Aladdin turned to Rose, "Can we please leave him?" She turned back to Ron in disgust. "He can't be all that useful."

"Allie!" Rose exclaimed.
"I'm being serious!" Aladdin exclaimed. "I risk my neck to get his daughter free and now I'm literally about to pick the lock of his shackles and he thinks that I'm on the other side! He cannot be counted as an intelligent life form."

"Allie," Albus groaned. "We do not have time for this."

"Fine, fine," Aladdin grumbled and began picking the lock. It quickly popped open and she started on the next one. She looked at Ron for a second before going back to work. "You owe me for this, I swear to god."

The second shackle released its prisoner causing Ron to stumble forward a bit before regaining his balance. "Thank you," He muttered, rubbing at his wrists.

Aladdin gave an undignified grunt in response, going on to the next teacher.

Romana called the Weasel over and handed him the vial, "Just a tiny sip." Romana warned. "Too much and it will cause you to go into a coma. Not that I care, but we need enough for the teachers that are actually useful. This potion works as an antidote to the potion you were given that took away your magic."

"What is with you people and insulting my intelligence?" Ron muttered before taking the smallest sip from the vial and making a face. "Yuck! That's worse than Polyjuice potion!"

"That," Aladdin said, popping Longbottom's shackles off before turned to Ron. "Is the one thing I will agree with you on."

Harry looked at her in confusion as she began on him, "You know what Polyjuice potion and whatever that is tastes like…? How?"

Aladdin shrugged, letting him free and turning to the next teacher in line, "Polyjuice potion was a dare and that stuff is also an amazing pain reliever. I used to get the worst migraines when I was younger."

"A strong, lethal potion being used as a pain reliever?!" Hermione exclaimed just as Aladdin got to her. "Who in the world was your head of house before I got here?"
Aladdin snorted, "Head of house before you? We've never had a head of house."

A slight blush settled on Hermione's cheeks from the dig at her treatment of the Slytherin house.

Once all of the teachers had been released and given a sip of the potion, there was a knock on the door. Though the teachers were tense, the children seemed rather calm about the knock.

"Are you almost done?" Alexander called through the door, looking over his shoulder just in case one of Lucius' lackeys happened to walk by.
Aladdin rolled her eyes and opened the door, revealing all of the released teachers. "What do you think?"

Alexander rolled his eyes, "Their in the Great Hall writing the ransom letter." He explained. "I'd say you have at last half an hour before they send it."
Aladdin nodded. "Did you get the others to Malfoy Manor?"
Alexander shivered, that place gave him the creeps. "Yeah," He said. "They're fine-I got Anna out too, so you don't have to worry about her."

"What about the Potter-Weasley gang?" Aladdin asked, shocking most of the adults except Harry.
"What?" Alexander asked.
Aladdin narrowed her eyes, "I told you to-"
"I got them," Narcissa assured, peeping her head around the closed door. "They are safe and sound." She looked around, "Everything alright in here?"
Scorpius glared and was about to open his mouth, but Romana beat him to it. "Everything's fine, Aunt Narcissa."

Ron started choking on air, looking between Narcissa and Romana wildly, "Aunt?!"
Romana blinked a few times, "I told you that my mother is Bellatrix Lestrange nee Black, remember?"

"Which makes us and Teddy cousins," Scorpius explained. "And my grandmother her aunt. It's complicated."

"OK-seriously, we do not have time for all of this!" James exclaimed. "We've got to go."

With that, the kids took off leaving the adults-including Alexander and Narcissa-in the tower.
"Where in the world are they going?" McGonagall asked.

"To set the world right," Narcissa sighed, looking at the door. "And they can't do it alone, c'mon."

Aladdin's POV

We arrived at the dining hall and skid to a stop before the grand entrance doors. It was odd to think that only a few months ago I had entered those doors, slightly worried about my OWL scores and terrified about Anna's sorting. Never had I thought that I would turn out to be the Heir of Slytherin and expected to stop a Slytherin rebellion.

Gesturing for everyone to be silent, I carefully opened the door, making sure that it didn't squeak or squeal as it was opened. Peering in, I saw that most of them were gathered around a table with Lucius writing on a large piece of parchment. Others were spread throughout the room, some standing guard, some just amusing themselves.

I pulled my head back into the hall and shut the door once more.

"What are we going to do?" I whispered.

Rose thought for a moment, "Could you convince the castle to suck them half way into the floor?"

I blinked at her. What in the world had she just asked me to do?

"You want us to do what exactly?" Albus asked, raising an eyebrow at his cousin.

"Convince the castle to suck half of their bodies into the floor. You know, with their heads sticking out so that they can still breathe." Rose shrugged.

