Dumbledore looked up, as did the man in the fire, Cornelius Fudge.

"Cho Chang?" Fudge's head said. "Cho Chang as in the new Head Girl?"

"Yes!" Harry said.

"Harry, how do you know this?" Dumbledore asked quietly, looking him in the eye. Harry looked sheepish.

"We were dueling in the hallway because she was being all smart, then, then I used Legimency, I didn't mean to, but I saw Voldemort marking her!"

Dumbledore looked alarmed, as did Fudge.

"Cornelius, I will speak you later." Dumbledore said. Fudge nodded, and his head vanished. Dumbledore turned to Fawkes.

"The entrances," he told it, "will need blocked." Fawkes disappeared in a burst of flame.

"Harry, I want you to return to your dormitory immediately." Dumbledore said. Dumbledore stood up. "I will need to address the teachers in any case."

Dumbledore dropped him off at the Fat Lady. Harry mumbled the password. When he got in, the unexpected hit him.

Ron, Hermione, Parvati, and Ginny were bound and gagged on the floor. The other students were trapped on the stairs, and Cho Chang was standing right next to him.

Harry's first instinct, instead of playing the hero, was to go get Dumbledore. He was halfway back to the portrait when Cho muttered "Colloportus," thus sealing the way out.

"Nice try Potter," Cho said. "But it's a privilege as Head Girl to know all the passwords in the castle." Harry glared at her. She paced in front of Harry's friends, and Harry watched her, fuming.

"My master wishes you dead," Cho said. "But I think he would be much happier if you joined him. What do you say?" Cho said all this as if commenting on the weather.

Harry glared even harder at her. "No."

Cho raised her eyebrows. She brandished her wand. "As you wish, Potter. Cruc-," but right before she finished, she turned to Ron. "io!" Harry was prepared for this. Hardly before the curse even affected Ron, Harry had shouted "Finite!"

Cho smirked. "So Potter knows how to play. No matter," she turned around, and Harry seized the chance.

"Expelliarmus!" he yelled. Cho's wand flew out of her hand and into Harry's, along with four others, which Harry assumed were Ron, Hermione, Parvati, and Ginny's.

Cho turned around, fuming. "Nice one, Potter, but give them back." Harry laughed now.

"Yea right!" he said. With a flick of his wand, Cho instead was bound and gagged, and Harry's four friends were free. Hermione came running.

"Thank you Harry!" she cried, pecking him on the cheek. Ginny did the same. Harry saw Parvati standing alone in a corner. He went over to her.

"What's up?" Harry asked.

Parvati looked at him. "I don't want that to ever happen again." She said, sobbing.

Harry nodded. "I understand."

Parvati let out another sob. "Harry, I still want us to be friends, but I don't want us to…well, you know…"

Harry was flabbergasted. Parvati looked at him.

"Are you upset?" she asked. Harry snapped out of his reverie and shook his head.

"Its fine. I understand." Harry smiled. Parvati smiled, and sat in an armchair, just thinking. Ron came up to him.

"Did you get dumped?" he asked grinning. Harry glared at him. Ron turned serious.

"Thanks, mate," he said.

'For what?" Harry asked.

"For stopping the…you know…" he said.

"Oh that?" Harry asked, laughing, "it was nothing."

Ron grinned, and Dumbledore came in.

"A fourth year Hufflepuff told me she saw Cho Chang come in here!" Dumbledore said, not noticing Cho on the ground.

"Er…Professor?" Harry asked quietly. He motioned to Cho on the ground. Dumbledore chuckled.

"What was I thinking?" he asked himself. He smiled at Harry like a father would, and dragged Cho out the door.

It seemed the next morning that everyone knew about the events in the Gryffindor Common Room the previous night. The Hufflepuffs were congratulating Harry and his friends while the Ravenclaws were disgusted that their housemate was a Death Eater.

"Attention please!" McGonagall called. Dumbledore stood up.

"As many of you probably know, our Head Girl, Cho Chang, has been convicted of being a Death Eater. Because of this unfortunate event, we will need to choose a new Girl. Everyone in fifth year and above is eligible to vote, but only seventh years can be chosen."

Dumbledore was unable to finish, as excited gibbering broke out in the Houses.

"Who're you going to vote for?" Harry asked Ron and Hermione.

"Katie," Ron said simply.

"You know, she probably would be a good Head Girl…Hey Katie!" she called.

Katie looked away from her fellow seventh year friends. "What?"

"Are you going for Head Girl?" Hermione asked. Katie blushed.

"Um…actually, I am…"

Hermione smiled. "We're behind you!" Ron and Harry nodded, and Katie blushed even more, smiled her thanks, and turned back around.

"I think it's good that she's going for it," Hermione said, "We haven't had a Gryffindor Head Girl in so long…."

"Oh but Hermione, that will ruin your chances of being the first Gryffindor Head Girl since Moaning Myrtle!" Ron said, acting heartbroken.

Hermione hit Ron over the head with her Arthimancy book and stalked out of the Hall toward that class. Ron and Harry had the period off, and they decided to get started on Charms.

"Okay," Harry said, looking over some old notes he had found tucked away in his Standard Book of Spells, Grade One. "First we learned Wingardium Leviosa,"

"Swish and flick," Ron agreed, and they began.

By the time Hermione returned to the common room to herd them to Potions, they were midway through their third year, finishing up the Cheering Charms.

"You two are so lucky!" Hermione said, looking stressed again. "I should never have taken History of Magic!"

"Someone's cranky," Harry muttered. Ron grinned and took out his wand. Before Harry or Hermione could stop him, he had preformed a Cheering Charm so powerful on Hermione that she was almost acting insane.

"Pass up your homework," Snape said, sounding more sour then usual. Hermione giggled and handed her homework to Malfoy in front of her.

Harry was just about to say something to Hermione to tell her to calm down, when pain exploded in his scar more then it ever had before. He fell backwards over his chair screaming.

"It has happened, milord."

"What has happened?" Harry asked.

"Azkaban has been broken into another time. Malfoy and his group are free."

"Good, good," Harry said, sounding more calm then he felt.

"And there is something else as well,"

"What?"

"Wormtail has returned."

"What has he gotten for me?"

"Wormtail claims…he claims he has the wands of Potters parents, the Bones, Prewetts, and other dead families. He claims he was at Hogwarts and discovered a room with wands of dead people. Milord, if you can figure out a way, if you and your intelligence could figure out a way to recruit Squibs and turn on their magic, we would have enough wands…we could build an army greater and more terrible then anywhere in history!"

Harry opened his eyes. He was lying on the floor of the Potions classroom with all the Gryffindors staring at him.

"I-I need to get to Dumbledore…."