April 27th, 1996. Monday.
Selena hated the end of holidays.
Apparently, so did all the other students. Everyone was drooping in class, slowly shuffling their parchment and lazily taking out their ink pots. Well, everyone except for Tess and Hermione Granger, of course.
Even Divination seemed stale.
The students sat in Classroom 11, Selena playing with the soft, cool moss that made up the floor. The ground-floor classroom was quite the transformation from Professor Trelawney's attic fortune-telling shop. The whole thing looked like someone had taken the Forbidden Forest and put it inside Hogwarts. The stone floor was covered in squishy moss, tree trunks propping up students. Trees grew around them, shafts of morning sunlight shining between the branches from the windows.
Selena reached out towards a spot of sunlight on the floor, feeling the warmth on her fingers. Across from her, Renee leaned against a boulder, watching as Firenze taught the class.
Why couldn't it be holiday all the time?
The Fifth Years still seemed to all be going mad with revisions. Selena had seen Alexanda in the Common Room that morning chewing her hair as she stared teary-eyed at Herbology notes. At least I'm still thirteen, Selena thought. She sighed.
"Miss Malast? Is there anything the matter?"
Selena looked up in alarm, meeting the bright blue eyes of Firenze.
"Oh, no," she replied, shaking her head. "Nothing." She smiled for good measure.
Firenze watched her for a moment. Finally the centaur tilted his head, snowy hair spilling over his shoulder. "Go on, young ones. Class is finished early. Enjoy the rest of the day before lunch."
The class erupted into cheers. A small smile appeared on the teacher's face as he watched the students standing up and gathering their things. Selena pulled her bag onto her shoulder, hurrying over to her friends. Renee was beaming, her golden spade earrings catching speckles of sunlight.
"Any chance Potions will be like this later today too?"
Selena laughed. "I wish. Something tells me Professor Snape won't allow it."
"It's nearly May, you'd think the dungeons would be warmer by now," Elizabeth said as she walked over, Tess in tow.
"Either way, having class end and not having homework is good enough," Selena laughed. The girls made their way to the door, ducking under some tree branches on the way. Just as Selena pushed the last leaves out of her face, she heard a familiar voice talking behind her.
"Honestly, you'd think by now they'd have realized having a horse teaching Divination is even worse than that old bat from before. I still can't believe she's still here, you'd think Umbridge would've depulso-d her right off one of the bell towers by now."
Selena fought the impulse to roll her eyes. Maryana Callahan was never surprising. Selena felt Renee's black Converse hitting the backs of her shoes.
"Sorry," Renee whispered.
Selena smiled back at her friend, linking their arms. Renee still wasn't comfortable around Maryana after last year. Whenever the Slytherin girl was around, Renee would always hurry away or cower as her friends continued on their way. It wasn't like Renee to be so afraid of someone.
"I don't know why the Ministry is allowing this. I'll write to them myself if he keeps talking about how much better centaurs are than wizards," Maryana sighed.
"At least he doesn't compare us to Muggles, right?" chirped Astoria Greengrass.
As the girl's turned into the nearly-empty corridor, Selena willed the Slytherin girls to turn and go the other way. But of course - they didn't. The pair followed the Gryffindors by a few feet. Selena grit her teeth. Elizabeth must have noticed.
"So, I was thinking, we could have a study session tomorrow night? I'll bring hot chocolate," she said clearly, blinking hazel eyes behind her glasses.
"That sounds great, Liz, we can-"
"And honestly," Maryana's voice rose louder, "he seems to forget that not all wizards are made equal. You have the Muggle-borns to think about. But who knows - maybe at some point, Umbridge will just make a decree to finally keep those Mudbloods out of Hogw-"
Alisson whipped around before Selena could.
"Shut your mouth before I have to staple it closed."
Maryana gave her a wry look in return, lifting an eyebrow. "Excuse you?"
"You heard me," Alisson replied, blue eyes narrowed. "Or better yet, I just learned langlock a couple of weeks ago. I can show you if you feel like having your tongue stuck to the roof of your mouth for a while. I don't know how you'd survive not insulting someone for five minutes."
