Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or Harry Potter.
AN: this is chapter three. Initially it was all part of chapter two but it was twelve pages long and I thought it would be so long that people would lose interest to I split it up. Reviews are appreciated! This is set in the same time as the last chapter. The plot is beginning now!
"Well? Would you care to enlighten me with your important news?" Hermione sighed.
"It's not news exactly. It's more a question to be honest..." Ron mumbled.
The bushy-haired girl ignored him and turned to Harry.
"Harry, please ask me whatever you feel so compelled to ask." Hermione told him.
"Right. Well we were wondering if you had ever heard of…well, I don't know what it's called exactly, but someone who could lets say…could control fire? Without a wand or spell." Harry asked.
"H-Harry, do you think Sirius Black could do that?" Hermione gasped.
"What? No, no. I suppose I'm just asking if it's possible if somebody could have the power to control fire. I suppose like the way I can speak to snakes without using magic." Harry assured.
"Well yes it is. I have read somewhere before that one in a billion wizards or witches has the ability to control the elements fire, water, air and earth. I haven't heard of a witch or wizard being able to control one element alone. However if they could control the elements they would be lethally dangerous. They could kill any amount of people at the same time by removing the air around people so they would suffocate and drop dead, burning them to death, crushing them under the ground because as you know earth mean ground in the topic of the elements or they could drown a person in water." Hermione said. "Only one man is known to have had the ability. His name was Elvius something… why were you wondering?"
The boys exchanged petrified looks.
"Tell her Harry!" Ron squeaked.
Harry hesitated anxiously.
"We think that Quinn Fabray can control fire." Harry stated.
Surprisingly Hermione didn't tell them that they were being ridiculous.
"Well whilst we are all discussing this particular subject, I have something to add to that." she admitted.
The boys listened intently.
"Two times I saw her doing weird things. At dinner in the Great Hall about a month ago, I saw Noah flirting with her. He was flicking bits of his food at her and she knocked his plate over onto the floor. When he bent down to pick it up she stared at his drink and the liquid slithered out and spilled onto his crotch, but the cup didn't move! No one else saw though. Another time I saw her and a group of people outside. Neville was practicing his flying because as we all know he's awful at it and he was nearby them. Neville was about fifty feet in the air and fell off. I nearly screamed as I thought he was going to break his back - but suddenly he started hovering in mid-air with no broom! I saw Quinn staring at him as she did with Noah's drink. Slowly Neville floated down to the ground landing on his feet. I was almost positive Quinn had something to do with it…" Hermione told the boys.
"So she could suffocate me and no one would know it was her?" Ron gaped.
"Yes, if she wanted to I suppose she could." Hermione confirmed.
"Fucking HELL!" Ron screamed like a girl.
"Ron!" Hermione chastised "You'll wake everyone up -"
Noise could be heard as Ginny, Katie, Angelina, Mercedes, Quinn, Neville, Seamus, Kurt, Puck and the Weasley twins entered the common room, the girls looking terrified and the boys trying not to look terrified.
"Is Sirius Black here?" Seamus panted.
"No, he isn't Seamus." Hermione replied.
"Then why did you scream?" Angelina asked Hermione.
"I didn't. It was Ron." Hermione smirked.
The Quinn, Fred, George and Puck burst out laughing while the others tried to stifle their laughter.
"It's not funny! It's not!" Ron protested.
"We thought the three of you were dying Ron!" Ginny said attempting to be serious.
Ron frowned.
"I screamed because I could be dying thank you very much!" he snapped.
"And how could you be dying?" Fred snorted.
"Afraid you're going to trip over your big clown feet and fall into the fire?" George smirked.
"Oh ha-ha! No, because -"
Hermione cut him off before he could blab before they were certain their suspicions were true.
"He's afraid Sirius Black will come after him."
"Whatever. No more screaming Ron OK?" Neville said yawning.
"Don't you dare interrupt my beauty sleep like this again!" Kurt growled.
"If I have to come down here again White Boy, I will mess you ass up!" Mercedes warned sassily.
"Some of us are trying to sleep Ginger!" Quinn added looking annoyed making Ron even more scared of her than before.
"You were whacking each other with pillows Q." Puck grinned. "There's feathers in your hair."
" How do you know that I was having a pillow fight? Feathers could have been coming out of my pillow while I was sleeping. Are you saying you were stalking me?" Quinn retorted.
