"Silence, Potter!"
Theme 14: Horn Tongue


"Alice, what are you doing -"

"Sshh," Alice future-Longbottom said, pressing a finger to her lips to indicate silence. James raised an eyebrow - knowing his pretty wild, sixteen year old friend, this could not lead to anything good - before finally nodding.

"What am I supposed to do, this time?" he asked, letting her lead him to God-knows-which part of the castle. It was past curfew, but he was not worried about that: What worried him was the fact that, last time he had been involved in one of her oh-so-brilliant plans, he had ended up using the Horn Tongue hex on a professor.

- Which professor had then given him two weeks' worth of detention and, used though he was to things like that, made it sting by adding a no-quidditch-till-the-detentions-are-over announcement to the whole punishment.

"Sshh," was Alice's only response. James rolled his eyes, tapping her on the back.

"Alice, you know I can't risk any days off the quidditch pitch - The match against Slytherin is in a fortnight's time - The team's going to kill me - I'm captain -"

Alice turned around. "James?"

"Whaa -?"

"Cut the crap."