I know that, as usual, this chapter took forever, but if it helps at all it's quite a bit longer than any previous chapters. The whole original plot (Harry and Seamus set Ron and Hermione up, then Seamus sets Harry and Draco up...) is dragging, I know. But I'm writing without leaving out days at a time, (though I couldn't tell you why I chose to write this fic this way) and it just seems to be taking a while. I promise though, I will never give up on this fic. The point is, the slash shall take a bit more time – Harry and Seamus only just found out that Draco and Blaise are interested.
Again, I am posting at school (thanks to Jan the evil computer), and I'm in English class. I do have over an hour and a half left though, so it'll get done. Now, let's just hope my English teacher doesn't wander over too often...he usually doesn't though.
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Now if you guys will excuse me, I ought to post this and think about getting back to my English work...
Harry, Seamus, And The Master Plan
By SilverWolf7007
Chapter Twenty-One – Hiding From Maddy, Fifty-Seven Bottles Of Beer On The Wall, And Is Everyone Going To The Library???
Once they'd left the castle, Harry and Draco slowed to a walk, feeling that they were safe enough from Maddy and Jason for now.
It took them a few minutes of walking in silence for them to realise they were still holding hands.
Harry blinked. He pulled his hand back slowly, glancing at Draco as he did. The blonde's cheeks were tinged slightly pink, and Harry knew his own were probably brighter.
"So," Draco said after a few tension filled minutes. "We still have a couple of hours before dinner. What are we going to do?"
Feeling unaccountably relieved, Harry thought about what they could do. "Hm," he murmured, a slow smirk appearing on his face. "Well, after dinner we have to meet Seamus and Blaise in the library."
Draco looked confused. "What for?"
"To work on setting Ron and Hermione up, of course. I've come up with half a plan, but I need help working it all out. We have until Saturday."
"Why Saturday? Wait, I know. Hogsmeade?"
Harry nodded. "Yep. And no, I'm not going to tell you anything until after dinner. You may actually have to be patient."
Draco gave a mock horrified gasp. "Oh no, whatever shall I do?" he asked sarcastically. He rolled his eyes. "I'll have you know, Harry Potter, that I can be very patient when the mood strikes me."
"And that, of course, is only once in a pink polka dotted moon."
Draco responded in the most mature fashion he possibly could. He stuck out his tongue.
With just as much maturity, Harry replied in kind.
Turning slightly to look Harry right in the eyes, Draco stared.
Harry stared back, trying not to blink. 'It's like staring down a hippogriff,' he thought absently. 'Only far more pleasing on the eyes. Hm, they aren't just grey, there's blue in there too...'
Draco's eyes began to water, straining to close. He refused. 'Think of Harry's eyes. I must continue to look at his eyes.'
"Oh Harry! Draco!"
The deceptively sweet tone of Maddy's voice broke both of their concentration, and they blinked in surprise and horror.
"Run!" Harry yelped, grabbing Draco's hand and pulling. The blonde didn't protest.
Ten minutes later, they were hiding behind Hagrid's hut, and there was no sign of Maddy.
"I've worked out what we're going to do until dinner," Harry said breathlessly, leaning back against the hut.
"Oh? What's that?" Draco asked in the same tone, leaning beside him.
"Hide from Maddy."
"Good plan."
Sam sat leaning against the cold, stone wall. It wasn't comfortable, but it was the best she was going to get at the moment: Sirius, who had been her leaning post until half an hour before, was pacing. Again.
"Siri, why don't you sit down."
He paused for a minute and glared down at her. "What's the point in that?" He began pacing again. "How long have we been in here, Sam? Too bloody long. The only person we've seen was Malfoy, and he doesn't count. What's going on that's so important that they're ignoring prisoners who could hold vital information?"
"Maybe they want to drive us insane," she suggested half-heartedly. "I know it's going to work, too; if you don't sit down, you're pacing is going to kill me."
He rolled his eyes, but sat down at her side, facing the door. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm so bored I almost want the Death Eaters to show up."
She poked him in the arm. "No you don't. What we need is an escape plan."
"I hate to admit it, Sammy, but what we need is help from Evan bloody Rosier."
Fifth year Ravenclaw Alexander Avery looked at the three other people occupying his dorm room - his three best friends. "Something is going on."
