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Sweetie Belle and the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
34
Sweetie Belle, Janna, Phineas and Deuce left McGonagall's Transfiguration class.
The Pegasus pranced in place. "I think this is my favorite class. Prof. McGonagall has to be my favorite teacher." He stopped prancing and smiled. "Well, from all the normal teachers. Prof. Heart is way awesome too. Did you know she's actually willing to give me proper flying lessons?" His wings flapped and the small equine lifted off the ground.
Sweetie Belle giggled, as did Janna while Deuce shrugged. "Flying lessons from a Pegasus? That's perfect for you. Personally I like Prof. Flitwick best." The boy replied. "Zwei really liked Prof Blackwood."
The unicorn tapped her chin. "I think I like... all the teachers. All for different reasons of course. I can't say I have a favorite, other than Prof. Binns. I think it's because he's a ghost and I don't like ghosts."
"That, and his classes are 'dead' boring." Deuce added, his friends all groaning in agony from the horrible pun.
"Oh come on now." Janna lightly punched his shoulder. "He's not that bad. No student has ever died of boredom in hos class. Sides, Prof. Sprout is my favorite. I guess I like Prof. Snape too. Those two classes go hand in hand."
The students chattered away as they headed down the hall toward the library. They all needed a few extra books for their homework.
This continued till Deuce spotted Adalade Crouch walking down an intersecting hall, oddly not heading too or from the library. Her face was buried in a book. "And then there's Adalade. She just studies all the time. I think she's got the highest grades in every class she's in." The boy commented.
"She's not in Heart Magic class." Sweetie Belle pointed out. "Which is strange because the rest of the school is, even the other teachers show up for her lessons when they can."
"Well, she's about as friendly as a goblin, that one." Phineas replied.
As they reached the intersection, Sweetie Belle paused, looking down at the floor. "Hey, is that what I think it is?" She pointed a tiny hoof at something gold and sparkly on the floor.
There was just a tiny trace amount of it, but the filly recognized the glittery dust anywhere. She looked back and forth. She had no idea where the dust came from or which direction it was going. "Phin, with me. Janna, Deuce, go that way. Try to see if you can't find the source or where the trail starts."
The pair of humans nodded and took off. They both knew the ramifications of the glitterdust. That stuff was just plain bad news.
The pair of ponies headed off the other way.
Phineas galloped along next to Sweetie Belle. "Maybe we should call a teacher, unless someone else is just using some as a prank. It's not unheard of after all."
Sweetie Belle's eyes were narrowed, her horn glowing. The glow from her horn caught the glitter just nicely to make it show up more clearly. "If it's a prank, then we're all fine. But what if it's whoever sent a bunch of us those envelopes and maybe even those two who tried to capture me?"
"Prankster, that'd be fine." Phin nodded. "Bad guys? What would we do, considering this is inside the school. Whoever we might be following has to be a witch or wizard."
The pair had to agree with that. Rounding the next corner, they nearly collided with a pair of legs that was walking away from them.
"Hey!" A girl almost growled at the ponies. "Watch where you're going, and no running in the halls."
It was Adalade.
"Sorry." Sweetie called out as she slowed a little and cantered past the girl, then slowed to a complete stop, searching the floor. "The trail's all gone."
Phineas frowned and looked around, then up at Adalade. A few telltale specks of dust was on one of her sleeves. "Sweetie Belle. It's coming from Adalade."
Sweetie Belle spun around, looking at the girl who was glaring at the pair of small equines. "Adalade?"
"That's my name, and I'd appreciate if you didn't speak it anymore." She then looked to where they were looking, at her sleeve... and the glitterdust that stained the tip. "What? I am researching the stuff. I didn't like getting a face-full and I'm trying to find a way to protect myself should someone try to prank me again."
"Oh..." Sweetie Belle frowned. "That makes sense." She smiled up at the tall girl. "Maybe you could teach us too?"
"No, I don't think so. If you want to learn, you can do your own research." She stepped around the pair and continued on her way, after making sure no more glitterdust came off her sleeve, thus ending the trail.
Phineas snorted in annoyance. "Well, that was a waste of time." He started on his way back toward the intersection so he could get to the library for the books he needed. "You coming Sweetie?" He glanced back and saw his friend watching Adalade. "Sweetie Belle?"
"Hmm?" She looked back over her shoulder. "Oh, sorry. I was just wandering, where did she even get any glitterdust?"
Shrugging, Phineas rejoined Sweetie Belle. "You can always go ask her."
