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"We Malfoy's do not get scared, Draco, do not be silly."

"Father it hurts!"

"I'm so sorry my little dragon, I wish I could do more for you."

"What the hell do you think you're doing, Lucius?"

"What a pretty little thing, I'm going to have fun with you."

"Be careful Narcissa, he could end the world."

"I'm scared, Theo, I don't wanna die."

"We Black's stick together kid, I'll be there to watch your back whenever you need me to."

Well isn't this just FUN

"There's a Prophecy.." Narcissa whispers, tears filling her eyes. "Pandora Lovegood told me about it before she died, only us Malfoy's know."

"The youngest Malfoy will play a big part in the Dark Lords defeat,

Taking on the same quest the Black traitor was unable to complete.

With a brave expression, he will welcome death

In the last war taking his final breath.

As the boy who lived gazes upon this scene,

He will wipe his enemies clean,

Filled with hurt and anger

The Wizarding world will forever be in danger."

"Oh my baby, my sweet baby.."-

"No, no..what have you done.."

"He's gone mental!"

"You'll regret that Tom."

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"Hey, it's been five years now, I still miss you every single day. Thank you for everything you've done for me."

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Harry sighed as he walked quietly through the halls, the invisibility cloak thrown over him. Ever since he was chosen by the goblet, he and Ron had been having fights over everything and something is definitely up with Malfoy! Maybe he was the one who put hid name in but....he was paler than usual, had eyebags, his hair was dull and he looked like he was stressing over something big, 'which is a shame since his face is usually pre-' Harry pauses, slapping his now red cheeks. 'Gah! What am I thinking?! It's Malfoy!' Harry groans, walking up the stairs to the astonomy tower, he pauses as he hears sniffling 'Someone's here..'

Harry rounds the corner, taking a peak and he sees 'Malfoy!? Wait- is he going to-?' Harry breathes in as he watches Malfoy, his eyes bloodshot and puffy as he moves closer to the edge, swinging his legs. "Stop!" Harry yells suddenly, the words coming out of his mouth before he could stop it. He watches as Malfoy's head snaps up, looking around desperately and pointing his wand in every direction. "Potter? Was that you?" He whispers, his eyes narrowed and Harry realizes belatedly 'Oh, right, my cloak...' . Harry clears his throat as he removes his invisibility cloak, Malfoy gapes like a fish without water before sighing in resignation and muttering under his breath "Right, of course, that makes more sense." Before he looks up again, glaring at Harry, "Potter, what in Merlin's name do you think you're doing spying on me? Run along off to your little mudblood frie nd." He clicks his tongue, rolling his eyes.

Harry narrows his eyes "I wasn't spying on you and I won't leave until I'm sure you won't jump, Malfoy" Now don't get him wrong, he hates Malfoy, but he'd never let the posh prick die if he could stop it. Malfoy huffs, rolling his eyes once again "I'm not going to jump, Potter. I'm just enjoying the view, now go away you psycho." Harry's quiet for a few moments before he takes a few steps and plops down next to Malfoy, he hums, marveling at the stars and an idea pops into his head. "Hey." He turns to Malfoy "You're good at Astronomy, right? Can you show me the constellations?". Malfoy eyes him suspiciously for a few seconds and then let's his shoulders drop, sighing as he starts pointing "Well, that one over there is-" and Harry immediately starts grinning.

They end up sitting there for hours just talking and laughing, sometimes they'd just sit in silence. Eventually Harry's body grows sluggish and Malfoy's yawning, blinking himself awake, 'cute' Harry shakes his head at the sudden thought, stretching and standing up. "We should head back, before Filch comes to check the Astronomy Tower." Malfoy nods his head groggily in agreement "Right, yeah, we should.." and gets up himself. They walk down together, stopping at the entrance "Well Potter, this is where we part ways, I'd say thank you for the company but it was terrible. Tell any one of your friends about this and I'll cut your head off and hand it on a silver platter over to the Dark Lord myself. à la prochaine, Potter."

Harry grins at the threat but soon it turns into confusion at the French 'I didn't know he could speak French?' He frowns slightly waving "Bye Malfoy.". Harry watches him walk away until Malfoy's figure disappears, he starts walking to his own dorm.

