The next day Liam is definitely seeing the upside to winning, though. All of the seventh year Slytherins enter the Great Hall in gold and red. The other houses snicker and laugh at them, and the Gryffindors are all smug about it. There’s something really satisfying about the whole thing.
Harry is the last one to enter. He’s decked out in a red and gold …show more content…
His shirt is slick and stuck to his back, and the spell he’s using is taking a lot out of him, mostly because he’s ever tried to use it on something so heavy before. “How is this the greatest prank ever?” Liam questions.
Niall shrugs. “I have no fucking idea.”
“Because it’s never been done before!” Louis says shrilly. “Just shut up and keep moving that table.”
That table being the gigantic, impossibly heavy Slytherin table from the Great Hall. Honestly, Liam has no idea how the fuck they managed to not only break into the Great Hall, but also get the school’s front doors open (they were the only ones big enough to fit the table through) and the entire fucking table outside through it without getting caught.
“Here is good,” Louis says. He smirks as the three of them carefully lower their wands. The table still falls to the ground with a booming, crunching sound. Nothing’s broken that Liam can see, though. “They’re all going to head inside for breakfast tomorrow, and they’ll be so fucking confused.”
“This is the dumbest prank ever,” Liam tells him.
“You don’t understand true genius, Liam,” Louis says hotly. “Which is why you can head back to the Great Hall and get the Slytherin banners from the …show more content…
He makes it to the Great Hall without incident, removes the Slytherin tapestries from the ceiling, and bunches them up in his arms. They’re heavier than they look, and he struggles to carry them out the door and into the hall, just as he hears a pair of footsteps.
“Shit,” Liam breathes. Technically he’s already graduated, and he knows he can’t get detention or anything, but if he manages to get expelled on his last day of school, he has a feeling that any potential employers won’t be very pleased with him.
Liam adjusts the cloth over his shoulder and bolts for the nearest door. It’s a small closet with nothing but a few brooms and other cleaning supplies, which he learns as soon as he lights his