(A/N): Hey Guys! So, I started writing this last night, and finished it today after my grandparents left. See, they came to visit, and I had to get up at 8:30. They got here at 9:30, and didn't leave until, like, five. I'm not saying I don't love them to bits, but jesus christ!

Leo's mothers name, Cipicia, is a play off the word Precipice, except pre(cipicia), and is pronounced: Sih-pee-sha (don't laugh!)

I have big things planned for this year, but I don't exactly have the time frame worked out yet.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Leo, Elaine, Quiggly, Nicholai, Shari and Cipicia.

Leo

McGonagall's eyes widened, and she stared at me for a minute.

"A friend of Cipicia's? He's certainly bad news then." I raised an eyebrow at Minnie, silently wondering how she had known my mother's name.

"Why? Just because she's a Slytherin? I know the popular view of them but-" I cut Remus off.

"My mother is a known pure-blood supremacist." I explained, and he stared at me for a second.

"And a wicked shrew, if you don't mind me saying." McGonagall said, making us turn to her in shock.

"Well, yeah." I agreed, and she shrugged.

"She was among one of the first groups of students I taught, and while I don't like to speak ill of students- past or present-" Probably for the best, given how much I'm sure we've given her to complain about. "-she clearly thought she owned the place... acting like she was better than everyone else, and always telling people what to do." McGonagall told us, and I blinked back the bitterness that threatened to surface.

"Apparently something's never change." I said under my breath, but Remus and Minnie both obviously heard it, given their slightly embarrassed looks at having accidentally listened in to a private thought.

"But what does that mean if Maloney used to be friends with her? No offence Leo, but the last time you saw here was when you were seven." No it wasn't! I wanted to shout, but I also knew I needed to keep it a secret. If they found out...well, I wouldn't like to think about it.

"Either way, he's already got Dumbledore on his side, there isn't much we can do." Professor McGonagall pointed out, and we stared the floor for a minute, trying to figure out a plan of action.

"What if we found a way to snap them out of it?" The others turned to stare at me. "Well, one second, they were normal, and then when Maloney walked in, it was like they were in some kind of trance. What if we found a way to snap them out of it?" I repeated, and they stared at me for a second like I was a genius.

"But how is he putting them in the trance? It's certainly not his looks." McGonagall, surprisingly, chuckled at Moony's last statement, and I smiled slightly.

"I'd bet it's a potion. I've never heard of a spell that can do that, and frankly, potions are more likely to provide these symptoms." They stared at me again. "You know, inducing freaky-deaky trances?" They nodded now, and I shook my head in disbelief.

"So, how do we find it which potion?" McGonagall's eyes widened, and she glanced between us.

"No. No! You two are not, I repeat, not, getting involved in this, I can't let you." I rolled my eyes at her, silently amused at her attempts to keep us out of harm's way.

"Too bad, you're stuck with us, sister. We're the only sane people left in the whole school." She stared at me for a second before looking slightly defeated.

"And what of you? Are you as stuck on this as Leo?" She asked, turning to Remus now, expecting a result.

"I don't think anyone other than Elaine could be as stubborn as Leo, but I'm certainly not going to give up on this cause." At this answer, McGonagall looked like she wanted to smash him over the head with a book, and a pang of pain went through my heart at the thought of Elaine. What were we going to do without her on our side? We weren't exactly hopeless without her, but we certainly won't as formidable as we were with her. Besides, she was one of my best friends.

"Alright then, since I can't stop you, let's go to the Library. We'll have hell getting past Irma though." She stood up from her desk, stopping as I smirked at her.

"Or we could just go to the Room of Requirement."

"Or we could just-" She stopped suddenly before staring at me. "The where?" Remus chuckled quietly, and I simply smiled.

"The Room of Requirement. Trust me, we're less likely to get caught there." She stared at us for a few seconds before nodding reluctantly.

"Alright, let's go...there." Remus and I exited the classroom, McGonagall in tow, and made our way to the Seventh floor, using conventional means, no secret passageways.

"Here we are." She examined the wall I pointed to for a second skeptically before shaking her head.

"There's nothing here." I smiled at her.

"Close your eyes." She did as I said, albeit with an awe-inspiring amount of suspicion, and I paced the wall three times using vampiric speed. "You can open them now." I said, not two seconds later, and she did so, taking a step back in shock as she noticed the large door in front of her.

"How-?" I simply grinned at her, and she stared at me before shaking her head. "I'm just not going to ask." I nodded at her before pushing the door and admitting her to the usual, super-library.

"Smart move." I heard Remus say as McGonagall caught sight of the massive room she had found herself in, her jaw slack with surprise.

"Welcome to our abode, Minnie." I swear to you, her face actually lightened up for a second, she smiled at me, before her smile turned to a glare.

"I'm going to kill you!" She screamed and I shot backward before scaling a bookshelf using vampire speed and strength, and seconds later, they were looking around, trying to find me.

"You may want to look up." I said quietly, and their heads snapped up, only to stare at me where I crouched on top of the towering bookcase.

"How did you-?" Remus started before cutting himself off with a shake of the head, remembering. "Never mind." He muttered, and I grinned.

"Aw, don't beat yourself up, Moony." I called down before jumping off the side of the book case, trying to look graceful but probably failing. I dropped into a crouch as I landed, absorbing some of the shock, and the other two stared at me in amazement.

"Well, are we going to beat this baddy, or what?" I asked with a smirk, sitting down at the table before squeezing my eyes shut, and willing for all the books on trance-inducing potions to appear on the table.

Fifty or so books landed appeared on the table in front of me, and I felt McGonagall jumped.

"We better get to work, if we want to get this figured out before he does any damage." I looked to Remus and Minnie, who nodded in affirmation.

It was time to show this guy who was the boss around here.

(A/N): So, what did you guys think? Please, please, please review!

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This chapter has had some small edits made to it on 25/12/22 - Because when I first wrote this chapter, McGonagall was thought to be born in 1935, and since Fantastic Beasts came out, she's now said to have been born in 1885- making what I said about her being a few years older than Cipicia impossible. Cipicia was born in 1940, so if McGonagall started teaching in 1956, Cipicia would have been in fifth year at the time, hence why I made her one of the first students McGonagall taught.