***I only got 6 reviews [sob] but I might have more by the time this is posted [brightens up] at least, I'd BETTER! anyway, I noticed that this is getting a bit rushed. I will try to slow down the next chapter, I promise.***

Harry and Ginny walked through the long shadows that lined the library floor to the window where the broomstick rested. It was almost dark and the lamps lining the corridors of Hogwarts were beginning to light themselves. Ginny carried the book under one arm and pulled it out when they stopped next to the broomstick.

"I don't want to have to carry this everywhere we go. What'll we do with it?"

Harry thought for a moment.

"Why don't you tie it onto the broomstick? We have to get to the dungeons to get the stuff from Snape's private stores and the only way to get there is through the corridors of the castle. We can fly there through the corridors."

Ginny brightened. "Great idea!"

She pulled the cord off her robes then cut it in half using her wand. She laced one half back and used the other to tie the book onto the end of the broomstick. She knotted it three times just to be sure, then climbed on behind Harry. They had reached an unspoken agreement that this way would be better.

The flight through the school corridors was fairly uneventful apart from them narrowly dodging a few gangs of students and a 3rd year Ravenclaw boy with shoulder length brown hair grabbing Ginny's arm and almost succeeding in pulling her off her broomstick. Harry swerved just in time to avoid collision with the wall and cursed the boy rather vengefully. Ginny looked back just in time to see him lying unconscious on the ground with black swellings all over his face, and garish pink hair growing out of his ears and nose.

Soon they were flying more slowly through the dungeon tunnels, past black slimy walls with poisonous green moss growing in the cracks. Harry's face was contorted into an ugly grimace as the neared the potions classroom.

Ginny looked at him sympathetically. "You don't like potions do you?"

"No, as a matter of fact, I don't." Harry said shortly in a tone which clearly said, don't pursue the matter.

Ginny looked away, stung, and saw the potions classroom door fly by.

"STOP!"

"What do you want now?" Harry asked crossly.

"Only to tell you that the potions classroom was back there, though, of course, superior as you are, you wouldn't need the advice." Ginny said sarcastically.

Harry looked ashamed of himself. "Sorry."

"Humph."

He turned the broomstick and they moved more slowly back to the potions classroom. Jumping off the broomstick Harry swung open the door to reveal Draco Malfoy, cowering in a corner.

The minute Malfoy saw it was them, and that their eyes did not glow pink, the terrified look slid off his face to be smoothly replaced by the sneer that he seemed to reserve specially for Harry.

"So," He drawled, "It's potty and the weasel's little sister." He eyed Ginny up and down suggestively.

Harry snarled and his hands bunched into fists. Ginny quickly laid a placating hand on his shoulder.

"What are you doing here Malfoy?" She asked coldly.

Harry eyed Malfoy closely and took in his rumpled appearance and nasty black eyes.

"I should have known you would be a Parseltongue." He said disgustedly.

"Very well done Potty, so you finally figured it out. Of course, everyone in MY family is a Parseltongue, its in the blood." He smirked. Suddenly he looked suspicious. "How did you know, for someone with your level of intellect, I'm surprised."

" Only Parseltongue's are unaffected by the pink mist." Ginny said quickly, while restraining Harry who was trying to jump at Malfoy.

"So, that must mean YOU are a Parseltongue." Malfoy said to Ginny looking slightly surprised. He recovered quickly, "So, we belong together fire hair. Forget potty here and come with me, I'm sure I can better suit your needs." He drawled suggestively, smoothing his gelled blonde hair back with one hand.

Harry broke free of Ginny's hold and jumped on Malfoy. By the time he climbed off, Malfoy was lying bruised and half unconscious on the stone floor, moaning and twitching.

"Git." Harry kicked Malfoy one more time for good luck and muttered a spell. Ropes shot out of his wand and wrapped around Malfoy until only his nose emerged. Harry then turned to Ginny who was trying not to giggle and failing miserably.

