Disclaimer: The only thing I own is the plot.
lollipop-princess: I'm glad you like it. Hope you like this chapter.
Baby2: I'm glad you like it- keep reading
Author's Note: Please R/R- how else will I know if you like my story?
Chapter 2- Unexpected Guests
Everyone (at this point, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Lavender, Parvati, and Luna) looked up and saw Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle standing at the door. Malfoy looked at the group, but decided to ignore most of the people there.
'Well, if it isn't Potter, Weasel, and Granger," he sneered. "Too bad Umbridge left."
The whole group stood up with their wands pointing at Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, ready to hex them if necessary.
"Granger and Weasel, don't forget about the prefect's meeting." Malfoy smirked at them as they stared at each other in shock.
Hermione and Ron got up and watched Crabbe and Goyle leave.
"Aren't the two of you coming?" Malfoy stopped as he remembered something. "Well, I should say, are the three of you coming?"
Everyone looked up, surprised to see Harry standing.
"Harry, what is going on, and how come Malfoy knows about it?" demanded Hermione. "Well?"
"Yeah, why didn't you say anything?" Ron asked.
"You two, Ron and Hermione, will find out at the prefect's meeting, and the rest of you, well, you'll find out later. At the start-of-term feast."
Lavender, Parvati, Ginny, Neville, and Luna looked at each in confusion as Harry, Ron, and Hermione left with Malfoy.
"That was really weird. Malfoy was actually being sorta nice. I wonder why," Neville wondered.
"Honestly, who even cares if Malfoy knows what's going on?" Ginny thought aloud.
Lavender, Parvati, Luna, and Neville stared at Ginny, wondering why she would say something like that.
"Ginny?"
"What Lavender?"
"How could you say that?"
"Well, Lavender, it's really easy. I open my mouth and words come out."
Parvati, Neville, and Luna, looked at Lavender, waiting for her to say something.
"Like, isn't it obvious?" asked Parvati.
"What?" asked everyone else.
"Something's up," Parvati told them.
"Like what?" Neville asked nervously.
"That's the problem Neville. We don't know," she told him gently. "We'll find out later."