Anita: Yay! That took me awhile.

Rachel: Yup, sure did.

Amanda: Please read and review.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Anita: Well, I guess I'll do chapter 3 now.

Rachal and Amanda: Yay! More story!

Anita: Yes Yes, more story. To any of you readers you should go to my friend Rachel's stories and read hers, its good. Her pename is Shadowangel. Thank you!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but me. Quotes, Characters, Nothing! I own diddly, beside Anita and any other happenings at Hogwarts. No lawyers okay?

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Anita... Anita! Wake up damn it!"

Completely ignoring the voice yelling at me I rolled over and fell back asleep.

'Sleep is good... me wanna sleep...'

A sudden trio of crushing weight knocked the oxygen right from my lungs and I gasped for air.

"What the fuck!" I exclaimed as the three weights lifted and I sat up to see Rachel, Hermione, and Amanda laughing at my outburst.

"I think... she's awake now..." said Amanda between laughs.

I glared at them all and plopped back down on my bed, going back to sleep.

"O no you don't, we worked for half an hour to get you up!" said Amanda and suddenly the warm covers were gone. I curled up into a ball and began to doze off when something grabbed my feet.

CLUNK!

My head smacked the floor along with the rest of my and I sat strait, rubbing a now forming bruise on my head.

"What the hell is with you guys!" I yelled. (Anita: Yes, as you can see I'm not much of a morning person.)

"It's 8:30! We need to head down to breakfast you monkey!" exclaimed Amanda.

"Oh! Nevermind then," I said, still rubbing my now sore head.

I pulled myself from the floor and pulled my outfit for the day out of my trunk and rushed around to get ready for the day. I brushed my hair out quickly and put it up in a high ponytail. Making sure I had my bag pack for my classes I went out of the dormitory and slid down the banister.

"Ok! I'm ready," I said after I jumped off the banister.

"You take forever Nita!" said Rachel and I smiled.

"Well...," I put a finger to my chin, thinking, "we leave when I'm ready!" I said finally.

I headed for the portrait hole with my friends and we went down for breakfast.

When we walked in the Great Hall the first thing I saw was Malfoy entertaining a group of Slytherins with an apparently funny story. As we walked past them Malfoy did a quite stupid faint and I yelled over my shoulder, "I think Malfoy just saw his reflection!"

We broke up into a fit of laughing at the sight of Malfoy's priceless face, I looked over at Rachel and saw she wasn't laughing much, she looked back at Malfoy and I saw something in her eyes when she looked at him, love. or maybe it was pity. I don't know, but o well. Figure it out later.

"That was kinda mean Anita," commented Hermione.

"No it wasn't!" said Ron.

"Yea, you only think it is!" I chimed in.

After sitting down George handed out scheldules, "New third-year schedules," he said.

"So... anywho," I said nibbling on a piece of toast, "When do classes start?"

"Nine o'clock," informed Hermione.

"That means we have," Amanda looked down at her watch, "fifteen minutes to eat and het up to Divinations."

"Crap!" I exclaimed and wolfed down the piece of toast in my hand, "Okay. I'm ready to go."

After I waited for everyone else to finish eating we all left the Great Hall and went off to go find a way to the North Tower.

'Good gravy! It's taking us forever to get up to the tower.'

My feet ached as we climbed up, yet again, another staircase. "There's-- got-- to-- a-- shortcut," Ron said as we made our way up the stairs. When I got to the next landing I waited for the rest to catch up, looking around the empty landing and noticed the painting with nothing but a stretch of grass.

"Weird painting," I muttered.

"I think it's this way," Hermione said pointing down the passage to the right.

"No, it can't be," said Harry pointing to the window, "If you look out the window you can see the lake, so then it would me south."

Amanda looked at the painting and was joined by Rachel, I followed after them as the other three were thinking of which way to go.

"What the..." said Amanda as a fat gray pony came into the picture, with no sign of it's rider.

"What the is right," I said as we watched the iron clad rider came into the picture. His armor was grass stained and he ran to catch up to his steed.

