Trouble → Fred Weasley

LV| THE WEASLEY TWINS

"— we reckon a bit of mayhem —" said George.

"— is exactly what our dear new Head deserves," said Fred.

"You mustn't!" whispered Hermione. "You really mustn't! She'd love a reason to expel you!"

"You don't get it, Hermione, do you?" said Fred, smiling at her."We don't care about staying anymore. We'd walk out right now if we weren't determined to do our bit for Dumbledore first."

"Besides, you worry to much," Sapphire added to Hermione. "Live a little, Granger."

Sapphire flashed the trio a smile before hooking arms with the twins and walking away.

Before long, the three of them had managed to cause utter havoc without anyone knowing it was them — minus Harry. They had released enchanted fireworks, dragons formed of vibrant green and gold soared and Catherine's wheels spun down the corridors.

They continued all day, with Sapphire receiving a few knowing looks but going completely under the radar. The fireworks continued to burn and spread all over the school that afternoon. Though they caused plenty of disruption, particularly the firecrackers, the other teachers did not seem to mind them very much.

Sapphire had suggested to McGonagall that they just call Umbridge every time there was a firework in the classroom; her teacher had much enjoyed that suggestion. Even Hermione had been impressed with them and Sapphire called that a win.

"Harry," Sapphire called, sitting across from him that night.

"Hey," Harry replied happily. "Wicked fireworks."

"Yeah...but listen," Sapphire looked him dead in the eyes. "I know Snape isn't teaching you Occulemency anymore."

"Who told you?" Harry questioned in surprise.

"Alex," Sapphire replied honestly. "It doesn't matter. You need those lessons."

"Do I?" Harry asked, leaning forward. "I don't think they work anyway. I don't understand why you couldn't just teach me in the first place."

"Because I'm not that skilled in it—"

"Don't lie to me. You and Alex know more than you let on," Harry corrected.

"Yeah, well, don't think it's always a good thing," Sapphire added bitterly.

"Is this something to do with what Dumbledore said when he left?" Harry continued. "Is there something wrong with your magic?"

"I don't think anything is 'wrong' with it. I've got something most people don't have," Sapphire took a breath. "It's ancient magic...old magic. I can't control it right now and that makes it dangerous. I'm not going to play around with your mind when I don't know what I could do."

"Why haven't you told me?"

"It's not something for you to be concerned over, Harry," Sapphire pressed. "And we need to get back to the point. How did you anger Snape?"

"It was worth it...I saw his memory," Harry explained. "Our dad's...they were bullying him. My mum...and yours...they tried to help but Snape just offended them. Your mum was really stubborn."

"Yeah, she was," Sapphire half-smiled. "I didn't really know her but I miss her all the time. I can't even imagine how dad feels."

"Why were they like that, why did they bully Snape?" Harry added.

It surprised Sapphire that Harry couldn't see the clear hatred Sirius had for Severus Snape, it didn't take a genius to realise that there was a history between them. Sapphire knew that James Potter had hated him too, partly the reason for Snape's dislike for Harry.