"I'd stalk your fine ass any day babe!" Puck flirted. He was only thirteen but he liked to act older.
She smiled and shook her head at his obnoxiousness.
She, Katie and Angelina headed back up to their room and were soon followed by Mercedes, Seamus, Puck, George, Fred, Ginny, Kurt and Neville.
When he was positive no one was close enough to hear Harry turned to Ron.
"What were you thinking Ron?" Harry demanded.
"I was thinking tell everyone so she'll be taken away from me!" Ron mumbled.
"She wouldn't be taken away Ronald, her power just wouldn't be a secret." Hermione told him.
"Fine then. Well I'm going to bed. I'm knackered." Ron lied.
"More like 'I don't want to be here because I'm embarrassed that everyone knows I scream like a scared little girl!'." Harry whispered under his breath.
Hermione snorted.
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that!" Ron growled as he ascended the stairs and disappeared from Harry and Hermione's sight.
"I better go too." Harry said as a yawn escaped his mouth.
"I should go asleep too if I want to stay awake in Potions class." Hermione agreed.
Everyone was having breakfast in the Great Hall.
Rachel Berry was trying to engage in conversation with Artie Abrams who was also in Ravenclaw and more importantly to Rachel, in Glee club.
"Rachel please I don't really want to talk to you right now. I'm in the middle of a very important conversation with Jack." he sighed.
"Artie what I have to say should be more of a priority for you to hear than a simple conversation with Jack! It's about sectionals. We don't have enough members to qualify. Our members are you, me, Kurt, Finn, Tina and Mercedes. We need to get seven more people and that is nearly impossible for us to accomplish! So my plan was -"
"Rachel can we discuss this later." Artie promised.
"We need to discuss this now Artie!" Rachel pouted.
"Fine, what is it?" Artie asked.
"We get Finn to bribe his popular friends to join! That will attract average people and we'll have more than enough members! Imagine, I could have so many people backing me - I mean us - up!" Rachel said happily to the boy in the wheelchair.
"Rachel the popular kids won't join. They give Finn a hard time for it as it is. We can't ask him to go around telling his friends to join Glee. Do you not realize what his friends think about us?" Artie asked glumly.
"Well Santana, Brittany, Quinn, Puck, Karofsky and Azimio prefer to communicate with me through icy beverages rather than the English language. Most of the cheerios and quidditch players do actually." Rachel said.
"Exactly. Do you see my point?"
"I suppose Artie…"
"OK. Why don't you bother - I mean, talk to - Mercedes or Tina or Kurt?"
"Alright. I was just finished my breakfast anyway. By the way, Artie I would advise you not to be late to class today. Last time you got five precious points deducted from Ravenclaw!"
The short brunette stood up and before she exited the Great Hall, she called Mercedes, Kurt and Tina over. The three girls plus Kurt left together.
They sat on a bench in the corridor.
"What's up?" Mercedes asked.
"Yes, Rachel! What is so important that you decided to call upon us during the most important meal of the day?" Kurt demanded.
"I-Is there a p-p-problem?" Tina stuttered.
"Not exactly Tina. I was wondering if we should ask Finn to recruit some of his popular friends for Glee club. After all, if the quidditch players and cheerios join the other normal students will follow!" Rachel explained. "Artie didn't like the idea though."
"Using Finn? I don't agree with that. He doesn't seem very committed as it is." Kurt disagreed. "However, I think we could get popular kids to join another way. Mercedes was having a pillow fight with none other than Quinn Fabray, Katie Bell and Angelina Johnson last night! Ginny Weasley and Hermione Granger were there too but they aren't exactly popular."
"R-Really Mercedes?" Tina gasped.
Mercedes blushed. "I guess, yes."
"Mercedes this is perfect! You can hang around with them and befriend them then they'll join Glee, and with Quinn comes Santana Lopez and Brittany Pierce!" Rachel squealed excitedly.
"Don't get carried away Rachel. I had one pillow fight with them and we share a room with Hermione and Ginny. We're not friends. They've never told me a secret or anything…" Mercedes explained.
"Well at least try to ask one of them!" Rachel begged.
"I'll run it by them if I can…but no promises." Mercedes gave in.
"Yay!" Rachel cheered flinging her arms around the chubby girl.
"No pressure Cedes!" Kurt chuckled.
"Thanks Kurt, you're such a good friend." Mercedes said sarcastically.
"Don't mention it." Kurt winked.
