Chapter 4
It has been a week since Ms. Marvel and Pixie arrived at the castle. The blonde is a mystery to the purebloods and the half-bloods, who didn't pay attention to the non-magical world, as she is extremely popular amongst the muggleborns and on top of that she seemed to disappear at random times of the day and only reappear later with no explanation, no matter how hard any of the Hogwarts professors seem to try, she never really gave them an explanation as to where she went.
As for the pink 'demon', no one could figure out as she claimed to be a student here before but no one could remember the pink skinned girl. Not only that she disliked Snape, she also an issue with the 'The Golden Trio.' For some reason she made it her mission to make their life miserable as pranks drastically increased on the trio of Gryffindors, and no one could prove it was her.
"That pink demon needs to go," Snape sneered. As the professors were in the Headmasters office.
"I can't believe I'm saying this but I agree with Severus," McGonagall stated. "The twins and Marauders never gave me such a headache in their first week. The amount of pranks to the Gryffindors alone had tripled since she got here. And I don't mean the standard Weasley pranks."
"Doubled to the Slytherins," Snape added with a sneer.
"Despite your misgivings, she's getting along with my Claws just fine," Flitwick added in his two knuts.
"Along with my Badgers," Sprout added.
"I'm afraid my hands are tied in this matter," Dumbledore explained, "Unless we have hard evidence that these pranks are caused by her, I cannot punish her without getting punished ourselves, maybe losing our jobs because of it."
"We have to do something," Snape said with a sneer.
Dumbledore stroke his beard as thought things over.
Meanwhile with Sirius and his two friends are in a secluded part of the castle. Each one worse for the where. Sirius is covered with glitter, Ron is in a Slytherin uniform and his hair is dyed Slytherin green, Hermione had her mouth somehow glued shut, with something immune to magic, and she was reduced to write down what she wanted to say on a piece of parchment.
"That pink demon needs to stop," Sirius stated.
"But how?" Ron asked, "She can apparate in Hogwarts."
'But according to Hogwarts: A History no one is able to do that,' Hermione managed to hold up a piece of parchment that showed what she scribbled down.
"We know that! You told us that a million times since first year!" Sirius snapped at Hermione.
'Point is, that it not apparating, since she leaves pinks smoke behind whenever she does and witches and wizards don't leave behind pink smoke when they apparate,' Hermione replied.
"So it has to to do something with pink smoke," Sirius pondered out loud.
"One of the twins pranks?" Ron suggested.
"I doubt it, more likely a modified floo powder that doesn't need a fireplace," Sirius response.
As the two boys were throwing suggestions out there, they didn't notice Hermione's brown eyes changed coloring.
-Hogsmeade same time-
"Note to self, kill Fury" Carol mumbled to herself as she walked through the magical village. She is trying to hide in the crowd, and that included wearing traditional wizarding cloths, which went out of date ages ago.
She focused on her mission, according to their intel Voldemort hasn't left the land of the living and is looking to reclaim a new body for himself. The self styled Dark Lord, granted he's no Sith Lord, found a way to cheat death and one of the items that keeps him tied to this plane of existence is hidden in this village. She kept her eyes and ears open, hoping to catch a clew. She then noticed the DADA Professor, Moody she thinks, slips between two buildings that had plenty of shadows and Carol managed to get close enough to notice that he isn't alone. She couldn't tell who the second person was but definitely looked like a rat-like man in his mid-to-late 30's.
"The Dark Lord demands a report," the rat-man said with fear in his voice.
"Dumbledore doesn't know that I'm not Alastor," 'Moody' said.
"He wants to know what you plan on doing with the Goblet."
"Tell our Lord that I can guarantee that the Potter boy will be in the tournament, Pettigrew," 'Moody' replied.
Carol raised an eyebrow at this as she now knew who this was as he part of the mission briefing.
"What about the eldest Potter?" Pettigrew asked, "He'd prefers the Potters eldest child."
"That will be difficult," 'Moody' replied. "She's not attending Hogwarts and I don't have a sample of her magical signature to use to have the Goblet make it officially magically binding."
Just then the fake Moody took out his wand and cast a spell where Carol is standing and by the time all that happened, Carol was no longer standing there.