"What do we do with him?" Ginny asked, finally getting her giggles under control.

Harry looked down at the cocoon glumly. "We'll have to take him with us. We might get into trouble if we leave him here to starve to death, even though it wouldn't bother me." He added savagely and kicked Malfoy again for good measure. A muffled grunt emerged from the cocoon. Ginny giggled again then quickly covered her mouth to stifle the sound.

Harry walked over to the cocoon and quickly bewitched it to make it feather light.

"Here," He called to Ginny, " Tie him to the firebolt while I get the ingredients. He walked through the door at the back of the classroom.

Ginny hurried over and tied Malfoy to the end of the broomstick next to the book. His head hung over one side and his legs hung over the other. Ginny grinned evilly.

A few minutes later Harry hurried back into the classroom, his arms full of ingredients. They tied them on top of Malfoy and climbed on themselves.

Harry steered the broomstick carefully out of the classroom. By now it was decidedly bulky and difficult to control.

"We'll stop at the kitchens on the way back to you're hideout to get some food for dinner and some to store." Harry called over his shoulder to Ginny as he maneuvered out of the classroom.

They flew down the corridors more slowly than before, accompanied by muffled cries of pain and grunts as Malfoy's head or feet scraped along the walls.

"Whoops!" Said Harry, grinning, as he 'accidentally' flew too close to the wall and Malfoy's head crashed into a niche, followed by a howl of agony.

When they neared the kitchens a girl with glowing pink eyes grabbed Malfoy's feet as they flew by, and attempted to drag him off the broom. Unfortunately he was tied on too tightly and after being dragged a few yards down the corridors the girl gave up and let go.

They stopped next to the bowl of fruit and Harry ticked the pear. Its giggles were punctuated by loud groans from Malfoy until Ginny grabbed him around the neck and threatened to strangle him unless he shut up.

When Harry opened the door to the kitchens he was bowled over by Dobby who had grabbed him around the neck and was clinging to him and sobbing.

"Dobby knew Harry Potter would come back to see him, Harry Potter is a great wizard and Dobby will do anything to serve him!"

Dobby let go of Harry and looked up at him with shiny adoring eyes.

Harry groaned inwardly.

Ginny smirked.

Harry scowled at Ginny.

Ginny carefully kept her face blank.

Harry gave up and turned back to Dobby.

"Dobby, we just need some food to store in Ginny's hideout, where we're living at the moment and some dinner to take with us.

Dobby gave Harry a look of pure ecstasy. "At once, Harry Potter!" and dashed into the kitchen. Three seconds later he returned with an armful of food and a huge cotton bag. He dumped the food into the bag and ran back into the kitchen. He returned 3 seconds later with another armful of food, dropped it into the bag, and dashed back into the kitchen. By the time he was done, Harry reckoned he had given them enough food to feed an army for a year.

Dobby looked adoringly up at Harry. "Harry Potter need not worry, for this food will not go bad and Harry Potter can come back to visit Dobby whenever he needs more food."

"Um... thanks Dobby." Harry grinned back at Dobby and Dobby hugged Harry around the knee. "Dobby has missed Harry Potter, Dobby doesn't want Harry Potter to go!" Dobby wailed.

"Sorry Dobby, I'll come back soon." Harry once again gently but firmly removed Dobby from his leg and turned to see Ginny waiting for him on the broomstick. He bewitched the bag to make it feather light and tied it on the back of the firebolt along with The book, Malfoy, and the Ingredients. He jumped on in front on Ginny and flew awkwardly towards the nearest window.

"Bye Dobby!" He called

"Goodbye Harry Potter!" Dobby called after them miserably.

***Sorry guys, but I'm going to end it there. At least its longer than all the other chapters! I KNOW that there are some people who are still reading this and are not reviewing. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!! otherwise its not worthwhile writing this because it takes a lot of time and effort. THANKYOU to those who DID review my last chapter.***