Ugh!! Sorry, sillydillydylan, about the confusion...if you go to Chapter 35, it's now Chapter 35, not 36, and I left an A/N for you...

And, PrincessLilly, I miss your reviews, so if you're reading this, please review! (Do I sound desperate? I am :-))

I have yet to get ONE reply to my question: Who's your favorite Odd?

1. Rachelle

2. Bita

3. Tiffany

I'm determined to get at least ONE answer to that, so I won't stop asking until I do. :P

OH, and I'm not going to remove the Cantamos part until I finish the whole fic...did I already say that in the last A/N? I don't remember....Oh well.

ONE MORE THING, (this is for any Spanish speakers, though I doubt any are reading this...) I typed the end incorrectly because if I typed it correctly, I don't think the special characters (accent marks and upside down question marks) would show up right.

Chapter 37

After The Odds, Hermione, and Matt finished eating, everyone went back to Gryffindor Tower. When they arrived there they found everyone else was either still in the Great Hall or in the dormitories and Matt – having already heard the whole story – went up to the boys' dormitory, leaving The Odds, Hermione, Harry, and Ron alone in the common room.

"So…what took you so long to get to dinner?" Ron asked Hermione tentatively.

Hermione looked at The Odds, and Rachelle and Tiffany nodded at her. Hermione then turned back to Harry and Ron and explained to them everything that The Odds had explained to her in the empty classroom before they went to dinner – she told them about The Odds' powers, Zastrin, Mr. Vilner, their special school back in America. She only left out the part about them being abandoned, saying that Mr. Vilner found them, but not where. When she was done, the two boys stared at her for a few moments in silence, and Ron burst into laughter.

"You don't actually believe that, right?" he asked Hermione after he had gained control of himself.

"Why would they lie?" Hermione asked, unbelieving of Ron's reaction to the news.

"I dunno…to get us to feel bad for them? But really, that can't be true. It's just…too out there," Ron said.

"Ron, in case you forgot, that's what most would people think if you told them about Hogwarts," Hermione shot back.

Ron turned to Harry, who had been silent the whole time, and asked, "What do you think?"

"Well…it is kind of far-fetched, but what if they aren't lying, Ron? They could be in real danger…" Harry said uncertainly.

Finally, Rachelle – who along with the rest of The Odds had been quietly observing the argument over their credibility – said loudly, "Do you want proof?" and stared unblinkingly at a book lying open on a nearby table, concentrating with all of her might, and it burst into flame. Amazingly, the fire stayed burning on the book and didn't spread to the table or anything else.

Ron, who was standing close to the table the book was lying on, moved quickly to the side, expecting the table to catch fire as well. Rachelle blinked and the fire ceased, leaving the book completely unscathed except for the corners, which were slightly singed. She then looked expectantly at Bita, and Bita, not getting the hint, stared back. After a minute or so, Bita wavedenergetically at Rachelle.

"Hi!" said Bita happily.

"Levitate, Bita," Rachelle said impatiently.

"Ohhh, ok!" Bita said cheerfully. She then stared hard at the ground and moved a few inches above it for a few seconds, before letting herself fall back down.

Ron took his eyes off the slightly singed book to stare at Bita's feet.

"And an owl's about to come for you, Hermione, so you might want to open a window…" said Tiffany.

Hermione, without asking any questions, walked briskly over to the other side of the room and opened a window about a foot high. Three minutes later, an owl flew in and landed on windowsill, holding its leg out to Hermione. She opened the letter and quickly read it, sighing with a mixture of affection and slight irritation.

"It's mum and dad, they just want to know how things are going. If only they knew…" Hermione said.

"Wow." Ron said, shocked.

"Now do you believe us?" Rachelle asked.

"So you have powers…that doesn't mean anyone's after you to kill you and steal them," Ron said, quickly reclaiming his doubt.

"But, Ron, it's like Harry said…what if they are telling the truth? It's better to take a chance trusting them than to take a chance and say they're perfectly safe," Hermione said agitatedly.

"Fine, then, Hermione. Now that we've all accepted the fact that they're in danger of being murdered, what can we do? Shall we runaway with them and go to another planet? Would that help?" Ron asked sarcastically.

"We could go to Ckaloatia!" Bita said happily.

Rachelle looked at her and frowned.

"No, we can't," she said sadly.

"Why not?" Tiffany asked.

"Because I left it at home," Rachelle said.

"Ohh," Bita said.

"And…you're trusting these people…" Ron said to Hermione in amazement.

"C'mon, Ron, they're not that bad," Harry said.

"Alo?" Rachelle said to Tiffany.

"Alo?" Tiffany answered.

"Alooo?"

"Alo?"

This continued for a long time, back and forth, between the two friends who seemed to be having a lot of fun.

"Well…maybe they are, sometimes…" Harry said slowly.

Hermione glared at him and Ron.