"Rachel get your sorry ass off of me before I change my damn mind!" Mercedes said exasperatedly.
"Sorry Mercedes." Rachel apologized hastily removing her arms from Mercedes body.
The Gryffindors had Potions class with the Slytherins.
Draco sat beside Quinn, Puck sat behind them beside Seamus, Santana sat beside Pansy Parkinson (neither of them looked very happy about it), Kurt sat beside Crabbe, Mercedes sat beside Hermione and Harry sat beside Ron.
Snape announced which potion they would be making and that they would be making it in pairs.
Some students listened, most pretended to be paying attention as he gave instructions.
"Quinn?" Draco whispered.
"Yes?" she replied trying to listen to the teacher.
"I meant to ask you a while ago but I never got the chance seeing as I never get a minute alone. Everyone feels the need to be in my presence as you know…"
"Yes Draco I'm sure that's it." Quinn said sarcasm dripping from her voice.
"Whatever. Anyway, what do you think about Sirius?"
"I'm sure he's fine, why?"
"He escaped from Azkaban, remember? He's the while reason dementors have been swarming the place since September?"
"I have been around Draco, I know what's happening. Why are you asking me this?"
"Well I was just wondering what you thought of it, him being disowned from our family and everything. I'm telling you, if he's managed to get out, aunt Bella will do it soon enough. She'll never let anyone see him as better than her."
"I'm sure she will Draco." Quinn said bored.
"Do you think he'll manage to get here? To Hogwarts? If he does I'll do Father proud and kill him. He's a traitor, he is."
"Are you done?" Quinn sighed.
"I suppose. You really should take more of an interest in this, Quinn. When the Dark Lord returns to power like Father says he will, Bella will escape and our family will rise to power with the Dark Lord! We'll be like royalty, we will."
"OK, now can we pay attention please?"
"Fine." he huffed. "You're so boring sometimes."
"I'm ignoring you now…"
"Oh you are so childish!"
"Lalalala…"
Draco groaned but paid attention to Snape, seeing that it would be pointless to try to continue the conversation.
Everyone gathered their ingredients and started to brew their potions.
"Here Puck, this doesn't look right. You said add three bat wings didn't you?" Seamus panicked.
"No, I said nothing like that!" Puck snapped looking at the now bubbling potion. "Crap Seamus, it isn't meant to do that…"
"Oh Christ, what will we do? If this blows up Snape will bloody murder me! Me nanny's going to flip if she hears I've been causing more disasters like this!" Seamus panted.
"Uh, it's alright man! Breathe in, breathe out… you can do this!" Puck encouraged.
"I'm trying to make a potion, not squeeze a bleeding baby out of me arse!" Seamus said scrambling around trying to fix the potion.
"Right, right…OK, I got it!" Puck grinned glancing behind them to Santana and Pansy whose potion was looking good even though they were completely distracted by arguing.
When the two girls weren't looking Puck swapped his cauldron with theirs.
"Nice one!" Seamus complimented breathing a sigh of relief.
"I do it all the time…" Puck said feigning modesty.
Seamus rolled his eyes.
"Ms Lopez! Ms Parkinson! Pay attention to your potion! Read the instructions. I assume that you can read English, yes?" Snape drawled.
"You screwed it up Porkinson!" Santana growled.
"Are you calling me fat?" Pansy gasped furiously.
"If I have to spell it out for you dumbass, yes!" Santana smirked back.
"You little -"
"Is something the matter Ms Parkinson?" Snape inquired.
"No sir." Pansy replied through gritted teeth.
Suddenly the potion in front of her and Santana exploded violently covering the two girls and the floor under their table with soot and a gooey substance.
"Ew!" Santana squealed.
"Ugh…" Pansy tried to shake it off but failed.
"You can come back here after school hours during your own free time to clean this up girls. Next time I will be taking points off for being stupid and bickering while doing important class work." Snape said flatly to the two Slytherin girls. "Mr. Finnegan and Mr. Puckerman…nice work for once. I see you two actually have an ounce of intelligence between you."
The Gryffindors rolled their eyes while Puck and Seamus gave one another high-fives not realizing that they had been insulted. Naturally Snape would never take points off his house, no matter what they did.
Ron and Harry were brewing their potion further down the back.
"I hope that gunk seeps into the floor and makes a hole for Snape to fall through. He's a total arse, he is! He would've knocked ten points off of us is we messed up over fighting!" Ron hissed to Harry.