"Must be seeing things," the imposter growled as he put the wand away. "Tell our Lord that one of the Potter children will be a Champion."
"I will," Pettigrew responded, "but if it isn't the oldest I will not take the fall for you."
With that Peter changed into a rat a scampered off and the fake Moody took a drink from the flask he had on him and then walked back to the school.
Carol, who is now on the roof, managed to shoot a tiny tracking device on the now rat Peter as he scampered off. The tracking device hid itself underneath the rats skin and all he'd felt was a mosquito bite.
"So their using the tournament as a trap," Carol said to herself, "Fury better uphold his end of the bargain, of both a paid scholarship to a college and flight school. Granted the scholarship doesn't include Ivy Leagues."
Carol then flew off to inform SHIELD of the new development.
-September 29th 8:15 A.M. Great Hall-
It has been nearly a month since the two Americans had arrived and they weren't impressed with the school. Both Pixie and Carol had no problems voicing their opinions about both the wizarding world and their beliefs. At one point Pixie let it slip that she is 14-years-old, making her ineligible for the tournament, but she didn't care.
The duo are currently sitting at the Ravenclaw table eating their breakfast.
"So you confirmed Moody is an imposter," Pixie stated more than asked in a hushed voice.
"Undeniably," Carol said, with her Ms. Marvels mask still on but wearing casual clothes, as she took a bite of sausage before continuing, "I think it's a potion. He keeps drinking from his flask at least once an hour and it smells bad too."
"Hmm. Sounds like polyjuice," Pixie responded as she went into deep thought.
"You should know, you made it in your second year, Ms. Granger," a third year girl said, who is sitting on the other side of Pixie, as she took a bite out of her buttered bread.
"Yeah I did…" Pixie responded before realizing what the girl said, "You know who I am?"
"Of course," the younger girl said, "the crumbled-horned snorkacks told me about it when your imposter replaced you after your second year."
Carol raised her eyebrow and the younger blond said, "Names Luna Lovegood."
"Nice meeting you Ms. Lovegood," Carol said, "But we'd appreciate it that you don't advertise what you know about us just yet."
"I know," Luna replied in a matter-of-fact tone. "My dad has been trying to print the truth behind Dumbledore for years now, but nobody believes us."
Pixie grinned and said, "By the time here, I hope that changes."
Luna just grinned as she finished her bread and left humming the iconic Star Wars intro score.
"Weird girl," Carol stated as the young girl left, "Good friend material but still weird."
"You barely know her," Pixie retorted.
"I call them as I see them," Carol replied. "Anyway I need more info on our false Moody and possible others he's working with before I make my move."
"There are other?" Pixie whispered in concerned.
"Possible, our man is a pawn, a valuable pawn, but a pawn no less," Carol replied. "Also we haven't figured out who your imposter is working yet."
Pixie nodded as she saw Carols serious look.
"That look doesn't look good on you," a male voice said as a figure came walking up to her, "but no fear your handsome knight is here to brighten up your day!"
Carol didn't have to look at the person to know who it was and asked the girl sitting across from her, "Padma? Is that the best pick-up line the Potter kid knows?"
Padma merely shrugs and responded, "That's the best one I've heard him say."
Carol gave Sirius a stern look and said, "I don't date preteens."
"I'm 14!" Sirius responded as if it hurt his pride.
"Then act like it," Carol replied as she and Pixie got up to leave only to see Sirius had managed to pull out his wand on her. Carol merely yawned as she quickly lightly tapped tapped Sirius on the head, but due to Carols enhanced strength caused him to pushed down on his arse and lose his grip on his wand. "Little boy, you have nothing on me."
With that the two girls walked off, with an humiliated Potter behind.
Sometime later, both girls are working on their non-magical school assignment in the mobile SHIELD base. It is supposed to be able to sustain 2 full SHIELD team weeks, if not months, on end when they are supposed to go off the grid for their assignments and it is fully fortified against most standard weapons the non-magical use and most magical abilities, thanks to their magical branch. It is the size of a normal size 2-story house and is dome shaped.
