I actually helped Klee with part of this chapter! ^_^

Special thanks to: Silverfox(thats true. Harry can be so cluelessly cute sometimes ^_^), ClarKeRaVen(::giggling:: we *are* evil, aren't we?^_^), SoulSister(me too! ^_^), Star(thank you! ^_^ and it's ok, I understand. my compy is *always* screwed up in some way or another ^^), Ambrosius(*lol* yes, they're idiots. but they're shaggable idiots! ^_^ what quote?), Raining(really? ::glomp:: we converted you!! ^__^ at least for our story ^_~ and thank you so much!:)


"How many times are you going to read that? You've already got it memorized."

George plopped into a plush chair next to her.

"It ain't a sin if I keep readin me bible, is it?" She looked at the ceiling and waved upwards.

"Your odd."

"Thanks."

She snuggled down into the chair a bit more and turned the next page which listed a small portion of the seven hundred fouls commited in Quidditch.

"We've got to work on stooging," she muttered to herself oblivious to the fact the Harry had walked in until Ginny nearly screamed his name. She looked up attentively and watched him give Ginny a small wave before heading up to his dorm.

She looked around quickly and leapt up, placing the book quietly on the table. She crept over to the Boy's stairway, took a quick look around when-

"Kaleb!!" George yelled and she fell over. "What are you doing?"

"Eh," She got up and smiled, "Going to bed?"

"First off," He was walking up to her waggling a finger, "Your dorm is that way. And second, aren't you with Draco?"

Fred appeared behind him and stuck his finger in his mouth and gagged.

She glared at them both. "Ok fine. I just need to talk to Harry.." She turned and took a step forward only to be pulled roughly back down. "Hey!" She looked at them frowning.

"Ok what do you want?"

"The instructions to your Color Charm potion."

"Hell no! That took me a year to make!"

Their identical faces fell at the same times.

"You know, that gets creepy."

"You want to-"

"-Know creepy?" They cackled.

"Arg! Here," She handed them a piece of worn parchment and raced up the stairs. "By the way, it's blank!"

Gred and Forge looked at each other and scowled.


"Hullo Dracy," Star walked up to the blonde boy who was sitting on his bed, jumping up onto the mattress beside him.

He merely grunted in response.

"What's with *you*?"

"Oh nothing," He replied coldly, not even bothering to look at her.

"Hey, don't take it out on me because you're jealous!"

He turned his head to face her, his eyes shining with the urge to kill. "What the fuck are you talking about? Me jealous of who?"

"Me!"

"No offense Star, but you're not all that great to look at."

"Jackass! Besides, Harry doesn't seem to think so," she shot back.

"And remind me why I care?"

"Why don't you tell me? You're the jealous one."

"I hate you."

"I know."

"I hate Potter too."

"Sure you do," she said, unconvinced.

"Are you suggesting that I like Potter?"

"Not at all."

He doubled over with laughter, tears starting to form in the corners of his eyes. "Aha Star, you almost got me this time. I actually thought you were seri-"

"You love him, you moron."

Without another word she left the wide-eyed boy to his thoughts.


She knocked on the door gently. No answer. Kaleb opened it slowly so it wouldn't make a loud squeaky noise. She peered around, her eyes adjusting to the light deficit room.

"What do you want?" Came a familiar voice from the only maroon bed with its curtains shut.

"We should talk." She walked over, opened the hangings and sat on the edge of his bed.

He gave her a tentative look and she smiled a little and held up her hands in a silent surrender. "I'm not here to create a war."

"I think it's too late for that," Harry argued before he could stop himself.

"Oh?" She looked interested. "Care to finish that thought?"

"Not really."

"You sure Harry? I mean you must have a lot of things bottled up inside," she offered him a kind smile, "I may be labeled for my tricks but have you ever heard Fred and George complain about trust?"

He thought for a moment. It was true, he hadn't heard anything like that and knowing the twins they would make it as big a deal as any if something did happen. But he wasn't sure. He wasn't sure of anything anymore, not even Draco. He had mused that when the world around him was changing he'd still have the same old torment from the same old rich, bigheaded, conceited Slytherin. But that too was changing and he hadn't decided if it was change for the better.

"You know something don't you?"

Kaleb's mouth dropped with the sudden accusation. "O-of course not."

He didn't miss the stutter. "Whatever you're doing just stop. Don't interfere in my life."

"What if it's too late for that?" she whispered softly and with the natural born cat-like instincts she slinked out of the room as quietly as she had come.

Yes, she thought, Harry was definitely affected by the plan.

It's about bloody time.