Amanda Branstone of Hufflepuff rolled her eyes. "Alex, something is always going on around here. You know that as well as anyone."
He glared. "That's not what I meant, Manda, and you know it."
"Play nicely, you two," Colin admonished, giving them both a grin.
"Why don't you specify what you mean, Alex?" Ginny suggested, giving all three of them a Look that would have done Hermione and Lavender proud.
"It's Orla and Stewart."
Amanda frowned. "What about them?"
"I think the Five are up to something...and Orla is talking to Stewart a lot more than normal."
Ginny sighed. "That's not really much to go on, Alex."
"Maybe not, Gin," Amanda said slowly. "But Eleanor and Owen are acting odd as well."
Colin shrugged. "The Five are always up to something; Natalie's been acting suspicious as well."
"But Orla and Owen share something in common, don't they," Ginny said, glancing at all of them.
"They're best friends?" Colin asked, not catching on.
"They're close to Harry Potter," Alex realised.
Amanda frowned. "How did that happen, anyway?"
Ginny smiled, remembering. "Well, it was because of that mentoring program thing Dumbledore set up over the summer after our third year. He had two students in Harry's year from different houses work with two students from the other two houses in Orla and Owen's year. One of the older students had to know things about the Muggle world, because that's where they spent half the assigned time. It was designed to both give students more experience in the Muggle world and to help improve house relations."
"How did it go?" Amanda asked.
"Fairly well, but not well enough to be done again, apparently. It's too bad, it would have been fun." She sighed, and then straightened slightly in her seat at Alex's desk. "But the whole point is, we don't want to get involved. It doesn't matter what the Five are up to, nor what Orla and Owen are doing. Whatever it is, we have our own problems to worry about."
Alex sighed and nodded. "Very true. Speaking of which, have you heard back from the twins yet?"
Ginny grinned as Colin laughed. "Yes, I did," she answered. "They said they would, as long as we promise to take photos. I told them that Colin was involved, and they agreed right off."
Amanda and Alex laughed too. Colin and his camera were well known throughout the school.
"Right then," the Ravenclaw said. "We're all set. Shall we plot?"
"Plot we shall," Ginny agreed.
After sitting in the Common Room with Lavender and Parvati for a while, Hermione had decided to go down to the library.
Her current inability to track down Jason Nott was becoming annoying. The two of them usually met in the library on a Sunday afternoon to study, and she hoped he'd be there.
After they had worked together over the summer with Stewart and Eleanor of the Five, they had found that they had a similar attitude to studying. This had led them to seek each other out when their housemates were reluctant to leave the Common Rooms. It hadn't been long before they had made the meetings regular.
Hermione pushed the library door open and stepped inside, relishing the familiar smell of the thousands of books the shelves were holding.
She smiled as she saw Jason sitting at a table, and she quickly joined him. "Hello."
He looked across the table at her and grinned. "Hey, I was hoping you'd show. I was here with Maddy a few minutes ago, but she left to kill Harry and Draco."
Hermione blinked rapidly in shock, two things spinning in her mind. The first and most noticeable she couldn't help but ask about. "Jason, why on earth is your hair that hideous shade of yellow...or is it green?"
Sighing, he ran a hand though his hair. "I'm afraid that's the reason Maddy's going to kill Harry and Draco. They lured us here under false pretences, and then turned my hair this repulsive colour, and Maddy's red. She chased them out of the castle; I came back here after they'd gotten that far."
"Oh dear. It seems Harry's extending his collection." Seeing his confused frown, she explained. "Harry's been changing the hair colour of pretty much everyone he's friends with, after he changed Seamus's and Lavender dyed Ron."
"You mean Ron's hair, don't you?" he asked, almost sounding hopeful.
She sighed. "Nope. She dyed all of him, including his pyjamas. They and his hair are the only parts that didn't wash clean."
"Ah. It seems I've lost yet another bet to Draco Malfoy. Thankfully, there wasn't actually any money involved." He shrugged. "No loss then."
Hermione frowned, deciding to voice the second thing that had caught her attention and refused to let go. "Jase, what on earth was Harry doing in here with Draco Malfoy?"
He was silent for a few seconds. "Studying, I believe. Potions, or Charms, I'm not quite sure."
"Oh." She wasn't sure she quite believed him, but decided to go along with his story for now. "Well then, what are WE going to study?"