"I know. No point mourning about it though, is there? We may as well finish our potion and get it right so he won't have a reason to take points away." Harry told his friend wisely.
"Y'know Harry you don't always have to be right…" Ron sighed.
"One of us does." Harry said grinning.
"Oh my God, Harry! Look!" Ron squeaked.
Harry looked in the direction Ron pointed at as did Hermione.
Quinn Fabray was staring at Santana and the gunk that was coated on the Latina suddenly floated off the feisty girl's skin, hair and clothing and slowly landed on the floor as if the air had simply lifted it off. Santana looked up gratefully at the blonde beauty. That had to be a confirmation for Harry, Hermione and Ron's theory if they didn't already have enough proof. Hermione's head spun back round to the boys and they looked at her. They all knew what they had to do.
"Mr. Potter is something amusing you back there?" Snape demanded.
"No sir." Harry said.
"I should hope not." Snape paused. "Class dismissed."
The Gryffindors and Slytherins flooded out thankful the class was over.
"Hey Q!" Puck called.
The blonde cheerleader turned around to him pausing her conversation with Santana and Angelina Johnson.
"Yes?"
"Can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Well Puck, you kinda are."
"OK be a smartass then. Can I talk to you for a minute in private?"
"Sure." Quinn giggled.
The two walked behind everyone else.
"So babe I was wondering if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade together on Saturday?" Puck said coolly.
"Why couldn't you ask me in front of everyone else?" the blonde smirked playfully.
"Well babe I didn't want the other girls to get all jealous. I'm just being considerate." Puck lied.
"More like you were afraid I'd reject you and humiliate you in front of them." she laughed.
"Well you can choose to believe me or yourself. I don't really care. What do you say about Saturday?"
"Like a date? Or hanging out like we usually do?" Quinn asked blushing faintly.
"A d-date I guess." for the second time in his entire life Puck blushed. He stammered in front of a girl! He tried to conceal his embarrassment and did quite a good job.
"Alright then, I say yes. I'll catch you later!" Quinn agreed and caught up with Santana and Angelina.
He couldn't wait to tell Finn!
The Hufflepuffs had Defence Against the Dark Arts with the Ravenclaws.
Mike Chang, Finn Hudson and Sam Evans we standing in a threesome in the middle of a conversation which appeared to be about Noah Puckerman.
"Puck said she said yes!" Finn said.
"She said no to me when I asked…" Sam Evans mumbled forlornly.
"She probably didn't wanna look like Barbie and Ken when she was with her boyfriend!" Mike laughed loudly.
The blonde boy glared at the Asian.
Awaiting the professor's arrival Rachel Berry looked around the chamber for someone acceptable to socialize with. Artie had made it clear that he didn't want to be best friends like she had hoped and Tina's stutter made her difficult to understand which irritated Rachel greatly. She looked around and spotted Finn.
She walked up to him and his friends confidently.
"Finn, I wouldn't advise you and your comrades to project your voices so much as I can hear each word you speak quite clearly from where I was before I decided to let you know everyone in this room could hear you in case you said something that you would rather keep to yourself. To prove that what I am saying is totally true I shall tell you what I heard. Noah Puckerman asked a girl out and she said yes but when Sam requested this girl go out with him she unfortunately declined his offer." Rachel babbled without taking a single breath. "If it is any consolation Sam if you requested my company I would say yes."
"No thanks…who the hell are you?" Sam asked uncertainly. He and Mike were more than slightly creeped out by the girl who had just ambushed them with her words, many of which Sam did not understand. Finn began to explain.
"I should probably explain guys. This is -"
"RACHEL BERRY, not to be confused with Rachel Barry, thank you very much!" Rachel finished.
"Does she ever shut up?" Mike asked astounded gaping at her as Sam was, seeming to forget that Rachel could hear him.
"I dunno man, but her mouth is huge…it's nearly as big as mine…whoa…" Sam gaped.
"I feel like I should be taking offence for a number of reasons, some being that you two seem to have forgotten that I am a girl and not a monkey smoking a pipe judging by the way you are staring at me. You have also insulted my mouth although you Sam have a larger one and you have insulted that fact that I am slightly more informative than others. However I feel like I must be kind as I am quite certain that both of your brains are nowhere near as developed as mine is." Rachel stated.
"Dude, you like being around her? I can't even understand what she's saying…" Sam laughed.
"I can understand her!" Finn defended the annoyed girl.
