Hermione darted forwards, nervously, until she was standing on the astronomy tower.

She waited.

Ginny slipped up, long red hair streaming out behind her, with Luna close beside.

Terror.

Three highly wanted criminals, wanted, standing, visible, on the tower.

"Mordesmore," Hermione whispered, flicking Harry's wand gently.

A huge black skull emerged from the tip of the wand, green smoke beaching out from the sides.

Screams erupted from down below.

The three girls smiled and slid back into the castle.

Never underestimate children.

They weren't children anymore.

You don't lock three girls away so you can rule with your overblown ego.

Never underestimate girls.

Chaos will rule.

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