Jason gave her a hopeful smile. "Well, I have a quiz in Transfiguration tomorrow..."
Having been chased by Maddy across the castle grounds, from the Quidditch pitch to the Herbology greenhouses, Harry and Draco were exhausted and very ready to head inside.
Luckily for them, that was the direction Maddy was chasing them in.
"I can't wait to get inside," Draco muttered, waiting while Harry checked that their way was clear. "I need chocolate."
Harry stepped away from the corner of greenhouse three for a moment and grinned at his companion. "You're in luck, because Seamus is bringing chocolate to the library after dinner."
Draco frowned uncertainly. "Are you sure you're allowed to take that in? Last I heard, Pince banned food and drink from the library, including water, after some incident involving Muggle chewing gum, pumpkin juice, and a few particular rare volumes from the Restricted Section."
Eyes widened in an innocent expression, Harry pulled his own version of 'the irresistible puppy dog eyes' (considered by most to be nearly as effective as Remus's). "But, but, I can't plot devious schemes without chocolate!"
'That has got to be the most adorable expression I've ever seen on anyone's face,' Draco thought absently. He recognised the point Harry was making. "I see, so you guilt trip Pince into letting you have chocolate by using those gorgeous eyes of yours?" His eyes widened slightly as he realised what he'd just said.
Harry blushed slightly. "Well, no, actually. I just sneak it in, and charm my way out of trouble if she catches me."
"That's inspired. Though somewhat Slytherin, if I may say so," he added, a tinge of admiration in his voice.
"Why thank you, kind sir," Harry said with a roll of his eyes. He flashed Draco a quick grin before turning to look around the side of the greenhouse again. He sighed in relief. "We have safe passage to the castle."
They moved away from the Herbology area and made for the castle, fortunately managing to make it to the doors.
"Hey!"
Not bothering to verbally acknowledge the presence of Maddy not too far behind them, they broke into a run as soon as they entered.
"Where are we going?" Draco asked, catching his breath as they ducked into a corridor and slowed to a walk.
Harry thought for a moment before he replied. "Dungeons. If all else fails, we can beg sanctuary from Snape."
Draco raised an eyebrow. "And you think he'd grant it?"
Harry smirked. "Well, it's either that or I'll bug him in the lab."
The blond gave him a shocked stare. "You'd venture into his potions lab on a weekend? You're brave. Insane, but brave."
"Fifty seven bottles of beer on the wall, fifty seven bottles of beer - "
"Black! Shut the hell up in there!"
Sirius stopped singing and grinned at Sam, who was still sitting next to him across from the door. The only real change was that she now had her fingers firmly lodged in her ears to block out Sirius's rather poor singing.
"But Avery darling, I just love singing for you!" he called through to the Death Eater.
There were a few whispered words, a click, and the door swung open. Avery stepped inside, followed by two other masked Death Eaters.
"Be aware, Black," one of them growled. "We are under strict directives not to cause injury to either of you, but if you do not cease this screeching you believe to be singing, we may decide to locate one of our compatriots who is not under the same restrictions."
Sirius rolled his eyes. There was only on person on the planet who spoke in that particular way, and this was she. "Do stop being so damned anal retentive, Narcissa, you're going to give me a headache."
She pulled off her mask and glared at him. "Do not think you are indispensable, Sirius, because you are not. And you may wish to think yourself lucky," she continued with a smirk. "Lucius has kindly volunteered to remain in your cell during your stay here. That way, we all get some peace."
"How so?" Sam asked. "And why would spending time with your repulsive husband be lucky?"
Narcissa's eyes narrowed, but she answered. "There will be a silencing spell upon this cell, keeping sound away from the ears of those on the outside. And should Lucius wish to, he can render you both incapable of talking for some peace of his own. And it's lucky, Snape, because it is my husband, not myself."
Sirius gave a shrug. "Well, that part's right, fair enough."
Moments later, Avery and Narcissa had left, leaving 'Lucius' to silence the spell. Once he had done so, he spoke. "Took quite a lot of subtle word games before I could volunteer for this job. Give it a few hours, then we'll try to get you out of here."
Sam shook her head. "It's no use, Evan. They know who's in here with us, and as much as I'd like to escape, we can't afford to lose our last spy."
