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Pussin Boots – Read your story, and reviewed it. And about that truly evil bad guy thing, I totally agree.

ViviBlack – Thanks for the support! I feel that Tamara have to do something because otherwise it would be pretty boring. I don't really want her to be friends with Harry & Co. either, I feel a little stuck. Well, I can't wait to see what I do with it either.

Chapter 6 – The Department of Mysteries

I passed the exams pretty well, I think. Yet I was glad that I wasn't a fifth year or a seventh year, because I hadn't been studying that much that I should have been. I just couldn't concentrate, it was very annoying. OWLs seemed to be scary; I was already dreading the next year. Most of the fifth year students were pretty messed up when the exams came closer.

One day, when I had just written my test in Divination, I saw something really weird. A couple of slytherins, all friends of Draco, were walking by, dragging Ginny, Neville, Luna and Ron with them. They all disappeared into Umbridge's office.

I didn't have the patience to wait outside, because it was time for dinner and I was really hungry. So I went down to the Great Hall to eat, and when I was finished, about half an hour later, I went back to the corridor outside Umbridge's office. The door was just opened and Draco came out.

"Hi." I said.

"Now what?!" he said, irritated.

I rolled up my eyes.

"Sorry for trying to be nice."

"I don't have time for cold talk."

"What are you doing, then?"

"Getting some stuff for Dolores."

What? Since when are you calling teachers by their first names?

"What kind of stuff?"

"A new pot of floo powder. Nothing interesting."

"What's happening in Umbridge's office?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"I saw you. Your slytherin friends, and Ron, Ginny, Neville and Luna Lovegood went into Umbridge's office. I bet you, Harry and Hermione were already there?"

"Mind your own business. Why do you care anyway?"

"It must have been something very secret and important if you don't want to tell me."

"Oh, shut up. It's no use trying to psyche me, Tamara. You should know." He said, irritated.

"Come on, Draco. Just tell me!" I said impatiently.

"Did you honestly think that you could ask me anything and I'd happily answer any question? Grow up, Tamara. You're fourteen, but you act like you're five. What are you going to do? Save their life and become a heroine? Well, nice try, but you won't succeed."

Before he even had time to blink, I pulled out my wand and pointed it straight against him. When he critically raised his eyebrows and looked at me, like if I was a five year old who was pretending to be an adult, I angrily muttered a spell. Satisfied I watched Draco fly backwards and land on the floor.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

I knew that he was going to pull out his wand to, so I quickly muttered another spell. When I saw the result, I just couldn't help laughing. His blond hair turned into some kind of worms, and they grew and grew until they were almost as tall as Draco himself.

"Tamara! Stop it, you little idiot..."

I just couldn't help laughing. The worms started moving, and then they started tickling him. He burst into a huge laughter, and lay on the floor, shaking.

"S... stop it... hi hi hi pl... ha ha please..."

I laughed like I was crazy too. He looked so funny, and I felt that this was the payment for all times when he had been looking down on me, laughing at me.

"T... tam... a – ha – ra, ho – hi hi hi – nestly...I ca... can't br – ha ha ha – e – ho ho ho – athe. Please!"

I felt so sorry for him, that I pointed my wand towards him and said a spell which caused everything to stop, but the worm-like stuff didn't disappear.

"Tamara, you idiot! What the hell are you doing!?"

"Messing with you. Letting you pay for every spell that you have practiced on me."

"Shut up and take this off from me." He said, and sounded really angry.

"I don't know how to do."

"TAMARA!"

"Honestly, I don't' know."

"You're such an idiot! You're bringing shame upon the whole family."

"Well, that's a matter of opinion." I mumbled.

"Drop it, Tamara. Stop messing things up!"

"What do you mean, messing things up?"

"You are not stupid. Don't ask stupid questions! Go and get Madam Pomfrey."

"Do it yourself!"

"I can't let anyone see me like this! It's your entire fault. Why did you have to mess with me?!"

"Well, you provoked me."

"I'm warning you, Tamara. You're in great trouble if you don't get Madam Pomfrey immediately."

"What kind of trouble?"

"I'm warning you again, Tamara. You'd know better than to mess with me."

"I haven't got very much to lose, have I? Have a nice day." I said and left the room in a hurry.

Author's note: I'm not too satisfied with this chapter. It was too short, and kind of out of character to I think. But whatever. I'm having a writers block, and I haven't started writing the next chapter at all, simply because I don't know how to write it. I NEED YOU! I don't know if I'll be writing more on this before my summer holiday, which begins in like a month. But there's one thing you could do to make me write the next chapter faster; REVIEW! What do you think should happen next?

Xxxo/Megafreak