"Hmm, I don't know. She's the least likable person here. I think she's actually worse than you were when you were a human."
"Really?" Phin blinked. "Why's that?"
Sweetie Belle smiled cutely at the colt, causing Phin to blush a little. "Simple. Even when you were the bad boy, you still wanted to hang out with others, even if they were just your minions in your eyes at the time. Adalade isn't even remotely interested in any sort of social contact." She frowned. "That, and she's a liar." He eyes narrowed dangerously.
"How do you figure that?" The colt looked down the hall after the girl.
"The book she was reading."
Phineas was at a loss. He narrowed his eyes and focused on the book itself. His Pegasus 'hawk' vision coming in really helpful. "Hmm, I think that's a book on curses."
"Curses, Jinxes and Hexes, and How Best to Use Them." Sweetie Belle replied. "I saw the title when we were talking. How would curses, jinxes and hexes help protect you from glitterdust?"
"So, maybe she's studying for DAtDA?"
"She said, and I quote 'I am researching the stuff'. Am, as in present tense, not was or will be." The filly started following the girl, keeping at a safe distance to keep from being heard. "That, and she just seems to dislike everyone."
Phin sighed and joined Sweetie Belle. "And what if she's just doing something for some extra credit?"
With a shrug, Sweetie Belle kept on the trail. "And if she's not?"
Adalade turned a corner and vanished from view. The ponies hurried on their way to catch up, peeking around the corner and spotting the girl slipping into a room across the hall.
The pair hurried over and peeked through the slightly ajar door. They couldn't see anyone inside, not from their angle. Nor hear anyone.
Phin nudged the door open and poked his head in.
"Phin, be careful." Sweetie Belle was worried. She wasn't too sure, but she thought that the rooms in this hallway were all just storage rooms.
"She's not in here." He pushed the door open and stepped in fully.
Sweetie Belle followed, her tail swishing in agitation. Looking about, there were no other doors or windows, and the various boxes didn't really offer any good hiding places.
Sweetie Belle sniffed the air. She could just smell the hint of body odor. "She's in here." The filly pulled out her wand, holding it in her magic. Seeing this, Phineas pulled his wand out, holding it with a wing.
"Where?" Phin tried sniffing, and catching the smell as well. Both ponies ears swiveled, scanning the room for anything that was out of the ordinary that their eyes and noses might miss.
The door slammed shut suddenly. "Obliviate!"
...
"Sweetie Belle? Phineas? What are you doing sitting in a storage closet?" Deuce walked in on the pair. "Were you snogging?"
The ponies blinked a few times, seemingly confused. "I... I don't remember." Phineas spoke a little numbly.
Deuce knelt down and muttered a spell under his breath. After looking at the glow on the tip of his wand, he frowned deeply. "They've been hit by some memory modifying charm, I think. Maybe a memory erase charm." He looked up at Janna. "We need to get them to the infirmary. If we can recover their memories, then we can find out what happened."
Sweetie Belle was still holding her wand in her magic. The Lunar Wand started to glow on its own, encompassing Sweetie Belle's horn, then her head.
The filly's eyes snapped open wide. "Adalade!"
"What?" The human children both turned and stared at their unicorn friend. "Adalade? Did she do this to you?"
Sweetie Belle was recalling it all now. "Yea. She was the one who left that glitterdust. We followed her into this room and she got the jump on us. She cast some spell and then everything went blank. Did she hit us with a stun spell?" Her eyes snapped over to Phineas. "Oh no, Phin? Phin! Are you alright?"
"Who are you?" He asked dully.
"N-no..." Sweetie Belle took a step back. "Phineas, it's me, Sweetie Belle. You know me. We're friends."
"Sweetie Belle? I don't know... Wait... I remember you now..." His eyes darkened and narrowed. "You're that filthy little farm beast that McGonagall's allowed to attend at Hogwarts." He froze, suddenly seeming to realize he was looking the tiny filly in the eyes.
Holding up a hoof, the colt screamed in rage. "What have you done to me?" He roared and went to tackle Sweetie Belle, but suddenly had something grab him by the scruff of the neck and lift him off the floor. "Wh..." His eyes went wide as the gigantic Deuce was holding onto him. Phineas' wings and little legs flailed helplessly. "Let go of me. Do you know who I am?"
"Yea." Deuce drew his wand, a frown on his face. "Sorry about this buddy. Dormitabis!" Instantly, Phineas fell asleep.
To Be Continued...