Just then knocking came from the front door and they checked the security feed for the front door and it is a Professor that Carol, who still wearing her mask. hasn't confronted yet. James Potter, her biological father.
With a sigh Carol went to the door and opened it, "Can I help you Mr. Potter?"
"First off address me as Professor Potter and second I'd like you to apologize to my son," James said in his authority voice.
"First you are not my teacher, and second I'll apologize for my actions if your son apologize for pulling his wand on me," Carol replied with a hand on her hip and another poking the older Potter in the chest.
"My son said you attacked him first," James retorted.
Pixie giggled, getting James attention, she was standing a few feet behind Carol and Pixie responded, "Hogwarts never changes. Always jumping to conclusions before actually take time to do a proper investigation."
"Shut-up demon, you know nothing!" James growled back.
"Your sons second year, he was accused of being the Slytherin Heir for nearly the entire school year before it was a cursed object, created by Voldemort himself, possessing a first year," Pixie replied in amusement.
"You put that diary in Ginny's bag!" James accused Pixie.
"It was a diary? I thought it was some standard first-year school supplies," Pixie replied.
"Now is excuse us we have some homework to complete," Carol interrupted, "Tell you son to apologize for pulling his wand out on me and I'll apologize for my actions. You can ask any Ravenclaw, who was at breakfast at the time, if you don't believe my story, Mr. Potter."
Carol shut the door on him but James stuck his foot in the way preventing the door from shutting completely.
"What now Mr. Potter," Carol asked in an annoyed tone.
"Where is the person in charge here?"
"Currently that would be me," a young woman coming around the corner said. She is 20-years-old with waist length black hair, and she was wearing an official SHIELD uniform, "Names Jessica Drew, Phil Coulson, is the official boss here but he was called back by our superiors."
"I demand that you punish her for her actions against my son," James demanded as he pointed a finger at Carol.
"I heard everything, including the little incident in the Great Hall and Ms. Danvers demands isn't that unreasonable, after all your son pulled out his wand, which he could have her or others with," Jessica stated. "If I'm not mistaken using a wand outside of classrooms or for ones school work is against Hogwarts rules. Unless it was recently changed without informing a visiting school, which in turn is against the ICW's rules."
"You know nothing foreigner, this is about British pride," James responded.
This caused the trio of girls to giggle.
"Sorry to burst your bubble, but we all were born in Britain ourselves," Jessica replied, "I was homeschooled and moved across the pond when I was 18. Pixie here moved to the states about a couple years ago when her skin turned pink. Carol was adopted by an American couple shortly before her seventh birthday after her uncle died."
"That changes nothing," James growled, "I still demand that you punish this girl for attacking my son!"
Jessica took out a remote from her uniform and pushed a button and a screen dropped down and it played the entire incident in front of them.
"It would appear that it was self-defense," Jessica casually stated after the entire incident played itself out in front of them. "So it should be your son being punished for his actions, not my student. Unless you want the ICW to get involved, I suggest that your son to apologize to my student, unless you want the whole world to know that the British Golden Boy can think he can get away with anything. Imagine the scandal!"
Gritting his teeth, James left.
Pixie was the first to break the silence, "How did you get that footage? I know that SHIELD managed to shield against magical interference inside this place."
"The same concept on a smaller scale," Jessica said as she pushed another button on the remote and what appeared to be a small swarm of wasps appeared, and the two teens noticed immediately what they were.
"Mechanical wasp spy cams," Pixie said in displayed.
"Let me guess, their abbreviated name is WASPS?" Carol asked sarcastically.
Jessica smiled and held up a victory sign.
The two teens looked at each other in disbelief and sighed. While nursing a headache Pixie stated, "Please tell me that you are using them to help us."
"The shipment came in the other day but I only managed to get them up and running before you girls went to breakfast," Jessica answered, "Unfortunately I don't have enough to cover the entire school but I do have a few following our imposter. He had yet to do anything to tip his hand though."
"That would be to easy," Carol responded in a deadpan expression.
"You know it girlfriend," Jessica replied with a huge smile on her face.
"Suddenly I regret saving you from Hydra last year," Carol snarked.
Jessica pouted and Pixie giggled.
To be continued…