Chapter 7: Halloween

Confident now with a place to stay and a plan in his mind, Danny began his mission. While the ghosts kept watch, he decided to act as Harry's secret bodyguard. He began to wait for Voldemort to make his first move.

At first, Danny was motivated. But as the days dragged into weeks, he began to become bored. Harry seemed to be your typical- if not magical student. He went to class. Did his homework. Mucked around with his friends, and practiced flying with his Quidditch team. It was all the same old routine every, single day.

Danny was there now at the stadium, lying beneath the stand seats. Lounging on one of the support beams he was reading a dull, wordy book about the Laws of Transfiguration. The only real reason he continued reading these magic books was for the fascinating images. Most of the detailed information was dreary and to him pointless. But lately, not even the images of wizards and witches turning into animals could keep his attention.

From the gaps above he had a good view of the Gryffindor team. Whizzing around as their captain yelled out words of encouragement. Every Thursday morning the team would practice. One of the few times Danny could get away from hovering in classrooms and watching from the rafters. But as Danny moved his glowing hand closer to the page, he glumly realized how tedious this mission was becoming. It was so bad he was starting to miss fighting ghosts.

He sighed, snapping the book shut, gently placing it on the wooden rafter. Taking out his phone he found himself blinded by the light as it turned on.

Worried one of the students might see he cupped his hands over to block the light. One glance at the date made his heart sink. Two months.

Danny had been stuck at Hogwarts now for two, long months. He wasn't exactly worried about how long he'd be here; Clockwork would just send him back to his maths class. No one would miss him. Not even his parents or friends would know he was currently on the other side of the world in a place full of magic.

He leaned back and ended up like always looking at his photo album. Back home he'd started sneaking a photo from his ghost fights, normally their aftermath. It was a way for him to keep some sort of record of his battles. A strange picture journal of his enemies. He found himself going through his latest fight with Youngblood and their weird "ghost-free" family vacation which like most of their family trips ended in disaster.

At the thought of home he turned it off, hoping to save the little battery life it had left. Yet abruptly his body shivered from a wave of cold, his chest flashing in biting icy pain. He clutched the front of his shirt, waiting for the shaking to stop. The air was turning sub-zero and Danny watched as frost started appearing on the beams around him, cracking the wood.

It happened again! One minute he was fine, and the next he was beyond freezing! He paused till the tremors stopped and a little warmth returned to his body. This now marked the ninth time this month. Each time getting worse than the next. He frowned. It could be because winter coming and his core was getting colder with the days. But this…didn't seem normal.

Whatever the reason Danny was pushed out of his thoughts at the sound of footsteps creaking the seats above. Squinting up, a shadow fell over his hiding spot. It was those boys who were friends with Harry. The flash of red told him Ron was there, along with clumsy Neville. Whom Danny just caught sight of his round face.

"HEY!" The Gryffindor captain yelled at the sight of them, stopping the training. "You two aren't supposed to be here! This is private, secret training!"

"Where just here to get Harry" Ron called out, laughter in his voice. "Besides; we're in Gryffindor! Why would we spy on our team?"

There was a huff from the older boy until Danny caught sight of Harry. They talked briefly, Danny catching snippets of words like "it's alright" and "great this weekend". It seemed whatever Harry said calmed the captain down, and he flew down to join his friends. They were a thud as he landed, sending little clouds of dust into the air. Much to Danny's annoyance.

"Is it time already?"

"Yeah, if we don't hurry we're going to be late for Charms," Neville said, with the normal nervous hitch in his voice.

"Oh, right! Didn't Professor Flickwick say we're learning a more advanced spell today?"

"I just know I'm going to muck it up…"

"Don't say that Neville, it might be easier than he says. Most of Professor Flickwick's classes are straightforward."

"It's easy for you two to say! Both of you are good at casting spells! I can't even take off on a broomstick without losing control…"

Ron snorted. " Just so you know, it took me months to get the hang of flying. Harry's just got natural talent to back him up. Runs in the family."

"I don't know about that…" Danny could hear the shyness in Harry's voice. "Come on, I need to change. Meet you down there."

They walked away, their voices fading and leaving Danny in silence. He waited a moment in the dark, before summoning back the light. He stared at his hand in thought, watching the ectoplasm glow through his skin. A sudden idea came to him. Maybe he should go talk to those kids.

He picked up the book, chewing on his lip. This wasn't some cheerful holiday Clockwork had sent him on. This was a mission to save the world from destruction!

