AN: Hi guys! Finally getting back into that weekly update thing! This was a fun chapter to write so I hope you enjoy it!

Beta-ed by the fabulous HogwartsDreamer113

Dedicated to Margaret Thatcher, personally I thought she was a great woman and doesn't need the abuse she's been getting after her untimely death this week.

Val and I emerge from the Hospital Wing from a short and impressive twenty minutes from arriving. We were completely healed, no physical evidence that we ever plummeted to ground...Yes, I'm never getting on a broom again.

"What time is it?" Val asks, looking around the deserted corridors.

I shrug and then we come to a window. We look out and see it's still sunny.

"Everyone will be in their next lesson." States Val, speaking my thoughts.

"Transfiguration." I reply and we turn and make our way to the Transfiguration classroom. It's up a few floors and we have to pass the staff room. We tiptoe past, not wanting them to hear us and suddenly we here raised voices.

We stop in our tracks. I know eavesdropping is wrong, but we're only human! Curiosity clouds all our moral thoughts as we listen on the conversation. The voices were Sable, Silsbury, Flitwick, Neville and the head of Slytherin and Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher - Madam Twitch. They all have angry tones, but they were not shouting. Probably not to disturb classes.

"Cassandra, what is this about?" Demands the familiar voice of Silsbury.

"I believe Hagrid is acting suspicious." Says a low monotone voice of Madam Twitch.

"Is that it?" Questions Sable's voice "You can't keep accusing people of these things! What was it last time? James Potter was cooking up Polyjuice potion? You are wasting our time."

"I'm always right." Twitch says, not smugly almost as a warning.

"As Head of Gryffindor house," Neville pipes up "I think I'll decide if James really did that or not."

"Must we talk about James Potter now? That was a year ago!" Says Flitwick

"You're right, like I was saying, I believe Hagrid is breeding dangerous creatures." Twitch says. There is a chorus of sighs.

"I talked to Hagrid about his...pets. And he has assured me that he will no longer be breeding. And if that's that, everyone can go back to their lessons."

Val and I snap our back to each other. If they come out now they'll see us and know what we we're doing. The corridor is straight for miles, then Val takes off down one side and I chase after her. Val swings an old door open and we run inside. Val shuts the door and we gasp for breath.

"W...wow," Stutters Val between breaths. I nod and look around.

We're in an old classroom, it seems forgotten yet there was a single candle next to a stack of wooden boxes. The chairs stacked onto the desks, everything covered in cobwebs and dust. There are many wooden boxes around, most of them (apart from the ones by the candle) open full of old books and papers. Then we hear a rattle.

I feel my blood go cold, I slowly turn to Val, who is frozen by the door. Then I hear a little weeping sound and I frown. Someone else was in here? I look over the window, there on the window shelf was a metal jewelry box.

"Do you think there's something inside of it?" Whispers Val is my ear, who was now at my shoulder. I nod. What else could be in there?

We slowly make our way to the window and I pick up the candle by the wooden boxes, finding it weird that the candle is completely cool. Now that I think about it the room's temperature has dropped. After what seems like the longest walk of my life, we reach the jewelry box.

"Do you think I should open it?" Val whispers, rubbing her arms to try to get warm. I nod, whatever's in there wants to get out. It's still crying. Val shakily reaches for the box. There's a little latch on it and as soon as she touches it, the box howls. We jump and Val quickly flips the latch and the howl is silenced. Suddenly, the lid begins to open it's self and Val and I begin to back away. Then we hear a chuckle.

"Thank you, little firsties."

The jewellery box blows apart, sudden gust of wind sending Val and I back a few steps. I shield my eyes with my arm as bits of dust and shards fly towards us. Cautiously I lower my arm and in front of me, floats a little man in a Muggle medieval jester costume. He yawns and stretches.

"You don't realise how long I've been in there!" He cackles and does a loop-de-loop.

"I'm as free as a bee! Oh, such a victory! It was as simple as ABC," He floats down to Val and bows "How can I ever repay thee?"

Val stares, but I can't blame her. This ghost seems very...odd.

