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um... yeah...

Janelle- thank you SO much for permission to go along with MY story plot... i just wasnt sure how i was going to get by without it...

Angie- no hitman... as much as i like them, they may ruin the story...

Sword and Magic- glad you liked it! here is an update for you!

Apparently heartbreaking moments of grief can really make you forget about the important things, like how you are stuck in a room with no food, water, or sanity, because we all sat there and looked at Draco for a couple minutes before it went through our brains that, yes we were still stuck in the dorm.

"Well we are all smart people here. I am sure that we can figure out someway to get out of here," said Pansy.

"Yeah, we will just have to do it the muggle way?"

"Muggle way, Potter?"

"Yeah, muggle way Malfoy. You got a problem?"

Here we go...

"Boys? Now I don't know about anyone else but I think that Hermione, Pansy, and I asked very nicely for you to stop this little problem you seem to be having. Then nice didn't work so you were stuck to a wall for a few hours. Let's please not do this again."

"Fine."

"Whatever."

"Eh... close enough for now. We'll work on this later."

"Like hell we will," Draco muttered.

Then a miracle happened. Harry actually smiled at this. They agreed on something, though it was against me. Still, they agreed on something!

Damn am I good.

Blaise brought us back on topic.

"So does anyone want to volunteer an idea, because as much as I like you lot, I really don't feel the need to spend the rest of my life in here with you."

"Yeah, and I'm hungry," Ron added.

Hermione rolled her eyes, which I translated as 'When aren't you hungry?' Everyone sat there discussing ideas for a while, but it was getting us nowhere. Then out of nowhere Harry jumped up and started ransacking the room. I dealt with the throwing of things about the world until a pair of my socks hit me in the head.

When the socks go flying, that's it, the gloves are coming off and I am stepping in.

"Child! What in the name of, well, my socks for starters, are you looking for."

"Credit card?"

"Why the hell would you need a credit.... oh."

"What's a credit card?" Pansy, Draco, and Seamus asked simultaneously.

Harry ignored them. Generally it is rude to ignore people, but right now we were having a breakthrough to a crisis and so I let manners slip.

"Help me?" he asked.

"Um, I don't have a credit card, but let's check my bag. There might be something else that we can use."

"I might have something too."

Hermione got up to check through her stuff. The others sat there like deer in headlights which I found very amusing.

"Ah ha!"

"What did you find Hermione?"

"Would a library card work?"

"Hermione, with a library card, go figure."

"Shut up. Now do you want it or not?"

"Yes please."

"Catch."

She flung it across the room. Harry's seeker reflexes allowed him to grab it just as it came flying past. He waved it in the air triumphantly. Ron, however, was not so impressed.

"Harry, not like I doubt you or anything, but how the bloody hell is that little thing going to get us out of here, since it isn't magic."

"Hate to admit it Potter, but Weasley here has a point."

"Hey," I added in, "You cannot doubt the almighty mystical powers of the credit, well in this case, library, card."

"Oh really?"

"Really!"

"Prove it."

"Umk... Harry, prove it."

"What?"

"Unlock the door with the card you idiot."

"Hey! Now that isn't very nice..."

"Get over it and open the friggin door."

"Fine then!"

He pouted at me a little and then stuck the card in the door. In a minute, the lock was no longer jammed and we were free. I laughed and turned to Ron.

"Told you so."

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Later that day we sat in the Great Hall at our prefects table, basically shoving our faces. Hell we had been in there for a while, we deserved to eat. All of a sudden Dumbledore came over to our table.

I didn't do anything! I swears it!

"Glad you could join us this evening."

Then he winked and walked away with that funny twinkle in his eye. I was confused. Apparently I wasn't the only one.

"What was that supposed to mean?" Seamus asked aloud.

"With him," Pansy interjected, "who knows?"

Then something dawned on the whole table at once.

"It almost sounded like..."

"You don't think he did...?"

"On purpose?"

"Like I said, with him, who knows?"

We spent the rest of dinner arguing over whether or not the lock in was an accident. By the end of the meal we were all in agreement, we had been tricked.

In about a week we all got over it and found it all pretty funny. I was plenty fine with the whole deal because not only had it got everyone getting along, but also because it had helped me to get that huge secret off my back. Overall I felt on top of the world. Of course that means something is bound to go wrong now.

But I won't jinx myself. At least I hope not.

all better... chapter um... 13? in the works as we speak... i hate writers blocks but i have over come mine triumphantly! waving a credit card in the air! and all that jazz! yay for everyone who can pick out my LOTR reference... R/R please!

-mandalia