Chamille opened the Howler, expecting the worst.

"MERLIN'S BEARD, CHAMILLE! HOW COULD YOU DISHONOR OUR FAMILY LIKE THIS! MY PARENTS, GRANDPARENTS, AS FAR BACK AS I CAN REMEMBER WERE ALL SLYTHERIN! NOW YOU SPIT DIRT UPON OUR FAMILY BY BECOMING A HUFFLEPUFF! YOU'RE LUCKY I DON'T THROW YOU OUT OF THE HOUSE, GIRL, YOU REALLY ARE!"

She ran from the table, tears in her eyes, and fled. However, she couldn't flee for long, because her next DADA class started in 10 minutes. Chammi gathered her books and went towards the classroom. While she walked, she noticed an odd phenomenon. Her friends were walking next to her, but everyone else veered clear of her. However, she didn't really think much of it, she was probably imagining things.

During class with Quirrell, they didn't do much except listen to him stutter. Chamille decided she would daydream about Harry instead. In her dream, though, Harry's face kept turning into…….Draco's?

Then Ron Weasley came up to her and asked her out. She said no before she even had time to think about the offer, and then hurried off towards Charms. But in Charms, Flitwick didn't have his normal squeaky voice!

The day was getting weirder and weirder…………….

At lunch, the chaos didn't stop. Fred and George Weasley tried to make an Unbreakable Vow with Ernie Macmillan, and a man who was holding a briefcase that read Professor R. J. Lupin stopped them.

Oh crap, next period's Herbology, Chammi thought.

In Herbology, she covered herself, Hannah Abbott, Susan Bones, Ernie Macmillan, Neville Longbottom, Hermione Granger, and Harry in Stinksap by accident! Professor Sprout got rid of it in an instant, but the stink still remained. Hermione, Ernie, and Harry, much to her dismay, gave her dirty looks all period.

The pressure of her mother added together with Harry's ridicule was too much for poor Chamille to handle. She skived off Potions and cried her eyes out in her bedroom. However, instead of black and yellow, her curtains were purple and pink, and she didn't know why…………I'm probably just hallucinating, doesn't too much stress do that to you? I should go down to the hospital wing, she decided. On her way there, she saw Harry. Trying not to be seen, she ran off. However, she wasn't quick enough.

"Spilled any Stinksap on anyone today?" he asked, as he smirked.

Chammi just ran faster towards the hospital wing. When she got there, there was a sign on the door that said "Sorry, closed! Please come back if you have a problem that has to do with your pet owl! Knock on the door and say moneymoneymoneymoonymoonymoonymoneymoneymoneymoonymoonymoonymoneymoneymoney!"

Chamille didn't have a bird problem, but did feel rather sick, and since she had hallucinations, maybe Madam Pomfrey would make a special exception.

"moneymoneymoneymoonymoonymoonymoneymoneymoneymoonymoonymoonymoneymoneymoney!"

Madam Pomfrey came to the door.

"Well, girl, where's your owl?"

"My problem has to do with me, not my owl…I'm terribly sorry, but I feel sick and I'm having hallucinations, at least I think I am, so maybe you could make a special case?"

"Nope, sorry, get back to class!"

Oh my gosh, she's annoying! I'm having hallucinations here! Chammi thought. Then she tripped and fell over Mrs. Norris, who bit her leg right before she hit the floor, to add insult to injury.

She was falling, falling, getting bitten, falling, she hit the ground……….

Then she woke up.

It was just a dream, she said to herself, nothing to be afraid of. At least my REAL performance in Herbology wasn't as horrible as the one in my dream!

But in reality, things got far, far worse……………

in the rest, so more weird stuff and end with her waking up from a dream and remembering her stupid appearance at herbology the last two days then end with

However, the next day was far worse in reality than t was in the dream……………………….

and then have her mom w/the howler that expels her form the house, delivers her crap, and says neva darken our doorstep again!