A/N: After months of waiting to hear if I official stopped writing this, I'm going to continue on! Here's my next chapter. Since it's been a while, I'll tell you we left off right after Raoul learned about Quidditch from Plywood! Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 19

It's a Bird! It's a Plane!

It was hard for Raoul to believe he had been at Hogwarts for two months now. He had no idea how the time had passed so quickly. Well, he was completely engrossed in his lessons, more than anyone should ever be, and Quidditch took up a lot of time. Whatever was happening, though, he thought it was much more fun than being with his aunt and uncle. Before Raoul knew it, it was Halloween morning. He couldn't wait for the feast everyone had been talking about.

That morning, Gilles, Christine, and Raoul had a class in Charms with Professor Nit-pick that morning. They had all mastered many of the basics, so now it was time to learn how to make objects fly. They were paired together for this activity. Raoul was paired with Sean Michigan, and luckily not Derek Shortbottom. They had been partners yesterday and he almost made the school explode. Gilles was unfortunately Derek's next victim. While Raoul and Sean were having a good time using their newly learned charms, Gilles was nearly getting his head blown off.

After this part of the class, they practiced on their own. Christine, Gilles, and Raoul were sitting next to each other and far away from Derek, afraid to get their heads blown off.

"Now, remember everyone, flail your arms all over the place and scream, 'It's a bird! It's a plane! It's . . . well,

whatever you want to fly."

Gilles and Raoul couldn't flail their arms around in the exact manner as they yelled the magic words, so their feathers that they were trying to get to levitate were not going anywhere. Christine soon noticed this just before Gilles and Raoul gave up. "You're, like, doing it wrong!"

"And how do you do it?" Gilles asked in a bored tone.

Christine flailed her arms around while holding her wand, first to the left and then to the right, saying, "It's a bird! It's a plane! It's a feather!" The feather began to levitate.

"Wow, I'm amazed you didn't say 'like'," Raoul told her.

Professor Nit-pick soon saw Christine's floating feather. "Well done, Miss Daae! See, everyone! Miss Daae has done it!"

Everyone groaned, for this is what happened in every class. "She's such a showoff, no wonder why no body likes her," Gilles told Raoul. Unfortunately, Christine overheard this.

That afternoon, Raoul and Gilles heard that Christine was in the girl's bathroom sobbing.

"It was what you said," Raoul told Gilles as they were passing through the hallway.

"But it's true," Gilles replied. "She probably knows it as well."

When they entered the Great Hall for the Halloween feast, the trouble completely left their minds. They took a seat at the Gryffindor table and dug right into the delicious foods they saw; pumpkin juice, pumpkin cakes, it all looked so good.

The joy only lasted a little bit, though. Before long, Dumbledore stood up and yelled, "Silence!" The whole hall fell quiet and looked his way. "Prefects, lead your houses back to the dormitories. It is too dangerous to continue our feast!"

"Why?" Perry Andre asked.

"Because we have found a liger in the girl's bathroom!"

Gasps came from everyone as a kid named Napoleon said, "Awesome! A liger is my favorite animal. It is bread for its skills in magic! Can I pat it?"

"No," Dumbledore told him.

"Drat. Can I borrow someone's chapstick?"

"No."

"But my lips hurt real bad!"

"Come on, just forget about Napoleon."

Everyone swiftly got out of their seats and filed out of the Great Hall, following their prefects, but as Gilles and Raoul were doing so, they remembered something. "Christine!" Raoul exclaimed to Gilles.

"What about her?" Gilles asked.

"She's in the girl's bathroom!"

Silence passed between them. "We have to save her!"

"Come on, then! You never know what that liger could do!" Raoul and Gilles rushed to the girl's bathroom to save Christine. Fortunately with the huge crowds, they weren't noticed.

A/N: Anyone notice my Napoleon Dynamite reference?