Hogwarts and Foes (harry potter and 39 clues crossover)

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Amy stormed into the common room.

Amy never stormed. Ever. So it was understandable that when Amy walked into the common room with a furious expression on her face and the air practically crackling with tension, brave Gryffindors retreated. Every Gryffindor knew that every single person in their house had a temper, and when a normally shy and quiet person got angry, they got angry.

Amy looked at the scattering Gryffindors and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself down, then walked over to the Weasley twins. "I need your help with a prank."

Fred glanced at George. Ickle Ronniekins had just told them about what was going on with Amy after sprinting up from the hospital wing. Amy was practically family, even though she had only met just under half of the family. She and Harry acted like siblings, and Harry and Ron acted like siblings, so Amy was an honorary Weasley.

She even had red hair!

But aside from that, they rarely took suggestions. They rarely cooperated with others for pranks. And they never got bribed into pranking people.

"I'll brew potions for you for all of next year if you help me prank Kabra and Malfoy."

Fred and George found their opinions on pranking for bribes quickly changing.

"Deal," one of them said.

"But out of curiosity, why?" the other asked.

"Bloody gits Obliviated me," she said icily.

"Er, it might just be us–"

"–but isn't that illegal?"

Hermione walked up behind Amy.

"Politicians," Hermione explained. "The Kabra and Malfoy families are extremely powerful, politically speaking. To go against them in court would be insanity." She sighed. "Amy, can you transfigure a punching bag?"

Amy nodded and transfigured a bright red Gryffindor pillow into Kabra's face, then handed it to Hermione, who proceeded to punch it repeatedly. Once it was completely demolished, she turned back to the three redheads, looking a lot calmer. "By the way, I have a theory as to why Amy is so good at magic."

"Really? That's good–"

"– we were getting worried–"

"– that she was turning into a Mary Sue."

Hermione rolled her eyes and looked at Amy again. "Well, I was thinking about that one big seven-year block, so while you were getting the charms removed, I looked in the library for some American magic laws. It turns out that there's a law where a child's parents can request to tutor a child not yet of school age in magic. However, the tutoring may only encompass a first year education, and–"

"Hermione," Harry interrupted, coming up behind her, "You're sounding like a dictionary."

Hermione blushed. "Sorry."

"So, I seem to know all of the spells already because I already do, subconsciously?" Amy asked.

Hermione nodded. "You'll probably be at a more normal level in your second year."

Fred and George decided that they were getting off topic. "So, did you–"

" – have a plan – "

" – or shall we come up with one?"

"Amy and I each had a few ideas," Harry said. "But here's the best one." He paused a moment, building the tension.

"Yes?" George said, slightly impatient.