"Ok...just one more corner and a flight if stairs..." Harry muttered, moving a little faster under his invisibility cloak. Just a little bit more and he'd be safe in Gryffindor tower. Safe from the school nurse, who was no doubt turning the entire school upside-down, in the search for her 'lost' patient.

Just that corner...

"Ouch!"

Harry had walked into something...no. Someone. That someone was Professor Minerva McGonagall.

The cloak slipped off, revealing Harry.

"Er...Hi Professor," said Harry, trying and failing to look innocent.

"Mr Potter. Would you care to explain what you are doing here, while you are supposed to be in the Hospital Wing?"

"Well, you see Professor," Harry began, but then looked up at her with slightly watering eyes and to his delight, the Professor's face softened.

"Very well, Potter. 20 points from Gryffindor. Now hurry to your dormitory, before curfew."

She began walking off.

"Thanks, Professor," said Harry quietly and ran as fast as possible to the dorm, leaving McGonagall shaking her head.

"That boy is going to be the death of me," she said.

"Want to bet that?" asked the tiny voice of Professor Flitwick.

"Fillius!" Minerva said, shocked, as the tiny wizard chuckled. Minerva humphed.

"Could I have your attention, please?" said Dumbledore one evening. "Thank you. I am pleased to inform you that the autumn holidays are here soon, bringing Halloween with them."

There was polite applause.

Hermione sighed as she silenced a recent seventh-year Gryffindor. A simple twinkle alert her about a new message.

Dear Admin Mioneclaw,

I would like to let you know, that my plans changed and I will be able to watch over the room tomorrow, from 6-8 pm.

Moderator NevGryff

P.S. Take care Mione and get some rest!

Hermione smiled. Harry truly had good instincts. He had chosen good Moderators for their room. Even if Neville had some troubles and Luna was a bit strange, they were a great help.

She decided to go over the list of who were registered. She often did that in case she figured out who it was. It was simply fun to guess.

Practically everyone were anonymous, but one could usually always tell from what house they were. Mostly there were Gryffindors and Ravenclaws and quite a few Hufflepuffs, but no too many Slytherins. She wondered who Salazar was.

Loisa: Mioneclaw, is it possible to get someone to help me with Charms?

Mioneclaw: Certainly.

Booter: I can help you. I'm a fifth year, so unless you're older..

Loisa: I'm 5th too.

Graterpuff: I'm a seveth-year. Anyone help with Potions?

Sally: Sorty, Graterfull. I'm a 5.

Sally: Sorry*

Booter: What don't you know, Graterpuff?

Mioneclaw: I can help searching it.

Graterpuff: The properties of Mangerion.

It often went on like this: people getting help and giving it, but quite a few came here simply to chat. As far as Hermione was aware a few had found friends there, for example a 2nd year called Samuel and 3rd year Michael were now best friends of sorts. She was proud of how well they behaved and friends they made.

They were now on Halloween holidays. All students had returned home because Dumbledore had said that the Ministry would be there to renew the wards.

With a sigh she wrote a quick excuse to the chatroom and went to dinner.

"Seriously, Hermione, you study too much," said her father.

"He's right, dearie," said her mother. "Try to get some more rest? It's only the holidays."

"Yes, mum, dad," she said witha smile. She'd get some rest, she knew that for sure.

Admin Emerald has joined the chat.

Mioneclaw: Emerald!

TarantulaEnternity: Aand the Admin is here! Welcome!

Emerald: Hello

SeamusLion: Hi Emerald!

Zachie: Hello

Hann: Good evening Emerald!

Emerald: Wow there are a lot of you here today.

TarantulaEnternity: Yeah, most of us were bored.

Zachie: I really have nothing to do.

SeamusLion: Shoot...

Mioneclaw: Seamuslion, -.-

Hann: What's wrong, SeamusLion?

SeamusLion: I think I left a couple of timed dungbombs around the castle. I wasn't expecting that the Ministry was going to come to check the school...

Mioneclaw: Oh SeamusLion...

Hann: :D

Zachie: Cool, mate!

Emerald: If anyone asks...I have no idea what 'school', 'Ministry' or 'Dungbombs' are.

Salazar has joined the chat.