"Finn I will leave you three alone now bearing in mind that your friends minds are slightly underdeveloped." Rachel told the big boy through gritted teeth.
"OK, I'll catch you later in Glee?" Finn offered in apology for his friends' behaviors.
"Yes you will." Rachel confirmed.
The second Professor Lupin entered the room everything became silent as the students gathered in a huddle in the center of the room to observe what the teacher had to show them.
"Today class we are not going to be focusing on the subject we are here to study. Instead, Professor Dumbledore had requested that I talk to you about Sirius Black. He has been sighted not too far from Hogwarts." Lupin announced regretfully.
Gasps echoed throughout the chamber.
"Don't excite yourselves, children. Now, I expect the Slytherins and Gryffindors are being spoken to about this subject as well. The reason you need to know these details is that you need to know what not to do! Sirius Black is a dangerous man, within deadly proximity of this very school! Stay out past dark at your own risk, because there is always the chance you'll have a run in with him and when you do it will be all over for you. He's escaped from Azkaban and he was the first and most likely last to do it! Do not put your life on the line. Obey the rules. Those dementors are here for a very good reason and that is to recapture Black and take him back to Azkaban where I sincerely hope he will be imprisoned in a more secure cell. If you find him first? Well. He is more likely to kill you than let you go, isn't he?" Lupin said seriously.
Everyone gaped at him. His words had been petrifying, but they needed to be said.
"Sir?"
"Yes Ms. Berry?"
"If I am correct, which I usually am, Sirius Black is after Harry Potter. Why don't we just hand Harry over? It is totally unfair for all our lives to be in such danger for one person!" Rachel declared furiously.
Suddenly some students began to agree while others protested claiming that only a coward would sacrifice one of their own.
"It w-w-would be w-w-wrong!" Tina stuttered angrily.
"I'm not putting my life on the line for someone I don't even know properly!" Artie exclaimed.
"Everyone's looking for Black! He's gonna get caught before he gets the chance to come near us or Potter!" Finn objected.
"We can't give Harry up! He has a zigzag on his head. That means he's like My Little Pony only instead of having his design on his butt it's on his forehead." Brittany Pierce smiled obliviously.
This earned her a lot of stares, which she didn't seem to notice.
"Finn's right!" Cedric Diggory agreed.
"IT DOES NOT MATTER. I DEMAND ORDER." Lupin yelled at the top of his voice.
The room became silent.
"Thank you! Now, Harry Potter will not be sacrificed no matter what the circumstances are! And for all of you who would put someone to death to save your own skins, you are cowards! Self-centered cowards." Lupin snapped.
Those who were talking of giving Harry away looked to the floor guiltily.
"You are dismissed early. Go do something productive. Remember, be careful. Black could be anywhere, lurking in the shadows!" Lupin warned.
The students filed out quickly some terrified after Lupin's speech.
"You know what we have to do don't you?" Hermione asked the boys as they stood in the library.
"Go to McGonagall!" Harry said.
"More like the Ministry of Magic!" Ron squeaked.
"No and no. we need to go to Dumbledore!" Hermione corrected rolling her eyes at Ron's fear.
"Let's go then." Harry breathed deeply as did Hermione whilst Ron hyperventilated.
"Professor McGonagall, we need to speak to Professor Dumbledore immediately!" Hermione declared now outside Dumbledore's office.
"Yeah, like right now!" Ron added.
"I will ask him." McGonagall told them.
She went into the headmaster's office and came back seconds later.
"You may go in." she nodded.
The three children entered and McGonagall left.
"Well? Do you have any enthralling news to share?" Dumbledore smiled.
"No sir we actually came to ask you a few questions." Harry replied.
"Ask away boy." Dumbledore encouraged.
"Is it possible for a witch or wizard to have the ability to control elements?" Harry asked hesitantly.
"What do you mean by 'elements' exactly?" Dumbledore inquired.
"Fire, air, ground, water…" Hermione replied.
"Well yes it is, although the chances are unbelievably rare. One man Elvius Pluto -"
"Elvius Pluto? What sort of name is that?" Ron scoffed.
"Ronald listen!" Hermione chastised.
Dumbledore continued. "Elvius had the ability to control these elements but at a costly price. He was constantly being tempted to join up with groups who wished to conquer the wizarding world, because with such a power vast amounts of people could be killed instantly from afar." Dumbledore explained. "Your faces tell me you asked this particular question for a reason. Care to tell?"
