Say Hiss to my Little Friend!

It had been a few relaxing days after Dark Lord's defeat, as the Newspapers were dyed with jubilation and cheers, due to the purge of Dark Lord. My letter was printed verbatim, and is now called by the papers, as "THE VENGEFUL ONE'S JUDGEMENT".

Since I made a single entity responsible for purging and uprooting the criminals, this act of vigilantism was seen as public service. Within a few days, the Ministry offered a Order of Merlin, First Class to the individual or group of individual who were the self-proclaimed, "The Vengeful One".

The various lobbyists and factions, either decried this vigilantism, or saw it as a reaction to Ministry's incompetence.

As cannon, Fudge never got to rise in ranks, and I didn't want the cunts like Peter Pettigrew and Dolores Umbridge to survive longer.

They were part of the "collateral damages" during the period of conflict. I had also made sure, that Snape actually died, and therefore, Slughorn came to Hogwarts earlier than they discussed.

As the diadem was destroyed, there was no curse on the DADA position, and my parents could take it indefinitely. After we explained our story to Dumbledore, my parents had decided to continue teaching for at least two more years, as Moody wanted to retire from Auror Forces and train Aurors at the Academy.

The current head instructor there, wanted a respite from adult fools, and wanted to teach children DADA. But he would finish the current generation under his supervision and see their training through.

That way, by the time I am in Hogwarts, my parents would have retired from their teaching position, and I would be taught DADA, without a parent looming over me.

I met the Potters and Longbottoms, and saw that they were as described in cannon, and not like those fanfictions, where Lily was the OP witch who became a martyr, and James was a cunt, and dark wizard.

I even met Sirius Black, who was now Lord Black, and actually said he is glad to be rid of his accursed family.

He was every bit of a pranking bundle of joy, and I employed him and James to help me prank the Order members and the staff who lived till the end of the week for celebration.

I got to see the Marauder's ingenuity, and combined with my skills, we made a lot of people remember a variety of flavourful curses (Not magical, of course) and slurs to call the Marauders.

I, of course, was never caught, as I learnt a new application of the light ball variation. I use reflected light to cloak my presence, like a powerful disillusionment charm.

I would often sneak up on Minerva, and transfigure her quill, her glasses, her scarf, her hat, and even her napkin into a dead mouse, which had a "Eat Me! I'm tasty!" carved on its stomach.

The dead mice were so perfectly transfigured, that they had the soft furry feel, and the bloated shape of a dead mouse to them.

From that day on, the members living at the castle would often find me laughing and giggling as I ran, flew, bounced and jumped to avoid Stinging Hexes that were fired from Minerva's wand.

One day, I had managed to transfigure all her items into a mountain of dead mice, and Minerva was going to have a friendly chat with my mother, Alice Longbottom, Molly Weasley, Lily Potter and Amelia Bones, when she entered the room and saw the heaps of transfigured dead mice.

That was the first day, I heard McGonagall revert to her Scottish accent, as she ran after the giggling ol'e me, while other women walked briskly after the Transfiguration mistress who kept missing her aim.

I was doing very well dodging her spells, but when I began to fly wall to wall, like a spider, I heard Minerva call out, "Stop running like a buffoon, and face your punishment!"

I saw her face, and grinned like an Imp. "NEVER! WE shall never surrender!" And I flew away and dashed into the rock hard body of a lovable goofy giant Hagrid.

I saw Minerva and the smiling ladies come around the corner, and Minerva yelled, "Hagrid! Hold him steady. Today he'd gone too far. I will skin his hide today."

I giggled and flew around the smiling giant, and sat in his head. "Hagrid is on my side. Find your own cute groundskeeper."

Hearing that Minerva stopped short, as the ladies behind her burst into laughter. Lily even pointed at me and said, "The little devil calls Hagrid cute. I wonder what he would dangerous."

I smirked at her, as I knew Lily was a kind soul, and she was very friendly with Hagrid. Almost everyone in the castle knew of my abilities now, as I didn't have a problem with these people seeing my talents and gifts.

That hit a nerve, as I shook in excitement above Hagrid's head.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! I know what we can do."

I looked at the amused ladies and decided to brown-nose them.

I stood atop Hagrid's shoulders and proclaimed with pompous grandiose.

"Ladies, how is your sense of adventure?"