"You're a ghost right?" Val says, more of a statement than an answer. The ghost then gasps and pretends to faint.

"I am a POLTERGEIST!" The ghost then screams.

"Shhh! Shhh! Fine you're a poltergeist! Keep it down!" Hisses Val, looking at me desperately.

"Okay! Okay! What's your name?" The ghost asks, going upside down "I'm Peeves. I don't like many people but I like you. And your ginger fri- wait a second..." He turns to me and begins to float towards me until he's inches from my face.

"You're a Weasley aren't you?" He giggles "Always wanted to meet a Weasley - oh wait a second..." His grin stretches and he floats back up to the window.

"I think you too are a little late for class." He then disappears and the candles blows out.

News got out by tea time that Peeves the Poltergeist was back. Apparently some annoying first years unlocked his enchanted prison, but no one suspected Val and I. After all we were in the Hospital Wing recovering! Val and I stayed at the end of tea time when most of the O.W.L students studied, talking quietly about what we had heard.

"I bet Twitch is right," Val said "Hagrid must be up to something! Just think about it -"

"Rose! There you are!" Molly hurries up to us "I took your book from your case, you were taking far too long to give it to me." She hands it back to me. Val looks up to her.

"So you stole it."

"No! I borrowed it!"

"Without permission."

"She's my cousin so it doesn't matter."

"A very rude cousin."

Molly turns red, nodded at me before returning to the other end of the table where a bowl cut haired boy was waiting for her.

"Val," I groan, she frowns at me.

"What?"

"Now I'm going have to make it up to her!"

"How?"

"I don't know..."

"Maybe help her find a better boyfriend?" We turn simultaneously at the boy she was holding hands with. I know love is deeper than the skin, but he was quite gross and he really needed a tissue. We look at each other and try not to laugh to loud.

After that we decide to go to the library before bedtime to try to find a book to help us with our Charms essay.

"Hey look," Val nudges me and nods at a table, Albus and Scorpius are doing homework there. We go over to them and sit down.

"Hi," We chorus.

They grunt in acknowledgment, Val who was sitting next to Albus frowned at him. "You're squinting," She said "Can you not read it?"

Albus looked up "Yes! I can read if, it's just the edges are blurry, so I need to squint."

"Maybe you need glasses." I tell him, his eyes widen and he shakes his head violently.

"No!" He exclaims.

"What's wrong with glasses?" Scorpius asks, emerging from his potions essay. "You'll look more like your dad."

"That's the point!" Al says, slamming his book down causing a few heads to turn. "That's the point," he says quieter "Everyone keeps reminding me that I look like my dad! And that he did "great things"! And that they can't wait for me to do something like that! It's so annoying, it's not like world's gonna need saving from a Dark Lord again! I mean how many times does that happen?"

"Three times." Scorpius says and we all turn to him. "Y'know, Grindelwald... Then Lord Voldemort twice... Just me? Okay."

"Well apart from that! It's not gonna happen, so everyone keeps expecting it to happen to me! And if I get glasses they're gonna compare me more to him. Then more stories. And more reminders. And more undeserved fame. And more Doris bloody Crockford!"

"...who?"

"This crazy old woman who thinks I'm my dad and she keeps on asking me to come visit her!"

"Oh, poor you mister popularity," Val says rolling her eyes.

"Hey, it's harder than it looks." Albus says defensively.

"Well, I'm going to go to Astronomy. Al?" Scorpius breaks in.

Al picks up his things and the two drag their feet out if the room. I yawn and Val catches it, we both laugh.

Val groans stretching her arms on the desk. "I'm so tired. Can we go back to the common room?"

I nod sleepily and we eventually make our way back up to the dormitory. That night I had a dream that I was at Hagrid's hut, but I was the only one in there. Suddenly Ebony came in wearing a black cloak, then Molly, then a sixth year Gryffindor then a third year Hufflepuff, all wearing the same black cloaks... Then we had a lovely tea together. It was a very nice dream.

What is the name of Emma Watson's new movie?

A) The Ping Pong

B) The Bling Ring

C) The Lang Gang