The morning started off at the Gryffindor table with Vicki squished between two 1st years, demanding their opinion on her purple vest which she had found in the men's section at Value Village. They nodded and forced smiled until she turned away, and crawled over to her seat, which she had forced two Hufflepuff boys to make it look like her absurd olive green comforter at home. Further down, Hermione and Harry stared at poor Ron, who was gazing over at Nicole who was picking something out of her teeth, then spat it out, and it hit a 5th year Slytherin in the side of the face. Harry looked down as the Slytherin fell to the ground, screaming and writhing in pain. Suddenly, ambulances sirens rang through the hall. Students looked around wildly, then spotted the cause, and stared blankly before turning away. Breanne cruised through the rows of tables in a mini ambulance, until she finally reached the Slytherin table. She jumped out of her miniture ambulance, adjusted her hat and winked at a near by boy.

"Wh-what are you doing?" the Ravenclaw boy stammered.

"I'M SORRY, NO TIME FOR AUTOGRAPHS, THERE'S A LIFE IN DANGER," Breanne said smashing her palm upwards towards his nose, and striding towards her patient.

"OH GOD MY NOSE! ARG! IS IT BROKEN? IS THERE BLOOD?" the boy screamed, holding his nose. "Why would you do that!" he cried.

Breanne, un-daunted by the interruption, kneeled by the wounded Slytherin. "It'll be okay," she whispered, putting a supportive hand on his shoulder. "Your going to be okay," she said assisting to drag him in unwillingly into her ambulance. She turned her head to the other Slytherins and shook her head. "I don't think he's going to make it!" she whispered loudly before jumping back into her ambulance and cruising off.

Harry stared. "Did..did you see that!" he stammered, pointing with both hands.

"See what?" Ron asked with a happy sigh, leaning on his fist, watching Nicole. Harry threw up hands up and stormed off. Vicki spotted this and grabbed her peppermint spray and aimed for her mouth and missed and instead it hit her ear, before she took off after him.

Dominique walked over un happily to the Slytherin table, and sat beside Nicole and Janelle. "You guys, me and Snape...it's not working out too well,"

"Why's that?" Janelle asked screwing a tampon up her nose.

"Well, I mean, first he was giving me detention all the time, because I was too distracted by his good looks to do my work or homework," Dee began and Janelle nodded, eyes crossed. "And I thought it was because he wanted to spend time with me! Boy howdy was I wrong. He made me do all this hard work, I think he's playing hard to get," Dee concluded finally, tapping her chin. "J-Janelle?" she asked gazing around. "N-Nicole?" she asked looking at her curly haired friend. Nicole made a popping sounds with her lips then grabbed a rug and wrapped a screaming Dominique in it before rolling it out of the Great Hall, then sitting back down.

Janelle had ventured off, and held another tampon to the boy with the bleeding nose Breanne had injured. "Tampon?" she offered with a wink. "It's really absorbent of nose bleeds,"

Ron stood up, taking deep breaths. "Okay, okay I'm going to do it. I'm going to go over there,"

"Good luck, sonny!" An old grandmother said and patting his knee.

"Who are you?" Ron asked staring.

The grandmother stood up, then ripped off her costume, revealing Harry Potter.

"Harry?" Ron asked weakly.

"No, it's not Harry, it is I!" Harry shouted ripping off his costume to reveal Vicki. Ron narrowed his eyes at her before stomping off towards the Slytherin table, where he stopped infront of Nicole and pointed at her.

"Hey you"
"Me"
"Yeah you"
"What about me"
"Just you," Ron said cutely, then stroked her cheek. "Your, your face, and your eyes," he said gesturing to them. "Your little, nose," he said tweaking it and it made a honking sound.

"What choo going with this, Moe?" Nicole demanded.

"No I'm Ron!" he said brightly. "But you can call me Moe if you want to," he said then added a naughty giggle. "DOYOUWANTTOGOTOHOGMEADEWITHMETODAY?" he screamed together.

"Okay," Nicole said, and Ron cantered back to his table, swooning. "I'm in looovee! She said yesss!"

Janelle, who was magically back beside Nicole, leaning over and squinted at her. "What'd he want?"

"Wanted to know what I thought of Hogwarts's new hottest couple, Cedric Diggory and Kaylyn. He also wondered if I thought they were acceptable," Nicole said nodding.

"Oh," Janelle said softly, before disappearing under the table and starting to polish Draco's shoes. He didn't seem to mind her as a personal slave, and allowed her to do so, but ignored her otherwise in the process.

-LATER THAT DAY IN HOGSMEADE-

Kaylyn was too busy to be much in this chapter, with her making out with Cedric all over the tables in the small coffee shop, Madame Puddifoot or some atrocious wanna be French name. Breanne was located in the middle of Hogsmeade, in a fort made out of cardboard boxes and cushions. She stared out of the two peep holes, watching a rolled up rug come spinning and rolling down from the castle, then un ravelled, revealing Dominique, who got up unsteadily, holding her head. "Did I just get laid?" she asked out loud before walking off drunkenly towards the Shrieking Shack.

Vicki was following after a group of 6th year Slytherins, making comments about how wonderful her ensemble today was. They rolled her eyes and one of them pointed their wands at Vicki.

"Silencio!" he shouted and the boys ran off, and Vicki continued walking merrily, lips flapping and making no sound. She skipped over to Brenane's box and knocked and let herself in.

"DON'T MAKE A SOUND JUST LISTEN!" Breanne shouted as soon as Vicki entered. "I plan to confess my love to Draco today and make him my lover. But you see, Janelle wishes to make him hers, so I must act quickly, and possibly engage in battle," Breanne said heroically, then stared down at Vicki who was sitting in a small boat, asleep, the suddenly water had come from her drooling. Breanne snuck out and then suddenly, Hogsmeade was quiet. The streets were empty, all the students were pushed to the side. Janelle stood, at the far end of the street, watching Breanne, who did a ninja flip and jumped into action, and stood 20 feet across from her.

"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" The students chanted, and their prize, Draco, sat in a throne in the middle towards the sides, smirking.

Breanne put her hand into her pocket, drawing a pirate sword, and Janelle did the same, pulling out a wooden cane, and the two rushed at each other, weapons raised-