Nodding grimly, Sirius agreed. "Besides, I was having fun singing - "
"Don't even think about it," Sam warned. "Or I'll have Evan silence you."
He rolled his eyes. "Bully."
"Don't I know it."
"You want to what?"
Glancing back at the other three and gaining encouraging smiles, Ginny repeated herself. "We want to join your side of the prank war, Professor. Lupin has Harry and Seamus, and who knows who else. I'm sure you could use someone to give you a hand."
Severus looked at the four fifth years in front of him and sighed. "You're right, of course. I also have a terrible feeling that Lupin recruited Draco, Blaise and Jason before I got a chance. Very well, Miss Weasley, Miss Branstone, Mr Creevey, Mr Avery. You have just successfully signed up for your first officially declared prank war."
Alex grinned. "Don't worry, sir, we won't let you down."
"I hope not," the professor told him. "Quite frankly, I can't afford to lose any ground here." He gestured to the chairs in front of his desk. "Have a seat, we have a lot to discuss."
They sat, and Ginny leaned forward to begin. "Fred and George are taking requests from both sides. They can't pick, for some reason, but they're willing to give us anything I ask for."
Severus nodded. "Good, we'll need some things that they can get for us. If nothing else, of course, they can go to the apothecary and send me refills for whatever we use."
"I have an idea."
They turned to Amanda expectantly, and, grinning, she began to outline her plan.
Half way to Snape's office, Harry glanced at his watch and stopped walking.
Draco, who hadn't really been paying attention to where they were going, ran into him. "Ow. Why have we stopped?"
"Dinner time," Harry answered, turning around. "I think all this running around has given me a real appetite...but I'll have to save room for the chocolate, of course."
"Of course," Draco agreed with a grin.
They walked back to the Great Hall, keeping an eye out for Maddy on the way.
"I've just had a thought," Draco said suddenly when they reached the Entrance Hall.
"Oh?"
"I'm going to have to sit at the same table as her." He turned horrified eyes to Harry. "What if she curses my beautiful hair?"
Harry bit his lip to keep from laughing. "Draco, you've already survived it being hexed once; what's Maddy going to do that's worse than changing the colour?"
Draco thought for a moment. "She could cut it off. Or spike it up. Or gel it down again. Or - "
"Draco, calm down!" He put a reassuring hand on the Slytherin's shoulder. "Breathe, just breathe."
He took a few deep breaths and seemed to calm down.
"If it's worrying you that much, you could always eat at the Gryffindor Table."
Draco turned wide, shocked eyes to Harry. "Are you kidding? Weasley would eat me alive!"
Harry laughed. "Ron or Ginny?"
"Probably both," he replied, looking worried. "Maybe if I drag Blaise with me...and Jason...and Pansy..." He turned to Harry, a thoughtful frown on his face. "Are we actually allowed to do that?"
Harry shrugged. "I don't know and I don't care. If it's against the rules, then it's a stupid rule. Either way, Dumbledore will probably see the merit in building up inter house relations again, and won't object."
"Speaking of that, how did you and Pansy go with those two kids you took care of before fifth year? She refuses to talk about it."
"Um...can we talk about this later?"
"Why? What happened?"
Harry shook his head, looking frantic. "Not that, Draco, but Maddy's heading this way."
The two of them shot into the Great Hall, heading for their own tables. Maddy followed them in.
Once Maddy had sat down a few seats away from Draco, Blaise and Pansy, the three of them stood up and walked to the Gryffindor table. Maddy glared, but simply began to eat.
Harry sat down in relief, Draco dropping down beside him. "That was close."
"Too close."
Pansy and Blaise had both sat down, and were eyeing Harry and Draco, expecting an explanation.
Seamus, Ron, Neville, Lavender, Parvati and Dean were all staring at the three Slytherins who had joined them.
First to recover, Seamus turned to Blaise. "What's going on?"
The currently white haired boy shrugged. "Haven't a clue. Draco came over, sat down, waited a few minutes then dragged Pansy and I over here."
"You gonna explain, Harry?" Ron demanded, looking annoyed.
Harry grinned. "It's quite simple. We charmed Maddy and Jason's hair, Maddy got pissed off, and she then chased us around the caste grounds all afternoon. She's still looking for revenge."
Seamus groaned. "See, I told you this collecting thing would get you in trouble one of these days."
"Uh, no you didn't."
