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"Elves????" Frightful little things the nasty lot of them. "You can't TRUST them! Don't you know it was them who helped lead that revolt against my Darling Sister the Wicked Witch of the East??" Maleficent shoved the plate away immediately. You could never trust anyone that didn't meet you at eye level and history had long ago removed the little devils from the front page of the story books oh but she knew the truth.

It was such good duck though....sigh.

The scowl deepened. "WHO is this Alexa Cambridge? And WHAT is a Head Girl? And WHY do you keep calling me such?" Her rant paused for a moment. "I don't suppose this tart here was made by them as well?" She was huuuungry. Evil had to run on food too. "I am Maleficent and I will not sit here and be referred to otherwise." Not by you Missy but yes, the tarts.

Ah but she noticed the hair. A dark smile crossed her lips. "Why yes I did. Much more becoming than that horrid colour the girl sported. So childish. I could never hope to rule through her as is." Even now the child tried putting up a fight but she would NOT return to that book!

Awww, did the mention of 'elves' scare the Mistress of All Evil? HA. Anastasia's lips curled upward into an amused smirk. That duck did look good though. She would surely have some of her own ONCE ALEXA VACATED HER SEAT, that is.

And besides that... "I didn't know you had a sister," the Headmistress commented idly. All that nonsense about a revolt though... and her playing dumb about her roles and titles... well frankly, it was becoming a chore to watch this charade.

"All right, I've had enough of your games," Anastasia declared, flicking her wand into her wrist and twirling it between her fingers. "I am the Headmistress of this school and I wish to eat my dinner at my rightfully earned place of honor, which you are foolishly occupying. So, you have two seconds to go to where you belong, OVER THERE," and she pointed to the Gryffindor table, "or I will remove you. Now go."

As for that last bit, with the 'rule through her nonsense...' well, Bunz had frankly lost interest and stopped listening. She did physically hear her, but it just went in one ear and out the other.

Having received no guarantee on the tart, Maleficent opted to leave it be as well. Somehow she would find this kitchen the woman spoke of and she would watch the elves herself. Yes. FORCE them to make her a proper meal that wouldn't bring about the end of her. With this plan set she had now only to defend her thrown from this over zealous peasant standing before her--half sitting on the desk as it were.

Her eyes flashed with indignation. "You DARE presume to unseat ME???" Her voice's pitch fluctuated as she spoke but her eyes never wavered even for a second. "The nerve! The gall of you! No one unseats ME."

Oh but hang on, she was the head of this place? Ahem. Maleficent took a moment to compose herself, afterall, a queen must always be composed, even when dealing with the most difficult of subjects. "The Head you say? You're the one who's got the crown I want then." That was easy enough to gather. "Alright then, hand it over and I might let you live despite your insolence." A hand stretched forth toward her and she gave an expectant look. A crown fit for a queen, then she would truly be in charge.

"Well hurry it up, I haven't got all evening now that I know where this wretched food comes from." And blast it all that looked like blueberry pie. She would have to let them make her one as well.

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Having received no guarantee on the tart, Maleficent opted to leave it be as well. Somehow she would find this kitchen the woman spoke of and she would watch the elves herself. Yes. FORCE them to make her a proper meal that wouldn't bring about the end of her. With this plan set she had now only to defend her thrown from this over zealous peasant standing before her--half sitting on the desk as it were.

Her eyes flashed with indignation. "You DARE presume to unseat ME???" Her voice's pitch fluctuated as she spoke but her eyes never wavered even for a second. "The nerve! The gall of you! No one unseats ME."

Oh but hang on, she was the head of this place? Ahem. Maleficent took a moment to compose herself, afterall, a queen must always be composed, even when dealing with the most difficult of subjects. "The Head you say? You're the one who's got the crown I want then." That was easy enough to gather. "Alright then, hand it over and I might let you live despite your insolence." A hand stretched forth toward her and she gave an expectant look. A crown fit for a queen, then she would truly be in charge.

"Well hurry it up, I haven't got all evening now that I know where this wretched food comes from." And blast it all that looked like blueberry pie. She would have to let them make her one as well.

