Ok, thanks to my two lovely reviewers. Yes, that's right TWO whole reviewers. Elenrod and Lucy, you both rock, and since you were so nice, I'm going to attempt to write some more. I did try this on the last chapter and nothing happened, but we'll try again.

Things developed into a strange kind of routine at Hogwarts. Frodo and Sam started classes again, although as Frodo started to get more pregnant the rest of the student body started to stare more and more. It got out about what had happened, and the Slytherins would let Sam and Frodo have no peace. Everyone helped when it came to defending Frodo and Sam. Hermione was almost swamped by homework, Jack and her friends. She got a B on one of her papers in potions, and she cried for the rest of the day. Everyone knew things were going downhill for the Dream Team and the Fellowship. We open our scene in a quiet corridor on the fifth floor. Hermione and Jack make their way along the hallway, hurrying to DADA. They chatter as they power walk. But, out of the shadows suddenly appears...

"Mudblood! Where do you think you're going? To defend those freak gay friends of yours?" (A/N-I have nothing against homosexuality, but for some reason I think Malfoy would).

"Actually I was walking to class. Where were you going? To terrorize some poor innocent first year?" Hermione snapped.

Malfoy looked taken aback. "How did you know that was what I was going to do?" he gasped.

Hermione snorted. "I was actually joking, but whatever. You do realize that you're a creep?"

"And you do realize that you're a filthy little mudblood?"

Jack stepped forward. "Ok, I don't know what that means, but apparently it's bad. So, either you back off, or I help you back off,"

"Oooh, look at the little first year trying to be tough," Malfoy simpered, pulling his wand out. "You better run, freak pirate,"

"Actually I got moved to third year. By the third month I was here. Now, Hermione also just happens to be at the top of her year, and if we're talking no magic fighting, I'd like to see any of you people use a saber," Jack grinned his infuriatingly self-assured smile.

"If you think we're going to use sabers that's where you're wrong," Crabbe and Goyle stepped out of the shadows, dwarfing Jack and Hermione.

"Well, that is an interesting development isn't it?" Jack asked, playing for more time. Suddenly, from down the corridor came the sound of many people chattering happily. Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fred, George and Lee Jordan all appeared in a happy clump from around the corner. Fred was the first to see Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle.

"What do we have here Gred?" he asked insolently.

"Looks like a couple of Slytherin snakes to me," George replied. With a strange kind of strangled battle cry that sounded vaguely like "Toilet seats for all" Fred and George launched themselves at Malfoy. Halfway through their heroic charge the rest of the Gryffindors joined them. Crabbe and Goyle lumbered forward, taking out Fred and George with matched upper cuts. The song "Trouble" by Pink started playing in the background. Hermione snatched her wand out of her pocket, and attempted to lay a curse on Crabbe, but Millicent Bullstrode, who had appeared behind her, gave her a full nelson, and Hermione was temporarily occupied attempting to get the "great git" off of herself, while retrieving her wand, which had been knocked out of her hand (wow that was a lovely run on sentence). All around them chaos ensued, Gryffindors trying to get a spell edgewise around the headlocks and punches. Suddenly, a voice cut through the shrieks and yells of the students.

"Excuse me. I would like all of you to follow me to my office," everyone froze, recognizing the oily slick voice. Hermione looked up around Millicent's ham of an arm. Standing over her and sneering down at her was Professor Snape.

Ooh, what will happen now? If anyone cares, please review. I really need reviews, not feeling so great right now, and a glowing review would make me feel dandyful. So what are you waiting for, review!