"Quinn Fabray is gonna kill us all!" Ron screamed.
"No, sir! We believe she may have these certain…powers." Hermione cut in before Dumbledore actually listened to Ron.
"Oh. Well I'm afraid I already had a hunch on that anyway." Dumbledore admitted. "Watching her do things by looking at people or objects. Saved Mr. Longbottom once if I remember correctly. No one was aware of it though, not even Mr. Longbottom himself."
"Is she going to kill us?" Ron panicked hyperventilating again.
"I highly doubt that Mr. Weasley. Ms. Fabray may be what you modern day youngsters call a 'bitch' or a Barbie doll according to muggle-borns but I think you will find that she isn't a cold-blooded machine. She is in Gryffindor remember. Bravery does not involve murdering innocents. However I feel I may have to confront Ms. Fabray about this as it now appears I am not the only one noticing…" the bearded man considered.
The three were shocked he had cussed.
"Sir would it be better if we confronted her? She may be calmer if approached by peers." Hermione suggested.
"Or she could get pissed off and kill us!" Ron snapped.
"Language Mr. Weasley." Dumbledore frowned.
Hypocrite! Ron thought to himself.
"Perhaps you have a point Ms. Granger. The three of you confront her please. Tell me all tomorrow. I must go now. I must consult Professor Snape about something." Dumbledore told the trio.
The three kids left and returned to Gryffindor tower to discuss tactics.
"Hey, Quinn!"
"Oh, hi Mercedes."
Mercedes had entered her room and found Quinn was the only one there sorting out her clothes. Keeping her promise to the Glee club, she decided to ask Quinn to join.
"So do you sing much?" Mercedes asked.
"Well I'm not bad, I guess." Quinn replied laughing slightly at the randomness of the question.
"Dancing?" Mercedes added.
"I'm a cheerleader. I've done ballet since I was three. Of course I can dance." she smiled.
"Would you consider joining Glee club? You get extra credit." Mercedes asked slipping in the extra credit for good measure.
"My grades are pretty awesome as they are Mercedes."
"Well it's fun!"
"Um, I'll think about it and get back to you." Quinn promised. "Actually I have a different idea. Ask Britt to join. She gets 0% in every test. She could use extra credit. If she joins, I'll join."
"Uh, alright!" Mercedes agreed though she was kicking herself inside. Why couldn't she just have said yes or no? If she said no at least I could tell the club I tried…
"Are you going to Hogsmeade on Saturday?" Quinn asked changing the subject.
"Yeah, I can't wait. You going with anyone specifically? I told Kurt I'd go round with him and find a good hairdresser for him." Mercedes told the blonde who was blushing.
"Yes, actually I am going with someone specifically." she giggled.
"Who?" Mercedes asked joining in the cheerleader's giggles.
"Puck…"
"Seriously? Like a date?"
"That's what he said. Have you ever been on a date?"
"No…have you?" Mercedes blushed this time with embarrassment.
"There's no need to feel embarrassed Mercedes. I haven't either! Just don't tell anyone." Quinn revealed.
"Girl, I thought you, Santana and Brittany dated every guy in the school…"
"I've probably turned every guy in the school down, kissed twenty of them on the lips and made out with five of them -not including spin the bottle- but I'm not a whore." Quinn laughed. "Santana and Brittany have never been on dates either but don't tell them I told you that! They'd kill me."
The two girls laughed, and then heard a knock on the door.
"Come in!" they said simultaneously still giggling.
Ron put his head through the door.
"H-H-Harry and H-H-Hermione and m-me were w-wondering if we could have a-a w-word with y-y-you." Ron stuttered nervously.
"What the fuck is he saying?" Quinn asked Mercedes in her bitch mode once more.
"He, Hermione and Harry wanna talk to you." she replied smiling slightly.
"Y'know Ron I find it hard enough to understand you British peoples' stupid accents (AN: NO OFFENCE INTENDED TO BRITISH PEOPLE. I BELIEVE YOU ARE AWESOME LIKE YOUR ACCENT. I'M PRETTY SURE YOU GAVE US WAFFLES AND I LOVE WAFFLES.) As it is. Then you go and stutter like a fool. How am I supposed to comprehend what the hell you're saying?" Quinn sighed rolling her eyes in her usual bitchy fashion.
"Sorry. I got nervous." Ron apologized trying for his life not to stutter.