Astoria Greengrass looked between the two girls, shifting uncomfortably. "Um, Yennie, let's just-"
"Go on then," Maryana said, ignoring her friend. She folded her arms. She narrowed her green eyes back at Alisson. "I honestly don't believe you can. How can someone who's failed two Charms exams in a row possibly-"
Alisson took another step forward, Maryana having to look up now at the taller girl. Selena let go of Renee, grabbing Alisson's arm instead. "Lis, stop, stop." She looked at Maryana, meeting her eyes. "It's what she wants. She'll go back and tell Umbridge and just get you in trouble."
"Maybe you should listen to her," Maryana told Alisson.
Astoria shifted again, the brunette looking over at Selena and Alisson.
"Ladies."
The girls are turned quickly, noticing Firenze at the end of the hallway, morning light streaming between them.
"Is everything well?" the centaur asked.
"Of course, Professor," Maryana said with a smile over the girls' shoulders, ever the picture of innocence. "Just heading to the library." She turned and grabbed Astoria's hand, pulling her away.
Selena watched as Firenze observed them.
"Thank you, Professor," Elizabeth said from where she stood, an arm around Tess. "We're quite alright now."
Firenze gave a slow nod of his head and then turned, heading back to his classroom. The clopping of his hooves receded down the corridor. Selena sighed, realizing she'd been clutching Alisson's arm tightly. "Sorry," she mumbled, letting go of her.
"S'not a problem," Alisson replied, adjusting her robes.
Both girls turned to Tess who gave them a small smile. "Well don't go on just staring at me. Um, so, um, anyone want to go to the Common Room then?"
Selena smiled back at Tess, hoping to brush aside the situation with Maryana. Elizabeth was just as silent, glancing over at Selena, who could tell they were thinking the same thing. It was just a bad reminder of last year when Draco Malfoy called Tess a Mudblood and she cried. Tess was never ashamed of being Muggle-born. But Selena knew it had to hurt whenever someone needled at her.
"I know what you're all thinking," Tess said, sighing. "And don't worry. I'm fine." She held up her hands defensively, the watch on her wrist flashing. "Honestly."
Renee cleared her throat, throwing her arm around Tess' waist. "To the Common Room then!"
The girls left the corridor, emerging in the Entrance Hall, the giant doors to the Great Hall shut before lunch. Alisson and Elizabeth discussed the newest post to the bulletin board in the Common Room: a note reminding the Fifth Years that they had to meet with their Head of House after break. It was for "Career Advice" as the note was named in large letters.
Wendy had been stressing a little over it the past few days. Selena had seen her pacing around the library just yesterday with a handful of colorful pamphlets on careers.
"She has her appointment today before dinner," Elizabeth said. The girls waited as a staircase shifted magically, the portraits around them chattering. "I dunno what she chose. I heard her talking to Annabeth Black, and when Annabeth suggested she could become a dragon feeder, Wendy said she would - and I quote - 'probably do better as the dragon food.'"
"Why do we even need to choose what we want to do for the rest of our lives at fifteen anyways?" Alisson sighed.
"Muggles are so lucky," Renee said, shaking her head. "They go to university and don't have to decide until their eighteen or so. Maybe even later!"
Tess knit her brows. "It's not all that honey and roses, though. I-I mean, you know, they have the GCSEs and then there are the A Levels, and you have to apply to get into schools... I mean, despite that, sometimes I miss Muggle education."
"Well, you're a witch," Renee said, smiling at her. "And you don't have to worry at all about those Guessies and whatnot."
"GCSEs," Tess corrected quietly.
The girls stepped off a staircase, heading across the platform to the next one. Selena readjusted her bag strap. There wasn't any homework over break for Transfiguration, was there? Professor McGonagall would've told them. Right?
"I actually have been considering whether or not to go to university," Tess piped up.
Selena glanced over at her, forgetting her Transfiguration work. "What?"
Tess blushed, her brown eyes looking at the stone floor. "Um, yeah, actually... The whole thing with the Fifth Years has had me thinking."
"But you have to take N.E.W.T.s with us and everything!" Renee gave a horrified gasp. "Are you going to drop out?"
Tess gave her a bewildered look. "Drop out? Absolutely not. I was just thinking, you know..." She shrugged, twisting one of her fingers. "I'd never imagined finding out I was a witch and going to a school for sorcery when I was little. I had other dreams - you know, ones that don't involve dragons. I thought I might become a nurse. Or, or maybe a school teacher with little children. Maybe a doctor, if I felt like it." She shrugged again. "Point is, I had other options then that I don't have now... I mean, think about it: all of you grew up knowing about these magical careers. You probably never expected to go to a Muggle university."
