I'm baaaack! So after the long process of editing and writing I finally have this book all typed up and ready to be posted. Aren't you excited? I am!

Anyway, thank you to everyone who reviewed/alerted/favorited. I'm sorry I didn't reply to any of you, but I honestly couldn't remember who I had replied to and who I didn't.

Also, I should mention that the ideas for the prank in this chapter came from my brother and Sasparilla123. I really suggest reading his/her story Remus Lupin is not Boring it's really funny.

So, all I have to say now is… ONWARD TO THE STORY!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything related to it. It all belongs to J.K. Rowling.

Chapter Thirteen; That Sweet Thing They Call Revenge

It was McGonagall.

In a bathrobe and a hair net.

If it wasn't so important to stay quite, Riley would have been laughing till she cried. There was just something about McGonagall— scary and respected teacher, walking around in a bathrobe and hair net that made Riley want to crack up. Of course the fact that said teacher had Malfoy by the ear and that he was clearly terrified by her probably had something to do with it too.

Quietly the three first years shrank into the shadows— despite the fact they were wearing an invisibility cloak, just in time for McGonagall to come within their hearing range.

"Detention!" they heard her shout. "And twenty points from Slytherin! Wandering around in the middle of the night, how dare you—"

"You don't understand, Professor. Harry Potter's coming— he's got a dragon!"

"What utter rubbish! How dare you tell such lies! Come on— I shall see Professor Snape about you, Malfoy!"

Through the whole part of the conversation that Harry, Hermione and Riley could hear as the two passed, Riley had paled considerably.

Harry looked at her curiously as they walked up a spiral staircase. "What's up?" he whispered.

Riley shivered. "We really can't get caught tonight. McGonagall is in a really bad mood. She's never been so angry when she's caught me out at night."

Harry shrugged. He wasn't worried; they had the cloak after all.

When they finally got out into the open air, they threw off the cloak and Hermione started to do a little jig.

"Malfoy's got detention!" she practically sang. "I could sing!"

"Don't." Harry advised her, as Riley laughed.

Chuckling about Malfoy's bad luck, they waited. Ten minutes later, four broomsticks came swooping down out of the darkness.

Charlie's friends were a cheery lot. They showed Harry and Hermione the harness they'd rigged up to hold Norbert, and chatted enthusiastically with Riley about other dragons they had helped take care of. They all helped buckle Norbert safely into the harness and then shook hands with the three students. Harry, Hermione and Riley all thanked them and then watched as the group took off and Norbert was going… going… gone.

Before they slipped back down the staircase Riley grabbed the cloak and threw it over them. She had a bad feeling they weren't going to make it back to the dorm unnoticed.

And she was right. Just as they got to the bottom of the staircase, Riley's infamous clumsiness decided to show itself. Tripping over her own feet, she grabbed hold of the other two and all three went down. As they tried to get back up the cloak slipped off of them and Filch's face emerged from the darkness.

"Well, well, well…" he whispered. "We are in trouble."

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This was quite possibly the worst night Riley had ever had at Hogwarts. She knew McGonagall had been beyond mad so she didn't even try to make an excuse. Still McGonagall took fifty points away from each of them thinking the three Gryffindors had set Malfoy up by feeding him false information.

Riley was starting to think that maybe telling McGonagall some flimsy excuse would've been better, as her assumption seemed only to make her angrier.

She was in the girl's dorm now; laying in her bed and staring up at the ceiling. She felt bad for Hermione who seemed to be in shock. And why wouldn't she be? She had never been yelled at by a teacher like that, not even when she had told the Professor she had gone looking for the troll. She was used to being the perfect do-no-wrong teachers pet.

Now don't get Riley wrong. She wasn't resentful of Hermione for being like that; she just thought Hermione needed to loosen up a bit.

Back to the point; it wasn't even the house points that McGonagall had taken that worried Riley. Yeah, okay, so the whole of Gryffindor (and probably Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw too,) were going to hate her for a couple of days, because they were no longer able to beat Slytherin for House Cup. Big deal. They could win the points back easily enough and they would've hated Riley anyway for the prank she'd been thinking of pulling on them all.

No, what worried Riley was the detention. She had never seen McGonagall so mad, not even when one of her pranks went badly. Riley knew this detention wasn't going to be simple lines. She also knew McGonagall was creative… and that's what worried her the most.

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Riley was right in expecting all the Gryffindors to hate her, Hermione and Harry. Even sweet little Ali who Riley had been starting to become rather good friends with wouldn't look at her. The only people in Riley's year that were still talking to her were Harry and Neville. But what Riley hadn't expected were Fred, George and Lee not even acknowledging her.

Riley spent breakfast alone the morning after their little adventure. The moment she sat down with the twins and Lee; they had stopped talking, gathered their stuff and left the hall… not even glancing at her.

Now where most people might get depressed, or cry (like Hermione), or just try to stay out of everyone's way (like Harry), Riley got angry. She didn't care that everyone else hated her, but the moment three of her best friends turned their back on her… well, she wasn't going to take that crap lying down. She walked through the halls with her head held high, she made sure to raise her hand in every class and she smiled and laughed like she didn't notice, like nothing they said or did affected her. But she did notice. She noticed every snide remark, every glare, and every not so subtle name calling.

