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Harry: Lindsay?

Lindsay: Yeah?

Harry: Remind me again why we're shooting this in Mdizzle's studio? I mean, I'm still trying to get my head around the fact that it's big enough for him to let us use some of it.

Lindsay: It's big enough for Ranma and Sam to get lost in, iie?

Harry: JAPANESE! WOOHOO!

Lindsay: Yeah... anyway, it's a long, sad story that began with Beast Boy. Shall I continue?

Harry: No, I think I get the idea. You were attacked by Terra, Jinx, Raven, etc.

Lindsay: Yeah. I can't thank Mdizzle enough.

Harry: But you still don't own Harry Potter or the Teen Titans.

Lindsay: Must you ruin my mood! Anyway, the OC in this chapter isn't an OC at all. She's based completely on my friend Shannon. (P.S. - I hope you don't mind that I use your studio for the bloopers and everything, Mdizzle)

Beast Boy was adjusting. He had fully lost all traces of green in his hair and his skin. The one tooth that protruded from his upper jaw remained, as did the pointed ears. After Madam Pomfrey declared the rest of Hogwarts safe for him, he was released from the hospital wing. Beast Boy was getting his cheerfulness back. It was a good sign.

"Beast Boy! Beast Boy, friend, I have found the one that shall make all better!" chirped Starfire happily. She was gliding into the Gryffindor common room, where Beast Boy and a third-year girl were playing Exploding Snap.

"Star? What is it?" asked Beast Boy with interest. Starfire was holding a box lined with pillows. Beaming, Starfire reached into the box and presented -

"Silkie!" she proclaimed, ecstatic. The worm writhed happily. "I have at last located my small friend!"

"Hey, Silkie!" said Beast Boy, rubbing the worm's head. Grinning, he went back to his game.

"Beast Boy, what is that?" asked the third-year girl with interest. "It's kinda cute in a weird, kind of squirmy, maggot-y sorta way..."

"Oh, right, intros," said Beast Boy. "Star - this is Abby, met her in Transfi... Trans..."

"Transfiguration?" supplied Abby.

"Yeah, that - and Abby, this is Starfire, and that's Silkie."

"Hello, Starfire," said Abby. "Hey, Silkie!"

"STARFIRE!" yelled a voice from the top of the staircase. It was Ginny. "C'mere, Mandy's got this weird thing - what's it called again?"

"A DVD," replied Mandy's disembodied voice, "although it won't work here, I just wanted to show you and all the other poor souls how aren't familiar with them."

"I have seen the DVDs back at the Jump City," replied Starfire, gliding up the staircase with Silkie in her arms. "What is the title?"

"Lord of the Rings, the Fellowship of the Ring!" called Mandy. "If you guys can come over for winter break, maybe we can watch the whole trilogy."

"Winter break isn't until December, Mand," said Ginny, starting into the girl's dorm with Starfire. "It is now September."

Abby laughed. "Why are fifteen-year-old girls so stupid?"

"Star's not stupid, just... different," said Beast Boy.

"Didn't mean Starfire, meant Mandy," replied Abby. Beast Boy considered this.

"You're right," he laughed, before the pile of cards exploded, singing the hair of the two laughing friends.

Raven POV in Potions Class

"Add two legs of newt and stir counterclockwise for two minutes then sprinkle in four ounces of powdered hedgehog quills..." muttered Hermione, dropping the newt limbs into the cauldron with a splash. I smirked slightly, thinking of what Beast Boy told us the previous night about Potions class. ("WE SHOULD USE VEGETARIAN NEWT LEGS!")

"Er, Hermione?" asked Harry from the cauldron next to us, where he was working with Ron. (Was Snape feeling okay? He usually wouldn't let friends pair up.) "What exactly is this supposed to do?"

"It's an Illusion potion, Harry," said Hermione impatiently.

"If you pour a little on something, it'll look like whatever you happen to be thinking at the moment it hits," I added. "That's why you'd better clear your mind before you pour it on anything."

"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos," chanted Ron, with a teasing glance at me. "Azarath, Metrion... okay, stopping!"

Because I had raised a fist threateningly. Laughing, Hermione went back to the cauldron.

