A/N: Yay, another chapter! (like you care) Please, if you're reading this and haven't read the first one, I want you to! I'm so close to getting a hundred reviews on that one, and I'd really like it if I did! But anyway ...please keep reading!

-------------The Forbidden Forest---------------------

"You know what, I'm getting tired of this," Voldemort said the next day.

"Of what, hiding out here?" Ganon asked, not even giving a passing werewolf a second glance.

"No, of being this girl," Voldemort answered. "I made up a plan last night, and would really rather not be in her position when it's put into action."

"What exactly is your plan?"

"Well... you told me that Malon used to be in love with this Link fellow, didn't you?" Voldemort asked.

"I believe so."

"All right then. Now that I--or rather she is their trusted friend, the Princess would never expect her to ..... do something with her husband, right?"

Ganondorf laughed. "I see where you're going. To pit Link and Zelda against each other is a marvelous idea ..... we can attack when they are both emotionally fragile .... that's an excellent plan, Voldemort."

"Why, thank you."

"But how are you going to use ...Malon in all this?"

"Simple," Voldy answered with a cruel smile. "I'm going to erm, un-possess her, first of all. Then we'll ... do you remember that curse I taught you? The Imperious curse?"

"Yeah, that's the one that gives you total control, right?"

"Yes," Voldemort snickered. "If I use that curse on this farm girl, I can make her do whatever I want. Kiss that Link fellow, stab a student, do anything .... think of all the possibilities!!"

Ganondorf grinned evilly. "Brilliant, Voldemort!"

"Ah yes, I know."

"Just one thing."

"What?"

Ganon frowned. "How do you plan on explaining your sudden appearance at Hogwarts?"

"I told you," Voldemort said impatiently. "I'll take that giant's job."

"Yes, but I told YOU that that isn't going to be easy," Ganondorf growled. "You need to come up with a significant reason for him to have disappeared under strange circumstances."

"That's true," Voldemort muttered, starting to pace about in a small circle. "Wait a moment, what if we just tell them the truth? Tell everyone a dark wizard, perhaps 'You-know-Who' transported him to another place."

"Dumbledore would be eager to find him, don't you think?" Ganon said. "We need to come up with something that would convince him that there is no chance of getting the giant back. That stupid oaf, he's probably been killed by Hyrule's knights already anyway..."

"Ganondorf, that's it!" Voldemort shouted. "We tell Dumbledore he's dead."

"You think he would buy something like that?"

"Only if we had proof."

"Well, what could we use as proof?!" Ganon asked. Then he snapped his fingers. "Wait, I've got it!"

"What?"

"Is there any potion I could take to look like him?"

Voldemort in Malon's body stared at his accomplice. "Um, yes. The Polyjuice potion would do just that?"

"Well, if we had Malon and I planted at Hogwarts, our job would be fairly easy," Ganon laughed. "If everyone thinks I'm that giant, what would be the problem?"

"Very good plan," Voldemort complimented him. "However, we would need part of his body for the potion to work. I could easily get the rest of the ingredients ..... (A/N: don't ask how, he just can!), so that's all we would need."

"I'm sure he's got hair or something around his little hut over there," Ganon said, pointing through the woods.

"How d'you know that's his house, though?"

Ganon shrugged. "We can check inside .... or rather, YOU can. Once you're just a floating spirit again. Find photographs or something. Something that can tell us it's definitely his house."

"All right then," Voldemort yawned. "I'll do it tomorrow morning."

--------------The Next Day------------

"Saturday .... my favorite day of the week," sighed Ron, as he and his two friends flopped down on the grass. "I won't have to think about homework again until Monday at two in the morning."

"Ha, ha, Ron," Hermione snorted, rolling her eyes.

"What'd you two think of Transfiguration today?" Harry asked them.

"Ugh," Ron replied. "You saw how my dog turned out .... it was missing it's eyes and it's two back legs, poor thing."

"Yes, that was rather disturbing," Hermione commented.

"I can't believe your dog was practically perfect," Ron snorted. "I mean, all that was missing was one of it's nostrils! How do you DO it?! It's not fair!"

That day, they had been conjuring dogs out of thin air. Many people couldn't even come up with anything at all, so Ron should've been proud of himself. But when your best friends with Hermione, that can be difficult.

"I sort of liked my dog," Harry said.

"Harry, your dog was a cat," Hermione pointed out. "With no tail and no mouth."

"So?" Harry asked, as Ron sniggered. "At least it had all four legs, RON."

"Yeah, well at least I got the species right," Ron said back. "But at least it was better than Potions, eh?"

"Ron, everything's better than Potions," Hermione said. "That is, maybe they wouldn't be if we actually had a good teacher ...."

"Oh, yeah, that's gonna happen," Ron said sarcastically.

"Hey, do you hear that?" Harry asked, sitting up slightly.

"What?" Hermione and Ron asked in unison.

"It sounds like .... swords clanging against each other," Harry said, slowly standing up. "C'mon, it's coming from over there."

The threesome walked towards a large tree that shaded an area by the lake. And, who should be there but Link and Zelda (doi), having a small sword fight. Beads of sweat were pouring down the latter's face, as she anxiously dodged and attacked.

"Keep your feet steady," Link told her, doing a parry. "If you keep shaking like that, you'll never get anywhere."

"Sorry," Zelda apologized. "It's just that this sword is so much heavier than the others I usually have on me."

"Well, that's your problem, then," Link joked. The next moment, he whipped out his chain and it wrapped about Zelda's waist. He yanked on it, dragging her towards him.

"Oh, Link," Zelda sighed sarcastically. "You don't need a chain to make me do your bidding."