Draco sighs as he feels Potter's eyes leave him, he walks straight to Professor Moody's office. 'Oh Potter, why won't you just leave me be...'

𐌕𐋅𐌉𐌔 𐌉𐌔 Ꮭ𐌵𐌔𐌕 𐌕𐋅𐌄 𐌁𐌄Ᏽ𐌉𐌍𐌍𐌉𐌍Ᏽ

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"Merlin, I'm knackered!" Draco groans for the fifth time that morning, placing his head on the table. Astoria, the sweet girl, moves his breakfast away so that it doesn't get in his hair, Draco mutters a quiet 'thanks'.

"Yes, staying up until the crack of dawn chatting with 'Professor Moody' would do that to a person." Pansy rolls her eyes, Blaise snickers next to her and Theo passes Draco a pepper up without batting an eye. "Honestly, I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you didn't meet him every night so that you can get some sleep. In fact, I'm almost 100% sure that's exactly what he's been telling you." She gives him a pointed look and he flushes.

"I haven't seen him in years, okay? I'm just...catching up on some bonding time.." He pouts, resting his cheek on the palm of his hand.

"Yes, Dray, we know, but you're going to give yourself bags if you keep this up and we all know you'll throw a right fit if you do." Daphne sighs.

"Salazar forbid the day you find a wrinkle or worse, a grey hair." Blaise chuckles. "Believe it or not, I'm glad you're actually spending time with him, it's nice you've finally got your dad back."

"See Blaise, this is why you're my favorite!" The blonde sighs dramatically, placing the back of his hand on his forehead and laying his hand on his shoulder. "The only one who understands me."

Blaise laughs, patting his head. Daphne clears her throat and all their gazes immediately snaps to her.

"Speaking of 'Professor Moody', do you guys think Potter actually managed to put his name in? I keep hearing those Gryffindorks praising him or they give him glares, I'm pretty sure Weasley isn't talking to him either." She snorts.

"Huh? Potter and Weasley are not friends anymore?" Pansy scoffs "Because of a dumb competition? That is the most shittiest thing to ever fight about."

"Seconded."

"Agreed."

"Hear hear."

Astoria, Blaise and Theo all say at the same time, their gazes snapping to one another and burst out in a fit of laughs.

"Goodness, imagine so brain dead that you believe Potter put his name in." Draco snorts, shaking his head disbelievingly. "I mean think about it. The age limit is 17, Potter's 14, there's absolutely no way for him to be able to do it. Even if you think that someone older from the other schools did it, there can only be one champion for each school, which there is. That means that it's either someone from a different school than the ones attending, or there's an adult, a teacher of sorts, in this play as well."

"You sound quite passionate about this." Theo raises an eyebrow curiously.

"Of course! This is so stupid, I've been talking about it all night with Dad, we're trying to figure out who it is." Draco frowns, crossing his arms. "We haven't managed to figure out who it is yet, but we.." He glances around, making sure no one's looking their way before his voice drops into a whisper "We suspect it might be something to do with You-know-who, Dad's arm's been tingling recently, he thinks he's coming back..."

Their gazes all snap to him and their faces pale, eyes widening.

"What? You're sure?" Pansy hisses, clenching the fabric of her skirt.

"We're 80% sure.." He nods "and since 'wormtail' has been showing up at the manor...a lot of death eaters have been making themselves known once again."

"Merlin's soggy balls.." Theo mutters "What the hell are we going to do?"

"I've got a few ideas..." Draco runs a hand over his face "I've got to go into hiding, if he finds out about the you-know-what, we'll be in trouble...but I've got a few ideas on what the rest of you can do in the meantime-"

"Oh, good morning everyone!" Luna hums and takes a seat by the Slytherin table. "So many wrackspurts here this morning."

They all share a glance, practically saying 'we'll talk about this later' before they all turn to her with 'good mornings' and smiles.

Draco immediately starts making a plate for her. "How was your sleep, cousin? Have those nasty Ravenclaw's bothered you again?"

"No, I think you've scared them away." She smiles, accepting the plate. " Thank you."

"Never you mind." He waves his hand dismissively "Dad says you should come visit him some time, he's got a few pictures of Aunt Panda and Uncle Xeno of them back in school."

"Oh, how wonderful! I'll be sure to visit him tonight then." She claps her hands together excitedly, nodding her head.