"Aha!" he yelled, see us outside his portrait, "What villains are these, that trespass upon my private lands! Come to scorn at my fall, perchance? Draw, you knave, you dogs!"

"I do believe this little midget just threatened us?" commented Amanda as the little knight had quite a bit of trouble pulling out his sword, which when it did, it fell to the ground and was impossible to pull out.

"Wow. Wonder what he's on?" said Rachel from the blue.

I laughed at her comment, plus the antics the little knight attempted to use to free his sword from the ground. Only thing was he failed and wound up on the ground, defeated.

"You okay?" I asked the knight.

"Get back, you scurvy braggart! Back you rogue!"

In yet another attempt to yank his sword out he pulled as hard as he could, but it was no use and he plopped down on the grass. He pulled up his visor to wipe away the sweat that had accumulatted on his brow

"What are you guys looking at?" asked Harry's voice from behind.

"The painting, there's a dude in there," I said, not pulling my eyes away from the figure in the painting.

"Ask him where the North Tower is," suggested Ron from somewhere in the back.

"Bonne idée," I said. (Translation: Good idea)

"Uh... I'm guessing that means good idea?" Hermione inquired.

"Yuppers," I said.

"Hey dude!" Amanda said knocking on the wood frame of the picture, "Could you tell us how to get to the North Tower?"

"A quest!" he exclaimed, his anger seemed to mysteriously vanish, "Come follow me, dear friends, and we shall find our goal, or else shall perish bravely in the charge!"

'So this is Sir Cadogan,'

With that the knight yanked his sword from the ground and ran off, and out of the picture. So we all followed as Sir Cadogan ran out from picture to picture, leading us on.

When we began to go up dozens of staircases it was getting quite confusing as everything seemed to spin together, but we continued to follow the knight till he stopped and the sound of voices above us came to our ears.

"Farewell!" said the knight ,"Farewell, my comrades-in-arms! If ever you need a noble heart and steely sinew, call upon Sir Cadogan!"

"Yeah yeah," said Rachel in reply.

"So... how do we get up there?" asked Ron.

Hermione pointed up and there sat a brass plaque, "'Sibyll Trewlawney, Divination teacher," I read off the brass plate.

"How are we supposed to get up there?" asked Harry.

As if on que the trapdoor above opened and a silver ladder came down to the floor.

"You go first Anita," said Rachel and she pushed me up to the ladder.

I grasped the ladder and climbed up toone of the weirdest rooms I had ever seemed, it was like and atic you would see in those old movies. The air was thick and musty, a fire roared in the fireplace, yet the curtains were drawn shut and the room was dim.

'Geeze. It's like in the book. Ok, so we did wind up in Hogwarts, but still.'

"Welcome," said a mysterios voice from the corner, "How nice to see you in the physical world as last."

I nearly jumped at the sudden speaking and whipered to Amanda and Rachel, "More like waiting to kill us all."

I could hear them giggle quietly and did so myself a bit. From out of the shadows stepped a thin old woman. The glasses on her nose magnigied them to a very large size and her hair was frizzy and puffy. Dozens of necklaces and bracelets hung off of her. A worn shawl was drapped over her shoudlers and she gave off a mystic appearance.

"Sit, my children, sit," she said.

Rachel, Amanda, and myself sat on the poufs around one round table and Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat around the table ajacent to ours.

(Since my computer went all wacky and it got deleted and I don't really want to retype divinations I'll just do a mini summary.)

Divinations wasn't all that exciting. All we did was look at the dregs in the bottom of the teacups and try to tell what they were shaped like. To me all the brown blobs in Amanda's cup looked like a big blob of brown. Though after while I did see a flower, which ment for love. That didn't surprise me though, she has her boy fancing.

It was quite funny though when Professor Trelawney said the Grim and I said, "Graham cracker?" I think she go mad at me. O well. Then she made out the blob in Harry's cup and said all this jibber jabber and that Harry was supposed to die or something.

