Hey everyone! I hope you are enjoying Mellow Magic. I am. I really need to write something right now so the next few chaps might be really sad and tragic. I got in my 1st car accident (kinda) I got stuck in a ditch and really scratched the back bumper of my mom's car. She's really pissed about the scratches. My dad didn't really say anything. i don't know if he's mad or understands the situation.... Atleast i had a few friends there to stop me from crying and to calm down. And all of you to read about it! (if you read my chat room one... i'm still sick) on with the story....

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Chapter 9

It was striking one AM in the commen room. Harry just came down from his room with the invisibility cloak in his arms. Hermonie and Ron were waiting in the common room, both with sacks in hands.

"Ready?" Harry looked at both of them.

"More than i will ever be," Ron said.

As they entered the hall they fell under the cloak. They squeezed together so that their feet would not be seen by a teacher passing by. Tonight, Harry didn't want to use the Mauders Map. Moody was no longer around so he didn't need it as much. When the steped outside, the plant was very easy to find.

Now, the plants have taken over more than half of the grounds. All three stopped in mid-step at awe of what was in from of them. Harry shook his head and was the first to take the next step. The other 2 followed with dropped jaws. They all started grabbing at plants and stuffing them into their bags.

"Just think of how much we will make tomorrow." Ron's mouth seemed to be watering.

"The smell so good," Hermonie took a big wiff of the plants. "I could just smoke up here."

"What if someone comes here to do some charm and they see smoke rising out of no where?" Harry insisted.

They all frooze when they heard a rustling in the plants. All eyes where to their right.

"Maybe it was the wind," Hermonie whispered.

"It sounded bigger that wind, Hermonie." Harry commented.

More of the plants rustled. All three tried not to breath so hard. The tops of the mariuana started to disapear. A black figure appeared in the brush. He stopped a minute as it got near to Harry, Hermonie, and Ron. It looked over to it's left straight at them. Harry felt as though it was staring right through the cloak.

The blackness leaned in closer to them. Harry saw the face of Proffesor Snape. Snape sneered at the emptyness that was there, and walked back to the castle.

"That was close," Ron finally exhaled.

"Did you see what he had in his hands?" Hermonie asked them.

"Yeah," Harry answered "a sack."

"And there was this plant sticking out from it." Hermonie looked back as Snape was entering the castle.

"Do you think..." Harry almost quetioning.

"If he does it doesn't show it." Ron answered Harry.

"Harry, Do you think Lisa would have anything on the affects of Marijuana and the general way it effects people?"

"I'll send a note to Hagrid to see if Headwig is ok to start flying. Sorry, Ron, but Pig is really annoying." Harry looked at Ron pitifully.

"That's ok. Do we have enough?"

"I think so. Lets go back in before Snape decides to have a bedroom check." Harry motioned them to follow his lead.

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"Harry! Harry! Are you selling this early?"

"I have 2 gallions!"

"Can I have 3 joints?"

This was what Harry heard as he headed down to the common room Holloween morning. All of the Gryffindors that smoked were huddling around him for their daily pick up. They all had money in their hands waiting for Harry to pull out his usually baggies. Hermonie and Harry did most of the process last night, while Ron rolled most of it. Harry pulled out a paper bag and started to hand out orders. Even a little extra because it was a Holiday.

Just as Harry was putting away the bag back into his pocket, Proffesor McGonagall came bursting through the port hole.

"Granger, Potter, follow me." She said in a stern voice.

Everyone in the room looked shock. They all wondered if it was about what the group was selling and if they would be approached like that durring the day also. Harry and Hermonie followed McGonagall intot he hallway.

"You to are not in trouble. Proffesor Dumbledore just wants to have a word with you two." She flattly stated.

"Are the other Proffesors going to be there?" Harry looked up at her.

"Only the heads of the Houses."

Hermonie looked at Harry a little scared. They weren't in trouble so why were they being called down to Dumbledore's office? Harry could tell Hermonie was trying to think of a good enough lie to get past the Headmaster. Harry was too. He need all the excuses he could to get passed this today. "I wish I smoked before i came here" Harry thought to himself. He knew Hermonie had been dry for a few days. "She must be dying inside."

"Sugar Babies" McGonagall told the gargoyle.

The statue moved and they entered Dumbledore's office. Snape, Flitwick, and Sprout were standing around. They seemed to be waiting for them. Snape peered at them from behind Dumbledore. His looks could of knocked down Harry. Flitwick was sitting in a chair against a wall near Fawke's cage. Proffesor Sprout was standing near two chairs. Her cheeks weren't as rosey as usual. McGonagall took her place next to Dumbledore.

"Please, sit," Dumbledore motioned at the seets. "Don't worry you are not in any trouble." He reasured them

Harry and Hermonie sat down in the big plush chairs.

"Then, sir, what are we here for?" Harry asked.

"Ah, very good question." His eyes sparkled. "We are asking all the Muggle born children to come in. We are only asking some questions about their past schooling. It will not affect your grade or the way we will treat you." He paused as Harry and Hermonie nodded. "First we just like to know how your schooling besides here was like."

"What do you Proffesor?" Hermonie looked at him strangly.

"How did they treat you?"