"Anyway, we should be getting ready for classes now, see ya later loons." Blaise stands up, the rest of them follow.

"Yeah, bye Lovegood." Pansy ruffles Luna's and Draco's hair "See you in class Dray, don't take too long now."

"Sod off already." The latter scowls, glaring at her for ruining his hair.

"Bye Pansy!" Luna chirps happily, a smile on her face and she finishes her breakfast.

Draco looks to her with a soft smile.

"Are you ready to go?" Once she nods, he stands up, offering her his hand "Come, I'll walk you to your dorm."

"Draco." Pansy groans as she plops into her seat next to him for their last lesson of the day. "Why in Salazar's beard has Potter been glancing at you for the better part of the day."

"Hm?" He hums, glancing up at looking at Harry, their eyes lock and Harry immediately lowers his gaze, his cheeks flushing darker. Draco lets out a confused sound, his brows furrowed confusedly before his eyes light up in realization.

"Oh, you see." He turns back to her "Last night, before I went to meet Dad, I ran into Potter and well...we kinda talked for a bit. I bet he's confused since we managed to have a normal conversation without hexing or insulting each other." He snorts.

"What?" Her head snaps to him so fast, she might as well have broken her neck "and you never thought to mention anything about this for the whole day?" She hisses.

"No?" He rolls his eyes "Why would I? It's not any of your business, now is it?"

"Merlin, you idiot! What if this is the part where the you-know-what starts coming true, he's gonna try to make conversation with you and then start caring and then all the rest will flow and boom! Good bye Wizarding world."

"Oh, stop worrying so much, Pans." He rolls his eyes "I'll just start insulting him again and then everything will go back to normal, alright? You can't think I'm that reckless, now can you?"

"Draco, when you were 4 you decided to hang on your Dad's chandelier and blast muggle music while you started swinging." She deadpans and her eyes light up, Draco eyes her suspiciously.

"What's with that look on your face? I don't like it. Stop whatever nonsense plan you've come up with right this instance." He huffs, narrowing his eyes.

"Fat chance!" She grins mischievously. "I'm telling your dad."

"What? No! You'll tell him something like Potter's been making heart eyes at me all day, then he'll take you seriously and watch Potter who's watching me, then he'll get all overprotective and start making class worse Har-Potter! I meant Potter.." He clears his throat, flushing.

"Oh? Harry, now is it?" She cackles, nudging his side with a grin

"Sod off, I mean it Pansy, don't tell Dad!" He glares at her, a scowl on his face.

"Shhh, pay attention to class." She giggles, shushing him when the Professor walks in.

Merlin can't even save you now Har-POTTER! is his last thought before he starts taking notes.

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“Out with it, Harry.” Hermione sighs as she closes her book, raising her head to stare at Harry with an unimpressed look.

Harry has been staring at her for the past five minutes, his leg bouncing impatiently, without a word out of his mouth.

“ItalkedtoMalfoylastnightwithoutfightingandheshowedmetheconstellations!” Harry blurts out, his eyes wide as he registers his own words.

“I'm- excuse me?” She leans back in shock “say that again. But slower, please”

“I went out for a walk because I couldn't sleep–”

“Harry!” Hermione chides “You could've gotten caught, you're breaking rules too! Isn't it already enough that no one believes you?”

“I had my cloak, no one could see me!” He defends.

“Oh Harry, you're a hopeless case.” She sighs, shaking her head “Alright then, carry on. What's the problem?”

“Well.” He huffs “So then I went to the Astronomy and when I got there I heard crying, and guess who it was? Malfoy.”

“Malfoy?” She gapes “Malfoy was crying? Are you sure you weren't hearing anything?”

“Yes! His eyes were red and it looked like he was gonna jump, so I yelled out for him to stop, as much as we both hate each other there was no way I'd let him die if I could stop it. He said–”

‘This is gonna be a long day’ Hermione sighs internally as she listens to Harry ramble ‘he's more interested in this than The Triwizard Tournament’

“I cannot believe you!”

“Dad!” Draco whines “It wasn't a big deal–”

“And then you came to me straight after?! What if I caught something?!” Barty shrieks dramatically “Why are all the Black’s I know all going for a Potter, am I cursed?! Are you cursed?!”

“Will you stop being so dramatic?” He groans, dragging his hands over his face in exasperation.

