The Tutor

The Tutor

Story:

Prologue

The three girls smothered their giggles as they removed the bear jar filled with honey from the cupboard. One girl walked quietly to another cupboard and grabbed the bag of marshmallows and the other tiptoed towards one of the bathrooms and gathered some Q-tips and toilet paper. She then crept back to the kitchen bearing a large grin.

One girl - obviously the leader - motioned with her hands to follow her. She flipped her two braided ponytails over her shoulder and snuck towards another room, with the other two behind her.

As they entered the room they saw a snoring brown haired girl lying on her back, drool dribbling down her chin. The leader signaled the girls to surround the sleeping young woman. She took out the honey and mouthed to the girls to watch.

She uncapped the bear, and started - very slowly - to pour the honey in the girl's hair, around her face, and down her body, using up most of the sweet, sticky honey. She then pointed her finger at the girl holding the Q-tips.

Nodding, the girl started placing the Q-tips in her hair as a crown. She stifled her giggles and grinned at her friends.

The other girl was shaking in mirth, but nodded. She unrolled the toilet paper and started to place it on the honey, so it would stick. She then pulled out a secret weapon - aluminum foil. The other girls doubled over, as she very quietly started to rip it up in little squares and started to put them around the Q-tips in the girl's hair.

The leader smirked and added the last touch. She placed marshmallows in the leftover honey surrounding her body.

The three girls stepped back to admire their work. They gave each other high fives. When the girls' victim started to stir, they panicked. One girl grabbed the bag for the marshmallows, one other grabbed the bear, and the last grabbed the foil and roll of toilet paper and scuttled out the room.

Giggling, the girls ran into the leader's room and shut the door.

"That was - perfect!" exclaimed Alyssa Jean Miller as she flopped down onto the leader's bed.

Lindsay Bryant smirked, "I agree. The Marauders would be so jealous of us!"

"Aye, they would," grinned Lily Evans. "AJ, I can't believe you brought foil! She's gonna freak!"

"Hey, I can't help it. She's a total -" AJ was cut off by Lily's older sister screaming at the top of her lungs.

"In beds!" whispered Lily urgently.

They all jumped up and scuttled towards their appropriate beds, stuffing their accessories in the beds also. The girls listened to the Evans' discussion outside of Lily´s door.

"Mum, it was Lily! I know it; she's had it in for me since she came home from that - freak school!" said Lily's older sister.

Mrs. Evans sighed. "Petty, dear, please think. Lily has her friends here, she wouldn't do that. And besides, Lily's a good little girl. She'd never do such a thing, dear!"

"Your mother is right, Petunia. Lily is a sweet little girl. She's too sweet to do this!" her father told her.

Petunia growled. "You always go with her! I have honey in my hair, and you're smiling!"

"Look, Petunia. The girls are trying to sleep, so give them peace," her mother said, getting angry.

"Fine, but I swear, if any of those - freaks come near me, I'm leaving and never coming back!" shouted Petunia. She then stormed back to her room, her feet making funny squelching noises.

The Evans' snuck a look into their youngest daughter's room and saw the three girls' eyes shut tightly. They shook their heads, shut the door and walked back to their room.

Lily opened her eyes. "I'm sorry, you guys. Petunia's been on the fringe ever since I let slip that I was a witch to her boyfriend, that pig-headed Vernon Dursley."

"Don't worry Lily," AJ said quietly, opening her eyes. "We all have shitty sisters like that."

"Alyssa," Lindsay hissed, "language."

"Lindsay," both Lily and AJ said at the same time, rolling their eyes from their beds.

Lindsay sighed. "I'm sorry. You know how much I hate language like that."

"So," forced AJ, "let's start a new topic! Tomorrow we start our sixth year at Hogwarts. Have any of you heard who the new Head Boy and Girl are going to be?"

"No," said Lily. "But I know I'm going to be a Prefect this year - again."

AJ and Lindsay grinned, got out of their beds and hopped onto Lily's. "That's great!" they both congratulated.

"You know," Lindsay said, smiling at Lily, "you're a shoe-in for Head Girl next year. No one else in our year have grades like yours. Unless something happens and you end up dying - which won't happen - you will be Head Girl."

"Think so?"

AJ nodded furiously. "Of course! Even though all your studying has tanked your social status, you are gonna be Head Girl and not to mention popular!"

Lily blushed bright red. "I can't be popular. You guys know how I am in large crowds; I feel like I want to vomit."

"Remember last year's feast?" AJ suddenly asked, grinning, a mischievous glint in her hazel eyes. "Dumbledore said Lily's name and told her to stand, and when the Hall started clapping - politely, of course - Lily ended up retching on poor Frank Longbottom and not to mention Peter Pettigrew!"

"Oh, Gods, AJ, you've upset Lily!" Lindsay hissed and put her arm around the now ruby red Lily. "It's alright. No one noticed."

"No one noticed? The whole school saw and started clapping again! It was a huge thing last year, Lindsay. The red-haired Prefect throwing up on a famous Marauder - it was huge!"

"Alyssa, please, don't upset her!" Lindsay warned her face in a scowl.

"Alright, Lindsay, I'll stop. Sheesh, don't throw a hissy fit," sulked AJ. "Oh, and Lindsay? Alyssa is not my name. You know that."

"I do," Lindsay grinned. "I just love pushing your buttons."

"Lindsay!"

"Guys, stop! You're going to get my parent's back here!" Lily said sternly. "Now get in your own beds and sleep so we won't miss the Hogwarts Express!"

"Sorry," both girls muttered as they got off Lily's bed and got in theirs.

"Night, Lily, Lindsay."

"Goodnight AJ, Lily."

"Night, AJ, Lindsay. Sleep tight, don't let Petty bite."

The Next Morning...

"Wake up, sleepy heads!" chirped Mrs. Evans as she drew the curtains back from Lily's bay window.

"Ugh," all three girls moaned.

Lily, Lindsay, and AJ finally got up at around seven-thirty. They all took showers, groomed themselves, and put anything they forgot in their trunks, and then went down to breakfast at around nine o'clock.

"Finally the little pranksters are up," Petunia muttered crossly as she ate her breakfast.

AJ smirked at Petunia. "Whatever do you mean, Petunia?"

Petunia huffed as the girls ate a quick breakfast.

All too soon, it was ten o'clock- time for them to head out to King's Cross.

Mrs. Evans had finally convinced Petunia to ride along with them - though Lily was sure her mother had bribed her sister.

"Get in, get in, don't want to be late!" ushered Mr. Evans as he loaded the girls' trunks into their van.

"Girls, some guy the other day while we were at Diagon Alley said the most stupid pick-up line ever!" AJ exclaimed as she buckled the seatbelt.

Lily and Lindsay grinned. "What'd he say?"

"It's gross, so be warned," she grinned. Petunia clambered into the vehicle and grudgingly sat next to her. "He said... 'My love for you is like diarrhea - I can't hold it in.'"

Both girls burst out laughing while Petunia made a face. "Couldn't you have said that when you got on your freakish train?"

"Nope, Petunia. I just said it to spite you. Like the way you do to my friend...maybe you know her. Lily," AJ said angrily.

"Hush," Lily hissed. "Don't get her started, AJ, she's mad."

"Girls, calm down. We'll be there soon."

Forty-five minutes later they arrived at King's Cross. After kisses and hugs from the Evans' to the girls, they made their way to the Platform, and onto the train.

"Ah, free at last!" Lindsay cried, falling onto the seat in one of the compartments.

"Don't be so sure," came a voice from the door. The girls turned to see who it was and groaned.

It was Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy.