DIsClaImeR: i dont own any of JK's amazing work etc. etc... in this chapter i dont own the first song which is Vindicated by Dashboard Confessional, or the second song which is On Fire by Switchfoot, nor do i own the song at the end which is a Irish Song called Give Me Your Hand...

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Chapter Numero 9

After the first couple of days of classes, I have finally seemed to get into the swing of things. The weekend was a relief to say the least. I had gotten so much homework over the past few days that I wasn't sure if I would ever get it done. I decided to be a good little student and get it done as soon as possible. Hermione had the same idea as I did and so we worked until only God knows when in the morning but finally finished. Saturday and Sunday were free for hanging out then. Hermione constantly bugged basically everyone in plain sight about there homework, using me and herself as examples of non-procrastination.

Why didn't she ask me if I wanted to be involved with her little homework campaign? Cause the answer would have been a good firm no!

Unfortunately, it was raining a bit outside, so we where all stuck up in the common room. Tension was beginning to build, I could just see it. Apparently Draco could too.

"Let's have a bit of a party then?"

"What are you playing at Malfoy?"

"Nothing Potter. It's just so bloody borrrrrrring in here. I thought we should liven things up a bit."

"Well, seeing as the rain makes no plans to stop, and Draco is right, it is boring, I say go ahead."

"Thank you Blaise. Anyone else up for it?"

"I'm in," I said.

"Sounds good."

Everyone was shocked. If anyone was going to have a hissy fit about it, it would have been Hermione. The rest of the group took a "if Hermione will do it, I will do it" stand, and soon everyone was running around, basically trying to find food to serve eight. The results were, to put it optimistically, not so hot.

Hmm... three boxes of chocolate frogs, some Bertie Botts beans, half a Sugar Quill, and a lukewarm bottle of Butterbeer. The breakfast of champions that is right there. This isn't enough to feed a mouse and call it a decent meal. I think a trip to the kitchens is in order.

"Pssst... Herms."

I whispered so no one would notice.

"Kitchens?"

"Kitchens."

Hermione and I grabbed Pansy and snuck out of the room, leaving the boys to argue amongst themselves. The house elves where very helpful, and before we knew it, we were on our way back to the common rooms, invisible (thanks to Hermione) trays of food in hand. As we walked in, no one even noticed. I don't think that anyone had even noticed out disappearance. They were fighting again. I turned to Pansy and Hermione.

"I think it is time that we taught the boys a little lesson in playing nicely."

They both nodded and smiled wickedly.

"Separrus on three?"

"One..."

"Two..."

"SEPARRUS."

All the boys flew back into the closest wall. Draco and Harry both went for there wands, but I was quicker.

"Accio wands."

All five of the boys' wands flew to me and dropped at my feet. This got Draco seriously pissed off. He tried to advance towards us, but found, to both our surprise, that he was stuck to the wall, suspended in midair. Harry tried to move as did Ron, and both of them failed to get anywhere. Finally Pansy spoke up.

"Won't do you any good squirming about like fish out of water. You aren't going anywhere, at least until we say you can."

"Nice touch Pansy. Fastentio charm?"

"Thanks Hermione, and yes it was."

"JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?"

"Yeah!"

"What's up with this?"

"Be quite and I shall explain."

Hermione's voice gave away to her wicked amusement at the boys situation.

"Well there better be a damn good reason or else I will kill all of you."

"Um, guys one quick question. How are you going to kill us exactly? If you hadn't already noticed, we have your wands and you are stuck to a wall."

"We can't."

"Very good Seamus!"

"Do I get something? A prize?"

"Shut up Seamus."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Oh, that's much better. Now, the sooner we get this over with, the sooner you can detach yourselves from the wall and have your wands back. Remember, we have all weekend. Now what I think we are going to do, is the three of us shall talk to you first about why you are here, and then we will give you and chance to talk..."

"... about your feelings!" Pansy finished, laughing wickedly.

Ron groaned in horror. Hermione didn't appreciate that though, and quickly fixed the problem with an easy silencio.

"Anyone else got an opinion?", she asked. To no one's surprise, not one of the guys spoke up.

"Good. Let us begin. Hermione?"

"Now you must be wondering why exactly it is you are hanging on a wall, wandless, and for some of us here, speechless. The answer is quite simple actually. We, we being the three of us, are sick and tired of putting up with your fighting. In hasn't stopped, and if we are going to have to live with each other for the year, this CANNOT be going on."

"What she is saying is, basically, you are driving us nuts and we don't want you to kill each other. So what we must do is get to the roots of these problems. That's why we are going to spend time, and each of you is going to have a chance to talk in a civilized manner, even if that means we have to silence everyone of you while the other speaks. Any questions?"

Not giving any time to answer, I went on.

"Good, now who would like to go first?"

Silence...guess I will have to pick myself then.

"Pansy? Would you like to pick someone to go first?"

"I would love to. Let's see, Blaise dear! You haven't spoken much today, lets start with you."

Blaise looked like he wanted to die right then and there. Draco was shaking in silent laughter. I shut him up with a quick silencio as well. Pansy continued.

"Now Blaise, lets start with what happened tonight, what happened? And don't be shy; no one here can hurt you. Let it all out."

"Um... well, I think we were fighting about a quill... yeah a quill..."

Two and a half hours, four more silencio spells, two tearful outbreaks, and five confessions later, all five boys were released from the wall and given back their respective wand. I went to go grab my guitar and when I came back, Seamus and Blaise where in an intense conversation about Quidditch, Draco and Ron where playing a game of wizard's chess, and Hermione was helping Harry and Pansy with some homework. It was a miracle. Instrument in hand I sat in a chair and quickly tuned before starting to play. At this point I didn't really care who heard. No one seemed to notice me anyways.

Hope dangles on a string

Like slow spinning redemption

Winding in and winding out

The shine of it has caught my eye

And roped me in

So mesmerizing, and so hypnotizing

I am captivated,

I am...

Vindicated

I am selfish

I am wrong

I am right

I swear I'm right

Swear I knew it all along

And I am flawed

But I am cleaning up so well

I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself

So clear

Like the diamond in your ring

Cut to mirror your intention

Oversized and overwhelmed

The shine of which has caught my eye

And rendered me so isolated, so motivated

I am certain now that I am...

Vindicated

I am selfish

I am wrong

I am right

I swear I'm right

Swear I knew it all along

And I am flawed

But I am cleaning up so well

I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself

So turn

Up the corners of your lips

Part them and feel my finger tips

Trace the moment, fall forever

Defense is paper thin

Just one touch and I'd be in

Too deep now to ever swim against the current

So let me slip away

So let me slip away

So let me slip away

So let me slip against the current

So let me slip away

So let me slip away

So let me slip away

So let me slip away

Vindicated

I am selfish

I am wrong

I am right

I swear I'm right

Swear I knew it all along

And I am flawed

But I am cleaning up so well

I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself

Like hope

Dangles on a string

Like slow spinning redemption...

I finished the song only to find that everyone was now listening attentively.

"Dashboard Confessional, right?"

"Yeah. You like them Hermione?"

"Yeah."

"Play some more."

"Um, ok, one more?"

They tell you where you need to go

They tell you when you need to leave.

They tell you what you need to know

They tell you who you need to be.

But everything inside you

Knows there's more than what you've heard

There's so much more than empty conversations

Filled with empty words

And you're on fire

When he's near you

You're on fire when he speaks

You're on fire burning at these mysteries

Give me one more time around

Give me one more chance to see,

Give me everything you are

Give me one more chance to be near you.

When everything inside me

Looks like everything I hate

You are the hope I have for change

You are the only chance I'll take

And I'm on fire when you're near me

I'm on fire when you speak

I'm on fire burning at these mysteries.

I'm standing on the edge of me,

I'm standing at the edge of everything I've ever been

And I've been standing at the edge of me, standing

At the edge

"Awesome. You should definitely play around the common room more often."

He can't really mean that.

"Thanks Ron. That means a lot. But I am tired so if you will excuse me, I must retire to my room. Good night to you all."

With that I left and ran upstairs, changed and went to bed. I was deep asleep when woken by a loud crack. It was a storm.

Oh, oh no. Not now. I can't handle this now. Nope, can't handle this. I need to be somewhere big. The common room... yeah, that will calm my nerves.

All of a sudden I went into a panic attack and began to hyperventilate. Thankfully Hermione was up and got Pansy. She went to go get the guys. In minutes, all five of them were in out dorm. I felt like I was suffocating. I heard bits of the conversation.

"Go get Pomfrey..."

"I cant. DAMMIT THE DOOR! WE CAN'T GET OUT!"

"Calm down!"

"Is she going to be alright?"

"Move."

That's when my angel came. At least it must have been an angel. He started singing softly and my breathing finally came back down to a normal rate. I drifted off, the last thing I remember, was my angel, singing to me.

Just give me your hand,

Tabhair dom do lámh.

Just give me your hand

And I'll walk with you,

Through the streets of our land,

Through the mountains so grand.

If you give me your hand.

Just give me your hand,

And come along with me.

Will you give me your hand,

And the world it can see,

That we can be free,

In peace and harmony?

From the north to the south.

From the east to the west.

Every mountain, every valley,

Every bush and birds nest!

Just give me your hand,

Tabhair dom do lámh.

Just give me your hand,

For the world it is ours.

All the sea and the land,

To destroy or command,

If you give me your hand.

Just give me your hand,

In a gesture of peace.

Will you give me your hand

And all troubles will cease,

For the strong and the weak,

For the rich and the poor?

All peoples and creeds,

Let's meet their needs.

With a passion, we can fashion,

A new world of love!

By day and night,

Through all struggle and strife,

And beside you, to guide you,

Forever, my love.

For love's not for one,

But for both of us to share.

For our country so fair,

For our world and what's there

yes yes... i know... lots of songs... more to come... big money to anyone who can guess the angel or if anyone wants to give guesses/ suggestions as to where the plot is going... go for it...

this chapter is dedicated to Janelle, who has so desperately been waiting for it, and bugging me for it, and cant guess what is going to happen because she knows some of it already, and is quite angry with me as to what i am going to do to these poor characters...

as always R/R...

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Mandalia