But she didn't care about what those people thought of her. She only cared that Fred, George and Lee had turned there backs on her and now, she was plotting. She was plotting big. Because if there was one thing every prankster was good at, it was revenge.

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It took a couple days to get everything ready and learn all the charms. She even enlisted Neville's help with some of the research. She wouldn't let him help with anything else though, because she didn't want him to get in trouble. But with his help, by the next Saturday, Riley was ready.

That night, she waited patiently for the common room to clear out and everyone to go to sleep. When finally, the last straggler headed up to bed, Riley quietly made her way to her dorm to grab what she needed.

As quietly as she could, Riley snuck into the Gryffindor third year boy's dorm and got to work. Every once in awhile she would freeze as one of the boy's twitched or rolled over but soon she was done.

She snuck back to her room (only pausing for a moment to lock the boy's dorm door for good measure) and fell asleep with a victorious and slightly vicious smile on her face. That would teach them not to mess with a prankster's goddaughter.

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Fred, George and Lee woke up feeling odd the next morning. As they got out of bed they burst into laughter. Each one of them was wearing a silky girl's nightgown and someone had grown their hair out and styled it like a girl.

They had to appreciate the fact that whoever did this, and they had their suspicions, was really good to have changed them this much without them waking up.

They had a good laugh about it until they tried to reverse it and only got their hair to grow longer. Getting slightly frustrated they decided to deal with it later. That is until Fred and Lee heard George cry out.

"You have got to be kidding me!" he stared incredulously at his closet, almost wishing he could burn his eyes out.

Hanging innocently in his closet, was a set of the frilliest, girliest, laciest, puffiest dresses he had ever seen in his life. It looked like a Barbie and a fairy merged and then puked in his closet as each dress was covered in sparkles, rhinestones, sequins— you name it, they had it.

Desperately he searched the dorm for normal clothes but all he could find was more dresses, each one worse then the last.

After some thinking the twins tried to go ask their older brother Percy if they could barrow some clothes but found, to their dismay, the door was locked.

Resigning themselves to their fate, they put on the dresses. As soon as they did, a note appeared. Fred picked it up and read aloud;

"Hello, ladies!

I figured I'd let you know that sometime within the hour, you are going to get the sudden urge to become nudist and start a nudist colony that will likely last for the next 24 hours. Also, I should tell you I've cast only charms that cannot be undone by anyone but the caster, and until you admit exactly what you have done wrong and sincerely apologize to me to my satisfaction, I will not undo them. Telling the teachers what I've done will only cause your suffering to continue longer.

Never underestimate a pissed off prankster no matter how young they are, and in the words of my uncle… CONSTANT VIGILANCE!

Sincerely,

Your very disappointed and pissed off fellow prankster.

P.S. have a nice day, I know I will!"

The three boys' were shaking with rage by the end of the note. They couldn't believe she would do something like this to them. But if she wanted a war, she got one and they had a taste for one fiery red heads blood.

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If the boy's had thought that was as far as the prank went, they were surely mistaken.

As they walked into the common room, ignoring all the sniggers they were getting, they noticed someone's clothes were hanging on the walls and on the ceiling. It didn't take them long to realize that the clothes were theirs. As they attempted to get their clothes down, someone came up behind them.

"Tsk, tsk. That's not going to work." The girl sang, her stormy eyes glinting victoriously. "Your not going to be able to get those back for another couple hours. Just in time for that little curse I put on the dresses to… set in."

The boy's glowered at her.

"We didn't do anything to deserve this." Lee growled.

Riley's face suddenly became dangerous. "Wrong answer, boys. You deserted me when I needed you because of some stupid house rivalry. You deserve more, and because of that comment, you're going to get it."

Without saying another word Riley spun on her heel and disappeared out of the portrait hole.

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The day didn't get any better for the boys. As Riley had predicted, the boys had to be locked alone in a room by the teachers, so as to stop them from trying to get students to join their nudist colony.

Their friends from the Quidditch team— Angelina, Alicia and Katie took pity on them and gathered all their clothes from the various rooms and halls they had been hung in. Despite how mad they were at her, the boy's had to admit that when Riley went all out, she really went all out.

When at last the curse ended, the boys found that their clothes had been cursed to shock them lightly or change their skin and hair color, every time they put them on.

To say that they were pissed and ready for revenge was an understatement. But what really got them, was the next day in every class, every time a teacher asked a question they raised their hands and whether they knew the answer or not, would say something utterly stupid.

"And the best way to get rid of a boggart is? Mr. Weasley."

"Bubbles shooting from my mouth after drinking a shook up soda?"

And the longer the day went on, the worse the answers got and the more points they lost. Thus, causing a sudden understanding of why Riley was so angry at them.

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So I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I know it's short and a little weird, but it's also important and the reason why will show itself at a later point. I would also like to state that yes, I know what Riley did was vicious. And no, I don't actually think she was justified in what she did, at least not to the degree she took it too. But like I said; it's important to the plot.

Anyway, please let me know what you think. And I will probably post more this weekend. Ttfn!