Disclaimer- I've said it before, I'll say it again. I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters who belong to JKR. Stop asking for my autograph! It's CHAPTER 2 TIME! YAY!


I'm going to do research! Hermione announced, and fled down the hallway the opposite way as Harry had, towards the Library.
Uh, Herm, Ron asked to the quickly retreating figure who was outside his hearing range. Shouldn't someone tell Harry about his scar??? But just as Ron turned to go to his dormitory, Hermione materialized right in front of him!
Hermi-what the hell-how did you- He continued to sputter and look utterly confused until Hermioned began to answer him.
You see, it's quite simple. I just turned the speed transponder on my multiple quantum ionic displacer transtemperal distorter dimentional modulator.
Ron started to mumble incoherently and began mumbling again. Hermione just shot him a look of great annoyance, sighed and explained. It's a swiss army knife. Ron shook his head in amazement. Plus, it sends you through time.
The redhead formed a silent with his lips.
Anyway, Ron, maybe we should go see if- Her voice was interrupted by a horrified scream.
The crowds split as...Draco Malfoy made his way through, holding a ratty letter in his hand, shaking his head, sending his usually perfect hair in front of his face.
An abnormally large pug dog scampered up to him and began SPEAKING! it whined in a voice that could only belong to Pansy The Pug Parkinson. What's wrong? It turned to lick his face, but he kicked it and it hit the wall.
Amazingly it picked itself up and padded back to him.
I can't believe it. Malfoy whispered. I can't believe it, I don't believe it. I'm....I'm.......I'm poor...
Ron and Hermione burst out laughing and pointing their fingers at Draco. You're poor! Laughter, Draco Malfoy is POOR! Peals of laughter. Haha LOSER! You're poor!!!!!
Draco made his way over to them, glaring daggers for having announced to everyone who didn't hear his whisper. Hermione stopped laughing immediately, but Ron persisted.
In case you forgot, Weasel-y He snarled at Ron. You're poor too.
Ron stopped laughing. You wanna make something of it, Ferret-boy??? Malfoy stared at him blankly and shrugged as Ron lowered his raised fists. Ok, then do you wanna be poor friends together?
Draco's face broke into a grin. I've never had a poor friend before! What should we do first?
Ron asked. Well, what can we afford?
Draco's smile intensified and he and Ron broke into laughter.
As he and Draco linked arms, Ron suggested. Hey, let's go mooch off rich people!
Draco giggled and they skipped down the hallway together, arm in arm, singing We're Off To See The Wizard at the top of their lungs, with a huge pug at their heels.