‘I am so getting Pansy back for this, the little snitch’

“Other than that!” Barty raises a finger to silence her, a frown on his face “You're supposed to stay away from Potter, you know what happens if the two of you manage to even tolerate each other for a while…”

“Yeah, I know..” A sigh escapes his lips as he picks her nails

“You have to be careful, Kid..”

“I will.”

“In any case–” Barty sighs “Have you seen anything important yet?”

“No, just the same as last time. Diggory dying, Voldemort coming back, you dying..” He mutters, pursing his lips into a straight line

“Right. Of course…” Barty hums in thought, tapping his fingers on the desk. “Well, at least we know it's Pettigrew that's bringing you-know-who back, so if we can get our hands on him..”

“Do you think we can prove Sirius' innocence if we hand Pettigrew in?” Draco interrupts, wondering out loud.

“I suppose..” Barty pauses “Although, knowing the Ministry, if they find out Black was innocent, they'll try to cover it up out of embarrassment since they never gave Black a trial and he was immediately sent to Azkaban with no proof. If the rest of the Wizarding world finds out about it, there'll be a riot.” He snorts

“Merlin, imagine how that would go.” Draco snickers

“Draco Narcissa Regulus Rosier!” Pansy shrieks as she barges into the Slytherin boy's dorm room. She could hear snickers behind her as she fumes.

“How do you know my full name?” Draco gapes, looking at her for a moment before bursting out in laughter “I'm sorry, I can't take you seriously like that!”

“My hair is pink! PINK!” She hisses, sending him a stinging hex which he, unfortunately, manages to dodge.

“Next time–” He huffs “you'll think twice about snitching on me to Dad. Do you know how long I had to listen to his complaining? Four hours! I'm sure you can survive a few hours with pink hair.” He snarks, smirking in satisfaction when he hears both Theo and Blaise laughing as they see Pansy's hair.

“You're such a petty prick! I have a date later!” She groans, tugging on her pink hair and stomping around the room.

“I don't know, Pansy, I kind of like it.” Blaise shrugs, a barely concealed grin of appeal on his face

“I'm sure you'll survive, Pans.” Theo covers his snort with a cough “Plus, how is the guy supposed to like you if he can't even like your nice hair?”

“You're all idiots. I'm going to ask Daphne to fix my hair.” She grumbles, slamming the door behind her as she stomps out, you can still hear her grumbling as she walks over to the girls' dorms

“Really? Pink hair?” Theo turns to Draco in amusement.

“She hates pink, says it looks so girly.” He snickers in reply “though, I was planning on making it a bright yellow.”

“I think she might actually have considered killing you, if you did.” Blaise shakes his head with a small laugh.

“Nah, she loves me too much for that..”

“Have you gotten everything ready, Wormtail?”

“Y-y-yes. O-of course I did.” The rat stutters, looking forward at the blonde man whose back was facing him.

“You best make sure not to mess this up. We cannot keep our…Lord waiting…” The blonde man instructs “Soon, Harry Potter's rein shall come to an end…”

“Barty Crouch Sr. has been found dead!” A ghost shrieks as he flies all around Hogwarts “Run for your lives! All of you are next!”

Whispers and mumbling breaks out between the houses, some shouting in outrage and immediately leaving to owl their parents.

“It looks like both Harry Potter and Cedric Diggory have caught the cup! Oh, what's this–Where did–They’re gone!”

Thud

“Voldemort is back! He tried to kill us!”

“What do you mean you can't do anything?! The kid almost died! He's coming back with us!”

Sirius Black proven innocent? Peter Pettigrew found alive and guilty! What does this mean for the ministry? A trial for Sirius Black!

Recent discoveries show that an anonymous person had dropped an alive Peter Pettigrew in front of the ministry–

Draco jumps up awake with a gasp, holding a hand to his chest and his eyes shine a bright blue before disappearing once again, sweat running down the side of his face.

“Salazar..was that..my father…?” He gulps, clutching his head.

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Draco sighs as he rubs his hands down his face, staring absentmindedly at his uneaten plate of food. The Great hall was bustling with early morning chatter, he could feel his friends' worried gaze on the side of his face, not to mention both his Dad and Godfather's.

"If you stare at me any longer, I'll develop a hole on the side of my head." He mumbles to them, blowing a stray piece of blonde hair away from his face.

