*I'm so sorry guys...I've had work and exams and everything. Now it's holidays, so I've got no excuse. I'm sorry!!*

The next 23 hours were some of the best in their lives. None of them slept a wink. They sat in a corner of the common room and chatted for hours between themselves. They all, at sometime during that long talk, revealed their deepest secrets and fears. On a walk to stretch their legs, Harry (wearing the invisibility cloak) and Harriet discussed their feelings for Cho, how it was like to live with the Dursleys' and how they hated being the centre of attention all the time. On similar walks, Ron and Ronnie told of their jealousy of their best friend and the pressure they felt to be something good like their older siblings; and Herman and Hermione loved to have someone who understood them (even if it was themselves), until an argument broke out. Hermione stormed into the common room, for once not considering if anyone saw her. She stood above Ron and Harry, who were now gaping at her (thank goodness they were under Harry's invisibility cloak!). "Am I really that much of a.. a.." she floundered for words (another first), ".a SQUARE??" Ron snorted and put his fist in his mouth to stop him bursting with laughter. Harry struggled to keep his voice calm, but didn't repress a wide smile, she couldn't see him after all. "Uh..yes, I'm sorry to say." Hermione looked deflated, before glaring furiously at the spot next to Harry. She turned on her heel and stormed off.

The next morning, Herman, Ronnie and Harriet went down to the Great Hall, with Harry, Hermione and Ron under one of the invisibility cloaks. Hermione and Herman appeared to have made up. Strangely enough, she hadn't objected to Ronnie's suggestion that they come down for breakfast. It was so unusual for Harry and the others to see the gender opposites of their teacher and peers. Harry, Hermione and Ron spotted Draco's gender opposite the moment they set foot in the Great Hall. She had long silver blond hair and pircing gray eyes. She was flanked by two heavy set girls with lopsided faces. "That's Dracina Malfoy," whispered Ronnie to where she hoped the others were, "She's a bitch."

Proffesor Alba Dumbledore still had flowing silver hair, but no beard. At on stage of breakfast she sauntered up to Harriet, Herman and Ronnie, her blue eyes twinkling. After exchanging small talk, she leaned in with a smile. "Enjoying your friends' stay I assume?" All three of their mouths dropped open. Dumbledore chuckled, before winking at the three under the cloak. Then she turned on her heel and was gone. All six of them stared at each other before breaking into giggles.

Finally, the time came for them to go.