"I DO dare," Anastasia nearly cackled at the girl's reaction. "The gall of ME? Of ME? To sit where I belong? YOU are the student here, Alexa, now snap out of it!" She angrily snapped her fingers in front of the girl's face and then dramatically looked at her watch.

OKAY. She'd had it. She'd had her two seconds to vacate the chair and yet she was still there. So it was now time to DO something about it. "We don't HAVE royalty in the wizarding world," she answered Alexa coolly, "and that DOES include you, Cambridge. So now I will MAKE you vacate my seat." With two smooth swishes of her wand, the girl was disarmed and dumped out of the chair and off the dais entirely. As the levitating throne came settling back into its proper place, the redhead gracefully took her seat and vanished Alexa's former plate.

Now, for the girl's belongings she had collected from her disarmament... She pocketed the wand first and then set the parchment and watch off to the side. But what was this? An exceptionally heavy bag of... candy? The redhead opened the bag and examined a few chocolate frogs and a giant book inside. The Fairy Tale Book of Fairy Tales she read off the spine with a great lack of interest.

That could stay inside the bag for now, and under her chair it went. "Don't let your late-night reading inspire you too much now, dear Head Girl," she clucked at the child on the floor opposite her table. "Now get up, dust yourself off, and go sit with your pride of lions. Perhaps THEY will fashion you a crown." A crown of mashed potatoes, if she knew them at all.

Maleficent wanted nothing more than to smack away the hand snapping before her but it was removed before she had that chance and before she knew it, SHE was removed; lifted and thrown from the dais like she was a sack of turnips.

HOW RUDE!!!

She flew to her feet once initial shock wore off, noting the woman had STOLEN her possessions. "You hand those back immediately!!" She demanded, STOMPING BACK TO THE DAIS. You could see the fury with each step until she was across from the woman once more. "None of those belong to you and I have plans for that book!" Even the girl's spirit seemed incensed. Clearly she couldn't let this go on. "Do you know the power that book holds?" More to the point, what would happen if the wrong person came out. It would be just awful if you let out the likes of Cinderella and told her she was the head. Goodness.

"I'll have my crown after I collect my belongings."

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

Maleficent wanted nothing more than to smack away the hand snapping before her but it was removed before she had that chance and before she knew it, SHE was removed; lifted and thrown from the dais like she was a sack of turnips.

HOW RUDE!!!

She flew to her feet once initial shock wore off, noting the woman had STOLEN her possessions. "You hand those back immediately!!" She demanded, STOMPING BACK TO THE DAIS. You could see the fury with each step until she was across from the woman once more. "None of those belong to you and I have plans for that book!" Even the girl's spirit seemed incensed. Clearly she couldn't let this go on. "Do you know the power that book holds?" More to the point, what would happen if the wrong person came out. It would be just awful if you let out the likes of Cinderella and told her she was the head. Goodness.

"I'll have my crown after I collect my belongings."

"I will not," the Headmistress calmly replied, filling up her fresh, clean, NEW plate which she had certainly stolen from the groundskeeper's empty seat. "Once you have seated yourself in your PROPER place, and start behaving like a PROPER Head Girl, I will return your things."

Probably not the wand though. Alexa seemed OUT OF HER MIND and into her fantasy far too deep. It might even be worth a letter home to the girl's father. About that book though... Annie might have to give it a second glance later. "You don't read," she scoffed. "Now go to your seat and eat before everything is cold."

Look, she was being the merciful one here by taking pity on Cambridge instead of throwing her into detention. Couldn't the child take a hint?!

Botros happily walked into the Great Hall with the intention of filling his belly with delicious house-elves' food. He was wearing his cardigan over his freshly pressed shirt, it WAS a little cold in October, he could feel the breeze. It was cold. Was it not cold enough for others, though, he could see students with rolled-up sleeves and whatnot...??? He climbed the couple steps to the dais to see none other than Annie and... Cambridge... who looked like she was about to explode. But when did she not? Heh heh heh.

