so sorry that it took so long to update, but hey, at least i didn't take over three weeks like a CERTAIN SOMONE!!! (hem hem, Christina) lol, ok, go ahead and read:

Snape strode down the hallway, his cloak swaying this way and that as his legs brushed against it, and as air was swept inside it and pushed it around lightly. His greasy black hair was pushed back away from his face as he tore down the corridor towards the two sixth year Gryffindor students.

Harry and Katie, realizing who was walking towards them with such haste, turned, and were about to run down the hallway, in the opposite direction from which Snape was coming. But, unfortunately for them, Snape had already seen them, and he knew exactly who they were, even though he was all the way at the other end of the corridor.

"Potter! Vreeland!" Snape spat, as he advanced towards them.

Harry and Katie stopped in their tracks. They both knew that it was no use running away from Snape. Even if they outran him now, he would punish them even more severely the next time they same him in class.

Once they had turned around, Harry and Katie found that Snape's face was about three inches from theirs, and backed away quickly.

"Well well well." Snape sneered, the top of his lip curling with obvious dislike.

Katie and Harry just gulped. They knew that they were in huge trouble. But at least, they thought to themselves, Malfoy would never find out about the two of them being in the Room of Requirement with him.

"Potter and Vreeland. Out for a little walk?" Snape was obviously beyond pleased to find Harry and Katie in such a bad position.

"Erm..." Katie's mind drew a blank as she tried to think of any believable exuse to explain why the two of them were wandering around Hogwarts in the middle of the night. "Er, we were, uh, sleepwalking." Katie was mentally slapping herself. How in the world were they going to be able to pull this off if the only excuse she could come up with was 'sleepwalking'?

"I see." Once again, Snape's lip curled into a sneer.

Just like Katie, Harry was trying and failing to come up with any logical excuse to give Snape. And being under pressure like this didn't exactly help their minds concentrate.

'Think, Harry, think!' Harry thought, racking his brain for an explaination.

Then suddenly, Harry remembered what he and Katie had been doing before they had encountered Malfoy, and wondering why he hadn't thought of it before, blurted it out. "We were with Professor Dumbledore." Harry said, looking Snape straight in the face, unblinkingly, and Snape stared right back.

Harry had the distinct impression that Snape was using occlumency on him, was was about to avert his eyes so Snape wouldn't be able to read his mind, but then, he realized that it didn't matter if Snape used occlumency on him, because, for once, Harry was telling the truth.

And within three seconds, it became clear to Harry that Snape had been using occlumency on him. But Snape didn't look very pleased with the truth.

"And I suppose that the two of you were just walking back to the Gryffindor common room like sweet little children, were you?" Snape jeered at them.

"Yea, as a matter of a fact, we were." Harry said.

Both Harry and Katie could tell that Snape was searching for some loophole, some mistake, at which he could give Harry and Katie detention, or take away house points. And judging by the way the corners of his mouth turned down slightly, it was clear to Harry and Katie that he was having trouble finding one.

"Then I suggest that you get there now, before I take points away from Gryffindor for the two of you standing here in the corridor when you should be in your dormitories."

Extremely relieved, Harry and Katie turned and started to walk down the corridor, headed for their common room. They looked at each other and smiled, because they both knew that they had just gotten extremely lucky.

Snape watched them walk down the corridor, and once they had turned the corner, Snape turned around and proceded down the corridor in the opposite direction.

Meanwhile, Malfoy was standing rooted to the spot, in complete confusion and bewilderment about the events that had just taken place so quickly. Standing in the doorway of the Room of Requirement, he reached up and scratched his head, wondering what in the world had just happened.

As he thought, Malfoy let his eyes wander, first to the ceiling, then to the portrait of the dancing trolls on the opposite wall, then onto the floor, and then back up the the wall again. Then, suddenly, his eyes snapped back onto the floor, onto a shiny, silvery object strewn across the floor.

Taking a step closer to it, Malfoy squinted, wondering whether or not it was safe for him to touch it. Deciding that it was safe, he extended his arm and picked the thing up off the floor.

Discovering that it was rather bigger than he had thought at first, Malfoy raised up his other hand, so that the silvery object was now draped across both his arms.

In order to closer examine it, Malfoy bent his face a couple of inches nearer the thing that he held so delicately in his hands. His eyes ran over it, up and down, and sideways, while his mind was working double time, trying to think of what this thing was, and where it had come from.

And suddenly, his eyes grew wider and lit up slightly, as he realized what it was that he was holding. Now he knew: it was an invisibility cloak. But the light that had appeared in his eyes two seconds ago faded slightly as his mind asked him 'Where did it come from?'

Then a small crease appeared in his brow, because he couldn't come up with an answer to the question. Who did he know that owned an invisibility cloak? And then, the answer came to him in a single word: Potter. Malfoy remembered Snape telling him, back in his first year, that Dumbledore had given Harry the invisibility cloak that used to be his father's.

And when realizing that the invisibility cloak belonged to Harry, Malfoy felt hatred bubbling up inside him, hatred for Harry Potter. But the hatred soon turned into joy, because he could use this to his advantage. And turning around, Malfoy started to walk down the corridor, a perfect plan already forming in his mind.

I no, i no, kinda on the short side, but i'll try to make it up to you in the next chapter. and yea, i ended on yet another cliffy. sorry guys:)