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Y/N and Kayden smirked, Y/N took her wand out from her pocket. Kayden sets her paper and Y/N's paper together.

They checked if the professor was paying attention, but surprisingly he wasn't, he's paying attention to Hermione and Susan.

"Airhead fraud is not looking." Kayden said Y/N wiggled her eyebrows as she finally waved her hand "Incendio." she whispered.

As it finally happened, the fire started. "What's that smell?" Lockhart spoke as he turned around to look for the fire.

He spotted the fire on the table of the important students, where if he stays close with it will increase his popularity.

Y/N Dumbledore, the granddaughter of famous Albus Dumbledore. Known in the wizarding world because how the students talk about her to their family and also because she's Albus Dumbledore granddaughter. A smart, beautiful, kind, cunning and daring girl she indeed is.

And the other one, Kayden Knight. Part of the royal family, who is same as Y/N but mostly hides how she feels. A scary girl, in fact, and won't hesitate to jump on you and kill you. Her life is full of mysterious.

"Oh, dear Lord!!" he panicked.

"Do something, professor! The table might catch on fire too!" The two Slytherins fake panicked as they stood up from their chairs and everyone started panicking again.

"I-I uh, I don't know-"

"DO THE DAMN WATER SPELL DAMN IT! YOU USELESS PERSON!" Kayden shouted.

"I don't know-"

"Oh for goddess sake, Aguamenti!" Y/N waved her wand once again and cleared the fire; everyone stopped panicking and calm downed.

"How did the fire even started?" Draco asked, as everyone curious about how the fire appeared.

"We have no idea, we touched the paper and then the fire came out. It got our hands burn too." Y/N clarified as the two showed their fake burn hand.

"Bloody hell" Ron breathe out.

"These two... Are psychopaths..." Easton shook his head and sighed.

"You two should go to the hospital wing now."

"No, professor, we don't want to be rude. It will be fine." Both of them phoney a smile.

"Al-alright then, the quiz is over! Hand them out!" He took the quiz papers and started checking them.

"Tut, tut - hardly any of you remembered that my favourite colour is lilac. I say so in Year with the Yeti. And a few of you need to read Wanderings with Werewolves more carefully - I clearly state in chapter twelve that my ideal birthday gift would be harmony between all magic and non-magic peoples - though I wouldn't say no to a large bottle of Ogden's Old Firewhisky!"

He gave them another roguish wink. Ron was now staring at Lockhart with an expression of disbelief on his face; Harry looked at him with an uncomfortable expression. Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas, who were sitting in front, were shaking with silent laughter.

Henry, Ben and Easton were just staring at him in disgust. Y/N and Kayden were just looking at him with no emotions. Hermione, on the other hand, was listening to Lockhart with rapt attention and gave a start when he mentioned her name.

"... but Miss Hermione Granger knew my secret ambition is to rid the world of evil and market my range of hair-care potions - good girl! In fact" - he flipped her paper over - "full marks! Where is Miss Hermione Granger?"

Hermione raised a trembling hand.

"Excellent!" beamed Lockhart. "Quite excellent! Take ten points for Gryffindor! And so - to business--"

"And finally, mister Parker, what is your answer on the question "When is Gilderoy Lockhart's birthday, and what would his ideal gift be?" it's all blank here." Everyone turns towards Benjamin, who is sitting next to Henry.

"His death." Benjamin smiled.

"I have never been so damn proud." Kayden wipes her fake tears away.

Lockhart, who was taken back by it didn't know how to react. All be can do is swallow his saliva. He bent down behind his desk and lifted a large, covered cage onto it.

"Now... be warned! It is my job to arm you against the foulest creatures known to wizardkind! You may find yourself facing your own worst fears in this room. Know only that no harm can befall you whilst I am here..."

'You don't even know a single spell.' Y/N thought as she watched the man do his job.

With a showman's flair, Lockhart turns slowly to the cage. "I must ask you not to scream. It might provoke them." A pale Neville draws back. Harry and Ron lean forward. Lockhart lets the tension build, then whips off the cover. Inside the cage are several electric blue creatures. Eight inches tall, with pointed faces and wings, they rattle the bars and pull weird looks at the students.

"Cornish pixies?" Asked Seamus

"Freshly caught Cornish pixies." Lockhart controls himself, Seamus snorts with laughter.

That even Lockhart couldn't mistake for a scream of terror. "Yes?" He smiled at Seamus.

"Well, they're not - they're not very - dangerous, are they?" Seamus choked. "Don't be so sure!" said Lockhart, waggling a finger annoyingly at Seamus. "Devilish tricky little blighters they can be!"

Lockhart once again checks the two Slytherins, but they were just watching him with no emotions. Y/N yawn and Kayden eyes were about to close.

'Oh no, they're unimpressed.' he thought as he panicked.

Unable to control himself, Seamus SNORTS with laughter. " Laugh if you will, Mr Finnegan, but pixies can be devilishly tricky little blighters. Let's see what you make of them now!" Lockhart flings open the cage. Instantly, the pixies rocket about, spraying the students with ink bottles, breaking beakers and shredding books. Two seize Neville by the ear, lifting him to the air and began to circle the ceiling.

"Wow, what a fantastic professor he is. So this the professor you like, Granger?" Kayden scoff as she stared at the man who is causing troubles. Hermione's face became reddish and bit her bottom lip.

"Come on now, round them up, round

them up. They're only pixies." brandishing his wand "Peskipiski Pesternomi!" the spell has absolutely no effect, a particularly obnoxious pixie makes a face. Seizes Lockhart's wand and tossed it out of the window. Lockhart joins the stamped to the door.

