Sorry about the wait, just so you know there prolly won't be any updates from Thursday to Saturday on most weeks. I'll try to update on those days but I don't guarantee it! Now I'll answer some reviews!

Katzztar: Most of my chapters are pretty short, here's a little saying I heard: When writing, the chapters should be the length of a girl's skirt…long enough to cover the subject yet short enough to keep it interesting. Lol! I have a feeling Ferret World will be making a comeback…

Eyes-of-Lily: I'm so glad I cheered you up! Hopefully this chapter will too! I'm soooo glad JK is finally finished with book 5...but Harry doesn't have to know that ::Evil grin::

Calliroa: I'm glad you think its funny! I'll try to work in "Hott In Herre" and some brown sugar…just for you!

Aisla: I'm sorry about the toilet overflowing…yet that gives me an idea…hmmmm

AllStarChaser20: That's a good idea in making sequels to this, but I'll need alotta help! Any volunteers!? I'm giving you permission…just make it good! Lol!

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To the chappy!

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Chapter Six

Harry Potter was busily playing his second favorite game, darts (Quidditch would always be number one in his heart). This time the target was a picture of Draco Malfoy. He switched them regularly among Snape, Malfoy, and Barney the dinosaur. It wasn't until his dart ricocheted off the wall and hit him that he remembered that he had a story to write.

Chapter 6:

Hogwarts, Sweet Hogwarts

Harry Potter and company boarded the Hogwarts Express after a very teary goodbye from the Weasley's and Sirius. Percy wasn't that upset to see them leave since he had gotten a job as resident DJ at Hogwarts and would see them all very soon. Harry sat down in his usual spot rubbing his sides. Ginny and Mrs. Weasley had hugged him bit too close for comfort. He'd have to stop by the infirmary when they got to school to make sure he hadn't broken a rib.

Harry smiled. Mrs. Weasley was a very nice woman although her hugs could very well be classified as death grips.

"I wonder who will be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this year," said Ron while admiring his gold, ruby-studded watch.

"I have a pretty good a idea who it is," smiled Hermione mischievously. "I pulled some strings over the summer and got us a teacher you will be certainly surprised too see." Hermione had a wonderfully subtle way of pointing out that no matter what, she always knew more than you.

"Come on and tell us 'Mione," pleaded Harry rather unconvincingly. How can anyone look sincere when they're busy practicing pouty looks in the mirror that they had installed in their watch?

"I TOLD YOU A MILLION TIMES," shrieked Hermione, "NOBODY CALLS ME 'MIONE AND NO ONE EVER WILL!!!" Hermione sweetly smiled and straightened the collar on her rugby shirt as Harry and Ron just stared with their mouths agape.

Harry grinned broadly. Hermione hated being called 'Mione. She had sent Ron a howler once when he had shortened it in a letter he wrote her.

"Anyways, guess who is most likely going to be captain of the Quidditch team this year?" boasted Harry.

"I'm sorry Harry, I forgot. Won't you refresh our memory for the thousandth time." Hermione and Ron replied flatly.

"Its…ME!" declared Harry who was trying to build up a dramatic pause. "Because…I am # 1. No matter if you like it everyday you sit down and write it…eh eh eh," he rapped to make his point. Ron and Hermione just boredly looked at him. It would've been funny if Harry hadn't already done it 20 times.

At that very moment their cabin door was flung open to reveal none other than Malfoy and his cronies Crabbe and Goyle. All three were wearing identical "Ferret World" t-shirts. "Potter," he snarled, " I'd bet my lifetime supply of brown sugar [A/N there you go Calliroa!] That Captain's position is mine. You will once again have to bow down to my immense glory. Muhahahahaha!" Draco laughed and laughed until he started choking, then he just laughed again.

"Uh, Malfoy," began Ron slightly chuckling, "You and Harry are on different teams. Remember?"

"Of course!" said Draco taken aback, "I was just testing you!" And with that he walked out in huff while wearing his "Ferret World" backpack.

Harry and his friends entered the Great Hall only to be greeted by a monstrous sight. Percy was onstage dancing with Professor McGonagall while singing "Hot In Herre" at the top of his lungs. "Welcome Hogwarts!" Percy shouted, "Are you ready to learn!!!!!!????" He was merely greeted by an unenthusiastic reply from the audience.

"Attention, attention," began Professor Dumbledore, "I would like you to please direct your attention to our new DADA teacher…" The whole student body held their breath. "Professor Dobby!" finished Dumbledore. The silence was broken by Hermione's shout of "S.P.E.W. will prevail!" Harry and Ron just looked at each other. This was going to be a heck of an interesting year.

Harry sat back and admired what he had written. Even though Dobby being a teacher was very frightening, he felt like he had to put something else in to make Hermione happy. He couldn't wait until the next chapter.

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