Sadly, I don't own anything. Not even the computer I am typing this on. Ah well. I am just taking Ms. Rowlings students

out for a walk.

As far as the story. . . don't ask. This plot bunny attacked me after a night of too many undead skeletons coming after

my party members.

RON: Hermione, what on earth are we doing? This seems pretty silly here. . .

HERMIONE: It's called Dungeons and Dragons. It's actually very popular among muggles.

HARRY: You mean geeks, Hermione. Geeks play this.

HERMIONE: No, a lot of muggles play this. My Uncle used to play this once a week with a few people in his basement.

HARRY: And he was a geek, wasn't he.

RON: What on earth is a geek?

HERMIONE: No, he wasn't. He was a very well adjusted person!

HARRY: Sure he was.

RON: So your uncle was a geek, Hermione? Is it genetic? Can I catch it from you???

HARRY: I heard it was contagious. . .

HERMIONE: NO, Ron, he was completely normal in every respect. And even if he was a geek, it isn't a condition.

Technically, geeks used to bite the heads off of live chickens in side show carnivals. . .

RON: Wait a second. . . Your UNCLE used to bite the heads. . .

HARRY: And now you're going to be learning how to as well. Isn't it wonderful?

HERMIONE: NO! Harry, stop it. My uncle doesn't even like poultry. Ron, the term geek has come to refer to any person

who has a penchant for electronics, fantasy, science fiction, math. . .

HARRY: Which makes Hermione one as well. See, Ron, I told you it was contagious.

RON: I don't know if I want to do this, Hermione. It sounds almost dangerous. And what are ekkeltronics? Like the

Phellytone?

HERMIONE: NO!!! Well, sort of. . . Don't worry about it anyway, Ron. We aren't going to be using any electronics today.

Even if we wanted to, they don't work on school grounds. Haven't you read 'Hogwarts, a History' yet???

RON: Why would I read it when you have it completely memorized?

HARRY: Yeah, Hermione. So, why don't we go back to becoming geeks?

HERMIONE: FINE. Fine. First, we all have to roll up some characters.

RON: Roll them up? What do we roll them up in?

HERMIONE: We aren't rolling them up IN anything. We have to roll them up using dice.

HARRY: Where are we going to get dice, Hermione? I don't know of any here in the castle.

RON: What are dice?

HERMIONE: I enchanted this parchment to randomly produce numbers when we ask for them. See, much easier than

having to use a die.

RON: WE'RE GOING TO DIE? No, I definitely DO NOT want to play this Hermione.

HARRY: See, I told you. . .

HERMIONE: SHUT UP Harry. No, Ron. This isn't dangerous in the least. We aren't going to turn into monstrous

creatures, we aren't going to lose our minds or our souls and we are NOT going to die. Now sit down and

decide what kind of a character you want to be!

RON: Harry, are you sure this is. . .

HERMIONE: Ron. Trust me. This isn't dangerous. Would I ask either of you to do anything dangerous???

HARRY: Remember the troll? And the spiders, Ron? And you never had to deal with Grawp, but it's only a matter of time. . .

HERMIONE: FINE!!! I give up. You two can amuse yourselves for the rest of the day. I'm going to the library!

RON: Man. I thought she'd never leave. Got the character sheets over there?

HARRY: Here they are. Dean said he and Seamus would be able to finish the dungeon tonight. Got any new weapons?

RON: I was thinking about getting Magic Missile. . .

HARRY: That's so cliche, though! Have you thought about Daze? Or maybe Prestidigitation?

RON: I can't even say the last one! Ah well. Suppose I should go and smooth things over with Hermione. Meet you

in the dorm around 10?

HARRY: I'll let Seamus and Dean know. See you then!