He laughed and let her go. "Okay, I'll let you go on the offensive now."

"A-ha, at last."

Zelda thrust towards him, her sword a swirling display of metal that kept flashing light into three certain students' eyes. Link grinned and swung at her legs. She jumped up to avoid it, then brought her sword down towards her husband. He reached up his own weapon to block it, and she twirled over his head.

"Not bad," he told her.

"Wah ha ha haha!!" the Princess laughed. "I was just kidding you in the start! Bow down to me, and forfeit this match, Hero!!"

"I would do so, your highness, but there is one thing I should tell you first," Link said.

"And what is that?"

He smiled devilishly, and his sword moved from his left hand to his right. "I am not left handed." ("Say, I think I've heard that somewhere before," Hermione muttered to herself).

Zelda's smile faded. "............oh no."

"Hyah!!" Link completed one trick after another, Zelda just barely managing to hold him off. "You might as well give up, Princess," he said, heaving deep breaths, when he and Zelda stood an inch apart with their swords touching. "I'm going to win."

"No....you....won't!!" Zelda shouted in mock anger, pushing him away. Giving out another battle roar, she charged at him. She hit Link's arm with the dull part of the blade, moving him backwards. "I'm going for the kill, hon!" she cried. Then, quite dramatically, she plunged the sword between his arm and his side.

"Ahhh, I'm defeated!" he cried, putting the back of his hand to his forehead. He moved in a small circle, then collapsed to the ground.

"Now that the pesky hero has been removed, I will rule the land!!" Zelda shouted, the tip of her sword pointed at Link's neck. "Bwa ha ha ha ha, fear me!" Then she giggled and dropped the weapon, then knelt by Link's side.

"Hey," he said, propping himself up on his elbows. "Bad guys don't giggle."

"But I'm not a bad GUY," Zelda told him. "I'm a girl." They both laughed.

Zelda put a hand behind his neck and brought him closer to her. He reached up, and their lips met in an arduous kiss. Link sat up and brought his other arm around the Princess. Then she broke it off by laughing lightly. "Link, remember where we a--"

"Go for the gold, Professor Harkinian!" Ginny couldn't help shouting.

It was then that Link and Zelda realized that for the past ten minutes they'd had a small audience. In addition to Harry, Ron, and Hermione, there had been Ginny, Neville, Parvati, Lavender, Seamus, and Professor McGonagall (who was grinning).

Both turning a deep red, the two Professors sheepishly got to their feet and picked up their swords. "You really should be teaching my class," Zelda said.

"But you beat me."

"You let me win." Zelda took Link's hand, and they walked together back up to the castle.

-------------------In The Forest-------------

"Well?" Ganon asked anxiously, standing over the unconscious Malon. "Does the hut belong to the giant?"

"We can only hope," sighed Voldemort. "There were pictures of him in some of the drawers, really huge dish ware, and a lot more evidence ..."

"Good," said Ganondorf. "Only one thing .... would you happen to know his name, by any chance?"

"I believe they call him Hagrid," answered Voldemort.

"Okay. How soon can the Polyjuice Potion be ready?"

"Oh, I'd say a few months."

"WHAT?!" Ganondorf shouted, so loudly that several birds flew out of the trees nearby. "We can't wait that long!"

"We'll have to," Voldemort snapped. "It's the only idea we have that will work."

Grumpily, Ganon stalked towards the cabin. "All right .... I'll be right back; I'll see if he shed anywhere or something."

Carefully, the dark king ran to the edge of the forest. He tentatively poked his head out between the trees, checking to see if the area was clear. When he was sure no one was in sight, he sprinted towards the small cabin. Ganon opened the back door, and stepped inside.

Immediately, he was welcomed by Fang.

"AUGH, GET OFF ME!" Ganondorf roared, as the dog sprang up and started spraying spit all over the man. He pushed at the hound to make it move, but the poor beast was intent on licking him. Eventually, Ganon kicked Fang in the head, and that made the dog trudge (whimpering) to a corner of the hut.

"Hmmmmm, what have we here?" Ganon muttered to himself, rummaging through a few of the drawers. "Pictures, French cologne, textbooks, carrots .... say, here's some hair!" Ganon was about to scoop some up, then he turned to stare at Fang. "Yeah, that's just what I want--to turn into a dog." (think what happened to Hermione!)

Sighing, Ganondorf looked around the small cabin for something other than hair. He spotted a small bucket, and walked towards it. "Ew!!" He wrinkled his nose in disgust, but picked it up anyway. Grumbling, he looked outside carefully before dashing back to his hiding spot in the forest.

"Did you get something?" Voldemort asked, as soon as he came back.

"Yeah," Ganon muttered, showing the bucket's contents to his co-conspirator.

"That's really rather disgusting," Voldemort said. "Toenails?"

"Hey, it was all I could find," Ganon snarled. "Besides, I'll do anything if it's for a good cause."

"That's the spirit," Voldemort chuckled.

"Wait a moment, there's a problem," Ganondorf said. "If I'm the giant, what's Malon going to do?"

"I already thought about it," Voldemort said. "We put the Imperious curse on one of the teachers at Hogwarts. We'll make them leave .... even if it's just for a short while, and we could get her to fill in..."

"Okay," Ganon sighed. "I guess that's the only plan we have. I'll leave it up to you as to which teacher we take."

--------------woot woot!------------

A/N: I hope that was decent! PLEASE review and PLEASE try not to flame! If you're going to criticize, do it constructively! Just tell me what's good! Oh, and even though I've already decided, which teacher do you think Malon should replace?

A. Snape

B. McGonagall

C. Flitwick