Disclaimer: these characters are not mine. nor are they my sisters. no financial gain is being made from this fic. unless there's some weird underground gambling thing going on with fics. lol that'd be weird.ok now im just babling!ENJOY!

Things are getting way out of control. Look over to your left, to your right, and you will soon find that the whole of Hogwarts has lost all sanity. Kids running around franticly, trying their very hardest to find a hiding place. The first years never had a chance. The seventh year's pushed them all out of the way to save their own asses. The little ones were going to cry. Everyone was in utter hysteria.

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked around. They had lost all hope. What were they to do? What would the school think if their favorite three got caught?

"Listen, maybe we should just quit-"

"Never Hermione!" shouted Harry! "We are not quitters! Quitters never win! And we're winners! We'll find a good hiding place," He said, taking Hermione's hands, "trust me."

She smiled despite the tears that were falling from her glassy looking eyes. Suddenly everyone went quiet…Dobby had stopped counting. There was an evil grin on his face.

He raised his hands and shouted, "I have stopped counting now! I am going to open my eyes and if you have not got a hiding place…well then…too bad! Mwah ha ha ha ha ha!" Everyone started to panic as Dobby started to open his eyes. The trio looked at each other; this was Hide-and-go-Seek, Hogwarts style. Extreme Hide-And-Go-Seek it was called. Extreme indeed.

The Three started running, terrified of what might happen if caught. This was the most serious game in the world, one which muggles didn't really quite take seriously. Maybe muggles should take the time to think, "Hey, Hide-And-Go-Seek should be taken more seriously!" but this wasn't about the muggles. This was about getting away from that pillow-case-wearing rat, Dobby. They ran out of the Great Hall. It was just enough to buy some time. They didn't want to lose the game. They had betted on themselves to win, so if they lose, imagine the enormous financial loss! The thought was too much to bare. They decided to huddle and make a game plan.

"Dude," Ron started, "What do we do?" You could tell from the sound of his voice he was fearful. Harry, on the other hand, was stronger than really strong super glue, and fresher than Lettuce that was planted yesterday. With his strength and freshness on his side, he decided to be the unspoken leader of the three.

"I am the unspoken leader of us three!" he declared.

"But, if you're the unspoken leader, how come you just said-"

"Enough Hermione! I will not tolerate your insolence! If you demonstrate your insolence once more tonight, you will be forbidden to play with us, understand you insolent fool?"

Hermione merely nodded. Harry moved on to the game plan.

"Ok this is what we do. Dobby will be looking for us right? But he wont be looking for…" Harry was at a loss.

Silence. He cleared his throat. "He won't be looking for…that dude over there!" Harry said as he pointed to a portrait of an old man attempting to poke a tiny first year who was attempting to hide behind the portrait rather poorly.

"What are you suggesting?" asked Ron with a quizzical look on his face.

"I'm suggesting…that we take a polyjuice potion to make us look exactly like that guy!" said Harry.

"But Harry, it takes a month to make that potion!" said Hermione. Harry looked at her.

"Good point. Ok we could do what silly little Hermione here has said about the polyjuice potion, or we could do my idea!" Hermione was about to protest to him blaming the bad idea on her when Ron spoke up.

"What's your idea, Harry?" he asked.

"Well… I think we should… get that kid behind the picture out of there and we should hide behind it! All in favor say I!"

"I!" Hermione and Ron said in unison. "Awesome! So it begins…" Harry said quietly as they approached the painting.

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