"Well, learning magic would certainly be more difficult there," Renee said simply.
Tess nodded at her. "Yeah, and learning medical science or how to teach primary school is difficult here."
Selena frowned. She'd never considered that. Her parents both had magical careers - but to her, they were just normal jobs. She hadn't considered that Tess might feel odd being the first one in her family - for a while, at least - to not go to university and have a different job.
"Do you like it here?" Renee asked quietly.
Tess nodded her head quickly. "Yes, yes, of course! I love it here. And I love being with you all." The girls all smiled, Renee giggling and giving Tess a hug. "But I do sometimes miss other classes and other possibilities for my life." She sighed, smiling. "At least I don't have to worry about it for a couple years."
"Yeah, we have more important things to consider!" Renee announced, turning and rushing up the next staircase.
"And what would that be?" Selena asked with a grin, rushing after her friend.
"Maintaining sanity while Headmistress Dumbridge is in charge," Renee replied, jumping up the next step onto the the landing.
Alisson grinned. "Never sure you had much sanity to begin with, Pierce."
Renee stuck her tongue out and ran to the next staircase. Selena laughed, chasing after her.
1 Hour Later
The Library
"Okay, but I'm confused," Rolf said, shaking his head. "Why does it make a difference if the daisy roots are chopped or minced?"
"I don't know, but it just does," Selena snapped, waving her hand at their Potions textbook. "And Shrinking Solution needs minced daisy roots!"
"Be quiet, this is a library!" Rolf whispered harshly.
"You be quiet, you're the one who can't understand daisy roots!"
"Oh, it's my fault you're such a poor tutor?"
"I'm not even tutoring you, Rolf!"
"Will you both pipe down?" Hazel said, exasperated from her seat at the wooden table piled with books. They had all elected to go to the library instead of going to lunch, trying to cram last minute revisions before their next classes.
Selena and Rolf fell silent, Selena shutting the Potions textbook slowly. "Sorry, Hazel." She gave Rolf a sheepish look. "Sorry..."
He waved it away, brushing at his green fringe. "Don't worry, I'm sorry I'm so dim."
"You're not dim," Selena chastised him gently, smiling at him. "Potions are just... odd. It's no problem."
He smiled back. "Thanks."
"Elizabeth had to tutor me a while back," Selena said, glancing over at her blonde friend sitting down the table. "Right, Liz?"
Elizabeth held up a thumbs-up in reply, never looking away from her textbook, Intermediate Transfiguration. She told Selena she just wanted to read ahead a few chapters. Selena sighed, setting her Potions notebook on top of the textbook. She was behind a chapter, and still hadn't caught up over holiday. Where did a witch find a study ethic like Elizabeth's?
A giggle behind them made Selena turn around, Rolf glancing over her shoulder. In the shelves behind her, Selena could make out two figures walking into the aisle, robes swishing around their legs as they walked. She squinted as she recognized the long hair ending in curls belonging to the shorter figure. Sasha stopped in the shadows of the shelves, her hand in Lennick Prewett's as she giggled again, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and kissing him.
Selena turned back around in her seat. She cleared her throat, suddenly very interested in the marbled cover of her Potions notebook. "Well. Um. So, Shrinking Solution?"
Rolf was staring over Selena's shoulder, his eyes narrowed. A second later he looked at Selena across the table, shaking his head. "They're mad. You know, I saw them today when I was going to the lavatory. They were in one of the corridors, talking. During class."
"Sasha has some free periods," Selena reminded him. "She's a Seventh Year."
"Yeah," Rolf said bluntly. "But he doesn't."
Selena sighed, shaking her head play-mockingly at him. "You say that like you're surprised a Slytherin wouldn't mind skipping class."
"So you agree with this?" Rolf asked, arching an eyebrow beneath his fringe.
Selena shrugged, noticing Hazel watching them over the top of her notebook. "I mean, it seems harmless enough. He's nice isn't he? Why are you getting so testy about it?"
"It's just strange," Rolf said, leaning back in his chair. A few books flew over their heads, returning to their shelves.
"Someone sounds jealous," Selena replied with a smirk.
