Chapter 6

Diaclaimer: I own nonentity.oh you know.. same as always..

Hairy limped into the Great Hall and sat down next to Ron, wincing.

'Where have you been?' asked Ron- spraying food all over Permione who was sitting opposite the two boys.

'Shower' he squeaked.

Permione peered at Hairy over the Daily Prophet (which she was using to save herself from the attack of the food spray)

'What's the matter with you?' she asked Hairy.

'Don't want to talk about it- pass me milk' he mumbled.

'Okaay' said Permione, giving Hairy the jam and retreating behind the Daily Prophet again.

As Hairy was finishing his breakfast, a large number of owls swooped into the Great Hall, dropping letters in front of pupils.

A scrawny, dishevelled, black owl fell in front of Hairy and held out its right leg in indication for him to take the letter.

'For me?' Hairy asked in surprise.

The owl looked at Hairy through its unblinking eyes as the letter was tugged off his leg. The owl then turned around, as if getting ready for flight and with a soft plop pooed in Hairy's cereal before flying off into the sunrise.

Ignoring the disgusted looks on Ron and Permione's faces, Hairy slit open the letter.

Hairy scanned the letter quickly and gasped, 'Ron, Permione, It's from Stylius!'

Ron and Permione both leant over to read the letter.

Dear Nemesis Godson,

I hope you are well. I trust your studies are going smoothly.

This letter regards your upcoming Hogsfleas trip. I wish for you to find me by the waxing shack- alone. I have very important killing business to discuss with you. It will not take long.

Remembe. Come ALONE.

Your loving and caring Godfather.

(Stylius Black, previous best friend of James Potter)

Muhahahahaha, I mean, kiss kiss.

Although the letter had some rather strange factors, Hairy's spirit rose-he would be meeting Stylius again! As Hairy was finishing his breakfast, Abush Dreadlockdore stood up and all talking/laughing ceased immediately.

'The very best of mornings to you!' he began, 'I will not keep you from your lessons for long as I know how eager you are to get to them.'

Ron snorted loudly. Dreadlockdore was just about to speak again when the hobbling figure of Argus Filth, squib and school caretaker, approached him.

When Filth reached Dreadlockdore, he whispered in his ear, and, with a final contemptuous look at the students, he hobbled back the way he came.

'Mr Filth,' Dreadlockdore started, 'has asked all students using bathrooms to please keep them clean as he found large clumps of ginger hair in the showers this morning which he had to clean up.'

Dreadlockdore seated himself again just as the bell went.

Many people began laughing and looking around at who could have been the culprit of the ginger 'hairs'

Some shot curious, amused looks at Hairy who turned crimson and looked away. Didn't he get enough attention?

'Oh! By the way Hairy! I forgot to tell you- The Ginger-No-More Potion is done, it's in your dorm, on your bed.' said Hermione cheerfully.

And with a sigh of relief Hairy entered the Transfiguration room./

well well..I hope you are all enjoying. Yes, it took me a hell of a lot of time to get this up but what with me being the laziest person EVER..

Anyway, a few thank yous are in order here. To all the people who have reviewed. To everyone who has helped me in thinking of names etc. especially Die Libelle

and fairyof theunderworld and..well, you know who you are!