Harry stared at the large boulder in his Charms classroom. It was in the center of the room and desks were moved to where they formed a layered circle around the boulder. "Sit down." Said Flitwick and Harry did, next to his two best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger.

"Now you are probably wondering what this large boulder is doing here but I'm not going to tell you because I don't know. I walked into the classroom just now and here it was." He stopped talking and forced the class to open their books to Cheering Charms instead of caressing the boulder like most of them were doing.

About halfway through the lesson the boulder started to shiver. Harry looked amazed. What did this mean? 15 minutes later it was violently shaking and Harry couldn't concentrate. Finally he went up to the boulder but Ron Weasley stopped him. "No don't do it." Said the freckled red haired boy. Harry ignored him.

He approached the boulder and touched it. It paused slightly in its shaking but only for a second. The rumbles were echoing across the room by now. Harry pulled out his wand and screamed "Densaugeo!"

The boulder began to grow teeth like nobody's business and the teeth scraped against the rock. "Oops. Wrong spell." Said Harry, but it worked because the teeth speared the boulder and it opened with a deafening crack, a sickening odor coming out of it.

"Morsmordre!"

The class screamed as the Dark Mark exploded from the boulder, the sickly green skull hovering above their heads. Harry pushed the boulder aside and attacked the Dark Mark, but as he did so Hermione Granger tripped and landed on him sexily.

Harry mistook her for a dementor and yelled "EXPECTO PATRONUM!" A stag shot out of his wand and killed Hermione Granger.

Suddenly Albus Dumbledore, head of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, ran in, looking startled. "Professor!" Ron Weasley yelled. "The Dark Mark is in the sky!"

Albus Dumbledore looked up, and by golly, there it was. He shot some sparks at it to try and make it go away, but it remained. The odor was overwhelming now and Harry thought he was going to faint like Flitwick did. He poked Dumbledore. "Professor Dumbledore there is a bad smell coming from that rock right there and the boulder has started to fizz acid."

"I'm sorry Harry I have to help people get better." Said Dumbledore, shrugging Harry Potter off.

Harry was angry, and, with great reasoning, decided to kill the boulder. He pulled out his wand once more and muttered "Legilimens" at the rock.

Suddenly he was flying through the boulder's life, as a child, teen, and finally, what it is today. Settled with kids, one last job...blurring...blurring.

Harry awoke five seconds later to the chaos he called Charms class. He pulled on Dumbledore's robes and the old wizard turned to face him. "Harry what is it I'm busy and I really don't have time-"

"Sir the rock is almost destroyed, it only needs one final curse!"

"Nonsense Harry I-"

"All you need to do is perform "Orchideous" and the boulder will be permanently destroyed!"

"Now why would I do that?" Albus Dumbledore stared at Harry Potter.

"Don't you want the boulder to be destroyed?" Harry yelled over the noise.

"But Harry, I am the boulder."