"Sure I did."
"Nope, I'd remember that."
"Are you sure?"
"'Fraid so."
"Well, damn."
"While we're on the subject," Draco began in a menacing tone, glaring pointedly at Seamus. "I think someone here owes someone else an apology."
"You're right, of course," Lavender said, bowing her head. "Harry, I'm so sorry I didn't finish putting the glitter and sequins on that certificate..."
Harry rolled his eyes, grinning. "I don't think that's what he meant, Lav, but thanks anyway."
Seamus turned and gave Draco a sheepish smile. "Sorry I messed with your hair, Draco. It was Harry's fault for changing everyone else's, though."
"Oh yeah, that's right, blame me," Harry muttered, sulking slightly.
"I'm sure he didn't mean it, Harry," Draco said comfortingly, giving Seamus the 'Malfoy Death Glare' (second in strength only to the now infamous 'Harry Potter Death Glare' - Remus's version coming a close third, tied with Hermione and Lavender's Glare).
Seamus sighed. "I'm sorry Harry...want a sugar quill?"
Harry immediately brightened and took it from him, sticking it in his pocket for after his meal.
"Mental note, feed him sugar when needing to get back in his good books," Blaise murmured to his fellow Slytherins.
Pansy grinned. "Oh yes, it always works. Sugar quills and caramel slice being his favourites."
Everyone but Harry gave her an inquiring look, and she blushed. "The project thing of Dumbledore's...when you spend enough time with someone, you're bound to notice these things."
Harry gave a cough that sounded oddly like 'hot chocolate', followed by a second that could have been 'Minties'.
Draco and Blaise, who both knew Pansy well, grinned.
"Hey, where's Hermione?" Ron asked suddenly. "She said she'd see us at dinner, and she's not here."
"Knowing Hermione, she's probably in the library," Parvati reminded him. "She said something about finding Jason."
"We have a transfiguration quiz tomorrow," Draco said. "She's probably helping him study for that."
Harry nodded absently, his eyes on Lavender's hair.
"Don't even think about it," she warned, not even looking at him.
He shrugged, hiding a smirk. He'd get her yet.
Glancing toward the doors, Harry saw two familiar figures heading in their direction, both looking confused. "Hey Hermione, Jason."
Hermione sat down across from him. "Hello Harry. What's going on?"
Harry gave Jason a nervous smile. "Well, Draco's here to hide from Maddy."
The yellow-green haired Slytherin shrugged, taking the seat between Hermione and Pansy. "Fair enough then. And of course, we're here for moral support."
Draco nodded. "Pretty much."
Despite over half the Gryffindors being both confused and resentful that there were Slytherins invading their table, the sixth years managed to enjoy their dinner and make plans for afterward.
"Ron," Hermione began sweetly. "Do you remember that Potions essay that Snape assigned two weeks ago?"
"Uh, yeah," Ron replied uncertainly. "Why?"
She gave him a Look. "It's due in tomorrow, Ronald Weasley, and I know for a fact that you haven't finished it!"
His jaw dropped. "Tomorrow?" he demanded. "I'm never going to get it done in time!"
"Don't worry, Ron," Harry said with a grin. "I'm sure Hermione will give you a hand tonight in the Common Room."
Ron turned hopefully to Hermione. "Would you, 'Mione? Please?"
She rolled her eyes, hiding the smile threatening to appear on her face. "All right, but you have to promise to try, Ron. And we'll go to the library."
"Oh, good idea," Parvati agreed. "Neville and I were going to finish that off tonight as well. Can we join you?"
"Of course," Hermione agreed. "Anyone else?"
Jason grinned. "Pansy and I will join you, if you don't mind."
"Please do."
"Wait a sec, who said I wanted to?" Pansy demanded.
Jason raised an eyebrow.
She sighed. "Oh all right, if you insist."
"Hey Lavender, do you want to get a start on that Transfiguration paper due in next week?" Dean asked.
Lavender grinned. "Oh yes, that's a great idea. Common Room or library?"
Dean grimaced. "Well, knowing our housemates like I do, definitely the library."
Harry glanced between Seamus, Draco and Blaise, and he came to a decision. "Fun as the library sounds, I think I'm going to head down to Snape's classroom and practice a few potions." He raised an eyebrow pointedly. "Anyone care to join me?"
