A/N: I know, this is an insanely long wait for something so short, but I'm lazy. And I have a Tumblr. I also have a Pottermore. Not a good combo. Anyway! I really like this prompt. I kinda lost my list, well I didn't lose it, but getting it out would mean finding my eighth grade binder, but I think this was on there somewhere. Thanks to Meg for the help! This is kind of based what I was saying about the Hufflepuffs hating everyone else… you know… that one day.

Disclaimer: Not mine! JKRs.

4: Once the Ravenclaws took an impromptu trip to Russia.

Daisy White stared at the Ravenclaw prefect. She wasn't the only one, all the Ravenclaws were staring at Rachel like she had grown a third head. The seventh year was going on about how Ravenclaws were treated unfairly, how they were used by the Gryffindors for good grades, how they were not appreciated by the rest of the school. Rachel believed that the other Houses saw Ravenclaws as snobby, smart alecks, and how the weren't appreciated for their independence and creativity.

"Ravenclaw is a House for the free of mind, just because we aren't the beloved popular kids, doesn't mean we aren't special." She finished. Everyone was still staring at her. Then Daisy cleared her throat, all eyes turned to the fifth year.

"Rachel is right." She said, "The Slytherins ignore us, the Gryffindors taunt us, and the Hufflepuffs shake their heads sadly whenever they see one of us alone. Really, it's frustrating." The rest of the House nodded their heads. Looking at each other, soon a number of hushed conversations were going on. The seventh year male prefect, Thomas Andrews, stood up.

"I say we need to get away from them, show the others that Ravenclaw House does need feel required to follow every rule, that we have the backbone to do something big, I say we take a vacation, go somewhere! Do something fun!"

This brought cheers from the House of the Blue and Bronze. Rachel stood again,

"So where should we go, not somewhere that they could track us down easily."

"China!"

"Too common."

"Germany!"
"Too close."

"Africa!"

"Too hot, and we would need injections."

"Russia!"

"Hmmm… Russia, cool buildings, interesting history, plenty of learning experiences. Who thinks Russia?"

A majority of the hands went up.

"Well, get packing, we leave at 2 A.M!"

At 2 in the morning, the Ravenclaws silently convened in the common room, each holding either a bag or a shrunken trunk.

"Ok," Rachel whispered, "We have to get out of the grounds, then the seventh years can create portkeys."

For some reason the plan went very well, and they arrived in Moscow with no problems.

Of course the next was Saturday, and by the time they figured out that none of the Ravenclaws were around, it was too late to trace them.

Three weeks later the Ravenclaws return, to a very angry Headmistress McGonagall, and a very empty House points glass, but even then, the Ravenclaws agreed, it was so worth it to see the looks of jealousy on the Gryffindor's faces.

A/N: Hey maybe I'll do an interlude piece: What the Ravenclaws did in Moscow. Unless someone out there now has plot bunnies and wants to write it, I'm cool with that. Just tell me.