AN; Hey guys! Sorry for taking so long, it has been pretty hecktic around here. If your like me, you want a really long chapter to stick your nose into, unfortunetly the chapter I was going to give to ya'll is not finished...so here is a little snip-it from the chapter, I am sooo sorry for its length. Please let me know what you think!

She threw herself down on her bed. Two more hours until her alarm went off, yet she still hadn't received any sleep. She looked up at the ceiling, enchanted to look like the sky at any given point of the day, just like the one at hogwarts. The room was so familiar now. She had lived in it for a little more than a year.

"Wow!" Harry exclaimed as he walked into the candle lit room. The walls were a deep forest green and the bed sheets were a creamy grey color. It was very different from the rest of the house, but it was Mareen's style. She had books piled around her bed, a small table with a quill and a large stack of parchment, along with a stand for her red eyes Horned owl.

"Harry? Is this the first time you have been in here?" Hermione asked with a giggle as she shoved him into the room.

"Does it rain too?" Harry astonishingly asked.

"No. That takes a much more advanced enchantment, but I do get storm clouds and lightning."

"So you enchanted this yourself?" Hermione gazed up at the ceiling.

"Took a lot of trial and error, but I eventually got it."

"Trial and error my butt, I thought she blew something up one night!" Ron threw himself down on the floor and tugged at the fluffy black carpet. "I ran in here, expecting to find her dead, but instead she was just laughing on her bed, and there was layer of black powder covering practically everything."

"Oh and that scared you?" Mareen giggled and threw a pillow at him. "Last week he and Fred woke me up by setting off those flying firework things and slamming the door before they got out into the hall."

"Glad I didn't come a week early." Hermione exclaimed.

"I wasn't sure you would be coming at all." Ron said in a more serious tone. "Mum even was on the fence about me going."

"What are you guys talking about?" Harry asked

"Hogwarts. You know, it's not as safe as it once was. I mean, Dumbledore is getting a bit…"

"A bit what?"

"Old" Mareen had to choke down giggles.

"Old?" Harry sounded insulted "he's only...how old is he?"

"At least 150." Ron said and they all bursts out in laughter as the fire began to burn out.