Chapter 2

The Great hall was packed now that it was lunch time. Harry hadn't eaten in several days. Loud clangs and clashes were quite audible over the massive hangover he had from the night before. Harry was completely dry and the Weasley twins had cut him off for a month, something about how Harry need to cool off or something. He just figured they found out about him fucking their cat the week before they came back to school. He was sure Ron had stolen what remained in his stash, but Ron never admitted to it.

Dumbledore silenced the noise with a wave of his hand and began to introduce the new janitor who was replacing Filtch. This new guy was not of a small stature like Filtch had been. He was big and looked like he could send Hagrid packing if he wanted to. The new guy wore a mask that reminded Harry of a hockey mask. Harry knew it couldn't be because no one in the magical world knew what hockey was. Everyone in the room was silent as Dumbledore spoke, after he had finished introducing the new janitor, Dumbledore took his seat and it appeared that he purposely sent his goblet flying in the process. All of the staff tensed and the students listened intently.

"Well it seems as though you have a job to do?" asked Dumbledore speaking indirectly to the new guy. If Harry remembered right, Dumbledore said the new guys name was Jason. And this new guy didn't look to happy.

"We are not paying you to sit on your ass and look pretty. Now get that shit cleaned up."

Jason made his way over and began to mop it up. The entire room burst into laughter as he cleaned up Dumbledore's mess.

"That poor soul" said Hermione as they all sat and watched Jason.

"It's what he gets paid to do Hermione, so I don't want to hear any of that humanitarian bullshit from you." Replied Ron as he reached for a biscuit. "Its bad enough you moan on and on about the dam house elves."

"Well I think we all could show him a little bit more appreciation or at least a little more respect."

"Yeah, and while we're at it we can invite him to dinner and tell him to go ahead and raid my stash and fuck my sister. You're out of your fucking mind Hermione, now I don't want to hear any talking but you can sure put that good mouth to some use over here."

"You're sick Ron."

"Yeah? Blow me"

Hermione slammed her eating utensils down and stormed off in the direction of the library. Harry, who after having stuffed his face, who now had his head on the table and was concentrating on keeping his substance inside of his stomach, still managed a chuckle from the whole event. Hermione and Ron had been best friends until Hermione had found a pair of her underwear in Ron's pillowcase. A few questions were raised about that incident but everyone forgot about it with time. After Ron had been caught sniffing the toilet seat Hermione had just used was when real questions were raised.

After lunch, Harry happened to actually stumble into his class. He thought he was heading for the bathroom, but got confused and entered the Charms classroom. Only by pure convincidence did it turn out that Harry was actually suposed to be in charms at that time.

"Welcome to class students. This year looks like its going to be a very exciting one. Now, take out your wands and your bananas, we're going to be working on an altered levitation spell today." said Proffessor Flitwick. The professor was decked out in purple and pink robes. It was abundently clear to those that weren't oblivious to these kinds of things (cough Hermione) that the professor was a flaming homosexual. Which didn't matter much to Harry and Ron, since he was so short he didn't need to get on his knees after class. The only reason Harry passed this class was cause he didn't mind taking a shot in the mouth, when totally stoned out of his mind of course.
As the students made their bananas sway back and forth, Harry smacke Ron in the head.

"Bitch, you raided my stash last night."

"Hey, i owed Ginny. So i took it and gave it to her. Well, most of it. I did get myself nice and fucked up before i went to sleep."

"So, Ginny has my weed, huh?"

"Had, knowing that bitch, she's smoked it all by now."

"That's ok i guess. I got more coming to me. Since I'm blackmailing Sprout over those dead bodies she had in the greenhouse that one time, I'll never have to worry about it. But that stash was mine, so i'm going to have to make Ginny work it off." Ron knew his sister was a big whore. Anytime she went to the nurses, you knew that there was some new STD floating around the school. Thank god for magic, or else there would be pregnant teens and pusing cocks all over. But what Ron didn't know, is that Ginny let Harry tie her up to a chair bent over. He would fuck her from behind for hours on end. Sometimes they did it right next to Ron's bed. Since Ron usually slept while on something, he never heard his sister yell out as in the inside of her ass was drilled by the boy who lived.