Not Your Usual Cliche Story

In a Broom Closet with Priscilla Agnes

Whatever you can recognize belongs to J.K. Rowling, Scholastic Books or Bloomsbury Publishing or Warner Bros. (just saying)

I feel stupid writing this but, I do not own Ashton Kutcher or the movie Butterfly Effect... or 300.

Enjoy!

After two months stuck in this castle I have to admit, it’s kind of boring. When you add the fact that you have to watch your back every five steps you take, it gets annoying. People are just not what I imagined them to be. There’s a lot of gossip and backstabbing but that’s what happens when you have a group of people confined to a place for long periods of time, a recipe for disaster. They are not very welcoming either. I understand that they are not used to transfer students but come on, we are not out to get you! The world does not revolve around them. That should be the first lesson for all the first years.  Get over yourself.

Contrary to what you might have heard, we are not, I repeat NOT Death Eaters infiltrating Hogwarts for whatever conspiracy you can think of. We are not hiding from you-know-who, at least not anymore that any of you and last but not least, I’m not dating Alexander Duncan. I don’t care what the idiot has been telling people.

Back to the topic, you might be wondering why I’m hiding in a broom closet. It has to do with the plan or as Kenton likes to call it ‘the evil Hufflepuff plan’ and no, I didn’t come up with the plan. I am merely a pawn, a distraction. The mastermind is none other than future Mrs. Longbottom, that’s right ladies and gentleman; she is awesome and was unfortunately overlooked in the Harry Potter series. 

We are going to get back at the Marauders for all the times they humiliated innocent people with their pranks and ultimately show them who the boss is. We are, in case you’re wondering.  We also have the advantage of knowing things from the future/books. We know that Lupin is a werewolf; Potter has an invisibility cloak and the Marauder’s Map which we plan to steal... tonight.

And so begins phase one of our ‘Evil Hufflepuff Plan’. We are stealing the map. I’m supposed to distract the Marauders while Maurice and Amara search for the map in their dorm. Easy, right? In theory yes, but I have not the slightest idea of how to distract four boys. NO, I will not snog Sirius. Andy suggested that and let me just say, ew. I don’t want anyone’s left over.

I waited for them to leave their detention; it was nine thirty already and no sign of them.  Davey was stationed by the kitchens in case they decided to head that way and make my life easier. Frank and Kenton were somewhere in the fifth floor doing God knows what and Alice, if you must know, is bribing the prefects not to give any of us a detention should they see us lurking. Hey, it’s for a good cause, chances are the Marauders have pranked them as well. So for the good of the people of Hogwarts, professors included, we will rise to the occasion and show them payback is a bi-What!?

“Hello there” I jumped away from the door, being in the dark for the past half hour resulted on my almost blindness. “What?” I would’ve glared but I had to keep my eyes shut. “You know the point of hiding in the broom closet is to have someone with you” This time I glared at his condescending tone and he decided that my glare was the invitation to join me in the already cramped broom closet.  Must not hex the idiot, he might be important in the future. Deep breaths, that’s right Priscilla. I felt eyes on me despite the darkness.

“Lumos” the tip of my wand lit up, that’s right, I got a real wand. You’re jealousy is completely understandable. Duncan or how I like to call him, ‘the idiot’ waved his hand in front of my face. Ignore him and he might go away. Just…  “Are you ok?” He poked me.  He literally poked ME. Who pokes people now days? Just another thing that’s wrong with him. He did sound concerned, I’ll give him some credit for that. Nah, who am I kidding, no credit shall be given.  I moved to the side trying to move past him and out of the broom closet but he decided to block the door.  “What are you doing?” I stopped ignoring him in order to glare. That’s right, I said glare. I’ve been practicing and I’m getting good at it. “Joining you” He grinned. Why is he grinning? I’m glaring, he should be afraid. Another thing added to the long list of things that are wrong with Alexander ‘the idiot’ Duncan.  “Duncan, I’m going to hurt you if you don’t move” Andy was always complaining that I should at least give a warning before hitting people so there, I warned him. I could see his white shinning teeth with the light of my wand. Why is someone that gorgeous so irritating? It’s not fair, hot guys should be awesome.