I own all this as much as I own the sky, clouds and all the paperclips of the world.

Juggling balls for Rayvn-Amre and Hogwartsgirl52 (bubbles don't make you a dork!) for reviewing! I got tired of handing out balloons and am currently trying to figure out how to juggle, so now you can practise too! (my semi-cloudy fuzzy logic, but there you are) and now, finally, DRACO! Should actually do Peter or Lupin soon…kinda forgot all about them. Any suggestions for Moony would be extremely helpful!

Draco approached the Gryffindor table, trying to ignore the glares from the people sitting there and amazed stares from others around the hall. Stopping just by Harry and his gang, he looked into Harry's neutral face.

"We need to talk." Draco said simply, hoping this would work. Harry nodded, and motioned for Neville and Ron to move aside so Draco could sit between them.

"I have came to a decision, after seeing what it is that makes a Death Eater," Draco started, with a disgusted look on his face. "I wish to say that though I do not wish to join the order or anything, I am siding with you."

Ron growled, "No way ferret boy!" Neville agreed. Hermione and Ginny watched Draco curiously, but Harry was doing that thing he did when he was considering things very seriously – giving you a stare that seemed to look into your very soul.

"Look at it this way," Draco continued, knowing that Harry was the leader and the others would follow his lead. "Would you prefer I be a death eater? Because the way I see it, even if I have to deal with dumb and dumber here, I'm kinda stuck in the middle in all this."

Suddenly Draco disappeared from his place between Ron and Neville, and appeared on the stage between the teachers and table, with microphone in hand.

Well I don't know why I came here tonight
I've got a feelin' that somethin' ain't right
I'm so scared in case I fall off the bench
And I'm wonderin' how I'll get down the stairs
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you

Yes I'm, stuck in the middle with you
And I'm wonderin' what it is I should do
It's so hard to keep this smile from my face
Losin' control yeah, I'm all over the place
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Here I am stuck in the middle with you

Well you started off with nothin' and
You're proud that you're a self-made man, yeah
And your friends they all come crawlin'
Slap you on the back and say
Help, Help

Tryin' to make some sense of it all
But I can see there makes no sense at all
Is it cool to go to crawl around on the floor?
I don't think that I can take any more
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Here I am stuck in the middle with you

Stuck in the middle
Stuck in the middle

Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right

Stuck in the middle
Stuck in the middle

Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Here I am stuck in the middle with you

Well you started out with nothing and

You've found that you're a self made man

And your friends, they all come crawling

Slap you on the back and say Help

(I say) Help

Well I don't know why I came here tonight
I've got a feelin' that somethin' ain't right
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair
And I'm wonderin' how I'll get down the stairs
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you

Stuck in the middle with you
Oh, yeah
Stuck in the middle with you
Here I am
Stuck in the middle with you
With you, with you, with you

The students were fairly confused about Draco's song, but the teachers and Harry's group understood. Making their way up to where Draco was standing, with Neville and Ron grumbling and Hermione and Ginny giggling.

"Very well. You can join us, but I expect you to pull your own weight." Harry said simply, still wary about Draco's sudden decision.