But just hearing them talk made Danny feel tinges of jealousy. There were plenty of ghosts to talk to. But that was just it, they were ghosts. Old ghosts. Didn't mind the talks with Nicholas or the friendly chit-chat with the Fat Friar. Yet it wasn't the same as talking to the living.

He didn't want to bother the headmaster either. Besides, he was a little strange. Severus was just plain annoying and seemed to hate him. He guessed he could speak to the Cat lady, but then he didn't want to deal with her pity if he could help it.

Wincing as an ache of cold came from his core he rubbed his chest. It would just be a quick chat. They might have some gossip he didn't know.

He went ghost and turned invisible. Making sure the book was tucked firmly under his arm he flew through the stand, up into the sky. He dodged the Gryffindor team as they rocketed by, till he was high above them. Watching while waiting to see Harry leave the pitch. The team certainly was good, but Danny couldn't help but chuckle at how slow they were flying. They called that flying fast?

Finally, Harry and his friends appeared, strolling up the grassy hill to the castle. Danny left, floating down behind them. The boys shuddered from Danny's presence but didn't think much of the cold. Smirking he realized he could prank them again and turned visible, gliding soundlessly behind.

"Harry, what do you think Professor Flickwick's going to teach us this time? Maybe that unlocking charm Hermione knows?"

"Maybe. Wouldn't it be cool if he taught us something like controlling fire? Or flying without our broomsticks-"

"Now that would be a worry, kids flying all over the place." Danny chuckled, not able to stop himself.

Neville squeaked, jumping behind Ron as they twisted to Danny. They looked like deer caught in headlights till they saw who it was. Both Harry and Ron's jaw dropped in shock.

"Danny!?"

"Yeah." He nervously smiled, starting to regret speaking to them. But it was too late now. "What's wrong? You guys look like you've seen a ghost."

Harry pushed his glasses up his nose, eyes widening further. "You're…Okay?"

Danny laughed. " Course I am, why wouldn't I be?"

"I-I saw-"

"I'm going to head to class now," Neville spoke softly, almost in a whisper. "I-I'll- tell the Professor you two will be late."

Swiftly Neville left, almost sprinting full speed to the castle. Danny watched after him in amusement. Still hadn't gotten over the dinner surprise, it seemed.

"You sure you're fine?" Ron seemed to gawk at him, almost like he too was shocked to see him floating there. Checking if safe Danny transformed back, letting himself fall to the ground and crossing his arms.

"I'm fine really. Well, not really. Being half-dead and all. But I'm as normal as I'll ever be. Why?"

He was surprised when the two kids shifted nervously. Harry was the one who spoke first, his voice small. "I saw you fighting…with the other ghost. That time when you told us about yourselves. You know, a few months back…"

Danny's smile dropped fast. "What."

Harry seemed to cringe under his gaze. "I was heading back from Quidditch practice with Wood when we heard this giant splash. Then Nick flew passed and warned us to head back to the castle. But I…stayed back and saw you burst out of the lake with that lady ghost. And I saw you two fight… and get hurt."

The whole time Harry recalled the night he played with the sleeve of his robe, not looking at him. Danny himself was thinking madly. Harry had been there that night!? What the hell would have happened if Luna had seen him? She practically wanted this kid dead and he had been calmly watching them battle it out!?

Danny ran his hand through his hair, pulling. That had been close. Way too close! If she had seen Harry there would have been no way he could've stopped her.

Without realizing it he had just been inches from failing. He bit his lip. Then who else could have been watching them? Other students? Voldemort and his host? It was frightening to think who else might have been there.

"Danny? Y-You're not mad at me?"

He looked back at the boys and huffed. "I'm mad at myself! How could I have been so stupid not to notice you- Gah! Look!" He pointed at them with his book. "If you ever see that ghost again, even if I'm there, just run, Okay? Not all ghosts are friendly like Sir Nicholas and Lady Grey. Some will try to hurt you and even kill you! That ghost certainly would."

Unintentionally he rubbed his neck and Harry's eyes widened. Danny sighed "Look… Ghosts are serious stuff alright? I'm Okay, even silly Peeves is okay. But some ghosts are crazy evil. They're Fruitloop villainous like your Voldemort is to you."

Ron sharply gasped, suddenly looking ill. Harry merely blinked in surprise. "You say Voldemort's real name?"

