Authors Note: Well, we aren't dead, contrary to popular belief. We just took a little break. Searching for the elusive plot bunny is tiring….

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Chapter 3: The Elusive Bunny of Dust

Edvard didn't hear the footsteps of the approaching figure as he was trying to evolve tear ducts so he could shed his unshed-able tears, when a hand reached down to stroke his shiny hair.

"Mary Sue? Is it really you, my lovely lamb?!? "

"Forget about Mary Sue, Edvard. There's better for you and it's right here."

Edvard looked up into the eyes that mirrored his own, hope shining in them.

"I…..I don't…but…," Edvard stuttered, something the paragon of perfection had never been capable of doing. Suddenly the other pulled Edvard up into a fervent kiss, which Edvard hesitantly returned. This stranger really did smell good, kind of like honey in the rain.

(Still in Potions)

"Ronald!! We must devise a plan to save Hermione from the devious ferret!"

"Harry!" A panicked Ron mumbled, ignoring Harry's previous outburst.

"Yesh, my side kick?" Harry had all but forgotten Hermione by now.

"When I move my mustache it tries to eat meh face!!"

"Well I'm so unmanly, my mustache keeps falling off!!" Harry unstably squealed back, trying to one up Ronald (as the insecure leader must always do to exhibit his clearly superior power).

Everyone turned to stare at the Boy-Who'd-Recently-Gone-Crazily-Insane. He must have taken a few too many blows to the head.

"Everything alright, Harry?" said a Hufflepuff sitting at a nearby table. The boy in question looked around frantically, apparently thinking someone was after him and his 'stache.

"AhhhhhhEiiii!!!!!" It sounded like the mating call of a dying wildebeest. And the next thing everybody knew Harry was attacking a dust bunny on the floor by his overturned chair.

"Rawr, you evil fiend!"

Suddenly Hermione and Draco burst back into the story, slightly out of breath.

"Harry! Voldemort is –gasp- back!"

Harry stood petting his tamed bunny of dust feeling quite accomplished. People just don't die like they used to. The dust bunny will protect me!

"Potter, what the devil are you doing?" Draco sneered.

"Pettin' my bunny. What are youuuuuuuu doin'? " Draco wouldn't dignify that with a response. He was too busy wondering where the rest of Potter's marbles had rolled away to.

"Harry this isn't the time for games! Voldemort is back!" And with that she simultaneously ripped off both Harry and Ron's sorry excuses for mustaches. Their sanity almost instantaneously returned.

"Well, off we go then." Harry set off making his way to the door.

"Where are we going Harry?" a confused Ronald asked.

"Why, to defeat Voldemort of course! You silly little sidekick, it appears we can't kill anybody like we used to." Ronald contemplated this, and then promptly nodded and followed his fearless leader.

"Hey Harry?"

"Yes Ronald?" He said, stopping outside the door.

"Where is he?" Harry looked from his measly sidekick to Hermione.

"Take a left, Harry dear." Hermione said condescendingly. Boy may be a hero, but he would never ask for directions.

"Hey, what about me!" Draco hissed nonchalantly. It would seem that the trio forgot about their rhinestoned foe in all the bickering.

"What about you?" Hermione asked.

"I am the great Fabio!"

"Uhhhhuh….And what useful skills does that entail?"

"Um…my charms and dashingly good looks will distract the foe rendering them useless?" Hermione shrugged. It couldn't get worse if he was there and happened to get in the way of a hex or deformation spell.

"Eh, why not."

And so the trio plus one ran gallantly down the hallway, Baywatch style, in search of the Voldemort-look-a-like that inquired for a spoon. When they reached the corridor where they had left the unconscious Snape (oops! We forgot about him =( ) and the emo Edvard. But what did they come across? No, not Voldemort back from the dead. No, not a sparkly, prancing unicorn. And no, not a basket of biscuits. It was………………..

A/N: Can you guess who was with Edvard?? Do you really even care??

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Ah!! We're on to the plot bunny we are subtly getting back on track! We're sorry it's not as funny as the 3rd one. We're a bit tired, and the muse has left the vicinity. Actually, it ran out of here screaming bloody murder when it found out we were planning on updating.

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