Mioneclaw: EMERALD! DON'T TELL ME YOU HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT!

Zachie: Jeesh, Hermione. I could almost hear you...

Hann: :D

SeamusLion: High-five Emerald!

TarantulaEnternity: Just wait until I tell Gred and Forge!

Emerald: Good evening Salazar. Sorry that the other's were too busy arguing with me *cough* Mioneclaw *cough*.

Mioneclaw: Emerald...I'm warning you.

Mioneclaw: Hello Salazar

Salazar: Good evening. What was this all about?

Emerald: NOTHING!

TarantulaEnternity: Emerald ?

Emerald: TarantulaEnternity (not telling)

Salazar: And here come the codes again.

Zachie: Hann, how did you manage to overthrow the prank?

Hann: Not tellin'

Zachie: Damn

Emerald: Zachie, language

Zachie: Don't call me Zachie!

Emerald: ...

Emerald: That is your nickname, isn't it?

Zachie: Oh

Zachie: Oops

SeamusLion: :D

Mineclaw: My poor brain, Having to read all of the childish things"

Hann: :D

Emerald: Hey!

SeamusLion: Hey!

Zachie: Hey!

Hann: Boys...

Salazar: *cough* *cough*

Hann: :P

Emerald: *dies*

TarantulaEnternity: Emeraaaald! Noooooooo!

Harry smiled fondly and laughed at their antics, hoping that Snape would not take points from Hann, whichever house he or she was from.

Salazar: Well, I should get going. I have a guest in my house to whom I need to talk to

TarantulaEnternity: Ok. Nighty night, the moon shines bright!

Mioneclaw: Oh dear...TarantulaEnternity are you sure you don't need to visit St Mungo's?

Salazar has left the chat.

TarantulaEnternity: *glare*

Emerald: I'd better go as well. Night everyone!

SeamusLion: Night!

ChangeChang has joined the chat.

Hann: Night!

ChangeChang: Pyramids!

ChangeChang has left the chat.

TarantulaEnternity: I think she needs the hospital more than me...

Admin Emerald has left the chat.

Harry rubbed his eyes and lay on the bed. Ceroth flew over to him and nestled on his chest.

He was quite tired.

His eyes were drooping slowly, his muscles relaxing. Harry knew that he would have nightmares if he fell asleep, but at the moment he didn't care. He would simply rest his eyes for a few minutes so that when he opens them he...

Harry opened his eyes, when the sun was completely down.

"So much for not sleeping," Harry mumbled and gasped. He ran downstairs. The over was smoking. So much for making a pie for the Dursleys' guests...

Dear Harry,

Good news! Dumbledore allowed you to come here! Can't wait to see you. My parents and I will be more than happy to have you here! Honestly and don't think about making an excuse about something. We'll be expecting you at 8 tomorrow.

Best,

Hermione

So the next day, after having taken the bus Harry arrived at the small house that belonged to the Grangers.

Harry knocked on the door. He barely had time to do anything else as the door opened and he was almost knocked off his feet by a hugging Hermione.

"Harry! It's so great to see you! I mean, the letter was unexpected, but I'm just so happy you could come and visit! I'm just so exited! Just think of the fun we can have. We can continue making our chatroom better and then we can watch television and play games and visit the museums and you can show me how you play the piano and then—"

"I'm sure we can, Mione," said Harry, laughing as Hermione blushed.

"I was rambling, wasn't I?" she said embarrassed.

Harry smirked.

Harry soon found out where Hermione's rambling came from. Her mother gave the same squeal when she saw him and started fussing all over him.

Finally he was saved by Hermione, who dragged him to a guest room.

Harry really did have fun.

He enjoyed talking to Mr Granger, spending time with Hermione and cooking with Mrs Granger. The latter sent him blushing as she boasted about his cooking skills to her family (Harry winced in remembrance of the burnt pie), while Hermione beamed.

"I will never be able to cook," said Hermione, with a mock-sigh and Harry laughed, Hermione joining him in a few moments.

Quite often Harry and Hermione could be found bent over a piece of paper, that was filled with runes and different numbers. In all the stay had been interesting and harry stayed out of trouble...mostly, but the most important part was that the roof of the house remained there...even if a window no longer didn't exist.