Hermione and Ron were sitting peacefully at the long, stretched out Gryffindor table, enjoying the big feast, ready for a new year.

Harry, however, was no where to be seen.

"Do you know where Harry is Ron?" asked Hermione, while taking a sip of her drink.

"No. Why do you ask?"

"It's just that he's always here for the big feast. He loves it, which leads me to believe something is wrong." said Hermione, very, very worried.

Both friends then continued eating for a few minutes, until Harry burst through the large doors, running towards Dumbledore with a rather large butcher's knife.

"DDDDDDDIIIIIEEEEE!!!!!!!!!" he screamed. Everyone in the room started gasping and screaming, but no one did anything, until Professor Snape got up and said a spell that made Harry fall to the ground quite suddenly.

However, he was still conscious.

"What is the meaning of this?" asked Professor Snape, in his annoyingly low tone of voice.

"W-w-what happened?" said Harry, who was barely able to speak at the time.

"Bloody 'ell mate! You started runnin' towards Dumbledore like a madman with a butchers knife!" shouted Ron. Everyone suddenly began gasping again, when they realised that the knife had disappeared.

"Where's the knife?" asked Professor Snape. "Is this some sort of practical joke?"

"I assure you, sir, Harry would never do this sort of thing. Ever. You all know Harry. He wouldn't hurt a fly unless threatened!" said Hermione, running to Harry's side. Low murmurs of agreement began to spread around the room.

"Yes, yes. I agree as well, Miss Granger. Harry, please report to Professor Dumbledore's chamber immediately just to check if a curse has taken place." said Professor McGonagall. Harry nodded and slowly got up and began to walk towards Professor Dumbledore's chamber. Harry shooed away Hermione, assuring her he could make it without her help. She eventually agreed and went back to the feast with Ron.