Chapter Seven

A Dangerous Friendship

"And then what happened?" Albus asked Tom and Severus at breakfast the next morning.

"Well then," continued Tom, "after we were able to stop Malfoy from burning, he got so mad at Severus that he screamed like a three year old and started kicking everything in sight."

Albus laughed. "I always knew that he would turn out like his father!"

"What are you even talking about?" asked Severus.

"I-I don't know," said Albus.

"Oh look," said Severus, "the owls have arrived. I hope that I get my copy of The Daily Prophet that I've subscribed to."

An owl dropped a newspaper on Albus' cereal.

"Oh no!" cried Albus. "My Marshmallow Mateys are ruined! RUINED!"

"Don't act like a three year old now," said Severus as he took The Daily Prophet out of Albus' cereal.

"Guess who died last month?" asked Severus as he read the paper.

"Who?" asked Tom.

"Voldemort."

"Voldemort?!" gasped Albus. "Why?! WHY?!!! He was so young! It wasn't his time! I should have died in his place!"

"Voldemort was a Dark wizard who killed thousands and inflicted terror for years," read Severus.

"Oh," said Albus. "Well... I didn't like him that much anyways."

"Sounds like my kind of person," said Tom.

Severus continued to read out loud. "He-who-must-not-be-named (formally known as Tom Riddle) disappeared last month, in the department of Mysteries, along with Albus Dumbledore, and Severus Snape."

"Did you hear what those peoples first names were?" asked Tom.

"Albus, Severus, and Tom," said Severus.

"Do you realize what this means?" asked Albus.

"Yes I do," said Tom. "Those people have our first names too."

"My thoughts exactly," said Severus.

BREAK

Meanwhile across the room...

"My thoughts exactly," said Ron.

"Umm Ron?" asked Hermione. "You just sat down and said 'my thoughts exactly.'"

"Exactly," said Ron.

Harry sat down. "My thoughts exactly... too"

Hermione slapped her forehead.

"Hermione," said Ron, "you could seriously injure yourself doing that!"

"Well in that case," said Hermione, "just being your friend is dangerous."

"Yeah," said Ron. "Wait!"

"So how is the funeral planning going?" asked Harry quickly.

"Not so good," said Ron. "No one really liked him and would rather celebrate."

"I'm talking about Dumbledore not Voldemort!" shouted Harry.

"Oh! Be more specific next time!"

Harry slapped his forehead.

"Now you're injuring yourself too!" said Ron. "Maybe I am dangerous! AHH!!"

Ron ran out of the room, knocking everyone over that was in his way.

"Watch out!" shouted Ron. "I'm dangerous!"

Ron crashed into Colin and sent him flying backwards into the Ravenclaw table.

"I think I was stabbed by a fork!" said Colin.

"NO!" shouted Ron as he ran off.

"Nope," said Colin, "it was just a pretzel."

"What a weirdo!" said Albus as Ron ran past him. "I'm glad that I'm not crazy."

"Excuse me Albus," said Neville.

"AHH!"

"No! Albus, it's me Neville!"

"That plant boy?"

"Sure."

"AHH!!!"

"Oh come on!" shouted Tom. "Even if Neville was trying to kill you, I would be able to stop him."

Severus laughed to himself. "Yes you could."

"I'm not afraid of Neville," said Albus. "Just his plant."

Neville looked down. "It didn't survive the train ride."

"Yeah!" shouted Albus. "I-I mean... oh, too bad."

Neville sniffled. "It's okay... because I got a new plant!"

Neville held his new plant up. Albus screamed.