Rolf gave her an irritated look. "I do not fancy Sasha Ramirez. You're mad."
"Not that," Selena said, laughing lightly. "You're just jealous that she's dating someone and you're not."
Rolf rolled his eyes. "Oh, please-"
"But I'm right, aren't I?" Selena giggled. Hazel ducked back behind her notebook.
"Right, okay, sounds a little like you're projecting."
"Projecting?"
"Yeah. You're saying I'm jealous of them because I feel lonely - but that's actually how you feel."
"Why would you say-"
"Things didn't exactly work out with Colin Creevey, did they?"
Selena glared at him, feeling her cheeks turning red. Hazel set down her notebook, frowning at Rolf.
"Honestly?" she said, gold eyes watching him.
Rolf looked back at her, the two staring for several seconds before Rolf's gaze wavered. He glanced down at the table. Selena waited for him to say sorry, to say he was only joking. Instead Rolf just continued staring down at the table.
"I'll see you later, Hazel," Selena said, standing up. The legs of her wooden chair scraped the floor. She grabbed her bag, stuffing her books inside as quickly as she could manage.
Hazel stared up at her, eyes wide. "Oh, okay."
Selena gave a wave to Elizabeth and turned, walking from the Library. Behind her, she heard Hazel start hissing "honestly? Honestly, Rolf?" Before Rolf can say anything - if he was going to say anything, Selena thought bitterly - the bell tolled for lessons to resume.
That Afternoon
Transfiguration had seemed to drag on and on. Of course Professor McGonagall wouldn't let them go early. Selena didn't completely mind - Transfiguration was one of her favorite subjects this year. But still, there's only so long one can listen to a lecture on Animagi before they begin to question whether life would be more interesting as a cat.
Potions was only slightly more interesting. The students were revising the Antidote to Uncommon Potions. The part of the lecture where Professor Snape talked about fire seeds - an ingredient in the antidote - spun into Bronwen asking after the Fire-Breathing Potion, which Snape apparently found more fascinating than the antidote. Judging by Alisson's expression, though, Selena feared her friend was getting too many ideas.
A vision of Umbridge's hair on fire made her stifle her laughter.
Unfortunately, Professor Snape caught it. He looked at her, pausing mid-sentence, black eyes glinting. "Yes, Miss Malast? Is there something funny?"
Selena wiped the smile from her face. "Oh, no, Professor. No."
Snape stared at her. He still had an arm up, holding an empty flask. "I would take a point from Gryffindor for your obvious lack of attention, but... I don't think Gryffindor could possibly get any lower in House points."
The Slytherins and Ravenclaws in class giggled. Maryana grinned. Ever since she'd helped the Inquisitorial Squad chase down the members of Dumbledore's Army, Maryana had been more hostile than usual. Selena figured it was because they weren't punished as much as the girl would've liked. However, Gryffindor House was suffering. Their glass point counter in the Great Hall was sparse with rubies.
The bell rang, Selena thankfully shutting her Potions textbook. She'd had enough of it for today. The class began to leave the dungeon classroom, Hazel walking close to Selena as Alisson and Tess trailed behind, discussing what they hoped would be the pudding at dinner.
"I'm sorry about Rolf," Hazel said quietly over the din of chatter.
Selena waved it away. "Don't worry about it. It's fine."
"You don't sound fine."
"Well... well it's been a long day," Selena said, not meeting her friend's eyes. The left the classroom, heading through the dungeon. Selena relished the warm air that returned once they walked up the stairs. They emerged onto the first floor of the Octagon Tower, Selena and her friends turning into the Viaduct Entrance. She tried to ignore the returning wave of anger that thinking of Rolf brought up. Why had he lashed out at her like that? She was just joking with him, she didn't mean to hurt his feelings. Usually he was fine with that sort of thing. Did he really care about Sasha and Lennick Prewett that much?
It didn't make sense. He probably was just jealous.
Hazel must've noticed the scowl on her face as they walked over the Hogwarts crest on the stone floor. "So, er, are you excited for the Quidditch game in a few weeks? Hopefully the nice weather holds up."
"Yeah," Selena said, trying to shake off the thoughts about Rolf. "It's nice out today."
