Soon enough, it was Wednesday. Which meant that it was time for Aragorn's "important lesson".

"Are you coming?" Draco asked Hermione.

"Yeah, I want to know what the important lesson is going to be and also the plan B attack," said Hermione.

"Ok. Potter! Are you coming?" shouted Draco.

"I have to, don't I?" shouted Harry from his room.

"We're going to be late if you don't hurry up!" shouted Draco.

"I'm here," Harry said coming down.

"Finally," Draco said as he opened the portal. Ron was coming too. They all stepped through and hurried to they're meeting place.

"Let me see how well you can do your attack," said Aragorn. He brought out the stuffed dummy and had Hermione make it real and Legolas make it know the sword.

Harry and Draco first got it very tired, then looked at each other and nodded. They both went at it full speed, swords out. The swords cut through the dummy at the same time.

"Very good, very good," said Aragorn. "Ok, sit down, we got to talk." Harry and Draco sat down, so did Aragorn. "I wanted to ask. How are you friendship wise?"

"Friends? Ha! We are not friends. We only practice together and that's it. We're no even on 'first name terms'," said Draco.

"What do you call each other then?" asked Aragorn.

"Potter," said Draco.

"Malfoy," said Harry.

"Ok, I didn't think I'd have to teach you this lesson, but I guess I have too," Aragorn said as he got up. He started to pace, thinking about what to say. "One of the most important rules when you're fighting with a partner is friendship. You can't really get anywhere in a real fight if you're not friends. One of you might want to do something, but the other doesn't, then you get yourself into an argument, then you get killed." Harry and Draco nodded. "Hermione, Ron, I want you two to give me a report on them to see if they're getting along." Hermione and Ron nodded.

"Oh, then expect a long report," said Ron.

"And, why is that?" asked Aragorn.

"They haven't liked each other since they first met. Which was when they were eleven," said Ron.

"If they don't learn to get along, then you would will be ruled by Voldemort. He will win," said Aragorn. "Ok, next, plan B. Backup plan."

Harry and Draco got up. Ron and Hermione backed away a couple feet.

"You know what, I don't think you need a plan b, but just in case, let's have one of you knock it down. Then both stab in the upper back, so you'll get the heart." Hermione turned the dummy alive again. "Ok, start! You'll have to get it tired first, so you can knock it down. Do not fight over who gets to knock it down because it doesn't matter!" Aragorn kept on yelling suggestions and commands while they fought the dummy.

After perfecting that plan, Aragorn reminded them to practice plan A and B, and to get along. Then he let them go back to Hogwarts.

"Please, be nice, I don't want to write a friggen five page report on how they weren't get along," whined Ron. Draco and Harry glared at him. "Well, it's the truth."

"I'll try, but if he gives me any shit, I'm sorry," said Harry.

"And when was the last time I gave you any?" asked Draco. He was trying to be nice on Hermione's sake.

"Saturday night," said Harry.

"I was just messing," said Draco.