A patronus ran past Cedric and the Fat Friar promising a diversion. They were bored because the students weren’t back from summer break. They followed Professor Sprout to the Headmistresses office as quiet and invisible as two ghosts can be.
“Thanks for coming, Pomona” Minerva started. “As you know, each generation there is a prophecy about the students of Hogwarts facing a great trial. The 90s it was Harry for the Gryffindor House. Now it’s Hufflepuffs turn.”
“What?!” Replied Professor Sprout. “No! We can’t lose any more of our students to the darkness!”
Cedric looked at the Fat Friar in shock.
“It’s true losing Cedric was a blow, but there’s no saying such would happen again,” consoled Professor McGonagall.
Gathering herself as tall and straight as any Gryffindor, Professor Sprout said, “tell me.”
“The love of the Hufflepuffs will save us from the darkness beneath the Black Lake,” McGonagall read from a card. “It’s odd that it identifies a whole House, not one or a few students like they usually do...”
Cedric and the Friar drifted out of the wall and down the corridor.
“What does it mean FF?” Cedric asked, thinking FF had been there a lot longer than he had.
“Love, love, love…Love, love, love” Friar sang and danced his way down the hall. “It means, all you need is love, do, du, do-do-dooo. Come on, we’ve got work to do.”
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When the Hufflepuffs students arrived for school, they found a very transformed common room. Cedric and Friar had used an Undetectable Extension Charm and created different rooms, each with a focus on a different type of love. In fact it resembled Newt Scamader’s suitcase quite a lot.
Once you walked through the main room there was a library on the left for the love of learning, a nightclub on the right for the love of dance and music, a small replica of the great hall with endless food and drink, and another with low light, massive beds and piles of condoms and sex toys. On and on it went.
The students and faculty started to notice the absence of Hufflepuffs by the Halloween feast. Professor Sprout was trying to pretend everything was normal, but her excuses became more and more lame until she too stopped showing up for meals.
Jennifer Robertson, a Gryffindor, was missing her good friend Halle who was in Hufflepuff so she tried sending an owl. It came back with one word on it, love. So she tried it as the password to the Puff common room and it worked. No one was in the main room so she called out… Halle found her and started showing her around. A huge grin came across Jennifer’s face, “wow” was all she could say. She ran back to the tower to pack up her stuff and tell a few others.
Eventually, all of the students were in Hufflepuff common room, drinking, snogging, singing, and a few even read books. The last to arrive was Orford Umbridge II and his henchmen, all Slytherins.
“What the fuck is going on?” Orford asked of a younger Slytherin eating a gigantic ice cream cone in the common room.
“All you need is love…” he sang and ran through into the next room.
The older Slytherins followed and had a look around. “I guess world domination will have to wait,” said Orford to the others as he spotted a half-naked boy dancing to his favourite song.