Chapter two

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When Delilah had her mind set on something almost nothing and no one could change her mind. And when she was feeling vindictive which wasn't very often her eyes sparkled with mischief. Riley knew that look all to well and when the brunette had come into the train car asking if they wanted to become the kings of pranking at Hogwarts Riley knew she wasn't taking no for an answer.

"So here's what I'm thinking..."
"You really think that'll work? What if we get caught?"
"You worry to much have I ever steered you wrong?" Delilah said shoving Taylor forward in the train car.
Riley followed behind them glancing over her shoulder nervously ever so often.

When the three entered the great hall Taylor kept wringing her hands out nervously and glancing around.
"Would you stop that! If you can't act normal I'm not going to include you in any of my other plans this year." Delilah huffed taking a seat across from Taylor and Riley at the Hufflepuff table.
"Other plans?! There's more?!"
"Oh Taylor that was just the beginning." Delilah smiled evilly.

The girls chatted amongst themselves about other things they were excited for this year in an attempt to calm Taylor's nerves. Until Dumbledore stood up and called for everyone's attention. He had his usual announcements, stay out of the forbidden forest, curfew, no underage magic, no joke shop pranks blah blah blah... Delilah found herself unable to concentrate on the bearded mans words and kept glancing at the door for two certain red heads to appear.
Her head snapped back to attention when he mentioned a new defense against the dark arts teacher though. A shaggy middle aged man with a long scar across his face stood up and gave a wave. Oh and he is cute... Delilah thought fighting the blush that threatened to creep across her face. And the last bit of news was Hagrid as the new care for magical creatures teacher. Delilah was definitely looking forward to this year.

As if on cue the two tall redheads and lee Jordan bursts through the doors looking out of breath and crazed. Taylor looked down at the table refusing to make eye contact with anyone. Riley stared across the table at her best friends mischievous eyes staring at the twins with a hint of triumph in her expression.

"Mr. Weasleys and Mr. Jordan! Where on earth have you three been? You should know better than to dilly dally on the first day back."
McGonagall practically yelled approaching the flustered looking boys.
"Sorry Professor but someone locked our compartment door on the train with a spell-
Fred said exasperated
"And by the time we got the charm off and got to the door the train had started moving!"George finished
"So we had to jump off using a cushioning spell! And all the carriages were gone, so we ran all the way here!" Lee added
McGonagall looked over the three out of breath boys with a skeptical look, clearly unsure if she should believe them.
"Hmm very well I won't give you detention but ten points from Gryffindor."

"For what?!" They all exclaimed
"For using magic outside of school grounds."
And with that McGonagall turned on her heel and nodded to Dumbledore who had stopped his announcement of the feast when the boys had come in to watch the scene unfold.
"Let the feast begin!"
He announced clapping his hands together and food immediately began to fill the tables in the great hall.
Taylor finally stopped looking guilty and turned her attention to the feast, grabbing a little bit of everything.
But Delilah kept her eyes on the disgruntled twins hiding her smile.
She turned away before they could catch her staring.

But Fred had seen her. "Say George?"
"Yes Fred?"
"You don't think that Hufflepuff girl from before was responsible for the mishap with our compartment?"
"I don't know Freddie that seems a bit paranoid don't you think?"
Fred shrugged "You're probably right. I mean how many Hufflepuffs do you know that could pull something like that off."


"I'm so full! I never want to look at another piece of food ever again." Taylor said patting her stomach and leaning on Riley.
"Really? Well then I suppose the muggle candy I brought for you will go to waste then..." Delilah said giving a cheeky look to Riley.
"Muggle candy! Gimme Gimme Gimme!"
Taylor said clapping her hands together and seeming to have recovered her strength.
Delilah and Riley chuckled at their blonde haired friend.
"Later Tay, if you eat anymore right now you'll explode. Honestly it's a miracle you can eat that much and still be so small."
Riley nodded in agreement. "It kind of makes me hate you." Riley stated . Taylor frowned.

"Well I meet you two back in the dorms in a few, I have some business to attend to..."
And with that Delilah was rushing down the hall to a certain young red head.

Ron Weasley was talking animatedly with Harry Potter and Hermione Granger as they walked to their common room. None of the third years had noticed the determined Hufflepuff rushing towards them until she was directly in front of them.

"Ron Weasley?" Delilah said catching his attention. He looked up nervously at the beautiful fifth year that knew his name. "Y-yes?"
Delilah smiled comfortingly and stuck out her hand. "Delilah Morgan. Sorry if I startled you but I was wondering if I might have a word with you in private?"

Ron glanced around Harry and Hermione as if asking for help.
"It's nothing bad I swear." Delilah said waking to a less populated part of the hall. Ron followed behind and stopped in front of the dark haired girl.
"Okay so me and a couple of my friends are trying to beat your brothers at pranking this year and before I continue telling you the rest of my next plan I have to know I have your discretion." She looked at him expectantly.
"O-of course. Those two have had it coming to them for a while now haven't they? Umm what would you need from me exactly?"
"A lock of their hair." Delilah stated confidently

It took some convincing but Ron finally agreed after Delilah offered him a bag of muggle candy. And Ron agreed that tomorrow before class he would deliver a piece of either Fred or George's hair.

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