After that we headed to Tranfigurations and I kinda didn't pay attention as Professor McGonagall talked about Animagi. I mean, I did read it in the Harry Potter books so I should know this right? Anywho, we did wind up with homework, which did kinda make my day all the more fun, not! So anyway, its finally lunch time.

As we exited Transfigurations I stretched my arms and yawned, "That really wasn't all that interesting."

"Were you even listening?" asked Hermione.

"Course not," I said smiling sheepishly.

"Ditto," said Rachel.

Amanda was kinda in a dazed since she slept during class. When we entered the Great Hall we sat down and began to eat lunch. While eating we went into a discussion of the Grim from Divinations. After alittle bit of a heated battle between Ron and Hermione they seemingly gave up and returned to lunch.

Amanda looked at the book Hermione had put on the table and was currently reading, "What are you reading? More like why are you reading?"

"Arithmancy class," she said taking a drink from her cup.

"What? Why? You haven't even been to Arithmancy, you've been with us in all our classes."

Hermione quickly picked up her bag and walked briskly out of the hall.

"What the..." I said.

"Ditto," said Harry.

"Yippers," chimed in Rachel.

"So what's after lunch?" I asked.

"Um... Care of Magical Creatures," answered Amanda.

"Cool," commented Rachel,

After finishing our lunches we exited the hall and out the large double oak doors. Once outside the silence between Ron and Hermione was getting on my nerves.

"And exactly why are Ron and Hermione mad at each other?" I whipered.

"I don't know," said Amanda.

"Neither do I," said Rachel.

When we go to Hagrid's hut at the edge of the forest I saw a group of Slytherins outside the hut as well.

"O gravy," I muttered. It appeared everyone else in our group heard it too and laughed.

Our laugh caught the attention of the Slytherins and the turned to glare at us.

"What's so funny?" sneered Malfoy.

"O my gosh! It's Bleach-Boy and his two side kicks Dumb and Dumber!" I exclaimed, barely containing the laugh that was builiding up.

All the Gryffindors broke into a fit of laughter and Malfoy glared daggers at me. I only smirked and was surprised to see Rachel not laughing, but remembering this morning and the way she looks at him I decided to drop it.

"Truce?" I said holding my hand out to him.

'God I don't know why I'm doing this! . '

He looked at me with question, "If you don't do anything to us. I won't do anything to you. Okay?"

"Fine."

He took my outstretched hand and shook it.

Hagrid then appeared out of the doorway to his hut in his moleskin overcoat and the class fell silent.

"C'mon, now, get a move on!" he called, "Got a real treat for yeh today! Great lesson comin' up!" Everyone here? Right, follow me!"

With that said and done we all followed behind him and wound up at a paddock.

"Everyone gather 'round the fencehere," he instructed.

I stood at the fences edge leaned over it. Then Hagrid began to speak again, "That's it-- make sure yeh can see-- now, firs thing yeh'll want ter do is open yer books--"

"How?" demanded Malfoy.

"You stoke the spine," replied Rachel.

Malfoy looked at her and I think I saw a glint in his eyes, but I wasn't sure. They looked at each other for a bit, but then Malfoy turned away and I had a feeling he was blushing.

'Looks like we have a pair of lovebirds,' I commented to myself.

"Yes, jus' what Rachel 'ere said," said Hagrid.

'Well, at least he didn't get confused and disscouraged.'

I pulled out my belted shut book and took off the belt. When I did it began to snip at me and I stroked it. Instantly it stopped moving and I could open the book. Hagrid dissappeared from view, but soon returned with what I believed were the hippogriffs.

"Awsomeness!" I said as Hagrid led the half bird, half horse creatures out and into view.

Hagrid then tied them to the fence and stood back.

"Hippogriffs!" Hagrid roared gleefully, "Beau'iful, aren' they?"

It wasn't till then I realized I was the only one actually at the fence.

'O. How sad.'

"So," said Hagrid rubbing his hands together and looking around, "if yeh wan' ter come a bit nearer--"

Rachel, Amanda, Harry, Ron, and Hermione all stepped a bit closer, but still not as close as I was.

