I don't really like writing author notes right now.

Disclaimer: I NO OWN NOTHING! OWN! NOTHING! OWN! ooohhh... now the word 'own' looks funny -giggle-

Chapter 9

The Gryffindore's were trying to restrain their laughter so much that some were crying.

Snape walked over to Draco "And what are you doing Mr. Malfoy? Trying to disrupt my class?" Draco didn't say anything, his mind still trying to figure out what had just happened.

Snape glared down his nose "Go tend to your cauldron before I subtract points."

As Draco scurried away, Snape turned to the snoozing boy. He glared icily before turning back to the front of the class to watch for any chance to taunt the Gryffindore's.

Ron's face was redder than his hair and then collapsed into a fit of giggles right beside Harry.

"Really boys, its not THAT funny." but even Hermione was smiling as she said this.

"I CALL LIAR!" exclaimed Ron as he held his stomach from laughing pains.

Hermione put her hands on her hips and shook her head as she turned to her potion.

Harry stood and helped Ron up. As they turned to their potion they found it an absolute mess. In their mirth they had knocked ALL of the ginger root and since they hadn't been constantly stirring it it had turned a mucky brown colour.

"Hand in your potions and clean up your cauldrons." announced Snape from the front.

Ron and Harry looked at each other then sighed in defeat. They bottled and corked their potion and did rock, paper, scissors to see who would go and hand it in and feel the wrath of Snape's teasing.

Ron with a rock and Harry with scissors, Harry reluctantly picked up the vial and walked quickly up to Snape's desk.

Harry placed it next to the other potions and tried to get away before Snape noticed.

"Potter." came Snape's cold voice behind him.

Harry cringed and stopped dead in his tracks. 'Who hate's me up there?' he questioned as he turned around to the disgusted face of Professor Snape.

"You call THIS a potion?" he said, swirling the toxic looking liquid in the vial.

"erm...sure?" said Harry, hoping that he wouldn't have to stay for TOO long.

"No, it's an abuse of the art of potion making. Another F for you Potter. You may leave now." he dismissed Harry with a wave of his hand as he went back to grading papers.

Harry hastily went over to his books and picked them up.

He was about to leave when he saw Darren still sleeping in the chair.

Harry walked over and shook his shoulder. "Darren, come on, time for lunch "

Darren snorted and mumbled "Five more minutes Harkat..." before he fell back to sleep.

'Harkat?' Harry shook Darren's shoulder again. "Darren! Get up! Class is over!"

Darren groaned and blinked a few times. "Over?" he asked drowsily with a yawn , stretching lazily 'I'm a Prince, I shouldn't have to get up just yet! I'm royalty!' he thought with a small smile.

Darren pushed himself to his feet and followed Harry to the Great Hall.

Harry and Darren sat down opposite to Hermione and Ron just as the food appeared.

Ron dug in and shoveled as much food as he could in two seconds before he got even MORE hungry.

Harry laughed and Hermione glared disgustingly at him "Oh, you have such good manners Ronald" Hermione said sarcastically as she slowly put small amounts of food on her plate.

Harry grabbed the mashed potatoes and put some on his plate.

"Aren't you going to eat anything Darren?" asked Harry when he noticed that Darren hadn't touched anything yet.

Darren shrugged "Not really that hungry" Darren noticed the bottle with his name on it again a little ways away from him.

Ron eyed it curiously "To Darren What is it?" he tried to grab for it but was repelled by a magical shield. "Darn!"

Darren shrugged again. "I don't know, and I don't really care to find out really."

Hermione looked at the bottle with searching eyes. She frowned and nodded almost unoticingly as she went back to her meal.

Darren tucked his hands inside his sleeves "So what's the next class?"

"COMC" came the distracted, unified reply

"CONK?"

Harry shook his had and swallowed "'Care Of Magical Creatures' and just to warn you, Hagrid , the professor, thinks anything that doesn't breathe fire, is poisonous, or can amputate limbs isn't cute."

Darren nodded his head and waited until his friends finished eating before they set off for Hagrid's hut.

Hagrid was outside with a big cage covered with a black blanket.

The three student's waved as they approached, they were the first one's to class apparently.

"Hullo, were goin' to 'ave a fun class today!" exclaimed Hagrid.

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at him suspiciously "And WHAT exactly are we seeing today Hagrid?" questioned Hermione.

Hagrid beamed "It's a surprise!"

The cage rattled.

Hagrid ignored it and looked at Darren "Who's th' new guy?

"Oh, This is Darren, Darren, Hagrid" introduced Harry

"Nice ta meet yeh" said Hagrid, holding out one of his garbage lid size hand

Darren smiled a little and took the hand, letting it be shaken furiously.

"Same to you."

A large group of student's joined them around Hagrid's hut.

Hagrid clapped "Ok ev'ryone! I 'ave a special critter for yeh to see. But firs', "He waved his pink umbrella at the sky and a little dome surrounded the group, casting them into semi darkness.

"This critter is kinda sensitive to th' ligh' " Hagrid walked over to the cage.

"'e is very strong, an' it were hard t' get 'im settled, so these are magically stronger bars so 'e couldn't git out." He knocked on the metal through the curtain.

Darren frowned as he got a whiff of what is inside the cage. 'Is that…?'

"May I present, "He took off the blanket

Darren's eyes widened.

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Sorry its so short! But the last one was the longest I have for this story so live with it.

Cliffie, Im SOOO goin to die.

-Neko-