Oh my gods, am I getting fed up with this computer! This stupid piece of crap couldn't compute its way out of a paper bag!!! Anymoose, sorry for the holdup, blame me entirely, leave the yelling at meh computer to me. -___- Now…

Chapter 9

Are We There Yet?

"No, no Ron! You are supposed to put the charm on Harry! Not me!" Hermione said curtly, without taking her eyes off the book in her hand.

Ron growled, "Well why don't you do the bloody spell!"

"Yeah! And why am I the guinea pig?" Harry wondered. They advanced on Hermione who didn't flinch.

"Because I'm telling you what to do!"

Ron and Harry shrugged at eachother and stepped back.

"Now, Harry. You stand over there." Hermione directed him, pointing towards a far corner in the common room. "Ron, you stand directly opposite of him."

"Should I be standing near so much stuff that I can crash into?" Harry said uneasily, eyeing the bookshelves that I also have decided should be in the common room.

"Oh… I hadn't thought of that." Hermione bit her lip and thought, but shrugged. "Don't worry, I doubt Ron will be able to do the spell correctly anyway." Ron scowled so she added, "This is just a test after all."

"Just tell me what to do!"

"Fine. Point your wand at the subject, Harry in this case!" She glared at Ron and wondered if it was an accident that his wand kept "slipping" in her direction. "And then you say… erm…" She squinted at the book, "How do you pronounce that?" She mumbled.

"WHAT!?" Harry yelped, getting more nervous by the minute.

"Oh nothing. Ron, say jum… jumberacta!"

Ron shrugged, "JUMBERACTA!" A frizzly bolt shot out of his wand and hit Harry right in the chest. His body seemed to absorb it.

Hermione rushed over to Ron and they watched Harry in anticipation. Nothing happened.

Hermione smacked Ron upside the head, "Why didn't it work? He is supposed to being jumping around, BOUNCING OFF THE WALLS!" She thwapped him. "We'll just have to try it again! We have to get this ready so we can perform on a large group of people and wait for the furry thing!!!"

Harry had begun to shake violently.

"Oh dear God, Ron! You killed him!" Hermione shrieked.

Ron shuddered and slowly walked towards Harry, who wasn't looking at anything in particular as his eyes shifted in and out of focus.

"Er… Harry? Whoohoo! Hullo!"

The shaking stopped and Harry exploded… KABOOM!

Wait? Why did I write that?

The shaking stopped. "HIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!" Harry said, giggling. "You are such a silly head, Ron! SILLY HEAD! SILLY HEAD! WOOOOOOOHOOOOO!!!" He proceeded in running around the room.

Ron backed away to Hermione. "Herm." He whispered through his teeth, not wanting to disturb Harry, "What happened to him!??!"

"Well… it sort of worked…" Hermione said doubtfully, watching Harry bounce around. "I think I pronounced it wrong. We didn't make him simply bounce around without his own accord… WE MADE HIM REALLY HYPER!!!"

They slowly turned to see Harry trying to run up a wall, only to fall repeatedly on his backside.

"What are we going to do!?" Hermione yelled, since Harry had begun singing "Row Row Row Your Boat" Quite loudly.

"I know! The spell didn't work, so now there is no way to catch the thing that is messing with Ginny!"

Hermione gave him a look. "Are you insane? Cast this on a bunch of people and that thing is sure to come! I was talking about the fact that we have potions in 5 minutes!"

"Oh." Ron said. He paused. "Gotta leash?"

"RON!"

"Alright, fine. How long can it last? And if worst comes to worst, we can stick him in the crowd of other people that we do this on. In fact… let's do it now while he's still at his best!"

"I don't think that's a good idea…"

"Come on! The halls will be packed from the kids going to class!"

"But…"

Too late. Ron already had the portrait open. He held up pillow from off the couch and threw it into the hall. "Come on, Harry! Fetch! Go to the pillow!"

"PILLOOOOOWWW!!!" Harry screamed gleefully and chased after it.

Hermione rolled her eyes and followed, wondering how a simple case of "Let's break them up." Had turned into a rather complicated case of "Let's cast a hyperactive spell on several students so they draw the attention of the little furry creature that we hope to stop from putting love potions in the drinks of students."

END OF CHAPTER NINE

This was called "Are We There Yet?" There, meaning, the point. Also meaning, that I could have ended this about five chapters ago! ^_^ Oh well, tata for now!