It was a chilly Saturday in the Gryffindor common room, and Harry was practically prancing for joy since he didn't have to go to any classes. Friday had really sucked hard. He had spent two whole hours working on whipping up a nice thick creamy love potion for Professor Snape in order to get a good grade in the class. However, even after all the hard work, Snape still not seem to be satisfied. The greasy man said that compared to Draco's delicious concocktion, Harry's was just not the same.
Harry could already tell that Saturday was going to be much more super. He had woken up to the sound of Ron's gentle snores, and had spent all morning reading "The Man Inside Me", a new autobiography written by Cornelius Fudge. Reading about Fudge all morning made Harry hungry. He really wanted to pack some nice chocolate fudge into his hungry mouth. With that in mind, he skipped down to the Great Hall to get something nice and tasty in his body.