Lucy Rose

Chapter 12

And Lucy of course

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"This is disgusting," Lucy complained.

"The prank was your idea!" Rory crossed her arms, "if anyone is allowed to complain it's me."

"I didn't think this would be our detention," Lucy fired back.

The two girls had decided to play a prank, it was harmless really, just a little transfiguration so all the baby dragons were turned into rabbits.

It would've been harmless, except they escaped, and the transfiguration wasn't flawless...so the rabbits breathed fire.

On the wooden cabins.

"We set the entire reserve on fire and you though we wouldn't get detention?" Rory raised an eyebrow.

"I knew we would get detention," Lucy grumbled at Rory's condescending tone, "just mucking out the entire reserve magic free is kind of extreme don't you think?"

"It's not even a funny prank, I don't know what we were thinking," Rory sighed as she shoveled dragon shite into a bucket.

"We weren't," Lucy groaned, "Firewhiskey...it's fooled me once again."

"Shh," Rory giggled, "we'll get in even more trouble if anyone finds out we were drunk."

"Charlie knew," Lucy said miserably, "laid into me as soon as I walked through the door."

"Ah, a Charlie Weasley scolding," Rory shuddered, "rare, but scary."

"You can say that again," Lucy snorted, "I was so scared I nearly shite myself. I didn't even know he was capable of yelling like that."

"I'd take shoveling shite over getting yelled at by Charlie any day," Rory said, "my sympathies to you, mate."

"He pulled me off the Quidditch team," Lucy said bitterly. "I know I can't be mad at him for it but it still sucks."

"That majorly sucks," Rory agreed.

"No talking girls!" John warned from his office.

Lucy rolled her eyes and continued to shovel.

It took the entire weekend to clean the entire reserve.

"I'm so sore," Lucy collapsed onto the wooden floor on the cabin.

"Ew," Charlie's nose scrunched, "Lucy you smell like shite."

She glared at him, "maybe because I've been shoveling it for the last three days, Charles."

He gagged and held his nose, "that's your own fault, now go shower before I throw up."

Lucy stuck her tongue out at him, stalking to her room.

It was all anyone was talking about the next day at school. The event officially being named the Firebunny  Fire of '98.

"Stupid name if you ask me," Rory said.

"I heard there's still three they haven't found yet," Celeste, a small blonde girl said.

"I heard there was five," Garrick, another boy said from their left.

Their class at the reserve was small, only 8 sixth years in total.

That meant gossip spread fast.

"Settle down now," Inigo said as he took his place at the front of the class. "It is clear to me that we all need to calm our minds, today we'll be performing a Japanese Tea Ceremony....Lucille, please come and demonstrate with me."