"Are you really reading that rubbish?" Draco flopped down beside Harry by the lake. Hermione sat in his lap and Ron sat on Harry's other side.
"Yeah," Harry replied, tearing his eyes from the first book. "Theirs a few insulting parts but as long as I'm pretending it's not talking about me, it's really good!"
"Let me see." Hermione held out her hand and Harry marked his place and handed it over. Hermione opined it to the middle of the book, slowly flipping through the pages. "What a muggle would consider fiction is all true," She mumbled. "Rowling actually wrote down the corect incantations. The wizards laws are all correct..." Her voce trailed off.
"Hay, what's going on?" Crabb and Gole stood over them. "What are you reading?"
"This." Hermione closed the book and exposed the cover to them.
"Wow," Crabb said. "That's weird... Why dose Rowling sound so familiar?"
"Professor Rowling," Draco said with a grin. "You guys turned her in for being a vampire."
"Oh, yeah," Gole said with a grinned."
"That explains allot," Harry laughed, as they walked away.
"Harry, I wonder if the ministry knows about this book," Hermione said with wide eyes.
"Why," Ron asked.
"Because Professor Rowling has given away all the magical secretes of our world."
"Should we tern her in or something," Draco asked.
"No," Harry exclaimed. "... I mean, not yet. let me finish it first..."