Hey everybody I'm back to writing again now that lacrosse season is over. Sorry for the wait on this chapter. Well I don't think anyone read my story originally so I'm not quite sure whom I'm apologizing to. Anyway on with the Story. Oh and remember to review.

".Yeah Ron, Neville and I walked into the room and found my chest out from under my bed and open. Nothing was missing but still I can't help but feel that this is going to become another one of our escapades. Apparently we can never have just a calm, unexciting year. And on the second day of school! Do we ever get a brake?!" Harry said getting louder the more he spoke.

Hermione could see that Harry was getting excited over something so small and decided it was time she spoke. "Oh calm down Harry, we all know that you like to go on your little. well actually rather large, adventures. But besides that I'm sure its nothing that we can't figure out."

"Well, well, well if it isn't my good friends Potter and mudblood. Looking to save the world from all most certain destruction." Malfoy said sarcastically. Harry looked questionably at Hermione who was lightly giggled at his statement.

'Why would she find that funny, he called her a mudblood and. and it was just.Malfoy. If it was anyone else he might have thought it somewhat funny, but Malfoy just made it sound harsh.'

Harry was bout to speak when someone cut him off.

"Piss off ferret boy, go back to your table of worthless rejects," Ron simply stated and sat down next to Harry at the table.

Harry was stunned Ron would always make fun of Malfoy. But his voice had a cold tone, and the ways he made it sound so effortless, it wasn't like Ron.

"Gee what's wrong Weasel not having a good day? What did you run out of hand-me-down robes? Or did." Malfoy started but quickly stopped.

From the corner of his eye Harry caught Hermione shaking her head sternly at Malfoy just before he stopped. He quickly looked at Ron, who didn't seem to notice. He was worried by the way Ron was looking.

"Well I'm not going to waste my time with a bunch of low class losers like yourselves, I have more important things to do." With that said Malfoy turned his back and left.

"Yes he wouldn't want to keep his boyfriend Goyle waiting, would he." Harry said sarcastically.

Ron snickered a little at the comment and was about to join in but was cut off by Hermione.

"He is not gay." Hermione said sounding almost offended.

Ron and Harry both looked at Hermione like she had three heads. "Yeah, Hermione I am sure he isn't, but we were just kidding. You know kidding, not serious, a joke." Ron replied.

"Oh Yeah I knew that." She laughed weakly, and quickly looked down at her lap. "I was just kidding too."

"Yeah ok.Anyway, Ron you missed it we got the coolest new defense against the dark arts teacher. Her name is professor Alyx. Well she is the second coolest DADA teacher. Lupin will always be the greatest. But she is a close second." Harry started to ramble. Ron knew that if Harry got going there was no stopping him, so Ron cut in.

"Yeah, I know" he added in quickly

"You know?" Harry and Hermione said on unison

"Yeah I met her on the way here. She seems great. I just can't help but wonder what's wrong with her." Ron said

"What do you mean what is wrong with her?" Harry asked sounding really confused.

"Oh come one Harry you haven't noticed our bad luck with the Dark Arts teachers. Lets see we have had 4 in the past 4 years." I would say that they are pretty much cursed. Hermione explained.

"I see your point." Harry said pretending to be interested in his eggs on his plate, but he was covering up for the fact that he felt pretty dumb for not figuring it out sooner.

"Well I think we should get going, don't you think? We don't want to be late to class or Snape will kill us." Hermione said while picking up her books.

Ron threw the last couple of bites of toast in his mouth and Harry finished his orange juice. They both sat up, took their books, and followed Hermione out into the hallway.

On the way to class Harry and Hermione got into a heated debate on what school subject was more important. Of course Ron had no interest in that conversation so he walked a little bit behind the two. He started to drift off into his little dream world, with no potions class. In its place a Quiddtch class instead. But he was awoken from his daydream when he heard the group of kids behind him talking excitedly.

"Did you hear what happened to Mr. Flich's cat, Mrs. Norris?" a Hufflepuff asked the mixed group of Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. They all shook their heads or replied 'no.'

"Well I heard that someone tie-dyed her fur." Said the Hufflepuff girl who seemed to know what was going on.

"She probably looks like a rejected 60's T-shirt." Laughed a Ravenclaw boy.

"Yeah I can't wait to see her." Responded another one.

"You won't see her. Mr. Flich won't let her out until the dye comes out, apparently it can't be undone by magic. Imagine that." laughed the leader again.

Ron could help but stifle a laugh, but kept quiet so he could hear the rest.

" Does anyone know who did it?" Questioned a plump blond Hufflepuff girl.

"Nope. That's what is so great about it. They don't have the slightest clue." Said the leader quietly.

"Bet I can guess who it is." said the Ravenclaw boy. "I bet it's those Weasley Twins. You know Fred and George. They always come up with the best pranks. They haven't done any big ones lately. So it's about time they get started again, it has been so boring around here lately."

Ron was not surprised to hear this. His brothers were always getting in trouble for their millions of practical jokes. This summer they were only inches from getting sent to live with Charlie in Romania, after they added their own little concoction into the punch bowl at a party the Ministry of Magic was holding. About a hundred people were growing fur or scales, and some people were even crawling on their hands and knees barking and trying to lick up the bugs on the floor. Of course Mrs. Weasley told them if they pulled another stunt like that they would never live to get their apparating licenses. That was enough to scare them off for a while. But I guess you can't teacher an old dog new tricks, and they are back to making mischief.

But before Ron knew it he was not behind Harry and Hermione anymore, but two floors above where he should be in potions. He looked at his watch and saw that he was already 5 minutes late. "OH NO I'M LATE!" It would probably take him another four or five minutes to get down there.

Ron took off into a sprint down the hall. 'How could I have not been paying attention to where I was walking? And I couldn't be late for just any class. No, it had to be potions. I am so dead when I get there Snape is going to use me as a tester for some god-awful potion.

Ron had reached the dungeon door to the potions class in record time. If Hogwarts had a track team Ron could be the captain of the team. He made it in an unbelievable 2 and a half minutes and only managed to knock down 3 students and 1 ghost, well. more like ran through a ghost. Ron stood on the tips of his toes and carefully looked through the door window into the Potions classroom and gasped.

What did Ron see in the Potions room? There is only one way to find out. READ THE NEXT CHAPTER! Please review, I would love to know what you have to say. Any suggestions send them in. Thanks.