"Niki!" Harry called, searching through the school. She wasn't in Gryffindor Tower; I got a girl to check the dorms. "Niki!" Harry called again. He looked out a window into the rain, wondering where she could be, and noticed a dark shape next to the lake. I dark shape with red hair. "Niki!" Harry yelled, sprinting downstairs and out the oak front doors.
He had some trouble sprinting once he was outside, because the lawn had been transformed into a mud bath from the rain. He eventually made it to the lake, and there was Niki, no cloak, in short sleeves and shorts, covered with mud and shivering, sitting in the mud.
"Niki." Harry panted. "What are you doing out here?"
"Go away Harry." she said, refusing to look at him.
"Niki, nothing that Malfoy said is worth listening to." Harry insisted.
"But it was true." Niki said softly.
"What did he say?" Harry asked.
"I asked if he wanted to be friends. He asked why he would ever want to be friends with me. So I said to help keep him from going dark like his father and becoming a Death Eater. He said that his father wasn't dark, and that at least he had a father. So then I said that Dadfoot had told me that they were right in You-Know-Who's inner circle, and that I did have a father. I had Moomy and Dadfoot. He told me that calling them Moomy and Dadfoot was stupid, and that they're not really our parents. They're just some men who had to take us in because our parents were idiots and got themselves killed because their friends liked Voldemort better than them."
"Why does this make you so upset?" Harry asked.
"Because he was right. Maybe not about them being idiots, but he was right that Moomy and Dadfoot aren't our parents. And it is stupid to call them that. Their names are Moony and Padfoot. I might as well start using them."
"Niki, Malfoy wasn't right about any of that. Sirius and Remus love it when you call them Moomy and Dadfoot. Don't change that." Harry said, hugging Niki. "Now come on, let's get back inside before we both get sick." he helped Niki to her feet. As they walked back towards the castle, Harry swore ultimate revenge on Draco Malfoy. He thought he was kidding? Well, Malfoy's about to wish that he went to Durmstrange.
"Hey, Crabbe." Harry said to the oversized, gorilla-like boy. "What's the password to your common room?"
"Uh, Slytherin." Crabbe said.
"Great thanks." Harry replied, and hurried away before Crabbe could realize what he'd done.
"Fred, George!" Harry called down the Gryffindor table. "I need your help..."
"WHAT THE HECK?" A Ravenclaw girl yelled as most of the Slytherins arrived at breakfast the next morning around the same time.
Harry had to stuff his fist into his mouth to stop from giving a very loud laugh, that would pretty much tell the hall that he was responsible.
The Slytherin boys all had very long hair, and it was all Weasley-red. Their robes had all turned bright pink, covered in ruffles and frills. And the best part was, until someone else told them, none of the Slytherins, even the girls, could see it. As soon as one was informed, it became visible to all.
Harry walked over to the Slytherin table with Niki close on his heels, laughing her head off.
"So, Malfoy. Still think I was joking?" Harry asked.
"My father will hear about this." Malfoy said, staring daggers at Harry.
"Oh, I'm so scared." Harry said sarcastically. "Don't worry, Malfoy, I wouldn't give you this much mercy. This is just the beginning." With that, he pulled Niki away.