"Don't say his name!" Hissed Ron, glaring at both of them. "It's not okay to say his name!"

Danny was surprised to see Ron was so upset. "What? I know he was evil, but to be scared of his name?"

Ron blushed. "W-Who wouldn't be? Look, a lot of people don't like it when you say You-Know-Whose's name. It brings back a lot of bad memories. I guess it's okay for you to say it Harry since…"

Both of them looked at Danny, worried they were about to spill some sort of deep secret. He realized what they were referring to, and grinned. "Ah, you mean about Harry "defeating" Voldemort as a baby, right?"

Ron growled. "Don't say it!" But now Harry looked at Danny curiously. "You knew all along?"

"Yeah. Granted only about two months ago… Didn't even know about wizards and witches before that."

"Wait a minute you're a Muggle!?" Ron broke out of his distress in a flash to blink at him.

"Muggle?" Danny frowned, then clicked his fingers when he remembered seeing the word from one of those magic books. "Ah! That's a non-magical person, right? Yeah, even after I become half ghost, I didn't even think you folks existed until a while ago."

"So…" Ron flushed deeply, his freckles disappearing. "So you grew up as Harry did? With television, unmoving posters and… Football?"

"Yes." He was a bit worried at how Ron spoke like they were the most alien things ever. "Didn't you?"

"Well, no…"

"Wizards don't have stuff like that Danny. They have different things to Muggles." Harry's face broke into a smile as he explained. "They don't even use cars or the normal post to send letters."

"Huh, interesting. So that would mean you guys didn't grow up having video games and phones either?" He pulled his phone out of his back pocket, titling it in his palm to show Ron. To Danny's amazement, however, both boys seemed to goggle at it.

"You have a cell phone!?" Harry gawked, peering closer in fascination. "I've never seen one so small. And they were so expensive! Uncle Vernon spent months saving up for his, and it was the size of his lumpy hand! Where are the buttons though?"

"Well, it's a-" Danny quickly shut his mouth, stuffing the device back into his pocket. How could he be so stupid? He was twenty years in the past after all! They wouldn't even know about cell phones like this!

"M-My Dad built it for me! Yeah... But it doesn't work well, useless. More like a radio than a phone, Ha…"

He tried brushing it off, seeing Harry give him a strange look. Deciding it was time to get out of here before he blew his cover Danny turned to head down to the lake. If these kids decided to follow him he could just jump in.

"A-anyway, I've got to go and you guys have got classes. I don't want you kids getting detention because of me."

Raising his hand in farewell he strolled off quickly. He was hoping by the time they got to their class, they would have forgotten all about the phone.

"Hey, Danny!"

He flinched, turning his head slowly back. "Yeah?"

"Are you coming to the Halloween feast tonight? I mean being a ghost and all you could get away with it since all the other ghosts will be-"

"I don't do Halloween at the moment," Danny said bluntly, remembering his last Halloween disaster with Fright Knight. He had promised himself his next Halloween he would spend the night locked in his room. No amount of magical school and friendly ghosts were going to change that. "Sorry, but polite pass."

With a final nod in farewell and made his way to the Black Lake. Glancing back to see if they'd gone he found himself heading to the spot he fought Luna. It was almost like his fight had never happened. The area now looked normal, besides the odd indent in the dirt where Luna's water had pounded him. But nothing else remained, rain washing everything away. He sat down on a rock, thinking about where his enemy could be now. Some small part of him hoped she'd just pop up again, just so he'd know she was still around. After the fight, he hadn't even sensed her.

"Shows how damaged she was…" He muttered, letting the book fall from his grasp onto the stone. He transformed, turned invisible and looked out at the distant mountains. He had a lot of time till lunch, so it wouldn't hurt to explore just a little bit…

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After making sure Harry survived lunch Danny returned to the enchanted room. Papers and notes littered the floor, the blackboard crammed with names as he tried to work out a plan. After another small cold shiver, he pulled the armchair as close to the fire as possible. And thanks to the room's seemly endless supply of clothes he had put on the warmest pullover the room could give. Going through his latest list he scowled, crossing out another teacher's name and going over his findings.

In the two months he'd been stuck here Danny had learned the school had eleven teachers and a total of sixteen adults on the school grounds. More than half that number seemed to be in the clear of possession. At the moment there were four who were on his watch list.