I enchanted the vial just as Snape had instructed us to and scooped a bit of our finished potion into it. The charm was so the vial wouldn't be affected by the potion. Hermione was looking from cauldron to cauldron. Draco Malfoy, who was working as far away from us as he could, and Blaise Zabini's potion was the shade of deep purple it was supposed to be, just like ours, perhaps a bit too dark. Somehow, Neville Longbottom and Seamus Finnagan had managed to make theirs red with a blue duck pattern. Please do not ask. I honestly have no idea. Harry and Ron's potion was a rather sickening shade of orange, and Robin and Cyborg's potion (Cyborg had been moved down to fifth year at his own insistence) was a lilac color.

"I cannot believe that this happened within a week of you getting here," Hermione was saying, levitating the vial to Snape's desk. "Beast Boy losing his powers and everything. The Death Eaters must have had this planned months in advance... but they'd had to have known about you coming in the first place..."

"Listen-" said an unfamiliar (American) voice from behind us, making us both jump. We turned around to see a girl with glasses and very dark hair. She was wearing Slytherin robes.

"Who are you?" Hermione and I asked at once.

"I'm Saria, I'm in your year," she said matter-of-factly. "My family moved from America to England when I was eleven, and then out of nowhere I got the Hogwarts letter. But that's not the point. The point is, your friend lost his powers, right?"

"Where did you come from!" demanded Hermione. "I have never seen you before!"

"You've never seen Blaise Zabini, have you?" Before either of us could reply, she had answered herself. "No, of course not, simply because Blaise and I don't harass you until you want to knock our heads off. With a pirate sword like Barbossa's, because they work better than Avada Kedavra. Draw more blood too, just like volossa raptors. But we don't want to talk about those, do we? I don't, at any rate... And Draco and Pansy probably don't dance."

"What does dancing have to do with anything?" I asked.

"Everything!" exclaimed Saria. "Next time you have a problem, dance. Okay? Good. Now listen, Hermione-"

"Since when are we on first-name terms?" I asked.

"Since I proved that not all Slytherins are ass holes," replied Saria. "Especially not Draco, he's just got... issues... with his dad. Anyway, Hermione, Pansy said to meet you in the Three Broomsticks, right?"

"Yes..."

"Go. I know for a fact that you were planning on blowing it off-"

"How?" I asked her, raising one eyebrow. Saria lifted her hands in response.

"Enchante pinnaclus enforcei!"she cried. "That's how I knew. Whoa, okay, time to take the charm off. Way too loud in here." Saria performed the spell again and rubbed her ears.

"How did you do that without a wand!" demanded Hermione. Saria looked at her as if she had sprouted an extra head.

"My magic's in my hands. Has no one told you? Draco hasn't said anything? Wow, you must really tick him off... unless he's the one that ticks you off!" she added in response to both of our glares.

"I'd have to go with choice B," I informed her.

"We are getting waaaay off topic, so we must dance." Saria looked around, waiting for us to dance. Neither of us moved. "Okay then, yeah. Anyway, Hermione, you might want to go to the Three Broomsticks with Pansy and I. Raven, you should come too."

I gave Saria a skeptical glance.

"No, I'm serious! Look, neither of us will take our wands!"

"You don't need your wand, remember?" said Hermione. Saria thought for a moment.

"You just have to trust me," said Saria. "It's really, really, really, really, really important that you come! Do you want to know what's going on or not?"

Hermione and I looked at each other. "If we go together, Raven, we could easily avoid an ambush," she said.

"Honestly, you guys are so freaking paranoid," said Saria lightly. "You should dance. Well, Three Broomsticks, next Hogsmeade trip?"

"Yeah," I said. Saria nodded.

"Good. See ya tomorrow then."

"Tomorrow!" demanded Hermione. Saria gave us an almost pitying look.

"The next Hogsmeade trip," she said as if she were speaking to a toddler, "is tomorrow. I will meet you at the Three Broomsticks with Pansy."

Saria headed back to her potion. I heard a brief snatch of the conversation she started up with Malfoy and Zabini: "Snape should be in Aerosmith, he has the perfect hair, if only he played an instrument..."

