DISCLAIMER: ……… …….. ……… Hmm? Wha? Oh, right, I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters. They all belong to J.K. Rowling.

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Fortunately for them, the Slytherin common room was quite empty. Or so they thought. It was quite dark in there, too.

          "Geez, the Slytherins have more active social lives than us," Hermione whispered. In this dark room, it was hard not to do that.

"You got that right, Hermio-"

"SURPRISE!!!!!"

The trio jumped in fright.

"Oh, no! We got the wrong threesome, again!" The lights went on for a moment then went off. In that moment, the trio saw Slytherins crowding behind the couches and armchairs. They were wearing party hats and other party gears you might find someone wear at a party.

"C'mon, you three!" someone said to the trio. They hadn't noticed who the trio exactly were. "Hide or you're gonna spoil the whole thing!" The trio felt themselves being pushed behind the couch.

"They're having a birthday party," Hermione barely whispered to Ron.

"I noticed," Ron said with sarcasm.

"I wonder who's birthday it is," Hermione went on ignoring the sarcasm.

"Well, we won't be able to find out," Ron told her.

"Why not?!" Hermione asked, glaring at Ron.

"Because we have some beds to mess up!"

"Oh, right, I almost forgot!"

They both got up and walked stealthily to the staircase, careful not to bang into a Slytherin student.

"Oi, watch it!" someone said as Hermione stepped on his foot.

"Ow! My head!" someone else cried when Ron knocked his elbow on him by accident.

"Ouch!"

"Sorry!" Hermione apologised with a coarse whisper in case one of them recognised her voice. They finally reached the staircase and that was when it dawned upon them.

"Where's Harry?" Hermione asked Ron, whispering still. They had left poor old jinxed Harry at the other side of the room.

"I'll get him." Ron told her. He was starting towards the other end when suddenly ………..

"SURPRISE!!!" The lights flashed back. The Slytherins had stood up and were now crowding around three boys, wishing one of them a happy birthday.

Harry was taken aback by that sudden outburst by the Slytherins. He hadn't noticed that Ron and Hermione weren't there beside him hitherto. He looked around fearfully, trying to spot his friends.

Hermione had run upstairs when the lights were switched on. Ron wasn't as smart as her. He went back to look for Harry. When he found him, he grabbed Harry by the arm and dashed towards the staircase, half-dragging Harry on the floor. He banged a few people on the way but the Slytherins could not care less if aliens had landed right now. It was Draco Malfoy's birthday and they wouldn't miss one moment of it for the world because he was a dear friend to them. Either that or he's rich.

The trio then walked up to the boy's dormitory. They half-squealed with delight as they saw the freshly made beds.

"When the Slytherins come upstairs, they wouldn't know what hit them!" Hermione said with glee.

"Yeah!" Ron agreed with enthusiasm glowing on his face. "Hey, this must be Malfoy's bed!"

They spent a good half hour messing up the Slytherin's beds while the party went on downstairs.

Hermione sighed as she flopped onto one of the unmade beds. She was beat. Too tired to notice the mouldy stench emanating from the bed she was on. Harry and Ron sat at the foot of the bed.

"Boy, that was some fun," Ron said. Harry nodded in agreement (still jinxed, by the way). At that moment, Hermione gasped. She was staring at a piece of parchment that stuck out of the trunk beside the bed she was on. Harry and Ron noticed it too. Hermione yanked it out and read it, her eyes widening in horror as the seconds passed.

She put down the parchment when she was done reading it.

"Oh, my God."

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Hey, whadaya think? Wait for Chapter 5 to find out what she read. What was that? You don't really care what she read because this fic is a piece of crap? Yeah, I have to agree with you.

I think it's pretty obvious what she read, right? Oh, now I got you thinking what she read. You're not gonna review now, are ya? Heheh.