Elizabetha's head was pounding when she woke up, a nice, rhythmic ache that spread with every movement she made until her whole body was enveloped in sweet pain. And she had to move a lot, to escape the mound of bodies on the floor of the chamber. Apparently, they must have fallen asleep there. Elizabetha didn't exactly remember.

Near the bottom of the pile, Jacob groaned, and tried to shift, causing Draco and Tom to wake, Draco looking like his ego had finally dies down and Tom looking ready to either kill them all or demand coffee.

"Good morning sleepy heads! Don't worry, Tom, I know a spell for summoning coffee. Now where did I leave my wand... Ah, right, under Blaise's shirt. Got it! Accio Caffeine!" When nothing happened, she frowned, waving her wand experimentally. A crack appeared in one of the columns. "Oops, That's not right! Here, let's try another one. Wingardium Coffee-osa!" To the surprise of everyone there and conscious, a teacup suddenly popped into the air, splashing life giving goodness over the edge. "Alrighty then, there you go, Tom! Coffee! Also, do have any idea what spell I just used? I can't remember. And is the a goblin driving a spike into my head, because it certainly feels like it."

"I'm terribly sorry," Tom began politely. Even now he had remained pristine, apparently. "But it is much too early for me to comprehend what just happened, let alone your twisted little thoughts. So can we all just agree to never speak of this again, and you give me the cup?" The porcelain teacup was shoved into his hand in response.

"Oh good god." Elizabetha heard Ginny mutter as she stirred. "Who spiked the punch this time?"

xXx

Sirius trotted down an alley, his tail wagging behind him and the remains of several dead rats clutched in his long jaws. This is fun! He thought as he sniffed the air, struggling to pick up the desired scent over the smell of the rat's cooling bodies. As he approached the end of the alley he looked back and forth before continuing. The only surroundings were the hurried but peaceful occupants of the little town of Hogsmeade. With a huff and a wag he went onto the main street, prancing and attracting several looks to the scrawny black dog with his head held high and rats dangling from mouth that was parading down the street.

"Here boy!" Someone called, and he turned his head to see a woman with brown robes and a kind, pretty face smiling at him. Well. A little flirting couldn't hurt. He pranced closer, and shook the rats in greeting. She laughed. "Quite the hunter, I see!" He allowed her to pet him, but only for a second before pulling away. She called after him, but all he did was give her a farewell swish of his tail and continue.

He'd already wasted too much time in getting to his pup.

Up ahead, he could already see Hogwarts standing against the early morning sky.

xXx

"So, wait... Muggles aren't the same as rats?"

Draco sniffed. "Close enough to it." and Ginny growled at him.

"Are not! Honestly, Lizzy, they aren't!"

"But Bella always told me they were no better then rats! Only that rats had more magic." Draco snickered. They were on their way to breakfast, heads pounding after whatever had happened last night, when the subjects of muggles had been brought up. Honestly, though, Elizabetha couldn't remember how it had happened, just that it had. Her memory had gone awfully wonky after the punch incident.

"Look, they're the same as us, okay?" Ginny snapped, and this time it was Draco's turn to growl.

"No, they are not! They have no magic! And they're muggles!"

"Wai wai wait, girls. They have no magic at all? I thought they only had less then rats..."

"That still places them at almost nothing, though!" Draco nearly shouted, gaining them several looks. Elizabetha fleetingly thought that maybe they shouldn't have been arguing about this in the halls before she forgot that entire train of thought.

"Yeah, but rats have quite a bit of magic in them..."

"Well, muggles have less!"

"Huh. Must suck for them then, huh? Being surrounded by magic and not able to use it. I'd be in agony if I couldn't sing spell."

"They get along." Ginny said irritably, and Elizabetha frowned.

"'Get along'? Is that all? If so, why not just kill them and put them out of their misery? Getting along isn't as good existence as some would think. Having a world that exists beyond your reach is excruciating. Death is far kinder." Ginny scowled, and Draco smirked.

"My thoughts exactly." Draco said smugly. "But unfortunately, the ministry thinks they should be "protected" from magic. And if they see any magic, they just get their memories wiped."

"Oh. Well, I guess that works. If they don't know about it, it wouldn't be as bad... but still... how do they live without magic?"

"They wage wars with machines that pollute the earth, and pretend to be better then all the other species they conquer." Draco answered, just as Ginny answered. "They find ways besides magic to get what they want!"

"Oh. So they are like rats!"

"Are not!" Someone's enraged voice interrupted their argument, and Elizabetha looked back to see a very angry Hermione Granger. She'd been following the argument for a while, Elizabetha knew, but apparently found it now suitable to interrupt. She's a terrible spy...

"Huh? But rats do the same things. They think they're better then everyone else, too."

"But Muggles are not the same as rats!"

"Oh? Well wait until the cat gets loose and they get caught and killed by her, then tell me that again."

"What cat?" Hermione demanded, and Elizabetha smiled brightly.

"Have a nice nightmare." She turned and led her friends to the great hall, leaving Hermione practically steaming in the halls to be found later by Ron and Harry.

"What's got you all up?" Ron asked her, obviously unable to read her mood.

"Ron... Harry... I really don't like her."

Meh. I know that the excuses are starting to pile up, and that I need to write more, but I have what seems like a thousand pounds of writers block weighing down on me, and this was the best I could manage...

At least it has a bit more of the plot in it, and a few hints to the future. I can hardly wait to write more Sirius. And more of a certain witch with a tail... (winks) This is totally not spoiler. Nope. Not at all.

Anyhow, since I was asked, my favorite characters are Draco, Luna, Bellatrix, Narcissa, Sirius, Good old Voldy himself, and Barty Crouch Jr. because "Lil' Barty" is ADORABLE.

My least favorite characters would be Hermione, Dumbledore, Lily Potter (Harry's mother, not his daughter.), Cho Chang, Ginny, and the Patil twins, who I loath for reasons that weren't actually in canon, but in a fanfic. But screw it, in the fanfic the twins were downright rude.

So basically, I side with the dark or insane, and despise the light and logical. The dark side has cookies, anyways.

Anyhow, please forgive me for this terrible chapter. Or yell at me in a review. Your choice. Byeeeeeee!