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Lavender did not show up for Third Year classes that day. In the first class, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Parvati mentioned, Harry thought deliberately loudly enough for him to hear, that her friend had gone to the infirmary to get treated for burns and 'other stuff'. This concerned Harry somewhat, he was one of the few people in Gryffindor Tower who knew how to passively incant a Flagrance Curse, and Madam Pomfrey would be able to easily tell that was what burnt Lavender.

Later he suspected that the Matron must have informed Professor McGonagall because she was giving him a very stern look and at the end of Transfiguration she asked him to meet her in her office at the end of the day alongside his sister.

However that meeting never happened. At Lunch time, the group were once more seated at the Gryffindor table and Harry was trying not to look at Madam Pomfrey who was looking at him as if he'd just drowned Mopsus in Blood Replenishing Potion.

All of a sudden, about halfway down the table, three Fifth Year girls suddenly screamed, their faces began stinging, their hair turned to seaweed and stood out on end and, much to the delight of one Ginny Weasley, nasal mucus shot out from their noses and formed into bat-shaped objects which proceeded to attack the subjects they derived from.

McGonagall and Pomfrey rapidly descended on them and tried in vain to counter the hexes that had taken place. When their initial efforts failed The Deputy Headmistress made a beeline for Harry, while her colleague tried in vain to remove the curses as the whole Great Hall witnessed their suffering.

"Mr Potter I don't care what these girls have done to upset you but stop this right now."

"You don't know?" Harry queried. "They tried stealing from Emma."

"What are you talking about?" said Professor McGonagall in confusion.

"Lavender tried to nick a perfume from the box you brought Emma last night." Said Harry. "I stopped her, but I thought there was a good chance she or someone else might try again so I put a curse and some hexes on the box."

"What kind of spells?" said an approaching Madam Pomfrey. "I understand the Flagrance Curse from the burns but what about the others?"

"Uh… A Stinging Hex, a Bat-Bogey Hex and a Seaweed-Hair Hex." Harry listed off.

"That's what I thought, but I can't seem to remove them." Said Madam Pomfrey.

"They're all intermixed, so standard counter-hexes won't work." Said Harry he got up and walked towards the three Fifth Years. He pointed his wand at the nearest to him then muttered some incantations that removed the spells. Because he placed them on the box, he knew that if he deactivated them piece by piece in the right order he could completely remove the effects. Successful, he repeated the process with the others.

When he was done, the girls looked distinctly pale and their hair incredibly greasy, but those effects would wear off after a while.

"Has anyone else tried to steal my sister's perfume?" Harry said out loud. "I will not be removing these latter on so this is your only chance to own up."

It didn't take long for four more girls to rush over to him. None of them had suffered from the hexes but Harry could tell their hands were burnt by his flagrance curse. Because the hexes had yet to take effect, removing these ones was far easier and far faster.

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