Great, he could join them and chat about the weather instead of having the conversation inside his head. "Hello, Anastasia. Afternoon, Cambridge." The tension between the two was there but he didn't dwell on it since both were equally snappy, and tension was expected. He just wanted to eat good food and have a nice weather talk. Ab slipped into the chair right next to the headmistress' throne, but where was the plate for this chair? He looked with bummed eyes at the empty plate next to him... and took it.

... wait wait wait, there was something different about the way Lex looked. He just wasn't sure WHAT was so different. Stare!squint.

Head Girl. HEAD GIRL. If she never heard that title again it would be TOO SOON. Both hands slammed against the table in a forceful sort of gesture, demanding she be taken seriously. "I am NOT a HEAD GIRL, I am the Mistress of All Evil!" How hard was this for others to understand?? She'd been saying it since she got here but it didn't budge the imbeciles in the slightest. "I am the Dark Queen Malelficent and I will NOT be treated as a child now HAND ME MY POSSESSIONS." Blast it all the woman had stolen her wand or this would not go so peacefully.

She could feel her blood boiling as her patience hit it's all time low. "Foolish Peasant, you don't need to READ it, you need only possess the book to harness what it holds." More accurately to let her friends out as well. She might have said more but was taken aback by the elderly man approaching.

"Old man!" She said turning to him, a new fire in her eyes. "I've been robbed. I command you, have her return my wand AND my book of fairytales. I'll not remain patient much longer and must speak to the kitchen elf toads about some lemon tart before the evening is out."

She folded both arms tightly to her chest and tapped her foot expectantly. "Well??" Now servant!

"Good heavens, Cambridge, when did you become such a drama queen?" Anastasia rolled her eyes at the girl in between bites of roasted squash. She was completely unfazed by this temper tantrum. Her own child, who was growing up all too quickly, had made her more immune to this sort of dramatic scenario. Was she really going to stick with the "Mistress of All Evil" as her alter ego? It was a laughable title for a seventeen year old thug. Couldn't she have gone with something a little more menacing and a little less medieval?

And besides, Botros was here now. He had such a calming presence on the place.... Annie smiled over at him as if to say 'just another day in the castle.' "Ab, be a good deputy and check out this book Alexa keeps going on about." She gave a nod to the space beneath her chair. "You might want to summon it. That thing was full of candy."

Which was unusual for the Head Girl, to be sure. Candy didn't usually last so long around her, right? "But whatever you do, DON'T let her have her wand back. The girl is clearly emotionally disturbed and is regressing in maturity... these play-pretend games are for toddlers!" As much as she disliked the Healer, the Headmistress was starting to wonder if she shouldn't summon Cece to evaluate Alexa's health. They did need a fit Head Girl, after all... shame the Lioness was cracking under the stress of the job...

But for now, "Go BACK to your TABLE," she pointed her fork at Cambridge. "I will use that spell I recommended to you ON YOU if you don't pipe down. People are trying to have a MEAL here, Alexa! Enough with the nonsense!"

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......

CLAPCLAPCL--? Botros started clapping to Alexa's performance when the Headmistress seemed to take it more seriously than he thought they should. Wasn't this a performance? Didn't professor Hadley assign them with some muggle studies assignment? "Wha--" No? Oh.

He looked from the demanding, shrieking Gryffindor to under Annie's chair. "A book? Since when does the..." He cast a cautious look at the cloaked Cambridge. "... mistress of all evil read books?" And how on earth wasn't it a RUNES book??? Botros had a very hurt look on his face as he summoned the heavy bag up to his lap, OOF! This better be one bloody good book that got the little brat girl to be ready to fight for.

Then there went the headmistress threatening and fork-pointing. Didn't she know how useless those techniques were on Cambridge? And that was before she became the mistress of all evil. The title was a bit over-dramatic, Ab thought. He gave her a warning look that said I-Would-Not-Mess-With-A-Fork-Pointing-Truebridge, and eyeballed the bag indicating that he'd return it to her afterwards. Ahem.

"I am not a drama queen, I'm a Dark Queen if you haven't been able to tell the difference and I beg your pardon? YOU suggesting spells to ME? The idea's a laughable one. In what era would I need advice from you when I'm the all powerful Mistress of All Evil?" She gave a sharp laugh to drive home her point and another after that. Her, needing suggestions? HA!