The girls all wove their way through the other students into the Tapestry Corridor. Selena barely paid attention to the portraits on the walls talking amicably. It would be nice to get back to the Gryffindor Common Room. It'd been a long day. A few distant screams made her think of the winter, when her friends were all shrieking and going tobogganing. It sounded like someone was having fun running around, celebrating the end of class.
A few more yells and screams made Selena frown. Hazel furrowed her brow. "D'you hear that?"
"How can we not?" Alisson responded. Up ahead, people ran past the entrance to the Tapestry Corridor. "C'mon!" Alisson ran past Selena, her robes whipping behind her.
"I don't know if that's such a good idea," Tess said nervously.
"Don't worry, Tess," Selena said, turning and grabbing her friend's hand. She flashed Tess a smile before they started running, Hazel only a few feet behind. They emerged onto the first floor, students streaming towards the ground floor.
Selena's mind spun as she wondered what could be going on. Was Professor Hagrid being sacked? Umbridge had been watching him and Professor Trelawney, and they all saw what happened to their Divination teacher.
The students hurried down the Grand Staircase, waiting impatiently for the marble steps to move. Alisson was several feet ahead of them. Selena watched the tall girl's brown hair bob about the crowd. The second the staircase stopped at the ground floor, Selena and Tess hurried, snaking their way with everyone else to the Entrance Hall. Selena stopped and gasped.
Students were standing in a circle in the hall, the large doors open and letting orange evening sunlight shine in.
"What in the world..." Hazel began, trailing off as she surveyed the ordeal.
Selena looked at some of the students in the crowd, noticing that they had some greenish goop on them. A few ghosts were among the students, Professor Sinistra and Professor Flitwick also present. But at the center, unmistakable with their fiery hair and grins, were the Weasley Twins.
"They made that swamp on the fifth floor!" Selena heard some boy tell another excitedly. "Just a whole swamp! Out of nowhere!"
Of course, Selena thought. Could this have been anyone else? Only the Weasley Twins could pull of something like that. Selena recalled Anne telling her just a couple weeks ago that Fred was planning to get himself kicked out of school. Selena searched the crowd for her cousin, expecting to find the girl standing there looking both proud and stoic. But Anne was nowhere to be seen.
Selena figured she was probably just further in the crowd somewhere.
"Oh, you've done it now," someone said, stepping out of the crowd. Selena recognized the dark-skinned girl as the Sixth Year student that had been with Maryana when Dumbledore's Army was caught. "You two are going to have to answer to the Headmistress."
Fred - or George, Selena still couldn't tell them apart - raised his eyebrows. "Is that so, Ona? Well, George, we'll most certainly give her our warmest regards."
"Right you are, Fred," the other twin replied loudly.
Ona put her hands on her hips. The silver "I" on her robes glinted. "As part of the Inquisitorial Squad, I'm deducting twenty points from Gryffindor each."
A few of the Gryffindors in the crowd gasped. Selena didn't even bother to be upset. Their House was so low on points already it didn't even matter at this point. But what did matter at the moment was that the Weasley's were trying to get themselves expelled.
Peeves the poltergeist floated down through the ceiling, tumbling about in the air with a gleeful laugh. The bells on his hat jingled. "Now the Incompetent Squad has some trouble!"
"Go away, Peeves, or we'll jinx you!" Draco Malfoy called up to the poltergeist, standing at the edge of the crowd now.
Peeves stuck his tongue out at the boy, spinning upside-down. "Pipe down, weasel, no one wants to hear that dreadful, dweadful voice."
Draco turned scarlet, shifting his attention back to the Weasley's.
Two more Slytherins emerged from the crowd. The first was a brunette boy Selena recognized as Cassius Warrington, from last year's Quidditch team. Behind him was Millicent Bulstrode, eyes narrowed at the twins.
"Did you honestly think you'd get away with this?" Cassius asked, sounding more confused than vindictive.
George shrugged. "Do we need to?"
"I think you all are the ones with the biggest problem now," Fred said, motioning to the ceiling. A few people in the crowd chuckled.
Cassius paused for a moment, almost looking like he wanted to ask them how they did it. But Maryana Callahan walked up beside him, cocking a hip, wand in hand. "This is pathetic. I knew you both were dim, but this is just ridiculous."
"And we barely even know you exist-"
"-but at least we know that this kind of thing should be expected."
"You're disappointments to your name," Maryana spat.