Now, firs' thing yeh gotta know abou' hippogriffs is, they're proud," said Hagrid, "Easily offended, hippogriff are. Don't never insult one, 'cause it might be the last thing yeh do.

"Yeh always wait fer the hippogriff ter make the firs' move. It's polite, see? Yeh walk toward him, and yeh bow, an' yeh wait. If he bows back, yeh're allowed ter touch him. If he doesn' bow, then get away from him sharpish, 'cause those talons hurt.

"Right-- who wants ter got first?"

At the sound of the question most people stepped back, but me. Me being the probably crazy person I am I stood at the fence still.

"No one?" Hagrid asked everyone with a sad look in his eyes.

"I'll do it," Harry and I said at the same time. The heat and my cheek rose and I guessed I was blushing.

From behind me I could hear some people take in a quick breath and Lavander and Parvati whispered, "Oooh, no, Harry, remember your tea leaves!"

I just climbed over the fence and was soon joined by Harry. (I'm enjoying me writing this .)

"Good!" roared Hagrid, "Right then-- let's see how yeh get on with Buckbeak."

He untied one of the chains and led over a gray hippogriff. From behind me I could feel the tension in the air, it was annoying.

"Easy now you two," Hagrid whispered, "Yeh've got eye contact, now try not ter blink... hippogriffs don' trust yeh if yeh blink too much..."

My eyes stung as I kept staring at the creature before. Buckbeak looked back at up with his sharp, peircing orange eyes.

"Tha's it," said Hagrid, "Tha's it... now bow..."

Slowly I bent over and bowed so I was looking at the ground. Then I pulled up and looked to see Harry doing the same thing and I smiled at him, which he returned. This only made my blush turn even darker, and I think I saw a faint blush on Harry's cheeks as well.

Buckbeak had yet to return the bow so Hagrid said, "Right-- back away, now, easy does it--"

But to my surrprise the hippogriff sank down on one knee and bowed.

Hagrid seemed real excited at Buckbeak's bow, "Well done! Right-- yeh can touch him! Pat his beak, go on!"

I stepped forward, followed by Harry and slowly put my hand tentively to his beak, nothing happened so I brushed my hand over his smooth beak and I smiled.

"Good boy," I said while running my hand over his smooth beak.

My hand accidentally brushed against Harry's soft hand and I blushed even more.

The class broke out into applause, and of course Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle were dissappointed that the hippogriff didn't tear Harry to shreds.

"Righ' then," Hagrid started, "I hink' he might let yer two ride him!"

'O cool! Wait, it Harry is going to be in front then I'll have to hold on to him... o... gosh...' if possible my blush got even darker at the thought.

"Yeh climb up there, jus' behind the wing joint," Hagrind instructed, "an' mind yeh don' pull any of his feathers out, he won' like that..."

I watched as Harry pulled himself onto Buckback back and he wrapped his arms around his neck. Then from behind me I felt two arms lift me up and put me right behind Harry.

'Good thing I never liked skirts.' (Anita: I dispise skirts . )

"Go on then!" yelled Hagrid, hitting the hippogriff on the hindquarters.

Buckbeak immediatlly took off and I instinctively wrapped my arms around Harry's waist.

Then wind ran through my ponytail as the paddock became smaller and smaller. It was so cool.

"This is awsome!" I exclaimed as I looked at the Forbden forest below.

"It is," replied Harry.

Buckbeak headed over to the lake and he took a sharp dive. I gasped as the wind in my lungs left me and the wind got even faster as Buckbeak came closer to the surface of the water and I let the grip I had on his waist loosen a bit.

The hippogriff skimmed the top of the water with his talons and I found my breath again.

"O my gosh! It's so pretty!" I said as I watched the lake go by in a whirl of blue.

"This is so much different from flying on a broom!" said Harry from in front of me.

An idea came to mind, "I've never flown on a broom before!"

"You should come to one quiditch practice then!" replied Harry.