Good grief! "Finally someone that gets it! Perhaps you're not as dense as the others." Someone who would ackowledge that she was indeed the Mistress of all Evill. Clearly he was the one she was meant to talk to in order to get anything done. "And as I've explained tirelessly to your dim companion, the book needs no reading."

She might have explained more were it not for THAT name again. She was just about ready to pull her hair out. "My name is NOT Alexa. HOW many times must I say this before understand?? That wand may belong to Alexa but by right of me capturing her soul it belongs to ME, now I won't ask again, hand it over."

Oh but what's this? Disregarding the warning looks (PFFFFT) Maleficent wasted no time in diving over the table the moment the old toad summoned the bag, hands grabbing and reaching for her precious. "Give it here and I'll consider not hurting you when I give the red head what she deserves." She insisted, arms latched on tight.

All right, that was it. Botros' beginning to clap for Alexa was THE sign that she had taken her little 'performance' too far for Bunz's taste, not to mention the fact that she was BLATANTLY insulting the Head of the school. She dropped her fork with a clatter and stood up from the dais, leaning across it toward the girl, wand in hand this time.

"I SAID go BACK to your TABLE," she repeated, watching with horror as the young woman ignored all warnings and then LAUNCHED herself across the table.

"THAT'S QUITE ENOUGH!"

With a loud BANG! like a cannon, the Headmistress' wand banished Alexa and sent her zooooooooooooming backwards, off the table, still stretched out as she was, and straight out the doors of the Great Hall. The Gryffindor skidded on her back to an eventual stop on the marble entrance as the doors to the Great Hall slammed shut in her face and locked with an ominous click.

There. Bunz sat down once again and calmly dusted off her hands. "She won't be back. Abraham, now what were you saying about that book?"

YELP!

Botros let out that yelp as soon as Alexa jumped forward to attack take the book, but bless Annie and her quick--rather feisty-- reaction by kicking the Mistress of All Evil out of the Great Hall at once. Hohohowhewww. Ab looked with wide eyes at the closed double doors and then sideways at the 'calm' red head. Ohkay, ohkayyy, how was she not a little bit rattled? He could feel his breathing hitch a little. "Uh.. oh yeah. Hopefully she got to eat a little..." He wondered out loud, naturally concerned for the eating status of the little girl, then he looked at the book's bag that he'd hugged in the heat of the moment.

Clearing his throat, he composed himself and took the book out. A big book at that with a lovely ribbon dangling from the edge and.. awww fairytales? Botros chuckled and patted it with his equally big hand. "It's just a story book." He informed Annie with an easy smile, without taking his eyes off it. Nothing alarming, see, he was right Cambridge must've been doing a performance for muggle studies. Poor child must've gotten REALLY in character. He opened the thick cover and flipped through the pages quickly to see if there was any secret parchments tucked in there. Hiding something in such a mellow book would be awfully clever.

The pages ran easily through your fingers, they let out a mesmerizing shimmer that must catch your eyes. Oooh, look at all the beautiful illustrations, they moved like they were trying to tell you something. There's a particular one with a set of foreign shapes underneath it, that must catch your eye. The pages stopped turning in the old man's hand and this particular page looked exceptionally interesting.

Rattled? The Bunz? Never. But she WOULD be marching up to the Astronomy tower later on to speak with Alexa's Head of House. If that girl wished to keep her badge, she was going to need to apologize to THIS redhead in a BIG WAY.

"I knew she was nuts," she murmured with a glance toward Botros and the book. Look at it. It was perfectly harmless. "Never reading and then suddenly becoming obsessed with one book... goodness, maybe there is a silver lining to the fact that Cambridge seldom reads. I'd hate to see her get attached to a text about Dark Arts." Annie chuckled under her breath and went back to her dinner, which was now cold.

Thanks a lot, Cambridge.

....... wait, wait, wait. Did... was.. hmm? Botros stopped going through the pages for a moment and fixed his half-moon glasses on his nose bridge to read the writings under this illustration of some kind of sea story? There were definitely some fish in there. He traced the figures carefully, the headmistress was talking in the background but he didn't hear her over the exciting roar in his head at those CODES?? Please, please, for Odin's sake let it be a mysterious code!

