Disclaimer: Once again, I do not own any part of the Harry Potter franchise, and neither does Tara, no matter how much she wishes she did. This story, technically, isn't mine and IS Tara's, except for Henna, she's purely mine.

A/N: Well, this took a while, but here we are, I hope you enjoy! Any comments or suggestions you have are greatly appreciated.


"Ebony Sue!" Raven called from the girls' dormitory, "Why are you sleeping down there?"

I had been sleeping on the couch in the Slytherin common room, which was dark and dank, exactly how I liked it (though it was much too green). I sat up, my long black hair a shambles. I looked at my reflection in the glass of the table and said, "Oh my Satin! You can't even see my purple streaks!" I looked at Raven, "Raven Sue, what if my streaks aren't there at all?"

Raven just looked at me in that way she always did whenever I asked her a question, "Ebony Sue, even I think you're an idiot, doesn't that send you a message?"

I looked at her questioningly, fixing my hair. I rejoiced when I beheld my streaks, sitting in my perfect hair. I then answered Raven, "Well, you're just jealous!"

She stared at me as my love Draco walked in, "And you're in denial. God, could you be more of an idiot?" He said. Man, did I love him. He continued, "By the way: STOP FOLLOWING ME!"


I took Raven Sue in my arms as I walked down form the dormitory. The girls' dorm to be exact. I had spent the night before with Raven. That was probably the reason Ebony had slept in the common room the night before, whether she would admit it or not. I could see pure jealousy in Ebony's eyes as I planted a wet one on Raven's lips. You see; I had broken up with Ebony over a year ago, when I realized how uninteresting she really was. Not that I was much of a substance man, anyway… I just wanted someone to be with so my parents wouldn't be able to marry me off to my second cousin. Not yet, anyway, (we have to keep the magic in the family).

Raven and I strolled through the stone door without the slightest glance back at Ebony.


"You know how to kill a vampire, don't you?" Fred looked at me expectantly as all here of us sat in the common room before classes that morning.

I nodded, and finding the question quite ridiculous I replied, "Of course, it's a wooden stake through the heart and then they turn to dust."

He scoffed and turned to George as if to call me an idiot, "Jesus…" He mumbled, and then he spoke up saying to me, "No! It's a T-bone steak, shoved down the throat, and then they turn to beef! He said this as if it were obvious.

I looked at him questioningly, and I couldn't help but laugh as I asked, "What kind of beef?"

He actually replied (to my surprise), "Ground chuck – But that's not the point," Fred answered with a bit of annoyance, "The point is: we need to figure out how to get close enough to them to do it!"

George responded to this one, "There are a limited number of people that Raven and Ebony actually let get close to them. Draco is on of those people."

I stared at him, quite confused, "But isn't Draco with Raven?"

"Ah, yes, he is, but Ebony is obsessed with him and Draco despises her. If anyone can do it, it'd be him." He laughed as he continued, "And I hear he likes him some chuck!" This was responded to with laughter.

Fred was the first to sober, "There's only one problem: we'd never be able to get him to do it."

I nodded, "Yes, but under the right spell, you can get anyone to do anything you want them to."

"George, you cannot possibly mean to use the imperious curse?" Fred yelled, guessing that George and I had been discussing the plan before hand. We hadn't.

"No," George looked at me and smiled a "nice try" smile, "Actually, I was thinking more along the lines of a polyjuice potion."

"The polyjuice takes a month to brew," I pointed out, "Unless you have some stocked up, that doesn't leave us a lot of breathing room."

"Well then, we'll have to get started, wont we?"

"Where would we brew some thing like that for a month?"


"I can't believe I'm helping you," I said as I was leading Fred, George, and Henna to Myrtle's bathroom on the first floor, "We got in enough trouble the first time I brewed this stuff… Who's to say you wont get caught?"

"You did!" George said, (or Fred, I wasn't looking).

"It wasn't a guarantee! All I said was that it would be unlikely that anyone would come here!" I stopped short as we came to the first floor girls' lavoratory.

I looked at the three of them, "I will be regrettably brewing the potion here," I directed the next thing I said to Henna, "While you wait, it would be wise to do some reconnaissance. I can tell you where the common room is, but that is all."

Henna nodded, "Thank you, Hermione. That means I just need a password and a couple of hairs."

I shook my head, "Yes, but all three of you must keep on top of the password, it could change at any time during the month. Thirty days is a long time, I recommend waiting for the password, or tagging along with someone going in."


Long story short, we took her advice. We spent the month tactfully, with George assisting me to locate Ebony and Raven to get their hairs, and Fred helping me train to fight and kill them. George's help proved fruitful first: he managed to get Ebony and Raven to meet with me under the ruse of a business prospect, and now Fred's training would be put to the test.

"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in," Raven remarked as I entered their presence, "Aren't you one of us? What are you doing on their side?" She looked me over as if disgusted with what she saw. Unlike Ebony and Raven, who were sporting your typical "goffik" attire, I was proudly wearing my school uniform. It happened to downplay my dark, red hair, and made me look somewhat normal. The "goff" look would make me look like someone with too much money and time on their, 'cause mummy an daddy pay for everything while I don't go to school. (No offence to anyone who wears Hot Topic, but you got to have some money, that shit is expensive)

Anyway, I spat at their feet, "Ugh, I am dishonoured to be related to you, p'tahk!" (I'm sorry, Star Trek reference. If you can't tell or don't know already, it's an insult)

"What did you call us?" Ebony stood up suddenly, as if she knew what I was talking about.

I stared at Ebony, "Sit down, and shut up, Mary Sue!"

She became enflamed and walked up to me stopping inches before my nose. I could fell her icy breath on my face, numbing my nose almost immediately. She stared at me intently, "Mah nam is ENOBY nut Maru Su!"

I backed away, looking down and sighed, "I didn't expect a cohesive statement from you…" But what I did expect was the lock of hair I magicked off of both of them while they were paying attention to me and/or Ebony Sue's drama. I had my hand behind my back, with my back to the door, "Well, I guess I'll be leaving now…" But as I tried to open the door:

"Oh no you don't!" Ebony advanced on me once again, only to be stopped by the heel of my shoe making contact with my face.

"Oh my God," I yelled sarcastically, with my hands still behind my back, "How dare you hit my shoe with your face!"

Raven Sue advanced on me now. She bent down low, as if to head butt me, but I got lower still and spin-kicked her ass on the ground. I stood up quickly, forcing both locks of hair separately into my left hand as Raven got up, only two feet from me. When she tried to hit me, I used my right hand and clamped down hard, high on her shoulder, at the base of the neck. She went down in an instant.

I separated my fingers into a "V"-shape and whispered, "Live long and prosper, bitch!" I put the two locks of hair in their vials and walked away triumphantly, though the triumph wouldn't last: I may have won the battle, but I have not won the war.

You may wonder why I didn't take the opportunity to be rid of them right then and there. I couldn't, you see. It would be too easy. I wanted to mess with them a little. And besides, I don't carry beef with me.