The Prewett Girl

Muggle Studies

That night the five of us meet up in the common room, still dressed. Brooks gestures for us to follow him and walks out of the common room. He leads up to the statue of the one eyed witch and taps her hump.

"Dissendium." He whispers and the hump moves.

"Wicked." Jacob says.

"How did you find out about this?" I ask as I follow Brooks.

"Yee of little faith." He says and I roll my eyes. We walk through the pitch black tunnel in silence before it begins to get steep. "Ow! Okay, we're at stairs, be careful."

There's a dull thud and a curse.

"What happened to careful?" Talia asks.

"Shut up. We're going to be in Honeydukes cellar." Brooks says as light begins to join our party. He exits the tunnel and then offers us his hands.

"Rude." Jacob says since Brooks didn't offer him his hand. The girls and I watch as they hit each other's arms.

"Hello? What are you trying to show us?" Talia demands.

"Right. Come on." Brooks says, leading the way.

Not only do we sneak into Hogsmeade but we sneak into a pub and use their Floo while no one is paying attention.

"Sup, Tom!" Jacob says.

"I saw nothing." He says, catching the Galleon from both Nikki and Brooks. The two lead us out into Muggle London without further ado.

"This way." Nikki says. Not too long after we end up in a record store. Nikki grabs a record and shows it to us. "The Beatles. The band is roughly twenty-four years old and not together anymore, but they're amazing."

"They're twenty-four years old?" Jacob asks.

"The band came out twenty-four years ago." I say, rolling my eyes. The five of us spend the next three hours listening to different records, old and new.

Sneaking back into Hogwarts was nowhere near as easy as it was to sneak out without being caught. We back it back by the skin of our teeth.

"I love muggles." Jacob says once we're in out common room. Nikki and Brooks smirk at us.

"Movies this weekend." Brooks says before walking away.

For the next few weeks Nikki and Brooks teach the rest of us several muggle things to the point where I've begun to frustrate Nikki with the song from a record or from a movie when it's stuck in my head. She regrets teaching me anything.