"Can you blame us, darling?" Pansy sighs worriedly, sharing a glance with Theo and Blaise. "You look like you haven't slept in weeks. I've even seen Potter looking over here a few times."

"Potter?" Draco's head snaps up, just in time to see Har–Potter's head turn away. "How long has he been looking here?"

"A while. Maybe for the past five minutes or so, he glances and then goes back to talking to his lackeys." Theo snorts from beside him, pushing his plate closer. "Eat or we're sending a letter to your Mother."

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." Draco sighs before shoving a piece of toast in his mouth.

"So? Are you planning on telling us what's made you so...out of sort?" Blaise questions silently, lest the other Slytherin's eavesdrop.

"I saw my Father." He murmurs, rubbing his temples. "Doesn't look like we have much time left. I'll have to get the rat soon."

"Shite." Theo curses quietly, all of them silently agreeing with the sentiment. "What happens when you catch him?"

"Well, I'll try to see if I can get Sirius free and if they try to deny me, I'll make it publicly known that he's been imprisoned for twelve years with no trial whatsoever. I'll even recruit Skeeter if I need to." He huffs, tapping the table in thought. "Once Sirius is free, Harry will go live with him and I won't have to worry about their safety, if I can get Lupin into the mix that'll be even better."

"Then I can slowly start letting the rest back into their lives again." He hums. " Still deciding if I should get Mary though.."

"For someone who claims not to care, you've sure thought this over a lot." Blaise chortles, Theo and Pansy snickering along with him. 

"Oh, stuff it Zabini." The blonde scowls, rolling his eyes.

"Oh, don't mind him darling." Pansy grins playfully. "He's only jealous he's not got a brain as wonderful as yours."

"Psh–As if, you troublesome Witch." Blaise laugh softly as he notices Draco's preening. "If I had a brain like Draco's, I'd probably kill everyone that steps within five meters of me."

"Exactly why you don'tt." Daphne huffs as she slides in besides Theo, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "Good morning, handsome."

"Morning Daph." Theo smiles shyly up at her, both of them ignoring Astoria and Draco's fake retching.

"It is way too early for PDA." Draco grimaces, wrinkling his nose.

"Says you." Astoria laughs, nudging his leg under the table with her foot. "Mr. I'm willing to risk the world for a conversation with Harry Potter."

"Shut up, you wretched witch." Draco hisses, his face flushing as they all laugh at his expense. "Oh, har bloody har. Laugh it up, why don't you."

"We should probably get ready for class." Theo laughs softly, patting Draco's shoulder.

"What? But we just got here." Daphne whines, a pout adorning her face.

"Not out fault you two decided to oversleep." Blaise rolls his eyes. "We've been here for at least an hour now."

"Anddd I didd wake you up before I left." Pansy drawls, her eyebrows raised in a silent question.

"It's not my fault." Daphne sticks out her tongue. "Tori did not want to wake up."

"Don't blame this on me." Her sister gasps. "You were the one that took forever in the bathroom."

"Stop lying." Daphne scowls, clicking her tongue. "I took the appropriate amount of time in the bathroom."

"Ladies, ladies. You're both pretty, yes?" Blaise laughs, patting Astoria's head. "It's alright, Theo and I will stay here with you while you eat while Pansy and Draco head back."

"Oh, will you Theo?" Daphne turns to the boy in question with a hopeful look.

"Sure, I don't mind." Theo smiles down at her, kissing her hair as he shrugs. "I don't have anything that I really need to do before class anyway."

"Alright then." Pansy raises her eyebrows in amusement. "We'll see you lot in class."

"Yeah, Charms first, with Gryffindors. Professor Flitwick wants us to partner up with one of them." Blaise grumbles, all of their eyes snap to Draco with a grimace.

"Okay, wow." The blonde blinks. "What are those looks for? I'll find someone other than Potter."

"Oh please, knowing your luck, Professor Flitwick will probably tell you two to partner up." Astoria laughs softly, raising an eyebrow as she gestures her head to their friends who are playing Rock–Paper–Scissors.

"What the hell guys?" Draco huffs, shaking his head.

"Well, someonee here has to partner up with Potter so that you don't." Pansy curses lightly as she and Daphne tie for the third time.

