A/N: Hey you lot, I don't own any of the characters except our Quirky Narrator. So Sad…oh, and I took the I feel good I feel great I feel wonderful thing from the movie "What about Bob" that's all.

A/N again: I sometimes use random capitalization when I type, I don't know why it happens and I can't really control it and I often don't catch it. sorry.

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And, We Continue to Get Nowhere!

 We Now Join the Narrator (me) in the entrance Hall, trying to calm herself. I am rather panicky right now…ah, look, Our Friends Harry Ron and Hermione are coming into the hall.

"Why am I always the last one said?" whines Hermione.

If You all are going to start THAT again I am Leaving! I QUIT!

"No! Don't!" Says Harry, oh god, I'm still doing it! "don't you want to help us figure out what's going on?"

Why would you want my help? You three are the Bobsey, er…Triplets… Can't you do it yourselves? That's what you do. It's what makes your lives warrant Narration.

"The Bobsey Who?" Says Ron. Ack.

Nevermind that. What were you saying, Harry?

"Thanks, I was saying, we need you as an objective observer. We are all pissed. At everything. We need you to be rational for us. This is some weird shit."

Well, I do love a good Mystery. Fine. But if you people Get snide with me, I'm hitting you all over the head and locking you in a closet, THEN I'm Outta here!

"Agreed." Says Harry.

"Hey! WE havn't agreed to that!" Says Ron.

"Oh, can it Ron, you're causing trouble!" says Hermione.

"Thank You Hermione" Harry Says. (switching the words around to break the monotony. BRILLIANT!?

"Oh, Shut up Harry, How dare you speak for me! I have my own Voice, thank you very much!" Hermione says Shrilly.

"So Who's side are you on? Mine or his?" Ron Cries.

"Oh, Don't you try to get me to take sides!" yells Hermione. Oh, Screw this! The Three Gryffindors are now shouting incoherently while the narrator is massaging her temples. What did I get myself into? It's just a job. It's just a job. I feel Good, I feel Great, I feel Wonderful…I feel Good, I feel Great, I feel Wonderful…there, that's better.

The three shrieking bodies in front of the Narrator who now has a headache shut up immediately and snap to attention. (they do this) hey, cool. I didn't know I could do that…

NOW. Lets be rational. And lets get out of the entrance hall, s'il vous plait.

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We are now reconvening in a remote corner of the Gryffindor Common room and this Narrator is desperately trying to get these others to PAY ATTENTION!!!!!!!!!!!!

 Magically, (A/N a bit of sarcasm there, not actually magic.) they do. well, wasn't that easy? Now, how're we going to figure this out? Should we make a graph, or a web chart, or maybe a flowchart? Or just a list?  But now, alas, the three Hogwarts pupils are participating in some sort grudge match that is now being held in Gryffindor Tower. I have Reason to believe that this was started by Lee Jordan who was going on about something like this at breakfast. Ah well. I may as well Join in.

Narrator jumps into the ring that had materialized and starts pounding the bajeezus out of whoever was near. It is very very fun. I should beat the crap outa people more often. It is an excellent stress reliever. Anyway, Folks, we'll have to get back to you , cuz, WE'RE BEING VIOLENT AND YOU'RE NOT MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! So great! See ya soon. As soon as we ice our swollen…er,…parts…poor Neville…


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A/N: Sorry that the story didn't Progress much in this part, I was just going with the flow and it took me to violence. Why does that always happen? Oh well, I'm not complaining. Oh, and Please Please Review.