'Ok I do, but only because I keep all my letters, I use them for the fire, that way I don't have to collect wood.'

'But don't you use magic to light your fires?' Harry asked

'well you still need something to light if you want to keep it going without a difficult spell' Ron told him 'anyway having it on something like wood or paper makes it easier to control'

'So Harry! What's your excuse not to go tonight?' Hermione cut over Ron

'I'm not going because…' Harry paused 'I'm keeping Ron Company'

'Ron's a big boy Harry, he doesn't need you there.' Hermione laughed

'Yeah well I already know how I'm going to die' Harry told her

'You what?' Hermione asked stunned 'how?'

'I dun' no' Harry said 'I'll find a way'

'Oh ha-ha' Hermione said sarcastically

'Actually, I read the future last night' Ron admitted too

'Oh yeah Ronald?' Hermione said humouring them for a moment

'Yeah' Ron said 'someone came up to me and said "if you go to divination tonight, I'll kill you with the orbs on the back shelf" and no Hermione you cannot have my autograph' Harry laughed again

'I can't believe neither of you are going to give it a shot at least' Hermione told them shaking her head 'you might really enjoy yourselves'

'We'll give it a shot next year, when we have to choose lessons' Ron told her

'You can't give them all a shot next year' Hermione said

'I bet you she'll try it though' Ron mumbled to Harry

After school Harry and Ron headed back to the common room while Hermione went to transfiguration.

'This is actually going to be quite a quiet year, I think' Ron said 'with Hermione disappearing once a day, I mean it's now Thursday and she's disappeared everyday, minus Monday because we were in the feast'

'That's only three days a week' Harry said 'plus one of them was at lunchtime'

'That's still two and a quarter hours in a week, anyway she'll probably have a lesson running Monday's from next week too. Next thing you know she'll be doing lessons on the weekends'

'Well I won't be going to any of those for sure' Harry told him with a disgusted face

'Me neither' Ron said 'so, looking forward to reading no-names diary tonight?'

'No, not really' Harry said

'Huh?' Ron asked lost

'You asked if I was looking forward to it' Harry told him 'and the answer is no, not really'

'Seriously?' Ron asked 'I would be, you get to find out anything you want about her, how a girl's brain works'

'How does that not scare you?' Harry asked

'What? Finding out stuff about her?' Ron asked confused again

'no, finding out how a girl's brain works' Harry corrected him 'there's things that go through a women's mind that I don't think we should ever know about' Harry shook his head as if he was ridding it of a nightmare 'I might be mentally traumatised at the end of tonight'

'Yeah right' Ron said 'I bet you won't be able to resist reading more than agreed'

'I'll take that bet!' a familiar voice said from behind them, Harry and Ron turned around, Fred and George were stood behind them with Lee Jordan and some first year girl with honey brown hair and piercing blue eyes.

'How long have you been there?' Ron said shocked and going pale

'The whole time' George laughed

'Huh?' Ron said looking as if he was about to faint at the idea of the twins knowing their plan, all of them laughed

'What he means is we've been in here, the corridor, the whole time, since lessons ended' the little girl said, laughing still 'not following you'

'Who the hell is that?' Ron asked Fred who never responded, still in hysterics

'Kelly Ashcroft' she said sobering up 'I'm Lee's next door neighbour outside of Hogwarts'

'Okay, so who said they'd take my bet?' Ron asked

'Us' the Weasley twins said together also sobering up

'But you don't even know the bet?' Ron pointed out

'Honestly little bro, you just walked past us saying it, "I bet you won't be able to resist reading more than agreed" I have no idea what you agreed but I'll take that bet' Fred shrugged

'You're just THAT into bets?' Ron asked surprised

'S'pose so' Fred shrugged

'What odds?' Ron asked

'2 to 1, but only because we don't know all the information' George said

'And Harry has to be totally reliable and tell us himself if he does it or not' Fred added

'I think we should make him sign a contract so he has to tell the truth… or else' Kelly told them evilly, grinning with dazzling white teeth

'Do I get a say in this?' Harry asked

'Not any more' Ron told him 'what do you bet?'

'Uh… 20 knuts. Each.' Fred offered

'Okay' Ron agreed, the twins scribbled a contract on a piece of paper for Harry to sign. Harry read it quickly:

"I Harry Potter agree to tell the complete truth when reporting back to Fred and George Weasley about the outcome of the bet. If I lie, I agree there will be very painful and visual results, which as I lie will appear and will be immediately noticed by the twins and they will claim their winnings. These results will be caused as long as I sign this contract which has a spell attached to it. I also confirm that I will not read on or stop especially for the outcome I want, for I acknowledge this will also show the painful and visual results that will cause the opposite team to win.

Signed _"

'"Painful and visual results" like what?' Harry asked

'Don't lie and you won't need to find out.' George told him, he waved his wand over the paper and tapped it, 'the contract is now attached to the spell, dare to sign?' Harry signed and looked at his name on the paper, sealing his fate:

"Signed Harry Potter"

'When do we get the results?' Lee asked

'Late tonight or tomorrow, hopefully, some things might go wrong though' Ron told them, he shook hands with his brothers sealing the deal.

x.X.x Later that night x.X.x

Harry headed down towards the quidditch pitch alone, as he arrived at the edge he walked in slightly so he could see the middle, Oliver Wood was standing there alone. Where was no-name? It was six o'clock already, she was late.

'Hey potter!' Wood called him, Harry went over to talk to him

'You never told me if she was coming or not, so I thought I'd wait to see, is she?'

'Yeah she's coming. Sorry Oliver' Harry said 'I forgot'

'Alright' he said, 'so why are you here?'

'To give her some support and generally to see what you think at the end of it' Harry said

'Fair enough, but you have to stay quiet in the stands so you don't put her off'

'of course' Harry agreed, Harry heard footsteps approaching quickly behind him, he turned around and saw no-name running into the stadium, red faced and hair a mess, under one arm her bag was swinging rapidly and in the opposite hand she held her broom.

'Sorry I'm late' she called over to Wood; 'I was in the library' she stopped at the side and looked up at the two in the middle.

'Harry what are you doing here?' she asked as he walked over to her

'To give you some support, plus I forgot to tell Oliver that you agreed' Harry told her, 'do you want me to look after your bag in the stands?'

'Okay thanks' she said handing it to him

'good luck' he added and quickly found a seat in the stands that was not only a good view of both ends of the pitch so he could pretend to watch well, but also out of the way enough to not be seen too easily, because they would be going too fast whenever they were level with him to notice him.

He pretended to watch for about 3 minutes before carefully unzipping no-name's bag, still looking up at the pitch and as soon as no-name was definitely unable to see him from the speed she was building up he looked down and grabbed the most unusual looking book from the bag, it didn't look anything like a school book, he put it on his lap and lifted his knees to put his feet on the back of the chair in front, which meant the book was hidden unless they flew straight down at him. It also meant that he could look at it while still looking as if he could be looking over his knees at the pitch;