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Harry walked outside in the cold night air. He felt the icy coldness on his face, and the bruise on his eye.

Harry heard Hermione and Ron running after him, but he didn't turn back. They finally caught up to him.

"Harry, do you know what you almost did?!?" asked Hermione anxiously.

"Key word: almost," mumbled Harry.

"Harry, you used an I-L-L-E-G-A-L curse! One of the worst in the book!"

"Key word: almost," mumbled Harry again.

Ron and Hermione stopped walking. They had confused looks on their faces.

Harry went back to his cabin and got deep under the covers of his bed...

Harry was sitting in a chair looking straight into the brown eyes of a hooded girl. It was the same hooded girl he saw in all of his dreams.

Harry felt his mouth move. "You're going to bring him to us."

"Yes, my lord," mumbled the girl.

"Not right now though. In a month. In a month..."

"Why should we wait that long?"

Harry felt himself smile. "So other things... happen."

Harry woke up. No one else was in the cabin yet... the ball must have still been going on. His clock read 10:04.

Suddenly the door of the cabin burst open, and in walked Matthew and Chris.

"It's time to finish what we started, Potter," said Matthew angrily pulling out his wand. Chris stood behind him smiling.

Harry pulled out his wand.

But again, the cabin door burst open, and Ron and Nick walked in.

"What are you doing?" asked Ron looking at both Matthew and Harry's wand.

"Don't mess with his," grumbled Chris.

"Oh, I'm messing with it dumb ass," said Nick angrily. "Accio wands!" The wands flew into Nick's hands.

"Stop bloody fighting, you idiots!" said Ron.

"Stay out of this, Ron!" said Harry.

"You want me to?" asked Ron.

Nick threw them back their wands.

"Well, here. I'll stay out of it."

Ron and Nick left.

"Down to business," mumbled Matthew. "What do you want first? Do you want to look like a complete freak?"

"He already is one," snickered Chris.

"What about a little pain then?" asked Matthew.

"You just go to hell!" shouted Harry. He pointed his wand at Matthew, but Matthew was too quick for him.

"CRU-"

The door burst open right into Matthew. Mr. Davidson walked in looking at Matthew on the floor to Harry and Chris holding their wands up.

"THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS!" shouted Mr. Davidson.

The rest of the teachers apparated in the cabin. They obviously all knew what happened because there was no look of surprise on their faces.

"Come with me," said Mr. Davidson angrily. The boys followed them outside, with Mr. Thomas carrying Matthew because he had been knocked out by the door.

As Harry passed by the students on the way to Mr. Davidson's office he heard whispering and pointing.

"Isn't that Harry Potter?"

"He got in a fight with Matthew Carter!"

"I heard one of them use an Unforgivable Curse..."

"Why is Mr. Thomas carrying Matthew?"

"Harry used the curse on Matthew!"

Harry's face clouded. He didn't do anything to Matthew! Now the whole bloody school was going to think he did!

Harry entered Mr. Davidson's office.

"Sit here!" said Mr. Davidson.

Mr. Thomas put Matthew on a chair and did a spell. Matthew awoke.

"What happened?" mumbled Matthew.

"That's what you're here to tell me," said Mr. Davidson harshly.

It suddenly dawned on Harry how stupid he had acted tonight.

"I...," started Harry.

"He...," started Matthew.

"We got into a fight," mumbled Harry.

"He started cursing me," mumbled Matthew.

Mr. Davidson looked at both of them.

"I WANT THE TRUTH!" he shouted.

"We got in a fight and that's all there is to it," grumbled Matthew.

"All there is to it?" asked Mr. Davidson. "You were using the Unforgivable Curses! That deserves a life sentence in Azkaban!"

"I... we..."

"I've written to the Ministry! You will both be expelled from this camp! That is certain. Whether you will go to Azkaban is a whole different story!" finished Mr. Davidson.

"Let's go boys," said Mr. Thomas.

He led them out of his office. When they got back to the cabin, he stopped them.

"You are not to talk with any other students. Do you hear me?"

"Yes, sir."

Matthew and Harry walked in the cabin.

Harry felt an ultimate low.