family."
"It was easy to convince the Light side that our family deflected to their side. We were poor while the others were insanely rich," said Fred.
"The other families agreed to pay for our education and anything we needed really, if we spied on Gryffindor. Our ancestors were greedy so they had no problem with this arrangement. They would only pay if everyone were in Gryffindor. Fred and I wanted to be in Ravenclaw but we would have taken out of school since we couldn't pay."
"I really did want to be a Gryffindor. I didn't really care about the money. As the last Weasley boy, I wanted to be with Fred and George and because I didn't want to cause trouble among the other old families."
"Our parents know that we don't agree with their political views. And, when we are old enough we won't be joining them. But because of what we believe, we are disowned and are considered dead to the rest of the family the moment we turn seventeen." Fred ended the story.
"I have a few questions. Why don't you all just leave? If you are disowned then why suffer? Won't a Light family take you in?" asked Harry.
"A part of the deal was that the adults of the Light side could never know about the deal," explained Ron. "But for some reason that rule doesn't apply to the kids. We can't just go to someone and ask if we could live with them. They would ask questions and we can't answer them."
Fred took that moment to change the subject. "So what's this I hear about you five wanting to end the term with a bang?"
Seven boys snuck out early the day before term ended. They spilt into three groups so they could get back to the Common Room before they could get caught. They all had the same thought in their heads; this was going to be great. An hour later, they all met up outside the Fat Lady's portrait and gave each other smiles.
When everyone went down to the Commons all they could see was dark. The same happened when they went out of the Commons the same happened. The older students tried to perform the 'Lumos' charm and nothing happened except for Percy yelling at those who tried to use magic in the corridors. They all made their way down to the Great Hall in the dark. Hogwarts was experiencing a black out.
The whole castle was completely dark. None of the windows let in a single ray of light. When they reached the Great Hall, the students and faculty were relieved to find at least some light. It wasn't much but at least they could see further than five steps in front of them.
Breakfast was set out in front of them. They all piled the food on their plates and ate in silence. Everyone was wondering who could have possibly turned all the lights out. They thought it couldn't have been the Weasley twins because they were only Third Years. Harry and his friends were also not options as they were only eleven.
Then Dumbledore stood to speak as everyone was finishing their meal.
"As Hogwarts has no light, I afraid that I must cancel today's lessons. I hope that you aren't too disappointed that you won't be learning today.
"All dark areas are forbidden. The rooms you are allowed to enter are is this one and the infirmary. Strangely enough, the kitchens are also unaffected but you aren't allowed in that area. You may go outside but inform your Head of House when you leave and report back to him or her when you come back inside.
"Now go and enjoy yourselves. But expect this to happen every year." He looked pointedly at the seven boys as if he knew it was they who cast the spell. They just shook the thought away. But that was impossible. Dumbledore had no way of knowing it was them. At least, they hoped he had no way of knowing.
The five First Year Gryffindors stayed in the Great Hall the whole time that the 'Dark Curse' was in affect. McGonagall didn't like that one bit. They were plotting something and she didn't like that at all. Harry Potter was too much like his father for her liking. She liked the boy, both of them, but she didn't like it when he was plotting. The last time a Potter at Hogwarts plotted something... well she tried to block that out. The memory still caused her shiver.
Harry Potter confused her at times. He was an innocent that had been hurt in a way that she couldn't understand why an adult acted like that. But he loved to prank others, use and expand his knowledge to cause havoc throughout the castle. He was so much like his father but as like his godfather, Sirius Black. And that scared her. She wanted to protect Harry from a life like that.
Ron, Fred, and George Weasley was so different from their older brothers. She had no idea how the older Weasley's got into her House but they behaved like Slytherins in so many ways. Bill and Charlie are by far the worst in the group. If Voldemort ever rose again those two and Percy were the most likely to join the Death Eaters. But the other three didn't seem to be like that.
All of the First Year boys reminded her of James Potter and his friends. She just wished that they would have a better future than James, Remus, Sirius, and Peter. It saddened her to know that Remus and Harry were the only two people left from such an amazing friendship. And to think it failed due to one man's betrayal.
"What do you guys want to do? We cancelled classes but now we don't have anything to do." Harry asked the others.
"We haven't had a snowball fight yet. I want to go outside. It's so boring in here." Neville suggested hopefully. The other usually ignored his ideas.
"That's not a bad idea. Dean, Seamus, you to go recruit from the other Houses to see if they want to join us. Ask Granger too. She might actually agree to step away from her precious books and have some fun." Ron gave the orders with Harry's approval.
It only took twenty to collect the majority of the Gryffindors, Ravenclaws, and Hufflepuffs. They were all bored as well as were willing to rise to the challenge of a Gryffindor. The Slytherins weren't going to play with Gryffindors so they avoided them. Besides, they were still angry about the boils. They knew that Gryffindor was behind the prank even though they have no proof.
The students returned to the castle as the sun went down. No one was dry. They didn't even come inside to eat lunch. Instead, the house elves served it outside. When they went inside they saw that the lights were restored and they castle was free to roam about in.
"So, was that brilliant or what?" Dean put his wet arms around Harry and Ron. They all had huge smiles on their faces. "We really have to thank your uncle for that spell."
"I'll tell him that tomorrow, mate. He never knew the potential of that spell. Dad only used it in small areas and not the whole school." Harry suddenly laughed. "On second thought, maybe I shouldn't tell Uncle Remmy. He might not believe that we did this."
They walked into the Gryffindor Tower congratulating each other on a job well done and the fact they didn't get caught. They changed out of their wet clothes and wen to bed thinking about what they were going to for Christmas.
A/N I'm sorry that it's such a filler. I didn't feel right going straight to the holidays. Hope that you enjoyed it anyways.
Also, sorry to all the Weasley fans.
