"Hey Padfoot," Xander called out from where he sat, sandwiched by redheads and eating lunch while answering the many strange questions the blonde girl asked.
"Shhh!" hissed the hung over wizards following the two staff members. The staff hissed back a half dozen responses in parseltongue.
"Did we skip worlds again?" Sirius asked, obviously confused.
"Nah, me and Harriet made everyone jewelry that allows them to speak parseltongue," Xander explained.
"You did most of the work," Harriet said.
"You killed the beast, made the tools, and charged the items," Xander said, "I think that gives you a lot more credit for making the items than my doing prep work."
"Fine, my brute strength and your stunning intellect," she teased.
"If I'm the brains of this outfit we're all in trouble," Xander replied as they all broke out in laughter.
"If Tommy boy still had a body he'd go spare," Snape said leaning on a Padfoot.
"We had a bit too much to drink and kinda offed your Dark Lord, sorry," Sirius apologized.