Trouble Times Two (A Harry Potter fan fiction)

One, Two, Three, Four, I Declare a Pranking War

The next morning, Grace woke up later than the previous day, but still too early for ger liking. She got up and got dressed into her school uniform, and attempted straightening her hair, before giving up and letting it go in waves. She grabbed her books and went to search for the Bloody Baron.
She searched for about ten minutes with no luck, before she remembered what Peeves had told her the night before. If you ever need me just holler. Well, Grace wasn't going to holler, but she did need Peeves.
"Peeves. I need your help right now."
Peeves appeared right infront of her, completely visible. "Helloooo, firstie. You summoned thee?" Peeves bowed in mid air, and Grace smiled.
"Yea, do you happen to know where The Bloody Baron is?"
"I'll go get him for you."
"Thanks."
A popping sound happened as Peeves disappeared. Grace stood there waiting for a few minutes, before Peeves and The Bloody Baron arrived.
"Here ya go, firstie." and with that, Peeves disappeared.
"You wished to speak to me?" The Bloody Baron asked.
"Well, um, yea. If you're free that is, if not I don't want to bother you-"
"You aren't bothering me."
"Oh, okay, good. So.... what's new with you?"
"Nothing really. The Slytherin's do not really wish to talk with me. I don't know what goes on outside, nor inside, other than what I find out myself."
"Aw, the Slytherin's should talk to you."
"Eh." The Bloody Baron sighed. "I do not look very.... approachable, do I."
"Don't let that bother you. Some people are just mean. But as for what's going on outside.... not much that I can think of.... well actually it depends on how far back you want me to go..."
"That is fine." The Bloody baron chuckled. "I guess it does not really matter for me anyway. It's not like I am allowed to leave the school. But what is going on inside the school?"
"Oh, um, the Weasley twins are planning a big prank in the main hallways leading to the Great Hall, and I'm going to outsmart them."
The Bloody baron chuckled. "If you manage to outsmart the Weasley twins with their pranks, you might just become a legend, here at Hogwarts."
"I did it the other night already. Let's see if I can do it again."
"I expect to find all about it later, but for now I must get going. I imagine students will be up by now, and I must try to make sure Peeves doesn't hurt anyone."
"Okay. I guess I'll see you later then?"
The Bloody Baron nodded, and floated down through the floor. Grace turned around, and went back to the common room. She went back upstairs, got her books, and left with Hermione, Lavender, and Parvati. Harry and Ron had left a few minutes before, and when they walked in the Great Hall, the girls saw almost everyone sitting down. She sat down, across from Harry and Ron, and she looked over at Fred and George. They were whispering with Lee Jordan, and kept looking back at Grace quizzically.
When the owls came in, Grace and Harry's owls flew in, each carrying a large package. They opened them, and in them were Nimbus 2000's. Attatched to the brooms, were notes from Professor McGonagall, saying that they had to see Oliver Wood later that day for practise. Grace tried not to show her excitement, as Malfoy tried to tell them that first years weren't allowed brooms, and Professor Flitwick stood up for them.
Grace and the girls ate their breakfast, while the twins and Lee Jordan rushed out of the Great Hall. Grace watched as she saw them rush out to where the main hallway started, and suddenly there was a very loud popping sound. Everyone looked over at the boys who had just left, and saw them covered in honey.
They slowly walked back into the Great Hall, grins plastered on their faces and honey dripping everywhere as students laughed. They sat down at the table once again, and everyone scooted away from them, not wanting to get covered in honey too. All three boys slowly turned towards Grace, as she smiled and continued eating her chocolate chip pancakes.
"Oi, Grace." George said smiling.
"Hm?" Grace laughed looking up.
"We have a question for you." Fred said.
"How on earth did you manage to find out our plans and change it?" Lee Jordan exclaimed.
"Who said I changed your plans, or even found them out?" Grace smiled taking a sip of her milk.
"We can just tell." Fred said.
"You've got smarts Gracie, that's for sure." George smiled. "But you see, you may have just declared a pranking war. And with us, those are dangerous to get involved in."
