HA HA HA HA HA! Let the quacky insanity begin! (More insanely evil laughter!) Please feel free to question my mental stability. (I'm writing this right now instead of my research paper that's due tomorrow;)

"Can anyone tell me the name of the wizard that said 'f' instead of 's' and found himself with a buffalo on his chest?" Professor Flitwick asked the class. As usual Hermione's hand shot up like an arrow and no one else bothered to raise their hands. "Yes, Miss. Granger?"

"Quack." Hermione said to the amazement of the class.

"Excuse me?" Flitwick squeaked.

"Quack!" Hermione answered again. Harry who was sitting next to her was staring at Hermione, flabbergasted, while Ron was giggling uncontrollably in the seat next to him.

Professor Flitwick seemed to be getting frustrated.

"If that's all you are going to say Miss. Granger then I think we've heard quite enough." He said testily.

"Quaaaaaaaaaack!" Hermione yelled and the whole class burst out in laughter.

"Miss. Granger I'm going to have to ask you to leave the class." Hermione grabbed her things and ran from the room, quacking the whole way.

Two Days Later

"What do you think is wrong is with Hermione?" Harry asked Ron. They had just left the hospital wing where they had been visiting her. Ron was still laughing at how Hermione was still quacking.

"I don't know, maybe she was doing a spell and just messed up." He said with a laugh.

"This isn't funny Ron, something could be seriously wrong with her."

"Of course something is seriously wrong, she can't say anything besides 'quack'." He shot back.

"Ahh, this is crazy." Harry said as they entered the common room. Once inside Ginny ran up to them, she looked extremely frightened.

"What's up?" Ron asked her.

"Quack!" She said looking distressed. Ron laughed.

"Not you too!" Harry said. "Here try writing something down, then you'll be able to talk to us." He handed her a piece of parchment, pen, and an ink well.

Both he and Ron stared over Ginny's shoulder as she tried to write something down. Every time she tried to write a word though, all that there was on the paper was the word 'Quack!'

"Dude Ginny this isn't funny!" Ron said now looking worried for the first time. "Stop the stupid duck stuff will you!"

Ginny looked up at him pleadingly, then pointed across the common room where Parvati Patil was quacking too.

"This thing must be contagious." Harry said, backing away from Ginny. "Unless someone is cursing these people to quack like ducks!" He looked at Ron who was still staring at his little sister in horror.

"I guess Hermione wasn't losing her mind then." He said rather reluctantly. "Cause that would have been a lot more funny."

Three Weeks Later

Half the school had now been effected by what was now being called the quacking duck syndrome. Classes had been canceled for the time being until a solution could be found. Meanwhile the students who had not been affected as of yet, were staying in the Great Hall.

That night at dinner, Professor Dumbledore stood up to address the remaining students.

"We have yet to find a cure for this epidemic that is sweeping our school, but rest assured that all the teachers and myself are working hard to ----- deal-----with ----the ------------Quaaaaaaack!"

A hush ran through the Great Hall as Dumbledore stood there quacking as if quacking was just the thing to do at the moment.

"Oh no!" Said Harry, staring in horror at the headmaster who was flapping his arms like a bird. "What are we going to do?"

What are you going to do Harry? Stay tuned for the next chapter for some more quacking insanity as the crazy duck people try to take over the school and Harry and Ron must find the person responsible for this terrible deed!