... "I will go and return this to the library!" He spoke suddenly, louder and much livelier than before. Probably cutting Annie off? It didn't matter, she was going to keep talking as long as he was here and he needed to concentrate on this story without being judged by his employer. Botros stood up, a little too quickly hitting his foot, and cradled the book to his chest. He grabbed his cane and started to turn away. "Excuse me, Annie." Titles were forgotten in his moment of absolute glee.

......."Uh, okay." That was a little bit rude. Anastasia blinked as Botros suddenly decided to leave her company. Had he even had time to eat dinner? Now she almost wished Alexa were back here for lack of someone to talk to...

But it was good of Botros to take care of that book for her. She offered her deputy a small smile and went back to her meal, content to finish quickly now that there were no further distractions.

Okay okay, so she had promised Chance that she would meet him here…well she’d basically told him to join her and sure, sure the camera wasn’t exactly hers…but it was going to be fun! Really fun. Like never done before in this school fun.

She sat there, casually as ever leaning against the staff table…sure, sure it was the middle of the night but it had to happen. It was GOING to happen.

Sneaking out of bed had been the adventure that Chance had been waiting for. Chance had made it to the Great Hall, with no issues, except some portraits hollering at him. When he entered the Great Hall, he noticed Puck standing casually by the Staff table. He had been intrigued when she had told him earlier in the day to meet him at the staff table.

"Whats up Pucky?" Chance said in a hushed whisper as he leaned against the table beside her. "What we doing? Whats the plan?" He wanted to know and he wanted to know now.

Kace got the memo well....the owl notice sent to him. Puck and Chance had a plan to prank the staff members. But he didn't know all the details yet. He snuck out in the middle of the night and avoided people in charge....mainly the prefects. As he got down to the ground floor, he noticed Chance and Puck were there. He might as well whisper to not get caught. He didn't wanna scare them either. He cleared his throat loudly and waved to them. "Hey Puck and Chance....so what is the plan?" he asked. He wanted to know more about this prank.

SPOILER!!: the tricksters

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Sneaking out of bed had been the adventure that Chance had been waiting for. Chance had made it to the Great Hall, with no issues, except some portraits hollering at him. When he entered the Great Hall, he noticed Puck standing casually by the Staff table. He had been intrigued when she had told him earlier in the day to meet him at the staff table.

"Whats up Pucky?" Chance said in a hushed whisper as he leaned against the table beside her. "What we doing? Whats the plan?" He wanted to know and he wanted to know now.

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SPOILER!!: His correspondents :3

Kace got the memo well....the owl notice sent to him. Puck and Chance had a plan to prank the staff members. But he didn't know all the details yet. He snuck out in the middle of the night and avoided people in charge....mainly the prefects. As he got down to the ground floor, he noticed Chance and Puck were there. He might as well whisper to not get caught. He didn't wanna scare them either. He cleared his throat loudly and waved to them. "Hey Puck and Chance....so what is the plan?" he asked. He wanted to know more about this prank.

Puck grinned when she spotted Chance, ah…he was asking about the plan. Gryffindors needed plans? She wondered momentarily before playing with the bag of supplies in her hand. “Well, we need to wait a minute for Kace” she added quickly before spotting her hufflepuff friend…wait, no he was Emmy’s.

“Right!” She grinned at the boys and when Kace got closer she took out the bag and laid it on the table…”first off, I have a few supplies I’ve been keeping hidden for a bit…other than the other supplies you know about” she winked at the boys and tapped the edge of her nose. Kace might not have known about the other supplies…but surely Emmy had told him…she was her dorm mate after all.

”SO we have a bunch of customizable clocks, some I’ve already customized to go off when people sit on them” she felt her smirk growing, ”and others when people walk by…” and she lowered her voice and got closer to them and walked father away from the clocks…”and a few go off for certain words…” she grinned. She mouthed ”like…’h-e-a-d-m-i-s-t-r-e-s-s’, p-o-t-i-o-n-s and really all of the other class names and their professor’s first and last names…you know there are about a hundred of them here” she grinned…and she still had some they could set up…and of course there was the spellotape that they could use…

"lets get this ball rolling!"

