Revenge of the Redheads

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AN: Hello fellow Potterheads! I officially hit 100 total votes from both my stories! Thank you! I decided to focus on Anna with the kids this chapter and there will probably be a lot of that in the next couple chapters, too. Don't worry we'll have some Remus and Severus stuff in future chapters. Especially when we get to book three!

Everything was in place for the plan. Anna and the twins separated ten minutes before lunch, so it wouldn't seem suspicious. The professor was trying to contain all her excitement. She decided to wander the halls and came across a familiar face, "Sir Nicholas?!" The Gryffindor ghost chuckled and floated over to greet her, "Little Anna, is that you?! I haven't seen you in quite a while. I must say I missed that mischievous gleam in your eye! Are you up to your old tricks?" She grinned, "You bet! But shhh! It's a secret!" The polite ghost chuckled and kissed her hand, "Don't worry, my dear. I will not tell a soul."

He winked and eyes lit up, "Oh! Before I forget! you are officially invited to my death day party!" She curtsied, only mocking him a little bit as she imitated a posh accent, "I would be honored to attend, my lord." He grinned, "I am glad you have not lost your spark, my lady. It's been a pleasure, but I must be off."

It was officially noon and everyone was walking to lunch, Anna saw Collin Creevey and smirked thinking, 'Please, let that boy take a picture of this!' She rushed to the teachers table and sat down, not even noticing a certain potions master sitting beside her with a raised eyebrow, "You're up to something." It wasn't a question. She smiled innocently, "Why ever to you say that?" "You have that evil glint in your eye. I see that look in my nightmares." The witch grinned and punched his shoulder, "Aww, Sev! You dream about me?"The Slytherin shook his head and rolled his eyes as the food appeared and everyone began to eat.

Ten minutes later, Anna saw Lockhart begin to Fidget and she fought to keep a straight face as she listened to her dark haired friend complained about incompetent adolescents. The faux wizard started to look worried. Then blue smoke wafted from him and Professor McGonagall asked if he was okay. He chuckled, "Yes! Yes! Perfectly Fi-" he covered his mouth as a strange, bird-like sound escaped from his lips. He no had the attention of the entire school and, for once, the pompous professor did not appreciate he publicity as his finger tips turned a dark blue.

Now the students and staff were all exchanging worried glances. In truth, Anna had also feared felt a flash of fear. Had the twins gone too far? But a quick peek at the redheads assured her that they weren't doing anything painful or irreversible. In seconds, Gilderoy's body was completely blue and Anna couldn't help but snicker when a beak began to form. It was now clear what was happening. A final puff of thick, blue smoke with green glitter surrounded the man and for a moment, you couldn't see him at all, but the smoke quickly cleared and in Lockhart's place...there was a confused and slightly disoriented peacock.

The bird sighed in relief and said, "Well, thank goodness that's over! Do I still look okay?" The bird had spoken with Gilderoy Lockhart's voice. Finally, Anna couldn't take it anymore. She burst into laughter, breaking the stunned silence and the entire Great Hall followed the suit. "What?! What's so funny?!" This, of course, only brought forth more laughter. Even Minnie and Snape chuckled at least a little. Minnie recovered first and elbowed the amused headmaster, reminding him he had to put a stop to the madness. He sighed and cleared his throat, "Alright, that's quite enough!"
Everyone immediately quieted to snickers and hushed conversations.

Dumbledore smiled a bit, obviously entertained by the amusing prank, "Now, Minerva, if you would escort the...professor to the infirmary so he can be sorted out and we can set to work on reversing this little prank." There were several moans and groans of disappointment from several students. The headmaster raised a hand to silence them, "Quiet! Settle down. Let me finish. As I was saying, and while Professor Lockhart is...occupied, Professor Evans will take over his position until he is available, after all she is more than qualified for the job." All the snickers and groans immediately stopped and no one moved a muscle. Then, simultaneously, the entire great hall (well...except the Slytherins) roared in applause. Fred and George stood up and whooped. Harry and his friends followed their example, standing up and clapping for Anna in a slightly more well-mannered fashion.

Albus didn't even bother telling them to be quiet. He just sat back down and everyone finished their meals. Lunch ended and Harry, along with several of his Gryffindor friends ran up and chatted excitedly with Anna. Most were just happy to finally learn from a real professor. Anna excused herself to her room. She had a lesson to plan.

-With Harry and the Gang (In the Courtyard)-

Harry was grinning from ear to ear. He knew it wouldn't be permanent but he really couldn't help but feel elated at the thought of finally begin able to learn from his Aunt. She was just such a- "Unprofessional, working-class, no-good, troublesome, freak with no sense of what's good and proper!" There it was. Draco Malfoy's posh, arrogant voice was loud and clear.

Harry's mood quickly soured. He was becoming more and more irritated as the pureblood continued to rant at an obnoxiously loud volume. 'More than qualified?!' I'd rather be taught by the peacock than that little dirty-blooded..."
Harry was fuming and Hermione and Ron couldn't stop him as he marched straight over to tell him off, "Take it back, Malfoy!" Draco shoved him, "Make me Potter!" The blonde smirked as Harry glowered, "You know, Potter, I pity you. No family that cares about you for eleven years and someone finally comes along and it's that freakish ginger woman. You know I saw her reading a muggle book the other day? Can you believe that? " Hermione and Ron held back their furious friend when he lunged forward. Hermione pushed herself in front of him, "What do you have against Anna, Draco? Why are you so rude to her?"

Draco glared, "It's the principal! My father says-" Ron scoffed, "You're father is probably jealous Malfoy and so are you, admit it." Draco scowled. He wasn't Jealous. Really! He smirked, "Why would I be jealous, Weasley? I have both of my parents." Harry's hands were fists. That was it. He was going to punch Draco Malfoy right in the nose.
"Mr. Malfoy! My office. Now. You too, Mr. Potter."

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