{ A/N: B As you may have realized, I changed the title. /B The fifth book's release is a little too...impending... for my taste. I don't think it would be very sensible for me to continue writing under that title. So now it is titled IAkin/I. Sorry for any confusion. I have also removed all references to 'The Order of the Phoenix', so I've changed a few things around. Nothing huge. (Well, too huge.) Anyway, it still takes place in fifth year. I *hope* to finish this soon, we are in the home stretch. (Maybe.) Five Chapters more, tops. (But don't take my word on it.) Just *please* do not be surprised when, twelve chapters from now, I'm saying: "Just kidding guys!" : ) Now without further ado... }

Throughout the remainder of September, and the first few weeks of October, time flew quickly for Harry. This is with the exception of Fridays, because Snape had begun to substitute for the still-missing Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher. The end of the week had become almost unbearable for Harry, since he had the oily professor for both Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts all in one day.

All of Harry's teachers agreed strongly with Hermione, the fifth years should already be studying for their O.W.L.S.. So the homework came in droves.

Quidditch practice was also time-consuming, and Ron had turned out to be a very good Keeper. This was true even when Fred and George were deliberately hitting bludgers at their younger brother, despite Angelina's pleas of not breaking any bones. Ron was at Madame Pomfrey's almost every couple days, but he did not seem to mind his brother's rough play. Ron loved Quidditch enough to put up with anything.

Although he had a busy schedule, Harry still scrounged for the time to talk to Ginny. He found himself looking forward to their conversations more and more each day, a realization Harry stumbled upon during Care of Magical Creatures.

Hermione's belligerent Murtlap had just bitten Ron, and Harry was imagining Ginny's reaction when he told her about this later. His thoughts had moved on to whether he could play Exploding Snap with her that night when he realized how much he was thinking about her. 'Get a grip, Potter,' he thought to himself. 'She is just a close friend.' Harry suddenly understood something for the first time. Ginny had become one of his best friends.

Harry looked sideways at Ron guiltily.

"What?" Ron noticed Harry's shamefaced glance.

"Nothing," Harry said a bit too quickly, and he returned to his Murtlap distractedly. It was not his fault that there were things he could not confide in Ron. Besides, Ron probably would not mind that was friends with Ginny, after all, it was his sister. Sibling rivalry did not go that far. However, the pit of Harry's stomach kept sinking. In the back of his mind he thought that maybe, if Ron got mad at him, it would not be for sibling rivalry.

***

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were on their way back from Care of Magical Creatures when Cho Chang ran past. Chasing after her was Roger Davies.

"Cho! Look, I'm sorry! Stop! Listen, I-" He rammed into Ron, whose books scattered all over. "Oh, I'm so sorry..." he apologized. "Cho's...er..." he sighed. "Girls," he lamented and grinned. "Do you mind if I...um..." Roger nodded towords the direction Cho had run.

"No, go ahead," Harry said. Roger quickly took off running, and yelling, again.

Hermione and Harry both bent down to help Ron pick up his books.

"I'll need to borrow some of Ginny's spellotape for this one..." Ron said, dejectedly looking at his History of Magic textbook.

"Here, a spare bit of parchment fell out." Hermione held out an old and tattered bit of paper, which Harry recognized immediately.

"That isn't mine-" Ron began, but Harry had already grabbed for the treasured item.

"It's the Marauder's Map!" A grin spread over Harry's face as he reached for the blank parchment. "I solemnly swear I am up to no good."

Instantly, an outline of the Hogwarts grounds came into view. Harry, Ron, and Hermione each saw the little dots, "Cho Chang" and "Roger Davies" moving towards Hagrid's hut.

"Wicked," Ron said.

"Mischief managed." Harry smiled, knowing the magical map was once again in his possession.

"Fred and George would have killed you if they'd have known you lost it," Ron smirked, looking enviously at the enchanted guide to Hogwarts.

"I didn't lose it. Moody..." Harry's voice fell flat. "Crouch 'borrowed' it from me."

"How did it get in your stuff then, Ron?" Hermione asked.

"I have no idea," Ron said perplexedly. "Are you positive it fell out of Imy/I book?"

Hermione nodded. "Absolutely. Have you left your book anywhere lately?"

"Only in the Hospital Wing every other day."

"So anyone could have snuck it in there?"

"Pretty much." Ron frowned. "Sorry."

After a short silence, Harry spoke. "We should get to lunch," he reminded them, and the three continued up the hill.

***

Harry had a lot to mull over during History of Magic that afternoon.

Who had put the Marauder's Map in Ron's stuff? Harry had a sneaking suspicion that the person responsible was only trying to get it to Harry. It was a handy little thing, after all... and someone had gone to some trouble to get it to him.

Harry heard Ginny's voice in his head. "...best not to dwell on things..." so he grabbed his library book to distract him from wandering thoughts. Brushing up on his dueling spells, Harry wanted to take a note on the tricky IAlboio/I and he shuffled through his spare parchment to write it down.

Suddenly, Harry sat up straight. A piece of parchment, not in handwriting he recognized, was staring up at him. He began to read;

'Harry-

You have an enemy at Hogwarts. Meet me Friday night, at the Flittering Fig at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, half-past midnight. Tell no one, and I will tell you who this enemy is.

Signed,
A Friend of a Friend'

Harry looked up from the note, out at the Forbidden Forest. Tomorrow was Friday.

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{A/N: I had more in this Chapter, but again, I decided to move it to the next. Actually, the next part, is I think the funniest part. (It is still Thurday in the next Chapter, sorry.) Anyway, for my lovely reviewers:

Emerald Dream: I did like your latest chapter, I hope you got my review. (You probably did.) When I was coming up with my new title, I couldn't help but think about yours. It is awesome! I love the sounds of French... anyway, I always love to hear about your favorite parts. I think you'll like the upcoming bit... I know I do. Hope to hear from you soon! : )

Eedoe: I've started looking forward to your reviews. I was reading parts of your favorite stories list... you've got very good taste. : ) Also, you were very insightful in your last review (*coughs*of course Harry*coughs*) , that was wonderful, made me laugh. Hope you like this Chapter!

Princess55: You know what? Don't even talk to me. You got out on the 30th??? That's. Not. Fair. It wasn't even *June* yet!!!!!

Danika: Happy last day of School!! We're hanging the summer... I was very happy to find your username (even if that one story totally sucked) :) Don't kill yourself @ Wildwater...

Beck: Hey, I updated, now you have 2 chaps to read. Have fun! }