"Ok!" I said, "What position do you play?"

"Seeker!" he answered.

"Cool!"

With out warning Buckbeak went alittle lower. I let my right hand go and I put my hand in the water as the hippogriff glided across the water. Only thing was, my other hand wasn't holding on to anything and I slid off Buckbeak.

"Anita!" Harry said and grabbed my hand. Thing was I was submerged in the water, but it was so awsome! The cool water felt good and it was well... cool!

Soon I felt Harry tug at my arm and pulled mr from the water. After a bit of work I was finally out of the water, wet, but out of the water.

"You oaky!" questioned Harry.

"Fine! That was fun!" I said laughing.

I could feel Harry was laughing too by the rapid rise and fall of his chest, which actually was kinda muscular. My eyes widened at my own thoughts and I blushed a deep crimsion.

Buckbeck then pulled up sharply from the water and soared upward. My grip on Harry tightened and My cheek was pressed against his back. The wind was making my wet uniform rather cold and I shivered a bit.

"Are there anymore classes left for today!" I asked.

"Not that I know of!" he called back.

The paddock soon came back into view and Buckbeak headed down for a landing. Harry leaned forward as Buckbeak decended and I leaned as well. When we hit the bround it wasn't as bad as I thought and I was able to slide off, with a little bit of stumbling.

"Good work Harry, and Anita, why are yer all wet?" Hagrid asked looking at me.

"Uh... kinda fell in the lake," I said putting my hand behind my head.

He seemed to accept my reply and turned to the class, "Okay, who else wants a go?"

Harry and I joined the others as people began to climb over the fence to see these creatures themselves.

"You seriously fell in the lake?" asked Hermione.

I smiled, "Yippers! Harry helped me out though, but it was fun!"

So the others then began to practice with the chestnut hippogriff, seeing as Malfoy and his duo took over Buckbeak. Well, me and Harry stood off to the side and watched.

A breeze blew by and I shivered in my cold robes.

"You cold?" Harry asked.

"I'll be okay," I said back "Really!"

He shrugged and we talked for a bit about nothing really.

"This is very easy," I heard Malfoy comment and I turned to look at hims, so did Harry.

Malfoy continued, "I knew it must have been, it Potter could do it... I bet your not dangerous at all are you? Are you, you great ugly brute?"

A scream rang in the air and I looked in surprise as Buckbeak lashed at Malfoy. Hagrid then wrestled Buckbeak into his collar.

"I'm dying!" Malfoy exclaimed, blood staining his robes. "I'm dying, look at me! It's killed me!"

"O my gosh, if he was dead he wouldn't be blubbering," I muttered and Harry laughed.

"Your right," he said.

"Yer not dyin'!" said Hagrid, "Someone help me--- gotta get him outta here--"

Hermione ran to get the gate as Hagrid carried Malfoy out of the paddock and to the castle.

"They should fire him strait away!" said a tearful Pansy Parkinson.

"Fermer en haut vous l'idiot ! Il n'est pas mort que vous retardez si va merde de et Hagrid de feuille seul!" I retorted to her in fast french. (Translation: Shut up you moron! He's not dead you retard so go fuck off and leave Hagrid alone!)

Rachel and Amanda laughed and Pansy glared, turning around she ran off to go see how Malfoy was.

"What'd you say?" asked Ron curiously.

"I said, Shut up you moron! He's not dead you retard so go fuck off and leave Hagrid alone," I said smiling broadly.

Ron and Harry broke into a fit of laughter and Hermione grinned.

"I do hope Hagrid'll be alright," said Rachel looking at the castle.

Amanda nodded, "I know."

"We could visit him tonight," suggested Hermione.

"Good idea," agreed Harry.

We all headed out of the paddock seeing as everyone left and headed up to the Gryffindor Tower.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Anita: Well, I had fun writing that .

Rachel: I got to look at Malfoy .

Amanda: Why didn't I get any love?

Anita: Still figuring that out.

Amanda: Well hurry up!

Anita: Fine!

Rachel: Please review!