The first was Filch, the creepy caretaker. Danny knew the guy hated all the students with a passion, threatening to lock them upside-down in the dungeons. He had encountered the guy one night. After being accused of breaking the rules his cat started hissing at Danny like crazy. Filch had taken off like a bullet with the cat bundled in his arms. He was starting to think maybe the cat was the one possessed.

Then there was Rolanda Hooch, the flying teacher. He didn't know too much about her yet, but she was a good candidate due to her wild temper and weird hawk-like eyes. Course, strange eyes might be a normal thing to witches. He'll have to ask Lady Grey about it.

The Librarian, Irma Pince, was crazy. Whenever he entered the library she was always on a warpath. She scowled and threatened any students who dared to talk too loudly. Cursed anyone who mucked up her books. She was someone Danny wanted to avoid at all costs.

Then finally, there was Trelawney, a strange, bizarre woman. Not long ago Danny had spied her alone in a classroom, eyes rolling back and muttering about death. She was at the top of Danny's list, but talks with the other ghosts had shown she was always eccentric like that. Lady Grey even stated the teacher saw things others could not. Still, she was the one he'd watch first when he figured out how to hold his duplication for more than two measly minutes.

Danny sighed and let the paper fall from his hands. He now had targets. But as much as he wanted to, he couldn't confront them. Had to be smart and discreet, as Albus put it. If Voldemort had put together a plan to steal the stone without anyone knowing, the shade sounded like someone crafty and planned. If Danny just started barging out and accusing people or tried overshadowing his host he'd either deny it or run. Worse, he might try painting Danny as the bad guy, which wouldn't go well around teachers who didn't know his secret.

With a quick glimpse at his watch, he stood moving over to the wardrobe. He paused at the doors, thinking clearly in his mind what he wanted. Sure enough, when he opened them he found a thick knitted scarf and a pair of gloves to match.

He grinned, wrapping the scarf around him. "Thanks again room, you're the best."

If he remembered correctly their Halloween feast should be starting. Meant plenty of time for him to patrol the halls for the Shade and start trying to memorize these endless passageways. He adjusted his scarf hoping it didn't make him look too dorky. Until he figured out why his core was acting up he'd just had to keep as warm as possible. He pulled up his hood just in case and phased through the wall not caring to go invisible. One thing about feasts at Hogwarts was it meant no one would be walking about.

For a while, Danny walked around the seventh floor till he made it to the Great Staircase. Even from the top, he could smell cinnamon and pumpkin wafting up from the hall. Heading down he stopped himself at the fourth level, sat down, and rested his chin on his hands.

This was so boring.

That shade is probably at the feast right now having a good time, while he was stuck here alone. The joys of being the "hero".

Suddenly his hands felt chilly and Danny saw his gloves covered in a thin layer of frost. When balled into fists it lifted in a cloud of mist, looking almost like snow. What on earth was going on with his ghost powers?

"Well, if it isn't the phantom boy."

Danny twitched at the blunt voice and looked over his shoulder at Severus Snape. He was standing a few floors above. But even from that height he could see the glare on his face, eyes black jewels in the firelight. For a moment Danny was about unsure about what to do at the sight of the wizard, a teacher. However, he just couldn't help himself.

"Aw, did you miss me, Severus? I feel bad you're skipping the party because of me."

"That's Professor to you, Boy."

Danny smirked and leaned his elbows back on the step behind. "Technically, I'm not a student here. So I can call you whatever I want, Professor Severus."

The wizard hissed in anger and marched down the stairs. He passed Danny without looking at him, trying to act like the teen wasn't there. Just before he reached the next floor though, Danny called out.

"How's Shade hunting going?" He knew from his spying Severus had been searching for Voldemort himself. Almost every night the teacher would check the dungeons and hunt the dark halls, questioning anyone he found. He seemed to have started his own mission to locate the Shade. Once or twice, Danny had even caught him keeping an eye on Harry.

Severus froze. He twisted his head back, displeasure still on his face. But he remained silent.

Danny chuckled. "I take that as a no?"

"I don't trust you."

He sat up, watching as the wizard turned around completely in a swirl of black robes. "The headmaster might have faith in you and your "task". But I know you haven't told the whole truth as to why you're here."

He edged closer, a sneer of distaste crossing his face. "Why would an insolent boy like you want to confront the Dark Lord? You claim it's due to your poltergeist abilities, but I know there's something you're not telling us."

