A/N: I redid chapter ten. Read that first, if you want to understand anything. I'm afraid I kinda spazzed out… yea. Sorry.

After McGonagall pushed him out of his room, Harry went to his next class (Charms) where he told Hermione and Ron everything, having to speak quite loudly over the musical instruments they were supposed to be charming to play a tune. No one heard him anyway.

"All that for nothing…" grumbled Ron quietly, as his tuba emitted a high pitched screeching noise that was possibly the most annoying in the room. He and Harry regarded each other coldly. Hermione nodded, her face a cross between angry and relieved.

"It's nice that we're all in and everything," said Hermione as her violin played Solfeggietto passionately (and perfectly), "But we still lost three hundred points- that puts us in last place!" Harry sighed. They were even behind the Hufflepuffs.

He had mastered 'Mary had a little lamb' on his clarinet, but was not doing a very good job of teaching it 'hot cross buns'. It would do a phrase of 'hot cross buns', and then rapidly blurt out a phrase of 'mary had a little lamb', or a song it's previous charmer had taught it, which sounded suspiciously like something from 'Seussical, the Musical'.

"Ug… whatever!" groaned Harry as Flitwick waved the class out the door. He banged his clarinet on the table, calling it a very nice name. Flitwick frowned, and shooed him from the room.

During lunch, the three were separated. Harry was sitting next to Ginny and Malfoy, Hermione between Seamus and Parvati, and Ron between Dean and Pansy. Ginny seemed rather angry. As she sat down, she whacked her bag on the floor viciously, and then picked up a pitcher of pumpkin juice so fast that it went sloshing all over Harry and herself.

"Really, Ginny!" said Hermione chidingly, "What has gotten into you today?" Hermione (who was sitting across the table), stood up, and with a wave of her wand, both Ginny and Harry were free of the sticky orange juice.

"Sorry Harry, Hermione." Muttered Ginny softly, "But I can only take so much of sitting next to that bloody Pierce." Harry nodded. Kelly had in fact tripped him on the way to breakfast that very morning.

"I'm sorry, I know how you feel." He said, patting her back gently.

"My, my. Its evident she likes you, Potter, but its news to me that you like her back. But it will be news to the whole school very soon." A voice on the other side of Harry sounded amused. Harry turned to make a snide remark back, but before he could say a word, Ginny spoke from behind him.

"Shut the heck up, Malfoy. You don't have a chance with anyone, you slimeball. Besides your slimy hair keeping the girls away, there's always your personality. Getting to be just like Snape, aren't you?"

Malfoy stood up, sneering.

"And you think anyone would want to marry a Weasley? Would it be for their 'good looks', or for the handsome dowry?" Malfoy picked up his bag, and flounced out of the Great Hall. Ginny frowned.

"Don't pay any mind to him." Harry said, patting her on the back again, but Ginny stood up abruptly, took her bag and walked out of the Great Hall.

Draco Malfoy's body was found three days later by a boat in the Atlantic Ocean.

…just kidding.

After lunch were the much dreaded LITMACOB tests. Students were asked to leave the Great Hall, and when they returned the tables were gone; in their place were individual desks, each with a card with a name on it. Harry began looking for his card. Noticing that they were in alphabetical order, he started making his way toward Parvati and Padma Patil.

He walked to the desk behind Parvati, and sat down with a sigh. He was only there for a second where a frightened little first year named Perry Pumpter poked him on the shoulder.

"Excuse me sir," he said, shaking with fear of some unknown terror that was probably lurking behind Harry, "But I believe- I MAY be wrong- but I think that you're in my seat."

"

What are you so scared of" Harry asked him, the boy making him a bit nervous.

"s-sixth years, sir." Harry snorted, but then he looked down at his desk, and noticed for the first time that his name was NOT Perry Pumpter.

But his name SHOULD have been there- it was right between Patil and Pumpter, wasn't it? When he looked between the desks, he saw a little, tiny notice, about the size of a thumbnail, with writing on it:

Harry Potter is to report to the room behind the Professor's table, in the Great Hall.

Harry apologised to Perry and started walking toward the Professor's table. Ron, Hermione, and Neville were also on their way to this mysterious room. Ginny, who had just re-entered the Great Hall was waved over by Luna.

Together, they entered the dark room.