Hey guys! Im back, and I am so so sorry that I never got to publishing sooner! I'll try to upload as much as I can. I've been busy with lotsa stuff so I haven't been able to update! Ack! So I hope I'll he able to upload more in the future. ;3

Long authors note is long, and I don't own Cirque Du Freak, Harry Potter, or any references I may use.

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Darren POV

I awoke the next morning to the sound of screaming. Harkat's, to be exact.

He's been having lots of nightmares lately, and in most every one he's woken up screaming and thrashing about, which has been a real pain in the vampire ass.

I groaned and sat up, making the bed I was on creak slightly but it's not like I could hear it over the sound of Harkat's screaming. I plugged my ears and walked over to his bed, shaking his sleeping form to get him to wake up. "Harkat, wake up."

Sadly, that didnt really work.

I shake him harder, my voice almost a shout. "Harkat, wake UP!"

"Dragons!" he exclaims, the light returning to his eyes as he wakes up. He dosent have eyelids, so he's kinda like that.

"Sorry did...I wake you up?" he asks, concerned. He knows just as well as me that he wakes up screaming most of the time, but he can't help it.

"Nah, I was already awake, don't worry about it." I lied. "What was it this time other than dragons?"

"Theyve been...getting worse than normal. This...time there were dragons..and, well, you know...who."

"You know who? As in him?" I ask, pretty much already knowing who he meant. Me and Karkat had a slighi understanding on this subject, whic was The Lord of the Vampaneze. We just liked to say 'You know who' to make it sound dramatic.

Harkat nods. "Oh yeah it...was him. That face...just haunts me."

i nod back but then I instantly freeze up, hearing movement in the next room. "Wait. Shh. I think I hear something." I say cautiously, holding a hand to his mouth.

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Harry POV

The extendable ears were Hermionies grand scene to find out more about the suspicious persons from last chapter. "Well, id say the best way to find out if they're really working for you know who is to spy on them!" she had said.

We got the ears from Fred and George. Ironically to our convenience one of the rooms, room 24, was right next to Me and Ron's room, which made it much easier to spy on them.

"Dragons!" we heard one say. He had a scratchy low voice, and often stopped to take breaths during talking. That was odd.

As soon as the two in the room (apparently there were two in there) started conversation, Hermione grabbed a quill and parchment and started scribbling down what they said.

"What's that for?" I quietly hiss at her.

She rolls her eyes in return and hisses back,"evidence."

"...You-know-who." was heard in the other room and we all hold a collective gasp. "So they are working for voldemort! Spies!" I gasp out loud.

"Wait. Shh. I think I hear something." says the second voice. It's slightly low but has a slight American twinge to it, making it sound weird. It actually..it sounded kind of like a child's. Maybe they're sending spies to the school! Curses!

"What...is it?" says the first voice.

The second voice speaks up, he knows the three are there and listening but he dosent know how many or who, for all he knows, he's talking to his enemies as well. "I don't know. But whoever you are I will say this: we aren't a threat to you unless youre our enemies, which I doubt, and stop listening in, it's quite rude! We are of no concern to a you and you're of no concern to us."

All three of us gasped aloud in shock. How did they know we were listening?

The second voice acknowledged our gasp. "Ah yes, I see youre listening to me now. If I can ask, can you please take away wheat ever you're using to listen in? Thank you."

I shakily removed the ears from the wall. What? How? Seriously? What's going on? "Who are you?" I shout through the wall.

"No one. Have a nice day." says the second voice loud enough for us to hear. We promptly hear the sound of a door closing and footsteps in the hall, which means whoever it was left the room.

"Bloody Hell. That was weird." says Ron, who looked as dumbfounded as me.

Who were these mysterious people?

Who are they working for?

All of us made a silent agreement to find the answers out to this one.