Scorpius turned to his girlfriend, "Sometimes I worry about what goes on in your head."
"So do I, Malfoy." James assured patting Scorpius' shoulder. "So do I."
I shook my head as if to clear, "I don't think you understand. Convincing the castle to do anything is quite draining. Even with both of us, we'd only be able to do it for a couple minutes before the floor would just spit them back out."

"Maybe we do it temporarily, just long enough to get our wands back," Albus suggested.

"And what do we do once we get them back-it's six teenagers against who knows how many full wizards. We'll never win!" Romana moaned.

The sound of footsteps caused us to all turn our heads and see the teachers, Weasel and Mr Potter running toward us.
"Which is why," Narcissa panted. "We're here to help." She let out a huff. "Merlin, I am getting way too old for this."

I chuckled at her joke and looked at Albus. "You think we can do it?"
"Can't be that hard. I mean, it's not like it's been six thousand years or anything," Albus deadpanned. "I couldn't unlock a door, Allie."
"Because it was someone else's magic, you nimrod." I reminded. "We can do this." I turned to Romana worriedly. "We can do this, right?"

"Oh, c'mon!" James groaned. "Where does the self-assured, prick like, princess of Slytherin go when you need her? Aladdin, Albus, go in there and do what you were quite literally born able to do."

Sighing, I pushed open the door, letting Albus and I walk in boldly. All heads turned to us in shock and surprise. They had believed that without our magic, we'd all be helpless, but they didn't know about Albus and me. Sure, they knew that I was a Parseltongue, but they couldn't know who Albus and I were-at least, in another life.

Turning to Albus, I grasped his left hand in my right, something we had done generations ago yet felt like yesterday. My mother called it 'joining magic'. It meant when you pulled the magic reserves inside of you to create a link with someone else's therefore letting you perform more difficult spells without running out of magic. Running out of magic has the potential to kill a witch or wizard, and we both knew that what we were about to try would drain us both close to the warning level. This was risky, but we had no other choice.
I closed my eyes and concentrated on throwing all the magic I had in me to cause the floor underneath the feet of the rebels to sink. Just lifting up a single eyelid barely even a centimeter took a tremendous amount of energy so I knew we didn't have much time.
"Now!" I called to the others waiting outside.

The group waiting outside the doors burst in and looked around, trying to locate the wands. It was a startling sight to see so many people with their bodies halfway in the floor. None of them knew what was going on and gave terrified/confused glances at one another.
Kneeling at the head of Callie, a Slytherin girl who had graduated just five years ago, James demanded, "Where are the wands?"
"Scorpius!" Callie exclaimed. "What's happening?!"

"Where. Are. The. Wands?" James reiterated, his voice low and his eyes turned to slits.

Callie gestured to a corner of the room where hundreds of wands were stacked carelessly in a messy pile that looked more like a bon fire.

"Of course," Scorpius groaned as James relayed the information.

Everyone besides the people stuck in the floor and those keeping the people stuck in the floor rushed over to the pile to find their wands.

"This is going to take forever!" Romana exclaimed aggravated. "I'm never going to find my-!" A wand wiggled its way out of the pile to smack her in the face before landing on her lap. "Never mind-found it!"

"How did you do that?" Scorpius asked as he looked around for his. "I can't find mine."

"Here it is!" James called, tossing the wand to Scorpius.

"James!" Ron called his nephew. "Your wand!" He tossed it and James caught it with seeker reflexes.
"Oh!" Scorpius exclaimed. "There's Aladdin's!"
"And Al's." Harry said, picking out the wand that his son was very much attached too.

The two males gave the wands to Rose who deposited them at Aladdin and Albus' feet. As she stood there watching, she noticed the glazed overlook their eyes had and how Aladdin's eyes were changing from espresso to a light blue while Albus' dark hair was beginning to turn a strawberry blonde color.

"I don't think we have much time!" Rose called before running back to the pile, dodging hands that tried to trip her on the way there.

"Ah-ha!" Hermione exclaimed, pulling out both her and her daughter's wands. "Here you go," She said, handing Rose the wand.
"Thanks, mum." Rose said.

The rest of the teachers' wands were found. Dispersing, they quickly added a new part to the plan since Allie and Albus seemed to be able to hold their own still. Stupefys were cast at every member stuck in the floor and at the last one, Allie and Albus both collapsed onto the floor, stupefied bodies now laying a top the floor.
James ran to his little brother as Scorpius ran to Aladdin. Madame Pomfrey pushed her way through the crowd to make it to the two students.
"We must get them to the infirmary," She decided. "Now."

...how was that? I've never been all that good at writing "intense" scenes, so how did you think I did? Things went up and now things are winding down. Again, sorry for the short chapter, but I really wanted to get this one up.

-Raven