Quinn walked out to him and he led her to Harry and Hermione in the common room.
"What's up?" Quinn asked flopping down on the sofa.
"Quinn I am going to make this short and sweet." Hermione said calmly.
"Well hurry then…" Quinn prompted impatiently.
"We've been instructed by Dumbledore to talk to you about this." Harry said sincerely.
"If this is about Sirius I am leaving right now! I am sick of being pestered about it! You two, then Draco, now this? Seriously, FUCK OFF." Quinn growled.
A red glint became visible in her hazel eyes.
"It's not about that, Quinn." Hermione said steadily.
"It's about you personally." Harry added.
"I think that's personal, is it not?" Quinn grunted snappily.
"Let's cut to the chase Quinn. Dumbledore thinks you may have the power to control elements and feels it may be dangerous if we don't talk to you about it." Hermione told the blonde.
The blonde glared at her intensely and furiously. Suddenly Quinn's irises turned red and she turned into fire.
"How the HELL is this YOUR business? You're just and UGLY little MUDBLOOD and you will rot in HELL!" Quinn screamed still alight.
"Jesus, Jesus, Jesus…" Ron prayed rocking back and forth.
"Oh MAMMY!" Seamus Finnigan yelled. He was on the stairs looking utterly terrified.
The blazing girl turned to him as did Hermione Ron and Harry.
Quinn returned to normal upon seeing Seamus's petrified face. She was still furious, but there was a hint of fear on her face. She regained composure.
"If the four of you tell anyone what you just saw I will personally hunt you all down one by one and make you all suffer painful deaths!" she hissed before storming out of the common room to the Fat Lady's painting where she left Gryffindor tower.
"Oh mammy help me! Quinn's gonna kill me! I think I'm after pissing me pants!" Seamus squeaked.
"Seamus you can't tell anyone about this…" Harry warned.
"But they need to know! What if she gets pissed off again? She'll bloody murder someone!" Seamus protested.
"Don't Seamus. Remember what she said she'd do if any of us ratted her out!" Ron pointed out.
"Fine, but I'm marking her time of the month on me calendar. Better avoid her then…"
Seamus said.
"If you find out share it with me won't you? I don't think she likes me…" Ron mumbled.
"You're such a wimp Ronald!" Hermione sighed.
"Brittany! Brittany!" Rachel Berry scurried over to the tall cheerleader.
The blond looked around trying to see who was addressing her even though Rachel was standing directly in front of her.
"Look down Brittany." Rachel muttered.
"Oh, it's Hobbit!" Brittany giggled happily.
"My name is Rachel…"
"Santana and Quinn said your name is Hobbit. I believe them because they know where babies come from."
"I know where aliens come from. I call myself Rachel."
"That doesn't make you smart. Everyone knows aliens come from Santa's man boobs and fat flaps." Brittany stated.
"…OK…well call me Rachel please. I have come to request that you join Glee club. I assure you it will be an enthralling experience. Not only that but you will get extra credit which will assist your grades." Rachel explained. "Mercedes told me to ask you. You know that nice sassy black girl named Mercedes?"
"Yeah. Santana told me I shouldn't join. Sorry."
"Why would she tell you that?"
"Because everyone in it is a loser. Or gay, but that's what Puck says and Quinn told me not to listen to him because he lies. Not when he said that though…she kinda agreed actually…" the blond pondered.
"Well I assure you none of us are gay; well apart from Kurt. Anyway, would you like to join? It's really great for your grades, remember…"
"…if I do will I get paid?" Brittany asked.
"How much are you asking for?" Rachel replied uncertainly.
"Three galleons. Right here, right now." Brittany said.
"Do you want that on a regular basis or just once?" Rachel inquired. No way could she pay this girl weekly or monthly. She needed to save her money for herself and of course, her future.
"Just now." Brittany said not realizing that if she was paid on a regular basis she would get more money.
"Alright, here you go. Be at the choir room at four thirty sharp!" Rachel instructed fishing into her pockets and producing three galleons and handing them to Brittany.
"It's been a pleasure doing business with you. Well actually it sucked but my mom says I have to be polite." she frowned.
She turned and walked away.
She was anything but polite… Rachel sighed. However, she had gotten a popular girl to join, and if Quinn was going to keep her promise to Mercedes, she too would join. Of course along with the two blondes would be Santana, and with the three most popular girls in the school Glee club would rise to popularity and would be respected!
Well, that's what Rachel hoped.
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