I am so sorry that I haven't written in forever! I am so sorry! SO SO SO SO SO SORRY! I was just never in the mood to write again because of… wrather evil events involving fanficiton.net… and whenever this said evil thing happens, I always try to boycott this site! Well, I've disvcovered I am too addicted to bother, and it's not really fair to you guys. So, I promise, unless something makes it ultimately impossible for me to reach a computer, that I will have these chapters out with only a couple days in between. Okay? Yeesh., hope your not asleep yet. We still have to get trough:

Chapter 8

A Helpful Oversight

Situation: Ginny and Draco wanted to sit next to eachother at lunch.

Cause: Ginny and Draco tried to sit at Gryffindor, but the natives threw food at Draco. Draco and Ginny tried to sit at Slytherin, but the natives threw food at Ginny.

Effect: Ginny and Draco sat on the floor between the two tables with several different types of food stains on their robes.

"This is ridiculous!" Ginny said, putting down her drink and leaning on Draco. "Why are we sitting on the floor?"

"I think it's going to be a while before anyone accepts us, Gin…"

"But why!? Can't they just get it through theirs skulls that we want to be with eachother!? Just yesturday, Harry tried to give me some excuse about a furry thing and love potions!"

"Hmph! Potter said the same thing to me! What's he getting at?"

"I think he's lost it…" Ginny said thoughtfully.

The two burst out laughing.

At Gryffindor table, Harry and Ron were fuming. "Look at them over there! They act like sitting on the floor next to eachother is the most normal thing in the world!" Ron exclaimed.

"Well, as soon as Hermione is done thinking up some plan for us to get this thing, we'll never let this," Harry gestured towards Ginny and Draco in disgust, "Happen again!"

"How do we know that little elf guy was telling the truth though?"

"Well, what about that tail in the picture?"

"That could have been anything." Ron said skeptically "Like a cat, or a rat, or that first year…"

Hermione ran in and practically crashed into them.

"Do you have a plan!?!?" Harry and Ron asked.

Hermione seemed very excited, "YES! Wait… no… but you'll never guess what I've found!!"

"The furry thing?" Harry asked.

"No."

"A book on how to catch furry things?"

"No."

"A…"

"No! Now look!" She put a spiral notebook down on the table.

The two stared at it a moment. Ron poked it.

"What is it?" He asked.

"LOOK INSIDE!" Hermione screeched.

Harry gingerly opened to the first page and gasped. There, was a cartoon drawing of two people who were obviously Justin and Pansy! The rough drawings around them showed that they were in some classroom, but they weren't taking a class…

He flipped the page and laughed. It was a picture of Ginny frantically waving her wand in some class. Judging by the turtle boxes, it was Charms. Why did Proffesor Flitwick always give that test?

Another page. This time it showed Ron throwing Ginny on the couch in Gryffindor common room.

The next picture was of Neville and Seamus, under a tree… feeding eachother Bertie Botts Every Flavored Beans?

He shuddered.

Justin and Pansy again… Yeesh, didn't they do anything else?

The second to last one was a drawing of Harry, Ron, and Hermione passed out on the floor.

Ron growled and reached out to snatch the notebook, but Harry turned the page and saw…

It wasn't finished. It showed the backs of two people sitting on the floor…

"Hermione! Where did you get this?" Harry asked excitedly.

"Over there." She pointed to the entrance to the Great Hall.

"So this thing was right there, minutes ago!?" Ron asked.

"Yes." Hermione said.

"DID YOU SEE IT?"

"No."

"Do'h!" Ron slapped his forehead.

"It must have heard me and run away. I guess it dropped this!"

"Not that these pictures aren't amusing, and we can use them for blackmail purposes, but how is this supposed to help us?"Ron said, aggrivated.

"Don't you see?"

"NO!" Harry and Ron answered, tired of feeling dumb.

"It's always there when something interesting happens! All we have to do is cause a rucus of some sort, and it'll be there!"

"How are we going to do that?" Harry said, pondering.

"Shouldn't be too hard. Heck, with our lives, we probably won't even have to make one up!"

The three headed out, forgetting the notebook.

Just moments after they left, a Ravenclaw succeded in knocking over the entire table.

Everyone was so wrapped up in laughing, no one noticed anyone small and furry run up to Gryffindor and snatch the notebook, and as always, laughing.

Well, one person noticed.

He took a picture.

END OF CHAPTER EIGHT

Again, I'm sorry. Gweeeeee…. Yesh… yesh… gah! Mwerp! Moooooooooo! Mwerple! HYYYYYYPPPPPEEEEERRRR!!! * dies *