"Speaking of partners–" Daphne pauses in the game as she raises an eyebrow. "What happened to Greg and Vince?"

"Homework." All the boys replied with a snort.

"Ah, makes sense–Yes!" Daphne cheers as she wins, high-fiving Theo, Pansy bangs her head on the table.

"Merlin save us all. I'm going to kill Potter if he ruins my grades." She huffs.

"There, there. All will be alright. Maybe." Draco laughs as he stands up. "See you guys in class."

Pansy stands up to follow him, grumbling all the way back to the dorms.

"I'll take Potter." Pansy grumbles, her arms crossed over her chest as everyone roams around, looking for their partner. She scowls at Potter when he gives her bewildered look. "Come now, Potty. I haven't gotten all day."

Her friends snicker around her as they all take their own partners. Draco with Longbottom, Blaise with Weasley, Daphne with Granger, Theo with Finnigan, Greg with Thomas and Vince with Parvati. Such a bother.

"So.." Potter trails off, looking awkward as he stands besides her. "Why'd you choose me to be your partner? I was pretty sure you'd rather kiss Headmaster Dumbledore's foot than interact with me."

"Hey!" Pansy gasps in mock surprise. "You've actually got a brain. How did you know?"

"Other than the fact that you glare at me every time I walk pass?" He sighs, his eyebrow twitching.

"Oh, don't be dramatic, Potty. Anyway, your voice bores me." She rolls her eyes. "Let's just get this over with so that you can get out of my presence."

"Fine, whatever."

"Longbottom." Draco sniffs, scrutinizing him.

"Malfoy.." The timid boy stammers back.

"You're not absolutely pants at Charms like you are with potions, yes?"

"No, I uh–I think I'm pretty good with Charms." Longbottom mumbles, fidgeting with his sleeves.

"Good, I won't have you holding me back. Understand?" Draco huffs, placing a hand on his hip.

"I–I won't!"

"Weasel." 

"Zabini."

The two glare at each other for a few solid seconds before both look away.

"Let's just get this over with so I don't have to look at your house's horrid color's anymore."

"Agreed."

"Hello, Granger. Lovely being able to work with you." Daphne smiles warmly at the brunette, being the only one so far that's happy with their partner, holding her hand out. "I hope we'll be able to work well together."

"Yes, I suppose." Granger glances warily at her before taking her hand for a shake. "So long as you'll be able to keep up with me."

"Oh, you're so on, Granger."

"Finnigan, hopefully your Charm grades have improved overnight." Theo smiles thinly at the other boy.

"Hopefully your ego has gone down?" The other boy reiterated, snorting.

"As soon as we're done with this class I'm going to kick your arse."

"I'd love to see you try, Nott."

"Hey, big guy. Ready to use that brain of yours?" Thomas grins as he takes his place besides Greg, patting his shoulder.

"Sure." Greg agrees gruffly.

"Hello Vincent." Parvati smiles shyly, a light tint to her cheeks.

"Hey Patil. Excited for class?" He questions.

"Yeah, I wonder what Professor Flitwick wants us to do. And why'd we have to partner up with the opposite house for it." She hums thoughtfully.

"Eh, I guess he'll tell us soon anyway." Vincent shrugs, keeping his gaze forward.

"Yeah...."

"Alright! Good morning class!" Professor Flitwick greets as he stands before them. "I'm sure all of you are wondering what we're doing today and why the specific partner choosing."

He clears his throat, pacing in front of them.

"Well, why you're choosing different house as your partners is because the Headmaster has decided he wants to include inter house solidarity this year, frankly I agree with the sentiment. He thinks it would be a good choice for everyone to look past their hatred for one another and try to get along." The Professor explains, giving pointed looks to somee of them. 

"As for what spells you're going to be doing, today we'll start with scourgify, the cleaning charm. Usually we don't have partners for these things but I'm sure we can work around it." He mumbles the last part to himself. "I want all of you to take an object from your partner and try to cast the scourgify charm. Like this." He takes a random cup from his desk, casting the spell.

"If you've gotten the spell, don't forget to help your partner and whoever you can around you. If you need help don't be shy to ask." He walks back to his desk, letting everyone work on their own while he observes them. "Good luck all. Reminder, this will be extra points for your end of year results."

"Oh, this is sure to end well.."