Last night, it was safe to say I was surprised when Albus Potter came to me in the Slytherin common room.
Mia and I had previously been sat furiously flipping through various Potions books we'd found in the library, trying to research what type of potion Puffskein hair is commonly used in (it was stuff we had already learned, but our brains were refusing to cooperate and let us remember the answer we needed to write).
Mia had proposed that we simply burn Blackburn's office to the ground so that he'd forget to ask for the homework the next day. I was in the middle of asking Mia if she had eaten some dodgy sweets recently because Blackburn would never forget homework, when Albus came and dropped himself in a seat at our table waiting for us to notice him and stop our conversation.
When I did turn my attention to him, I raised an eyebrow at him in a questioning manner because, at the time, I didn't know who he was.
"Albus Potter," he answered, as though he'd read my exact thoughts, "I thought I'd let you know that the motions of pranking my brother have been put in place," he told us, "and come breakfast tomorrow, I expect there'll be quite the sight to see."
Without bothering to let us answer, he got up again and began walking towards the boy's dormitories. He paused halfway to spin on his heels and turn back round to tell us, "Puffskein hairs are used in Laughing Potions, by the way."
Mia and I were incredibly pleased by the two pieces of information he gave us and we were practically buzzing with excitement as we took our usual seats at breakfast the next morning.
The two of us sat watching the Gryffindor table intently as we awaited his arrival; and I was delighted to note that James Potter came shuffling into the Great Hall ten minutes before breakfast ended, with his lips pursed and his hair messier than usual.
Violently tugging on the sleeve of Mia's robe (she'd got distracted by food and hadn't seen him come in), I jabbed my thumb in James' direction whilst grinning at her, "look! He's here!"
Mia halted her attempts to suffocate herself with waffles, and chose to instead glance over at the Gryffindor table again to see James' highly disheveled appearance. She swallowed her food and grinned before she violently yanked on Aaron's tie opposite her to gain his attention, too.
"Aaron!" She whisper yelled in an excited voice that also gained the attention of Jillian beside him, "Potter's here. I reckon we're about to get some entertainment," Mia snickered a bit as Aaron mumbled with amusement, "he looks like he's been dragged through a bush backwards. Several times."
We all stared at poor James, waiting in anticipation for him to do anything that would indicate what Scorp and his friends had pranked him with.
After we'd managed to spend a solid five minutes intently staring at the back of his head, waiting for him to do something like jumping on the Staff Table and doing the Cha Cha Slide when he heard the word 'parrot'; it sadly soon became evident that he was not going to do anything that fun for our entertainment.
Mia frowned in disappointment as she noticed that we only had five minutes to get to our first lesson, "I was half hoping he'd break out into song in the middle of a conversation about some tragedy on the news. Your brother really isn't living up to his usual standards, 'Mara. I wanna see something fun."
I nodded in silent agreement, and was about to express my own grievances on the matter but was interrupted by Jillian saying, "it's alright though because we have Transiguration with him first lesson. Something might happen then."
Mia and I sighed simultaneously in disappointment mingled with slight relief at being in our next lesson with him as we gathered our bags and began to make our way out the hall. I hope this prank will be as entertaining as promised.
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