A/N: Hey Hey all you happy people

A/N: Hey Hey all you happy people! So here it is! Chapter three! I think I'm gonna regret this, but I'm gonna let my brothers write this chapter. They saw me writing it, and wanted to give it a try, so I thought, "Why not give em try?" So they read the first two chapters and the Harry Potter books (the last three since May 23, that's pretty good!) and wrote their own. I just hope I don't regret it (I haven't read it yet!)

Terry: Hello!

Dean: Hey.

Terry: We were gonna make a penname, like Goddess did, but we couldn't think of anything good.

Dean: So We're gonna use our own names!

Terry: Please remember we just finished the Harry Potter books and have never EVER read any fan fiction.

The Raven----Harry Potter Style

Chapter Three

By The Brothers

"Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,

By the grave and stern decorum of countenance it wore…"

"Did anyone understand one word of that?" Ron asked sounding rather confused.

"Ebony means black or dark. Beguiling is enticing. Stern means severe. Decorum means orderliness. And a countenance is a human face or a human expression." Hermione responded, quite pleased with herself. "Sheesh, boys!" she added, rolling her eyes.

"Yah, but what does it mean when you put them all together?" demanded Ron. Hermione blinked at him a couple times before stammering, "I…I…I…"

"Yah, that's what I thought!" Ron exclaimed triumphantly. He and Hermione then noticed the evil look Harry was giving them, and decided to shut themselves up before he told them to. "Ahem…

"'Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, 'art sure no craven,

Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore—

Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!'

Quoth the Raven…"

No answer.

"Quoth the Raven…"

No answer.

"Come on you stupid bird! It took me so long to learn to turn you into a raven in the first place and you won't even say one little word!" Harry cried.

Still no answer. This time, though, the raven fluttered its wings and turned around to wave its tale feathers at Harry.

"MALFOY! SAY 'NEVERMORE' RIGHT NOW OR I'LL…I'LL…I'LL CURSE YOU!" Harry screamed, his eyes turning red.

He must have scared Raven/Malfoy, because he finally croaked, "Nevermore."

"Yah, that's what I thought! Ok:

"Much I marveled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly…"

"What do you mean? It's Malfoy! It's no surprise to me he can talk!" George interrupted.

"Umm, I don't think that's exactly what you should have said," Fred remarked.

"GAAAAH!" Harry yelled, "STOP INTERUPTING ME! THE NEXT PERSON WHO DOES WILL HAVE TO ANSWER TO ME!

Though its answer little meaning—little relevancy bore;

For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being

Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door—"

Harry stopped to take a breath when George asked, "Can I talk now?"

Harry glared t him, but sighed, "Go ahead, but make it quick."

"Alright," he started, "Why is it such a blessing to see a bird above his chamber door?"

"You didn't hear the next the part yet," Harry answered.

George shrugged.

"Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,

With such a name as "Nevermore."

Harry grinned at George.

"Well, what's so special about a bird with the name 'Nevermore?'"

Harry opened and closed his mouth several times before answering, "Because I said it is."

George shrugged.

"But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust spoke only

That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.

Nothing further then he uttered—not a feather then he fluttered—"

Raven/Malfoy uttered, "Potter!" and fluttered his feathers.

Harry clenched his fists and took a deep breath, "YOU INTERUPTED ME! LET ME TELL YOU, YOU ARE (Goddess: Lets keep this at least PG boys. Dean: Sorry.) BAD WORD LUCKY I NEED YOU TO BE THIS BAD WORD RAVEN!"

Raven/Malfoy stared wide-eyed at Harry before backing up a step. Harry shuddered before starting again.

"Till I scarcely more than muttered, 'Other friends have flown before—

On the marrow he will leave me, as my Hopes have flown before.'

Then the bird said,"

Harry raised his wand in Raven/Malfoy's direction. "Nevermore," the black bird muttered.

Dean: Yah! We did pretty good.

Terry: I agree.

Dean: Hey, Goddess, can we do this again?

A/N: Ok, that wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Maybe I will let them help me with the next chapters. Review and tell me if I should let them help with the next few chapters.