"I'll ask you three or eight to just nip the rest of them back into their cage." Lockhart said slamming the door he's gone. Harry, Ron and Hermione stand blinking. Ron swats a pixie gnawing his ear.

"Y/N! WHY DID YOUR GRANDFATHER EVEN HIRE THIS MAN!" Henry yelled angrily as he slammed a book to the pixies.

"This is making me angry." Ben threw a pixie who yanks his hair.

"If I kill that man, I can get away from Azkaban easily." Kayden eyes glow from anger as she grits her teeth.

"I think I'm going to have a chat with the headmaster." Y/N eyes flicker as well with no expression, just staring at nowhere.

The tension of the room became dark real quick as the two spoke.

"Le-lets just get Neville down." Hermione spoke, "Immobilus!" Easton waved his wand and the pixies freeze in the midair. Neville falls, plops onto Lockhart's desk, shaken but unhurt.

"Why is it always me?" Neville almost broke a whimper.

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"Y/N, you aren't serious about talking to your grandfather. Are you?" All nine students walked their way to the headmaster office.

Five Slytherins and four Gryffindor, Y/N, paused and looked at Hermione "That man has no experience on being a professor, nor he knows spells, Hermione." Y/N voice darken.

"I'm-I'm sure Professor Lockhart just wanted to give us some hands-on experience." Hermione stutter due to the sudden darken voice of her dear friend.

"Hands on? Hermione, he didn't have a clue what he was doing." Harry explained.

"Rubbish. Read his books. You'll see all the amazing things he's done." Hermione argues with Harry.

"This is pissing me off." Y/N looked at them as Kayden glared.

"Gu-guys, it's fin-fine. We don't ne-eed to talk to the he-headmaster." Neville stutter, not knowing how to handle nor used to the tension of the girls giving.

"Arg! Open your goddamn eyes and use your brain if you're that smart, Hermione Granger!" Kayden yelled as she grips Hermione's shoulder.

Hermione's eyes were gathering tears and slowly falls, "If you all don't want to go, I can do it alone." Y/N glared at everyone and left.

Kayden let go of Hermione's shoulder "I'm leaving." she said as she began to walk away.

"Kayden! Where are you going!" Henry yelled.

"Wait! Kayden!" Ben, Easton and Henry run-up to Kayden as they tried to talk to the angry Slytherin gender-bend girl.

The four Gryffindor was left alone at the hallway, not knowing what to do, Hermione tears rapidly fell. She broke down; she ran away crying.

Ron, Harry and Neville looked at each other, not knowing if they should follow the five Slytherin or follow Y/N or maybe follow their fellow Gryffindor.

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A certain girl slammed the headmaster door; she marches towards her grandfather desk. Professor Snape is standing on the left side, and Professor McGonagall is standing on the right side of his desk.

"Fired that man." Y/N growled.

"What's the problem, Y/N?" Headmaster Dumbledore smiled.

"You know the goddamn problem." Y/N snap.

"Y/N! Don't talk to your grandfather like that!" Professor McGonagall exclaimed.

"That's not the point right now! The main problem is you hired a man who knows nothing! Not even a simple spell to stop a fire!" Y/N eyes flicker.

"Y/N, watch your tone and your anger." Snape looked down at his niece, who blinded by rage.

"I want you to fire that man."

"We can't do that."

"huh!? What! What do you mean by that?"

"As I said, we can't."

Y/N scoff and about to leave, but she turned around and said:" That man better does something right, or else I'm not stopping myself nor Kayden from attacking that fraud."

After that, she slammed the door. Dumbledore sighed and covered his face. "Severus, Minerva. Please watch the girls before they so something terrible."

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It has been a week since the accident happened, Red is still angry about the car incident. And wouldn't even spare a glance to me.

Kayden hadn't spoken to Hermione, neither do I communicated to the others aside from Kayden and the boys.

"Y/N!"

"huh?" I turned around and saw Marcus running towards me.

"Oh hey, Marcus." I smiled.

"Hey, um. We need to talk." He breathes out.

"Sure? What is it?" both of us started walking around the lake.

"Well, Malfoy is going to try out. In Quidditch, as a seeker." I saw him swallowed his saliva.

I stopped walked and gave him a serious expression "You've got to be kidding me." I uttered. "I'm serious here, but you can take place as a chaser instead."

"When I said my spot is my spot. It will be my spot."

"Y/N, please-"

"I'll go talk to that guy, where is Draco."

"He's at the great hall."

I started walking back to the castle with Marcus on my side "Y/N don't get angry at him, maybe give him a chance."

"I'll give him a chance if he also goes for a tryout." I snap back at him.

"Yeah about that..."

"What now, Marcus."

"He's not going to tryout."

He grabbed my hand, which made me stop walking "well, you see, his father... Gave us a new broom to get him in the team..."

"Oh, really?" I smiled.

His eyes widen "Y-Y/N, don't get angry. You look scary right now, smiling yet you're mad."

"Hahaha, oh my. You do know me." I gave him an eye smile.

I started walking once again beside me, Marcus trying to calm me down, as we entered the great hall.

Students were doing their homework; I went straight to the Slytherin table and stood in front of Draco.

"We need to talk."

"Why?" He asked as he looked around.

"Dont play dumb with me, Draco."

"Y/N, please don't get mad-"

"Shut your mouth right now, Marcus; I'm not talking to you." I glared at him.

"You." I pointed at Draco "Follow me." I pointed at the door.

"Uh oh, someone is in trouble." Henry laughed, as soon everyone laughed along too.

"Shut your mouth, Draco. Door. Now and we talk." I glared.

"Good luck!" Ben gave him a thumbs up.