"And you're a disappointment to wizard kind, but you don't hear us complaining, does she, George?"
"Not at all, Fred," the other twin laughed.
Before Maryana could reply (and it looked like she was already gearing up for it, her cheeks turning bright red) the crowd began to murmur. Selena turned, watching as students looked behind them. The sound of heels clicked close. Selena looked in time to see Professor Umbridge descending the stone staircase. Fred and George's expressions melted into a very we've-been-caught look.
Selena wondered if it was an act. Hadn't this been the plan of theirs all along?
The Inquisitorial Squad now all stared at the Weasley Twins as if they'd just won the Quidditch World Cup.
Umbridge stood there one of the steps, the black bow in her hair falling a bit to the side. It seemed she'd rushed to the spot, as she wasn't wearing her usual pink sweater over her green tweed clothing. Nevertheless, her face shone with what Selena figured was victory.
"So," Umbridge said. "So... you think it amusing to turn a school corridor into a swamp, do you?"
Fred looked up without concern at the headmistress. "Pretty amusing, yeah."
Argus Filch, who Selena hadn't noticed, started to move closer to Umbridge, elbowing students aside. It seemed like he nearly had tears of joy in his eyes. He began to wave some parchment above his head. "I've got the form, Headmistress. I've got the form and I've got the whip waiting... Oh, let me do it now..."
"He's got what now?" Renee hissed to Alisson. Alisson shushed her.
"Very good, Argus," Umbridge replied, her voice coated with its usual sweetness. "You two-" she looked down at the twins, "are about to learn what happens to wrongdoers in my school."
"You know what? I don't think we are," Fred said. He looked at his brother. "George, I think we've outgrown full-time education."
"Yeah, I've been feeling that way myself," George replied as if they were having a casual conversation in the Common Room.
"Time to test our talents in the real world, d'you reckon?"
"Definitely."
Both of them pointed their wands in the air. "Accio Brooms!"
Selena tensed. This was it. They really were getting themselves expelled.
There was a crash in the distance that made Selena jump. Part of the crowd ducked as two brooms came whizzing by, a chain and metal peg still attached to one of them. They obediently stopped in front of the boys, the metal chain making a racket as it dragged across the stone floor.
Fred got onto his broomstick, looking at Umbridge. "We won't be seeing you."
George followed suit. "Yeah, don't bother trying to keep in touch."
Fred then looked out at everyone, all of the students and ghosts and teachers quiet as they waited to see what would happen next.
"If anyone fancies buying a Portable Swamp, as demonstrated upstairs, come to number ninety-three, Diagon Alley - Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes. Our new premises!" he yelled.
"Special discounts to Hogwarts students who swear they're going to use our products to get rid of this old bat," George said, pointing at Umbridge.
"STOP THEM!" Umbridge screamed.
The Inquisitorial Squad members rushed at the Twins, Maryana reaching for Fred's shoulder. Fred and George flew into the air, high up above the crowd. Maryana ducked out of the way of the metal peg dangling from the one of the brooms. Fred peered at Peeves, who looked at the twins as though he'd never seen a more lovely sight.
"Give her hell from us, Peeves."
Peeves took off his hat, the bells jingling again, and saluted the two.
The crowd began to applaud, Alisson whistling loudly. Selena laughed as Fred and George flew through the air, spinning on their brooms, before they flew out of the front doors, vanishing from Hogwarts. Outside, the sun was setting.
The Weasley Twins were gone.
Hello!
I hope you all liked this chapter!
It made me so happy to see you guys back here, I was thankful! Thank you soooooo much for coming back to see what everyone is up to. I've missed you all, so I was super excited to see you guys.
Sorry Damon and Wendy and Anne and the rest of the gang weren't in this chapter, I'll have them more in the next one. I need to get back to some plot threads from a while ago. ;)
This school year is coming closer to an end! It's only taken me like 5 years to write (lol) so it should be over in, I'd say... five chapters or so. Wow! It's crazy that there are only a handful of chapters left. It may actually be six, if I count the epilogue. Then we will move into Selena's fourth year. I'm actually excited to write about Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. It should be interesting! It'll probably be more about the characters' personal growth rather than book plot, like this year has probably been.
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Once again, those quotes at the end from Fred and George, Umbridge, Peeves, Filch, etc. were all from the book.
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