KA: thanks to BJtheOswaldFanatic we have our next 6 (or so) chapters!

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT, I repeat NOT, own the Harry Potter series. If I did, Ginny wouldn't be obsessed with a boy almost two years her senior, Draco and Harry would be a couple (their fighting is like foreplay), Hermione would be descendant from Romany (Gypsy), Ron would still be ginger, but not such a bint. I mean, can't he understand that Harry hates the fame? Voldemort would look like the guy who played him in "A Very Potter Musical", and Lucius Malfoy would be tied to my head board with a dildo shoved up his ass (I like to have a bit of fun).

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Things I am not allowed to do at Hogwarts

Chapter 12

23. I will not bring a Magic Eight Ball to Divination class

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"Woah!" a voiced yelled, backing away from the Gryffindor common room, a strange smell making everyone back out and away from the source.

"what the bloody hell is wrong with you guys?" Ron Weasley asked, stepping towards the second and third years who backed away just as quickly.

Walking in and almost immediately walking out, Harry Potter had just come from the Room of requirement and immediately wished he hadn't left. "Mate, have you smelled yourself lately? I can almost taste it; that's how bad it is." Harry said, staying a safe distance from the powerful stink coming from his best mate.

"Wha-? Arrowin!" Ron screamed, his voice carrying over several hallways.

An almost evil sounding giggle bounded down one of the halls.

Xx Great Hall: Morning Xx

"Arrowin! I will kill you!" Ron yelled, pointing his wand at the red haired woman, intent on doing damage to her.

Turning around, Kaylin stared at him with a raised eyebrow. "Are you weally that stupid Won? Your silly wittle wand could never hurt me. Now sit down before you get in twouble." She said, turning to walk to the Slytherin table, suddenly crouching as Ron fired off a strong stinging hex.

"Mr. Weasley! Detention with Filch for attacking another student!" Professor McGonagall said, her lips pursed and a scowl marring her face.

Spluttering, Ron's face began turning red in anger. "Professor! She made me smell bad! Why have you not done something about that?" He yelled, causing the first years to back away in fear.

Turning sharply, Professor McGonagall stared him down with a level gaze. "Mr. Weasely, how would've Ms. Arrowin been able to 'make you smell bad'? both you and her reside in different houses, how could she have gotten into the boy's dorm?" McGonagall asked, staring down her nose at him.

"Ms. Kaylin, is the scary boy done?" a first year asked, his hand grasping onto her skirt. The patch on the left side of his chest betrayed him as a Hufflepuff. "Well of course little puffy. The rare ginger never stays angry around food. Just watch." She whispered loudly, causing the older years to laugh quietly.

Xx 5th period: Divination (2 hour block) xX

"Open your eye to the world of the unknown. Become what you truly believe in!" Professor Trelawney said, her voice somehow airy in the almost humid room.

Snorting in jest of what she heard, Kaylin decided that she didn't want to do her work. Setting aside her textbook, quietly though; that woman seemed to have the ears of a bat.

"Hey Lee, gimme a distraction real quick." She said, before oh so carefully rolling her crystal ball into her left cloak pocket. Quickly reaching for the right pocket, she pulled out a similarly sized ball; Only this one black with flat bottom and a large number eight painted on it.

"Pwofessor, I think there is something wrong with my ball." Kaylin said, her voice trying to sound meek.

Silently, the crazed woman -who probably had spent one too many days in her tower- walked over to Kaylin and Lee's table and almost shrieked at what she saw. "That is a bad omen. You are cursed you foolish girl." She said, picking up the ball and looking it over.

"That's not all 'fessor. It talks to me too." Kaylin said, taking the ball from the crazy professor and looking at it solemnly. "Should I go to the Yule Ball?" She asked, and shook it as hard as she could. "Oh deary dear," she murmured, twisting a bit of hair around her finger worriedly, "it seems that I shan't be going. Look" she said holding the ball up to a random students face.

Snorting a bit in laughter, Dean looked down at the ball and gasped in mock horror. "Hmm, 'Out look not good.' I would definitely not go." he said trying not to laugh as she pouted.

"Oh poo, it sounds like class is already over. Professor, can you hold on to this for me?" Kaylin asked, handing her the ball before quickly walking out of the classroom.

Xx hallway: transfiguration xX

"So Arrowin, how much did you pay for the 'Crystal ball'?" Thomas asked, finally laughing his ass off.

"Two pounds nine quid. Best money I ever spent." She sighed dreamily, closing her eyes and waiting for the door to open for their next class.

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KA: and so ends this chapter. I will say this, I am actually having a bit of trouble getting these done.

I honestly don't know if that is correct in the monetary sense. I'm not good with British money. I know that two pounds is equal to about 1.75 here in the U.S. (I may be wrong don't quote me on that.)

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