Kace's eyes light up and went wide when he saw all the clocks. This was a pretty great idea! He smirked and noticed the spellotape and nodded. "Well I can tape them onto the staff chairs no problem..." he said to Puck. "Maybe we can split up and I'll do the first half and you and chance do the second part?" he suggested to both Chance and Puck. "It will make things quicker and we will have less of a chance getting caught.." he said looking around. He was looking around for Alexa the Maleficent but she had more pressing matters on her hands. But he didn't care if he got caught or not. They weren't doing anything too bad or too extreme. Plus this was sort of fun!

Clocks were everywhere. Chance's grin grew as he saw what was in Pucks bag. He looked around the Great Hall, the scenario with the clocks running through his mind. It was magnificent. Chance picked up one of the clocks and Puck explained the rest of the plan. Some were set up when certain words were said? Now that was going to be funny.

"Which part you want?" Chance whispered to Kace as he looked around the Great Hall and then back again at Kace. "Faster, more efficent is always better." His voice still a whisper.

SPOILER!!: the mischievous ones

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Kace's eyes light up and went wide when he saw all the clocks. This was a pretty great idea! He smirked and noticed the spellotape and nodded. "Well I can tape them onto the staff chairs no problem..." he said to Puck. "Maybe we can split up and I'll do the first half and you and chance do the second part?" he suggested to both Chance and Puck. "It will make things quicker and we will have less of a chance getting caught.." he said looking around. He was looking around for Alexa the Maleficent but she had more pressing matters on her hands. But he didn't care if he got caught or not. They weren't doing anything too bad or too extreme. Plus this was sort of fun!

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Clocks were everywhere. Chance's grin grew as he saw what was in Pucks bag. He looked around the Great Hall, the scenario with the clocks running through his mind. It was magnificent. Chance picked up one of the clocks and Puck explained the rest of the plan. Some were set up when certain words were said? Now that was going to be funny.

"Which part you want?" Chance whispered to Kace as he looked around the Great Hall and then back again at Kace. "Faster, more efficent is always better." His voice still a whisper.

Slow and steady won the race usually, but today Chance was absolutely right. They needed to bang this out as quickly as possible. Okay, so Kace had agreed to hit the first half of them? That sounded good.

“Okay good, that…that sounds good,” she nodded. “Kace so you take the ones over the left, Chance take the right side? And I’ll get the center chairs?” She offered as she quickly stepped forward and tossed some of the tape over to the boys in turn. This was going to be fun.

"Okay so when you have them on the chair and you know stuck there? Just tap it with your wand and it'll be ready to go" she grinned as she grabbed the supplies and began climbing under the table to attach them. "we might want to disillusion them so they are 'invisible' and you know harder to find in the end?" she called out from under the table as she began to attach the first of her clocks.

Thankful to have recovered most of his suits now - although the majority of them were still at the muggle dry cleaners - the Astronomy professor strolled towards the dais with the majority of his weight on his toes. After having spent the majority of the morning utilizing the muggle phones in that stellar little room Professor Hadley had set up, he was in need of a nice quiet lunch with plenty of Devonshire crab soup.

The house elves had received his humble request, right? He certainly hoped so as he approached his seat, pulled it out, and slide nonchalantly into it.

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Thankful to have recovered most of his suits now - although the majority of them were still at the muggle dry cleaners - the Astronomy professor strolled towards the dais with the majority of his weight on his toes. After having spent the majority of the morning utilizing the muggle phones in that stellar little room Professor Hadley had set up, he was in need of a nice quiet lunch with plenty of Devonshire crab soup.

The house elves had received his humble request, right? He certainly hoped so as he approached his seat, pulled it out, and slide nonchalantly into it.

Penelope repeatedly glanced at the staff table as she was eating lunch, looking for Professor Flamsteed. Seeing the suited astronomy professor sitting at the staff table, she decided to go speak to him. She approached the staff table where Flamsteed was sitting. "Good day, Professor Flamsteed. You got your suits back?" It was good to see Flamsteed back in a suit. Nothing suited him like a suit.