"Do you accept the responsibility of a pranking war?" Lee Jordan asked. "'Cause once you agree to it, there ain't no going back."
Gracd thought for a minute. "Sure, why not. I agree."
"Grace, are you sure? Trust me, I've seen what these three can do, up close too." Ron asked, joining in on the conversation. Everyone else was watching back and forth.
"Im positive. These three haven't seen what I can do either. They better watch their backs." Grace grinned as the three boys held out one hand, and had the other in the air. Grace shook each of their hands, and all four of them spoke at the exact same time. "Let the pranking war begin."
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After classes had finished, Grace and Harry walked down to the Quidditch field and met Oliver Wood for a second time. He brought out a big case, that looked almost like a briefcase, but a lot wider.
He opened up the case, and in it were four balls. "In Quidditch there's four positions." He started. "Keeper, Beater, Chaser, and Seeker. The Keeper -being me- has to keep the Quaffle out of the three hoops." Oliver picked up the red ball from the case, and threw it to Grace. "You Grace, being a Chaser, have to get this ball into one of the three hoops on the other side of the field. There are two other Chasers, and if you pass to them, they'll pass to you. Everytime you get this through the hoop, we get points."
Grace threw the ball up in the air. And caught it again.
"Can I see how far you can throw it, just for curiosity?"
"On my broom?"
"Yes."
Grace mounted her broom and rose a few feet in the air. "Which side?"
"Fly down a bit, and come back this way and throw it in these hoops."
Grace flew halfway down the field and then quickly turned back towards their three hoops. She sped towards the three hoops, just as fast as she had when Malfoy stoll Neville's remembrall, if not faster. She threw the Quaffle, and it soared straight through the top hoop.
"Very good. Now let's see if you can catch it. Fly away, and I'll throw it to you, okay?"
Grace nodded, and started flying away. She was past the halfway mark when Oliver yelled "Come back!" Grace turned her broom around, and watched as Oliver threw the Quaffle, only five feet infront of him. Grace flew even faster than she had earlier, and dove down for the Quaffle, caught it, and pulled up before she hit the ground.
"That wasn't nice." Grace frowned throwing it back to Oliver, who put it back in the case.
"Hey, I need to see your range. Anyway, these are the Bludgers." Oliver pointed at the two huge black balls that were shaking the case. "There are two Beaters on a team who try and hit these at the players on the other teams. The Beaters, also protect the people on their own team, by hitting it away from the players. Fred and George are the Beaters on our team."
Oliver unhooked a Bludger and held it against his chest. He pointed to the two bats he had brought, and Grace and Harry picked them up.
"One, two, three." Oliver let go of the Bludger, and it flew away. "It's coming, get ready."
Grace and Harry got their bats ready as a big black blob sped towards them. As it came towards her, Grace ducked, and Harry hit it. It soared back towards the castle, and when it came back, Oliver caught it.
"You'd make a pretty fair Beater, Harry." Harry smiled as Grace stood up. "Moving on, you Harry, are going to be the Seeker. Your only job, is to find the Golden Snitch."
Oliver unlocked a small golden ball, and passed it to Harry. It sprouted wings, and they wings fluttered.
"I like this one." Harry grinned, looking at the Golden ball.
"Right now you do, but during the game it's nearly impossible to find. You have to find it though, because the game can't end untill this one is caught."
"Really?" Harry asked.
"Yup. You are one of the most important players on the team, Harry. Now, for your practice, mount your broom."
Oliver took out a few things of tennis balls, and threw the balls around. Harry and Grace sped around catching them, and finally Olliver called practice done when it was getting dark out. As they were walking back towards the school, Oliver laughed. "Finally we're going to have a good team. An amazing team, even. I bet we're going to finally beat Slytherin. This is going to be the best team we've had since I've come here."
Grace nodded, too tired to respond. When they arrived in the common room, Grace headed up to her room, and chatted with the other girls for a bit, before she fell asleep to the sound of them talking.