A/N: Sorry Ron!

Disclaimer: Nothing to do with the characters so far in this story do not belong to me, but to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury and Scholastic. Though I wish it all belonged to me, then I wouldn't waste time putting a disclaimer anyway ...

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Ron and Harry exchanged glances, wondering what the next chapter would hold. Would they be stars or not?

Suddenly, in the distance the bell for the next lesson rang out loud and shrill. As Hermione packed up her work and left, Ron slipped the book into his satchel before heading off to History of Magic.

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Part Two - Hansel and Neville

While Professor Binns droned endlessly in the background, Harry and Ron, and the furthest from front desk, lay the Professor Goose book across their knees. Harry turned the first page and they read,

'In a hut at Hogwarts far far away there lived two children called Hansel and Neville. They lived with their gran and Hagrid, and every morning gran would go out to buy ingredients to make cookies with, and Hagrid would tidy the grounds. Hansel and Neville were left in the hut, and one day they went to wander in the Forbidden Forest.'

"Poor Hagrid," whispered Ron, "he's in it too!"

"What is it with this book?"

'They walked for many hours, until finally they came to a little cottage. It looked lovely, and was made up completely of sweets! The children ran up through the little gate and began munching the soft sugary walls and fished out chocolate frogs in the pond. Hansel drank the pumpkin juice from the fountain while Neville knocked on the door. A sliding slit above the door pulled back, and two fathomless, pityless grey eyes stared back at him.

"Why, its some children," croned the voice, sounding pleased, "Come in, do come in!" The door opened, and a man with gresy black hair pulled into two buns and a hooked nose wearing a long grey dress grinned down at Neville.'

"Arghhh!!!!" yelled Ron.

"Not Snape! Run Nev, RUN!!!" shouted Harry. Neville (and the rest of the class) turned to stare at them.

"Why should I run?" enquired Neville, looking at them as though they were mental.

"Err..." stammered Harry.

Professor Binns looked up from his textbook, "10 points from Gryffindor, Mr Woosey, Mr Plonker."

"Sorry." murmered Ron. Professor Binns went back to his lecture, and as the rest of the class turned away the pair continued to read.

'The man led the children inside, slammed the door and locked it. He beared down on them, his eyes glittering maliciously.

"Tell me, Longbottom, what do you weigh?" he asked, blocking the kitchen door. Neville hesitated.

"Urm ... five stone, why do you ..." But before he finished his reply, the wizard seized him by the scruff of the neck and kicked open the stove. He chucked the kicking Neville into the stove, slammed the door shut and began to turn the heat dial when Hansel began hitting him with a broomstick over the head. The man backed away, and while he did so, Neville was freed from the oven. He and his brother climbed onto the broom and they flew away, the man shouting and sulking. And they lived, though shocked, happily ever after.'

"And the next chapter is ..." Harry flicked the pages of the novel, "... Sleeping Snooty."

"Gawd, sounds like Hermione all over!" whispered Ron under his breath.

"Reckon we should see what the chapter holds?"

"I think we ..."

A/N: I know I missed out the bit where Hansel and Neville should of been fattened up, but I couldn't be bothered at the time. Sorry - do forgive me!