On my way up to the Gryffindor common room I decided to reflect on my day, and I realized just how pissed off I was. How dare that evil, little, Slytherin, prat make me get a detention. If I knew that I would not get into a ton of trouble, well, I would do something really bad, I am not sure what of yet, but it would be really bad. I was so engrossed in my reflections that I did not even realize that I had made my way into the Common Room. But I soon realized that I was there as Colin started hounding me for information.

"Tell me everything that happened! Did you get in serious trouble?" he asked

I just rolled my eyes and replied, "McGonagall took us to Dumbledore's office and he gave us detention tonight."

"Both of you?"

"Yes."

"At the same time?"

"Yes," I said, getting angrier, and angrier by the moment.

"In the same room?"

"Yes, okay! We, being me and Ferret boy, have to be in the same room, for three hours, together. If I am not completely insane now then I will be after tonight! And what's more? It's in the dungeons, with Snape! They should take me to St. Mungo's now, so at least I don't have to go to this horrid detention!"

"Wow, that really sucks," said Colin, obviously trying to take everything in.

"Yeah," I said, already extremely disgusted. "You know what? I am going to go upstairs and have a nice, long, hot bath." The one thing that could always calm my nerves was a bath.

"But, aren't you going to miss dinner?" asked the concerned Colin.

"I will just go to the kitchens before detentions and grab some stuff," I said as I headed up to my room.

"Okay then, see you later!" he shouted as I quickly headed up the stairs.

I was in no mood to converse so I only muttered, "Yeah."

Later that evening I slowly sauntered down the corridors. I was trying to delay getting to the detention as long as I could. But in the back of my head I knew that there would be no avoiding it. Even though I knew that I would have to go eventually, it still did not stop me from being interested in every painting that was on that wall...

"You know, these pictures have been the same for the past five and a half years," said a voice from behind.

Being extremely startled about the voice that came from no where in the middle of the hall I spun around really fast and pulled out my wand. But, before I could do any damage I realized who it was, smiled, and said to him, "God Harry! You scared me half to death. Never ever do that again!"

"Hey," said Harry while slightly laughing. "Sorry, but I couldn't resist. So what are you doing?"

"Sigh Well I have detention tonight with the wonderful Professor Snape and Malfoy, but I skipped dinner to take a bath and I am starving. So, now, I am going to the kitchens and I am going to take some food and sneak it into detentions, and try to eat it while Snape isn't looking."

"You know what I used to do?" Harry asked me.

"No, so why don't you enlighten me?"

"Ok, I think I shall. Well you know how Ron and I always got detentions, right," with a slight nod of the head I signaled that I remembered, they were always getting in trouble, who could forget? "Well, we used to go into the kitchens and take a lot of food and shrink it so it would fit into our bags. That way, when we were hungry, we would just take it out and enlarge it."

"You know, that's a great idea! You want to help me?" Oh God, what was I saying? I had finally gotten over my crush for the boy and he just notices me. I really hope the he does not think I like him, because, well, I don't.

"Of course! I was hoping you would ask. Anything to piss off Snape is worth it."

"Tell me about it."

"So, what exactly did you do to earn a detention?" He asked me. He was going to love this.

"Well, I was having a really bad day today, and Malfoy bumped into me and made it worse. So I kind of lost control and started throwing hexes at him and he did the same to me. Before I knew it I was in a leg binding spell and McGonagall was yelling at us. She took us to Dumbledore, after she took the spell off me that is. So, to make a short story longer, I have detention with Snape and Malfoy, together, in the same room," I said with a tinge of annoyance in my voice.

"I wish I could have been there to see it, it must have been great," said Harry with a sad, dreamy expression on his face.

Smiling, I said, "Yeah, it was pretty cool, if I can say so myself."

"Yes, you were always one for modesty."

"Hey…!" but before I could finish my comeback, Harry pulled me into a corner. Oh my God, what is he doing?

"Shhh," he whispered into my ear. If he tries to kiss me I am going to kill him!

"What?" I whispered back, I was starting to get really confused.

"It's Snape," he said pointing somewhere. And sure enough, the potions master was making his way down the hall before us. Thank God he was not trying to kiss me, I am such a loser.

As soon as he disappeared behind the corner we came out of our hiding spot.

"He would have killed us if he saw us you know," said Harry very matter-of-factly.

"Well, the point is, he didn't," I retorted.

"Yes, that is true. Hey, look, the kitchens," he said.

We then rushed into the kitchens and were greeted by an overly excited Dobby.

"Mister Potter Sir! Dobby is so glad to see you!" he squeaked.

I was starting to feel a little ignored, that thing is treating Harry like he is a God, well, everyone does, so never mind. If I was ever going to get noticed I had to make my presence known. "Um, Hello Dobby."

Surprised, Dobby turned and noticed me, finally. "Master Potter brought his Wheezy! How very nice to see you!" said Dobby while vigorously shaking my hand. If he did not let go soon my arm would come out of its socket.

After Dobby finally let go I asked, "Harry, what is a Wheezy?"

"Never mind, it's a long story," seeing the annoyance on my face he quickly added, "I will tell you later,"

"Sure."

"Sir," squeaked the tiny creature, "what does Master Potter want?" Master Potter? Please.

"Oh, yes, about that. Ginny here needs some food, and I thought you could help us," he said.

"Oh yes Sir! Anything for Master Potter and his Wheezy," Dobby then proceeded to go into the fridges and cupboards. By the time he was done it seemed like he had gathered enough food for a small army.

"Wow, thanks Dobby," I said, I guess I underestimated the little thing.

"Why, you're welcome," squeaked Dobby enthusiastically.

"Um, Harry?" I asked. I felt so stupid asking him this.

"Yeah?" said Harry.

"Do you mind shrinking this for me?" Damn, I could not even remember a little spell, I feel so ashamed.

"Oh, of course not," and with a flick of his wand and a mutter of, "Reducio," the food shrunk.

I then proceeded to stuff the food into my bag, "I really must be going, I don't want to be any later than I already am."

"Good point, how about I walk you to the dungeons?" asked Harry as I headed out.

Ok, I was really getting freaked out that he was being so nice, so I had to ask him. "Why are you being so friendly all of a sudden?"

Harry looked around sheepishly and said, "Well, ever since Ron and Hermione got together, all they do is snog. And if I ever have to witness such an event ever again, than I fear that I may become terminally ill, and die," he said dramatically.

"Well, that would be quite unfortunate."

"It would be better than watching them…them…well, you know," said Harry solemnly.

"Yes, I do believe I do. Well, if you ever need someone to hang out with, you can hang out with me and Colin."

"You know, that's a great idea. Oh, here are the dungeons, good luck."

"Eh, sure," and with that, I made my way into the class room.