Blaise nodded. "All right. I could use some practice myself."
Draco smirked. "Would I ever give up a chance to mess around with fun ingredients in a cauldron?"
Snorting, Harry shook his head. "I highly doubt it. But I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to do something. Or, to be more accurate, to not do something."
He rolled his eyes. "I promise Harry, I wont kill or maim anyone, nor will I destroy Hogwarts or even just Snape's classroom. Happy?"
Harry grinned. "Very." He turned to Seamus. "Are you coming, Imp?"
"Wouldn't miss it for all the Every Flavour Beans in Honeydukes."
"Seamus, you don't even like Every Flavour Beans," Harry reasoned.
"That may have been the point, Harry," Draco pointed out helpfully.
"Draco?"
"Yes Harry?"
"You're not helping."
The blond smirked. "That was the point."
Harry sighed. "I know, I know." He shrugged. "Anyway, are you guys ready to go?"
Receiving three nods, he stood up. "Okay then. See you guys back in the Common Room," he told the others. "Pansy, Jason, I'll see you tomorrow."
A few minutes later, the four of them were heading towards the Potions classroom.
"We're not really going to Snape's classroom, are we Harry?" Seamus asked hopefully once they were far enough away from their library-bound classmates.
"Of course we are. Where else?"
Blaise gave him an odd look. "Won't Snape come in and, well, murder you?"
Harry shook his head. "Not if he knows what's good for him. I have Dumbledore's permission, and Snape himself gives me a hand on occasion."
"I thought Snape hated you. What happened?" Draco asked, utterly confused.
Harry grinned as he remembered meeting Samantha Snape for the first time. "Long story, begins with his wife. Remind me to tell it to you one day."
Seamus frowned. "Why not now?"
"Because, my dear Imp, we have some serious plotting to do."
"Good point."
SIRIUS: Twenty nine bottles of be –
REMUS: Sirius dear, I am warning you now: Keep singing and soon you'll be singing soprano.SIRIUS: (Gulps)
SNAPE: Right, I have a few things to say.
SIRIUS: Please don't.
SAM: (Kicks Sirius)
SIRIUS: OW!
SAM: (Smiles sweetly) Go ahead, Sev.
SNAPE: Thank you. Look, I'm not going to complain, because at least now I have allies in this damned prank war, but we still know nothing about why I get along with Harry so well.
SAM: Well, we know it must have had something to do with me.
SNAPE: How do you figure that?
SIRIUS: (Rolls eyes) Are you even reading the story, Snape? Harry actually said that it began with your wife...Anyway, there's only one good thing about this whole debacle with being in the cell?
SAM: What's that?
SIRIUS: We're actually in the story this chapter.
SAM: Hm, good point.
LUCIUS: Has anyone found Salazar yet?
TOM: (Looking under a rock) Not yet.
VOLDEMORT: You idiot, he's not going to be under that!
TOM: I know that, moron. I was looking for that thing. You know that thing?
VOLDEMORT: What thi – oh, that thing.
NARCISSA: You mean that snake ring Bellatrix gave you for your birthday?
VOLDEMORT & TOM: Shh!
BELLATRIX: You lost it?! How could you lose it?!
VOLDEMORT: Now Bella, there's no need to get testy with me...Tom lost it.
TOM: Hey! I did not! Besides, she gave it to you, not me.
BELLATRIX: I don't care who I gave it to, nor do I care who lost it. I just want you both to FIND IT!!!
TOM & VOLDEMORT: Yes'm.
NARCISSA: They're being oddly well behaved. I think they lost Salazar.
LUCIUS: Those are unfounded accusations, dear.
NARCISSA: Yes, Lucius, you are correct. But that was the point.
EVAN: So, when are we going to get on with the whole spy plotline?
SYLVAN: Later, Evan. Don't bug the author, she'll get pissy.
REMUS: Vamp has a point.
SYLVAN: I know.
EVAN: I'm just saying, there was that whole thing at the end of last chapter, and then she didn't mention it again.
REMUS: Calm down, we'll get there...
BLAISE: I really think that it's about time to stop here, and let SW get the chapter up. We want the readers to actually read it, don't we?
LUCIUS: Good point. Let's get back to searching for that damned founder of Hogwarts.
I really hope they do, I'm getting worried...
Well, that's done. Yay for me.
Please review!
SW