A/N: HELLOOOOOOOOOO! Sorry, so sorry! I've been going so slowly, I'm so mad at myself! BUT DO NOT FEAR! I'm going on a month-long trip, where my dad will have a laptop and Internet connection. So, lots of writing. Well, when I'm not reading Order of the Phoenix. FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!

OK, chapter dedication. To Anikan, because I said so. Oh, and to Stewart, who is a ghost. BOO!

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"No, Earnie, you don't kick it anymore… Autumn, don't use your head, it's just… not right… HANNAH, WATCH O- Ooh, that looked like it hurt…."

"Woah…." Muttered Justin, helping Hannah up.

"Nice hit," said Devine, "Right into the goalposts."

"Yeah…." Said Justin, "Come on, let's go to the hospital wing."

As Justin and Hannah headed up the steps, followed by some other Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws, Devine began to feel a cold feeling. She looked to the ground, and all of a sudden, a person popped out of her foot.

"Stewart!" She yelled, falling on her back. A few students gathered around to help her up and look at the ghost.

"Stewart," Devine fumed, "You ectoplasmic freak…."

"Ah," said Stewart, "You know ectoplasmic residue doesn't exist."

"Oh yeah, I always trust the Ghostbustbusters."

"Never trust the Ghostbusters."

"Well then what are you made of?"

"Um," Muttered Stewart, waving his hands through Devine's neck. She just stood there, she was used to it. "I don't know…."

"Dev?" Asked Autumn, a Ravenclaw girl, "Who's he?"

"Oh," said Devine, "This is Stewart. He used to live with me in California. Then he lived in our house in London. Now he… lives here?"

"I'm going to follow you forever…." Stewart teased.

"He has glasses like Harry's." Angie, a Gryffindor sixth year commented. Stewart did have glasses like Harry's. Devine had never really noticed before. He had blue eyes and brown hair, or at least that's what he told Devine, because you could no longer tell, what with him being a ghost and all. He had died on September ninth, 1957, and was stuck in his ankle-length cuffed pants, black Converse high-tops, plaid, collared shirt, pull-over vest, and large glasses for all eternity. None the less, he was quite handsome.

As Stewart began making friends with some of the students, Hagrid came walking across the grounds.

"Oh, Hagrid," said Devine, "Come over here, we've got a new ghost!"

Hagrid strolled over, and Devine introduced him to Stewart. The two of them found a common intrest- fantastic beasts. The two walked off somewhere, talking about many different creatures, and Devine continued to teach the remaining students how to play American Football.

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Harry sat in the Great Hall, watching Ron poke at some noodles with his fork.

"Ron, c'mon, just give up."

"Yeah, if you should take advice from anybody, though, it should be me. I know my sis, Ron, if

she don't like you, dude, she don't like you. She don't like me."

"Drake, stop. One, that's not proper English, and two, Ron, you should never give up."

"Just, everyone shut up, OK?" Ron yelled, standing up. "I'll think of something to do!" And he stormed out of the Great Hall.

"Great," said Drake, "This is wonderful."

"There's nothing we can do?" said Phyllis.

"Yeah, nothing?" Chimed Lilly.

"No, Peaches," Hermione said, "Nothing. He's a stubborn person."

"SHIT!" Came a scream from the Slytherin table.

"What the Hell?" said Drake, standing up with the rest of the school.

Devine had jumped onto the floor, and she was now getting up and running across the hall towards the door. As Harry watched, she could see that she was chasing a rat- a rat with a silver front paw!

"Woah, whatcha doin, Dev?" said Stewart, jumping in front of her. Devine ran right through him, and Harry saw the rat run under the doors of the hall through Stewart's chest.

"Bugger," he muttered, running after Devine, who had swung open the doors and was rushing outside. He followed her outside, and into the dark forest.

As Harry wove between the trees, he began to loose sight of Devine. Suddenly, she stopped and looked around. She turned around, looked at Harry, and dashed off into the trees. Harry pursued her madly, but could no longer see her. They were off a trail. Harry looked around. He had no idea where he was, or how to get back to the school. He heard voices, so he decided to follow them back to the castle. He knew he was going to be in a lot of trouble, and he still needed to find Devine. Maybe she'd catch Pettigrew.

As Harry looked around to find the direction of the voices, Pettigrew ran right in front of him, followed by a white raccoon.

"Oh, bloody hell," Harry muttered, chasing after the raccoon. As they went deeper and deeper into the forest, Harry began to get tired, but neither the raccoon nor Pettigrew would give up.

As they turned a sharp corner, the raccoon stopped abruptly. It looked all around, and then caught site of Harry.

The raccoon, in a flash, turned into Devine.

"Harry! Um, uh…."

"You're an Animagi…."

"Uh, um, yeah? It took me a while to, um, figure out." Tears were appearing in Devine's eyes.

"Devine, are you OK?"

"Oh, Harry!" Devine sobbed, falling to her knees. Harry quickly knelt down next to her, and held her in his arms, comforting her.

"Harry, I could've caught him, and then everything would've been better, and he couldn't pass anymore information to Tom- Voldemort, and it would be harder for him to get you!"

"You know who Peter Pettigrew is?"

"He got your parents killed, Harry. And your godfather is in exile. I know a lot about you, Harry. I just can't tell you any of it."

Harry looked stunned.

"A-alright, Dev. Can we talk about it later, though?"

Devine sniffed and nodded.

"All right," said harry, "Now, how do we get back to the castle?"

"I can take care of that!" Devine instantly turned into the white raccoon and sniffed the air.

"This way, "she said, turning back into herself. "Towards the lake, they'll think that's where we ran off to. They never need to know we were in here. Follow me." She turned back into the raccoon and scurried away, Harry close behind. As they reached the edge of the forest, Devine turned back into herself, and they sped out of the forest and back to the castle.

"What was that?" Asked Ron when they got back. "Everyone said you ran off with Dev somewhere!"

"Pettigrew," said Harry, "I'll explain later."

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A/N: OK, I think I can really start digging into my plot line now.

Um, still, I NEED A NEW NAME! HELP ME!!!!!!!!! OK, bibi.