AN: Ok… I'm back… I was actually considering scrapping this….but my sister liked it and she really wanted me to continue. My writing style is probably a lot different from two years ago…. Wow so long… sorry. Just so you know, the next chapter might take just as long.

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"Well, we could check out my room if you guys want?" Harry suggested while shrugging his shoulders. He pushed his glasses higher on the bridge of his nose and his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Hey… Do you guys hear that? It sounds like screaming…"

The others listened carefully, trying to make out any noise out of the ordinary. Soon all of their heads were turned in the direction of the front of the house where they all heard screaming. They all glanced at each other decidedly. "Well, I guess we should check it out?" Colin asked rhetorically as the others nodded along. What they saw outside made Harry want to be six feet underground.

Chapter 5: Pointlessness and Messy Rooms

To Harry, the scene they came down to was horrifying. The four of them halted at the foot of the stairway, shocked.

"Hey, what about this one, huh?" Ron teased. "You sure looked comfortable." He was waving around a photo album with a picture of Harry and Draco sleeping next to each other snuggling a little bit. They looked around five or six years old.

Draco was screaming obscenities and throwing random objects at Ron, and really, Harry felt like doing the same. He looked around the living room and grimaced at the mess. Their textbooks were strewn on the ground, pictures were upturned, and pillows were now flying. Their parents will probably be back in a few hours, and Harry knew that while it wouldn't take them very long to clean up the mess now, Ron and Draco had a tendency to fight ever other minute.

Hermione was the first one to snap out of her shock of seeing such a messy room. Well, now she knew what would happen if they didn't have their wands. She supposed this was better than them hexing each other until neither one was recognizable. She quickly tried to settle Ron down. She didn't really know what to do with Draco who was actually the one doing the most damage, but maybe if she stopped the perpetrator he would calm down.

"Ron. Ron. RON! Stop it now! Both of you! Stop acting so immature. I see that even in another dimension you're both still the same. I'm not sure whether I should be relieved or not. In any case, you're both going to have to clean this up. We didn't cause this mess," She pointed to the others who were now recovering, "you did. So the both of you will have to work together."

Ron glared indignantly while Draco scoffed. "You're not my mother, Granger. I don't know what kind of lies they're feeding you at this horrible muggle school, but you are not the boss of me." Draco huffed out. He was still a little winded from all the throwing and chucking and screaming he did, but he was calming down. "What makes you think that I'll work with him, anyhow?"

Ron almost nodded in agreement but caught himself. He didn't agree with Malfoys.

Hermione scowled. What idiots, both of them. "You will clean this up, Draco, because this is your house and your parents will probably be coming home soon, and also because really, you caused most of this mess. And Ron, you'll help because you were provoking him and if Harry gets in trouble for this, I'll never speak to you again."

Harry blinked in surprise. Eh? What did this have to do with him? He looked towards Hermione but she didn't show notice of saying anything out of the ordinary. He decided not to worry about it because Hermione was probably just being herself.

Ron however, decided not to keep quiet. "What does this have to do with Harry?" He asked bluntly.

Hermione blushed, now looking a little flustered. "Well, that is, Harry always seems to attract trouble, and since he's living here, there's a bigger chance of trouble. That's all." She replied unconvincingly. She brushed her hair out of her eyes and attempted to appear nonchalant. Ginny sent her a questioning look, but she ignored it. What was the point of answering it when she herself wasn't exactly sure what was going on?

Harry came to the rescue. "Come on Ron, don't try to change the subject. Hermione's right, you were provoking Draco, so please help him clean it up."

"Hey hey, wait, Scar Boy. When did I agree to this? This is complete nonsense!" Draco ranted loudly. Really, who were they to decide what he was to do!

Harry glared at him. "As Hermione said earlier, you were the one to cause this disaster." He glanced at the clock above the fireplace. "It's getting late and we haven't had dinner yet. Our 'parents'," here, he made bunny ear-quotation marks with his fingers "left us some money for food. I'll go out and get us something to eat. You guys are staying for dinner right?" He addressed the two girls and Ron. All three of them nodded silently.

Harry turned around to go to his room in search of his jacket but Hermione stopped him. "Ah, Harry, I'll come with you. You'll probably need another pair of hands to help you carry the food, right?"

He smiled a little, appreciating her help. "Sure. Just let me grab my coat." And with that he quickly ran up the stairs to his room.

Colin shrugged at the silence, a little uncomfortable. "Well, since Harry and Hermione are going to get food and you guys have to clean up... I'll just go and check out those gaming platforms." the shortest boy in the room said nervously. He thought it was a good excuse to leave and so he excused himself and ran up the stairs after Harry.

A second later Harry came bounding down the stairs. Hermione had already put on her jacket and shoes so she turned to remind Draco and Ron just what they were supposed to do. "Look, I know you don't like each other," She heard one of them mutter 'understatement', but ignored it and continued, "but this is your mess and you will clean it up. If not, there will also be no dinner. And I doubt either of you can cook."

Both of the trouble causing boys blushed a little under her gaze. Draco's blush a little more apparent than Ron's because of his pale skin. Of course, Hermione was once again right on the dot. Draco couldn't cook because he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and Ron was naturally clumsy. If he was let into the kitchen to cook, there wouldn't be a kitchen anymore.

Both boys grumbled but set out to clean up, backs facing each other. Hermione smiled in satisfaction then turned to the other girl. "Ginny, can you watch them, and make sure they don't cause a bigger mess?" the older girl asked politely.

Ginny smiled and nodded. "Of course. I couldn't let them fight after all your hard work in making them clean up." Hermione smiled back then turned to Harry. Seeing that he was done she and he left the house.

As the door closed behind them, the redheaded girl smiled mischievously.

AN: Ok, this is about 2 pages long. Sorry it was so short. Written just today actually. It wasn't very funny either, was it… and it was really pointless. Sorry. I spellchecked, but I didn't really read it over. If there are any mistakes please tell me. Anywayz, please tell me if my writing now is better than before and how I can improve, please!