Hermione and I exchanged glances again. "She seemed... nice..." attempted Hermione. I refrained from saying anything.

"Okay, so, Three Broomsticks tomorrow then?" I said. Hermione nodded.

"But we're taking everyone who won't be noticed."

CHAPTER SIX IS FINALLY UP, PEOPLE.

Okay, I am really sorry! Writer's block... wriiiiiiiiteeeeeeer's blooooooooooock... and that's why the chapters are so short. BUT, this chapter, not only do I have some small bloopers, I also have OFF-SET GOOFS, most of them involving music! WOOHOO!

SCENE: Silkie!

"I have finally found the one that shall make all better!" exclaimed Starfire, gliding down the stairs. Nothing was in her arms.

"Uhh... gee, Star, is it Silkie?" asked Beast Boy in an attempt to save the scene. Grinning, Starfire shook her head. "Then who-"

Red X jumped down from the ceiling in response.

"CUT! CUT! CUT!" Lindsay screamed. "RED X IS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE, STARFIRE! WHY IS HE HERE!"

"It is not because he has promised me the mustard zeens of maga!" exclaimed Starfire, pink circles appearing on her cheeks. Lindsay glowered.

"GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE I CALL IN MDIZZLE' SECURITY GUARD!"

"Yeah, right, what's he gonna do?" laughed Red X. Lindsay smirked and pulled out a walkie-talkie.

"Security to borrowed set. I repeat, security to borrowed set."

Inuyasha took care of Red X pretty quickly.

"Thanks!" said Lindsay.

SCENE: Umm... Who Is This Girl?

"Listen-"

"HI SHANNON!" exclaimed Hermione very loudly. Shannon, who plays Saria, started.

"Hey, Hermione," she said. "You just messed up the scene."

"CUT!" yelled Lindsay. "Yeah, Hermione, you did. Look, I know you're annoyed that I'm going to pair you up with Draco-"

Hermione grimaced.

"BUT DON'T TAKE IT OUT ON THE FIC!"

End of bloopers cuz the chapter was so short. OFF-SET GOOFS STARTING NOW!

"CYBORG! BEAST BOY! DRACO! GUYS! GET OUT HERE!" Lindsay was yelling as she looked around the studio in search of the aforementioned. She opened a door that didn't have any sort of label on it. Inside, Cyborg was dressed in a raggy army uniform with Beast Boy lying "unconscious" on the floor in front of him. Dressed similarly. Red face paint was smeared across the side of his face. Draco was standing in front of the two of them, wearing a blue policeman's uniform.

"Look down! Javert, he's standing in his grave!" sang Cyborg, picking Beast Boy up and slinging him over his shoulder. "Give way! Javert, there is a life to save!" He walked past Draco.

"I will be waiting, 24601!" replied Draco, also singing. Lindsay was more than a little weirded out by the scene from Les Miserables that was being acted out, so she eased the door shut and ran.

"Great," grumbled Lindsay. "NOW where is the HP crew!"

Suddenly, there was a "gooooooo heeeeeeey hooooo he yeah oh heeeeeeeey ho heo heey hey heeey" from the same room where she had found Beast Boy, Cyborg and Draco acting out the sewer scene from Les Miserables. Dreading what she'd find inside, she opened the door again.

Oliver Wood, Marcus Flint, Harry and Blaise were dancing in the background as Hermione, Shannon, Cho Chang and Ginny danced in the front singing.

"Gooooooo heeeeeeey hooooo he yeah oh heeeeeeeey ho heo heey hey heeey!" they sang. Lindsay shook her head and left them to their fun.

"I should learn that dance," she muttered.

"Hey guys?" said Beast Boy. "Anyone seen Shannon or Lindsay?"

His answer came almost immediately.

"I got mad at The Cheat! Unh! For screwing up the jumble caper!"

"Think I found them, B," came Mandy's voice. Lindsay and Shannon were in the same room that everyone else had been found in, singing a song from Homestar Runner dot com.

"I hope I don't see his name in the paper-"

Beast Boy turned towards the camera. "Well, guys, Lindsay doesn't own any of these songs or the websites or commercials or plays they come from. Next chapter, things will get a little more interesting. Bye!"