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This story is being cowritten by Sam, Ari and I (Brittni). We've put a lot of work into it :cough: LIE :cough, and we would really appricate it if you reviewed.

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Chapter 1: Where the Stupidness Starts

"Now, Ron and Ginny, you two be good this year alright? No funny business this year! If you pull another "Pudding Stunt" like last year young man, your life will become a constant state of pain and torture so horrible that the Dark Lord will look like a fluffy bunny. I want you focusing on school. Or I'll have to come down there to Hogwarts myself, and that won't be pretty! " Warned Mrs. Weasley.

"But Mom! The pudding thing was an accident!" Ron was suddenly cut off by a scream. The Weasley family along with Harry and Hermione looked towards a screaming Luna, who they hadn't even noticed until she started wailing like a banishee. The followed her gaze up towards the sky, trying to find the source of Luna's fright. There they saw... A GIANT BLACK BUNNY IN THE SKY! BUT THEN...they realized it was just a dark cloud!

"That's weird!" Exclaimed Luna, "Usually my forces tell me when a random big black bunny is going to appear! Maybe I should go get them checked by Yetzathi." Luna rambled about.

"Um... Luna? What's a Yetgobberniggerzati?" Ron asked.

Luna laughed a bit manaciclly, and said in a very starwars-ish voice, "Yetzathi is my father. You will learn of it soon grasshopper."

"Luna," Harry asked curiously, "Why were you screaming?"

Luna gave Harry an odd look.

"I wasn't screaming."

Harry decided not to persue the subject. Luna got like this sometimes.

"Interesting, very interesting!" Exclaimed Mrs. Weasley, looking anything but interested, "Anyways the train's here, move along now one by one, no pushing Fred, come on now. Good-bye Harry! Oh and one more thing um..." Mrs. Weasley pulled Harry away and whispered, "Keep an eye on Ron this year! Ever since he snuck all the pudding from the kitchens and ate it like it was the first and last day of his life I haven't been able to trust him like I did before! It was so embarrassing when I had to come to Hogwarts to a son that had to be specially treated because he was so bloated. Ron felt that in order to be "King of the Pudding" he had to eat all the pudding in the entire school! Can you please make sure that he doesn't do that again this year?"

Harry snickered quietly behind his hand. That incident had been rather funny, especially when Ron figured out that the pudding had actually been a batch of Fred and George's "Puke-a-lot Pudding". On the bright side he did get out of school for a week.

"Sure thing, Mrs.Weasley! I'll make sure he doesn't get into anymore... trouble."

"Oh thank- you Harry I appreciate it very much! Now run along or you'll miss the train!"

"Bye!" yelled Harry as he was running to the train doors. He squeezed in as they were closing and found the compartment that Ron, Ginny, Hermione, Luna and Neville were sitting in and asked, "Can I sit with you guys? Is there enough room for me in there?"

"Sure thing, Harry! Luna, get out!" Ron laughed a bit evilly and then went back to eating his sandwich.

"No, Luna stay where you are we're just gonna have to squish! Harry you sit down right here!" exclaimed Hermione as she patted a spot next to her.

Harry sat down next to Hermione as the train started to move. The seven-hour train ride had begun.

"So! What do you want to do?" Asked Ginny

"I dunno. What do you want to do?" replied Harry.

"I asked first!"

"Did not!"

"Did so!"

"Did not!"

"Did so!"

"Did not!"

"Did so!"

"Did not!"

"Did so!"

"SHUT UP!" Yelled Hermione. "I've got a game. It's called Truth or Dare! I learned it when I was with my muggle friends during summer vacation. It's really a lot of fun! I'll start. I'll ask another person in this compartment to choose either truth or dare. If they choose truth, I'll ask them a personal question, and they have to answer truthfully. If they choose dare, I have to think of something embarrassing and exciting for them to do, and they have to do it. You can also choose chicken, if you're too scared to do what the other person says. Every-time you get a chicken you have to remove one article of clothing. Got it?"

Everyone in the compartment nodded.

"I'm first. Harry, Truth or Dare?"