#2
"Look at this, guys!" Harry snarled as he showed them the scars on his hand from Umbridge's detention.
Ron, Hermione and Kameron gasped.
"That woman is absolutely dreadful!" Hermione exclaimed.
"You should show McGonagall, mate," Ron added.
"No, what you should do is cause a distraction and then sneak into her office, steal the quill, and laugh when she can't find it the next time you go to detention."
The trio looked at Kameron Morge in shock. Ever since their slightly odd meeting back in September of fourth year, Kameron had been into all sorts of trouble and done many, what she referred to as, 'hardcore' things. But this was insane.
"No, I'm not going to do that!"
She looked at Harry strangely, "Well, why not?"
He gave her the same look. "Because we'd get caught! And even if we didn't, I'd still get in trouble when Umbridge can't find her quill and blames me!"
Kameron looked down her nose at him, "Wuss."
Harry looked affronted. "I am not! I just don't want to get into any more trouble with the school or the Ministry of Magic, thank you very much."
The blonde rolled her grey eyes. "Fine, I'll do it."
Ron grinned. "Yeah, right."
"I will. Just wait, I'll prove it."
The next day, Kameron showed them her left hand at breakfast. Cut and scarred into the back of it was 'I told you I was hardcore'.