Danny tilted his head. He tried to appear unbothered by the questions, but his heart quickened. "Whatever I'm holding back doesn't matter in stopping this shade alright? It's personal." He crossed his arms. " I've dealt with loads of villains before, so don't misjudge me, Severus, I've fought with ghosts who could easily be stronger than your Voldemort."

Severus paled. His reaction to the name was just like Ron's. "You have no idea what you're talking about, you fool!" He dashed back up the stairs till he was just below Danny. "The Dark Lord would kill naïve fools like you in a second! He has murdered hundreds and destroyed the lives of countless Wizards, Witches, and Muggles alike. How would a weak little boy like you defend himself against one of the most powerful wizards that has ever existed!?"

Danny stood quickly, looking down at Severus. He felt his eyes glow neon-green, not quite knowing why he suddenly felt enraged at the wizard's insults. "Weak little boy? I'm not some defenseless kid, you know. I've fought ghost kings and crazy self-centered Fruitloops. Hell, I've got more enemies than you have fingers and toes combined! Sure, your "Dark Lord" got to be strong if he's so feared, but it doesn't mean I can't take him on and beat him!"

In his sudden anger Danny didn't realize his glowing eyes had started changing to blue. The whole time the air around him had become arctic cold. The windows above frosted over, ice began to crack on the stone. Both of their breath misted in the air and Severus took a step back from him, shivering as the frost spread to their clothes.

"You naïve-"

He abruptly stopped as a high-pitched scream echoed below. The cold faded along with Danny's anger as they both looked down the dark stairwell. Danny strengthened his hearing and just made out the strained words "Troll in the dungeons" before more panic cries and screams were all he could hear.

"Someone just said there's a troll in the dungeons?"

The wizard shot a look at Danny, so surprised that he couldn't help but snort. "Enhanced hearing okay. Don't ask."

They heard the sound of students rushing out of the hall, their chatter starting to reach their ears as they climbed up. Danny was tempted to go invisible in case he was seen, but the puzzled look on the wizard's face stopped him.

"Hey," He asked, stepping down to be level with him. "Is that bad? A troll, I mean…"

It didn't look like Severus would answer. However, he regarded Danny oddly. "Trolls are dumb creatures. Easily defeatable. All of the teachers present here can easily deal with one. The problem is how it got in. It would be too stupid to just wander into the school by itself."

"Maybe… It was led here? Why on earth would someone let in something that could hurt the students?"

Both looked at each other, the same thought hitting them at once. Danny's mouth hung open. "No way, you think the stone-?"

"A distraction," Severus said bluntly. With a flurry of black, he ran down to the third floor. Danny quickly ran after him forgetting all about their argument. Voldemort was making his move!

They rushed down the stairs to the third corridor, dodging confused students as some of them caught sight of Danny. Mutters about him started, but he ignored the stares and focused on following the wizard. After a while, the students thinned, till they were alone sprinting. As they rounded the corner where the door to Fluffy's was Severus stopped short, making Danny thud into his back.

The door was wide open.

"Blast it!" Severus spat. Danny wasn't about to wait and went ghost, shooting forward to leave the wizard behind. Inside he found a very angry three-headed dog. It was crouched in the corner of the hall, a gash bleeding from one of its heads. Two of its heads were trying madly to lick the wound, but they couldn't quite reach.

Making sure the dog hadn't noticed him yet he flew to the trapdoor, quickly testing the handle. To his surprise, he found it was sealed up tight, not even moving from the force of his ghost strength. He looked quickly around in case someone was hiding in the shadows. Yet there was no one.

"We missed him," Danny whispered, looking back at Severus as he entered the room. The wizard moved cautiously in the space, eyes not daring to leave the dog as he took out his wand.

"Be cautious, they might be hiding under a concealment charm."

"What, you guys can turn invisible too?"

Just as Severus was going to reply Danny saw a shadow at the door. It moved in a blur of robes, so fast he just caught sight of the person before the door slammed loudly shut. Both of them froze in shock as a loud "click" sounded.

Fluffy growled and shook its head at the clamor, finally seeing them. With a sharp bark, it stalked forward, fangs bared.

"Go." Danny drifted towards Fluffy, raising glowing hands in warning. It seemed the dog remembered him as it jumped back and crouched down to spring, its growl rising in pitch. "I'll keep Fluffy here busy. You go and warn Albus."

Severus raised his wand high. "I can- "

"No." Danny cut him off firmly as Fluffy snapped forward, barking madly now. "I can take him. Just get out!"

The dog gave one final snarl before lunging at Danny, jaws open wide. Just as one of the heads clamped down on him he went intangible, wincing as he heard the sickening click of teeth around him. Fluffy, realizing he hadn't caught his prey rear up in confusion, looked down at the ghost below. Danny blinked, before grinning at Fluffy.

"What's the matter? Can't get a hold of me?"

Fluffy whined angrily and madly began chomping at Danny's form, pawing at him. He laughed as he phased out of its heads, moving away from the door to the other side.

"That's it flea-bag, keep trying to eat me!"

Danny watched as Severus tried to open the door, only to find it sealed shut. He tried using his wand, blasting spell after spell on the lock. But nothing seemed to work. Whatever spell the host had done, it had trapped them inside.

Looking back at Fluffy Danny saw he was starting to froth at the mouth from his rage. The stone below was now riddled with deep claw marks from its effort.

"Man, you're one seriously angry dog! Why don't you be a good boy and cool it down…Um," He stood straight, making himself solid for a slip second and lifted his hand palm flat. "STOP Boy!"

To his utter surprise, Fluffy yelped back, rumbling down at him as he froze. He couldn't believe it worked!

"Wow, that's new. Never thought all his dog training for Cujo would work on a triple-headed monster."

Two of its heads watched his hand suspiciously, while the other whipped around. It caught sight of the wizard, making another deep grumble as he was trying everything to unlock the door. As Danny frowned he suddenly realized what Fluffy was thinking. With a snarl the dog twisted around and bolted towards the door, lunging at the man.

"Severus watch out!"

The wizard turned, eyes wide at the fangs approaching him. Danny bolted after it as Severus dodged the heads. Fluffy slammed into the door, the wooden trembling but amazingly didn't break. It seemed Severus was safe, only for the right head to whip around and clamp its jaws on his leg. The wizard collapsed to the marble floor, the wand falling out of his hand as he grunted in pain.

Gritted his teeth and clamped his hands together Danny fired a blast dead centre at Fluffy. The dog howled in agony, letting go of Severus immediately. Danny just had time to grab the back of the wizard's robe as heavy paws came crashing down.

"Hold on." Gripping his shoulder tightly he phased them through the floor just as Fluffy snapped at them. They tumbled into the air, before they crashed into tables, sending chairs and quills flying.

Danny groaned, kicking away the bits of broken wood. Severus hissed and gripped his bleeding leg, deep scratches in the skin where its fangs had grazed him. He watched him, glancing up briefly at the roof.

"You… You wizards aren't really "fighters", are you?" Danny couldn't help despite the situation they had just been in, smirk.

Severus scowled in reply. "If I had not been focused on the enchanted door I would have been perfectly fine."

"My point."

The wizard stood, testing the weight his leg could take. Once sure it would support him he limped to the classroom's entrance. "Enough. We don't have time for this. The Dark lord has now tried to get the stone, yet luckily has failed. Next time he will be more careful in his plan."

"Did you see him?" Danny was trying to set the room back to the way had been before they made a mess. However, he gave up when he saw how pointless it was. "At the door, just before it shut. That had to be the teacher possessed by the shade. I didn't see his face, but that hat…" Danny remembered one key thing about the person, the man who was the host.

He had been wearing a turban. And there was only one other person at the school who always wore a turban.

"I saw just as the door closed." Severus' brow creased as he opened the door, leaning a bit on the frame. "Of all the people to be helping the Dark Lord…"

"I know right? His acting was good. Never seemed brave enough to be."

They made their way into the quiet, empty hall, looking at one another. Danny grinned. "If you're still up to it, go get the troll. I'll go look for our stuttering Professor Quirrell."

"Excuse me? You have no right to boss me around, boy."

"Hmm… Who'd just saved you from becoming Fluffy's new chew toy? And it's Danny…"

The wizard huffed in disgust. " Keep this up and I will personally find a way to throw you in detention for the rest of the year."

"Oh no. Not detention. My greatest foe. You're too cruel Severus." Danny floated to lay back in the air, hands behind his head.

The was suddenly a loud burst of laughter. "Aw, I wouldn't say that Danny, detentions are the worst."

Danny flipped around in the air as his sense went off, Severus pulled out his wand again. She was there, leaning against one of the fire pillars.

"Luna."

She smirked, fangs flashing. "It's been a while; hasn't it kiddo?"