Chapter 13(o'clock)

Sarah yawned sleepily; still shocked by the amount of food Ron appeared to be shovelling into his mouth.

"You know, there's still ages til class starts, you can slow down a bit." She said.

"Mfgh mfrying mfont mfick" Was her only answer. She rolled her eyes and continued to push a lone piece of toast around on her plate, then subtly handed Numy (who was under the table) a sausage (or 7)

Sarah had never been a breakfast person, and would rather have just had a glass or two of apple juice. Sadly, the only available things here were water and pumpkin.

She chose the former over the latter, although no one else seemed to have a problem with the strange concoction.

"Good morning!" Ginny said energetically, too energetically for Sarah's tastes.

"Too early" Said Sarah. Numy whined in agreement

"Yeah, what she said." Harry added, yawning, and helping himself to a large portion of food.

"Oh no, not you too?" Sarah said, groaning. "You guys make me sick"

Hermione joined them, flopping down on the seat noisily, a large frown on her face.

"Hey Hermione." Sarah said. The other girl just glared at her, causing Sarah to frown.

"I wonder where that new DADA teacher is" A pair of passing girls said excitedly.

"He's so handsome!" One of them said.

"But he's old! That's gross!" The other said.

"He is not old!" Sarah cried, jumping to her feet, before bushing profusely and sitting back down.

"Did a lot of people hear that?" She asked.

"No" Ron said, oblivious to the fact that everyone currently in the Great Hall was staring at Sarah.

"Uh…Yeah. What he said." Ginny said nervously.

Sarah groaned and, after pushing her plate away, laid her head on the table.

"Why me?" She muttered.

Professor McGonagall began to hand out their timetables.

"Maybe you shouldn't look at our timetables then." Harry said after reading his.

"NO!!!!!!!!! Please God, no!" She said, not even looking up.

"Hey look, Double DADA first up!" Ron said excitedly.

"Idiot!" Sarah said, whacking him in the head.

"Hey! What was that for?"

"For being an idiot!" Sarah said.

"Oh" Ron replied, before eating more food.

Sarah began banging her head on the tabletop. Numair looked up startled, Ginny rubbed his ears reassuringly

"That won't help you know." Harry said

"It will if I manage to kill myself." Sarah said, before continuing to bang her head. "Ouch." She said, sitting up and rubbing the red spot in the middle of her forehead.

"I should probably take you to Madame Pomfrey to get that looked at." Harry said.

Sarah nodded, her hand still rubbing the red spot, which was fast becoming a lump.

"Brilliant." She said. "The icing on the cake to the perfect morning. Lead on Mr Potter."

"I think Sarah's hit her head too hard." Ron whispered to Hermione, who proceeded to grab a piece of toast and exit the Great Hall.

"What is wrong with her? Has she ever acted this grumpy before?" Sarah asked

Both boys (and Ginny) shook their heads.

"It's a mystery!" Sarah said. "Come on Harry, I've got a splitting heading."

"Gee I wonder why." He replied, leading her out of the Great Hall and up to the Infirmary, Numair at her heels.

Ten minutes later Sarah and Harry were rushing towards their first class.

"I still think" Sarah said, puffing, "That we should take the longest route possible at the slowest rate possible." Numair yapped, running ahead, then turning to wait for them. (And he continued to repeat this as they grew closer to their destination)

"And I still think that if we did, we'd probably be thrown into an uber-thingy like Ron was last night." Harry replied

"And I told you, that Oubliettes aren't as bad as they seem!"

"And I asked how you knew, and you still haven't answered me." He said angrily, "Besides, it's just around the corner."

"Man, he is so annoying." Sarah said, slowing down to catch her breath.

"Who, Ron?" Harry asked.

"No, that stupid Goblin King…" Sarah stopped as they rounded the corner and found their entire class waiting outside the classroom. "What's wrong?" She asked the Gryffindor and Slytherin fifth years.

"Our teacher, it appears, has not arrived yet. Obviously" One blonde haired boy said.

"Sure, obviously. How long have you been waiting, Malfoy." Harry asked.

"We've been waiting almost ten minutes, Potter." Malfoy said.

"Riiiight." Boys. Sarah thought, rolling her eyes. "Can't you just open the door?"

"No, it's locked." Ron said.

"Well, have you tried an unlocking spell?" Sarah asked.

The entire group went "OHH!"

"We forgot about that one." Ron said sheepishly.

"Well, Hermione's clever, why didn't she do it?" Harry asked.

"Hermione isn't here either." Neville replied, Ron too busy looking off into space mouthing words…

"Is it Aloha Moron, or Alohma Morton?" He suddenly asked

"What?" Said replied

"The unlocking spell." He said. Sarah burst out laughing, pulled out her wand and went up to the door.

"It's Aloha Mora" She said, doing the spell. The door opened, and the class filed in after Numair, who jumped up into the seat at the teachers' desk, and proceeded to fall asleep in it.

"So, what now?" Ron asked.

"We should probably go find our teacher." Sarah said. "At least, that's what we did in my old school when our teachers didn't turn up."

"But I thought you were home schooled." Harry said

"Yeah, but I still went to muggle school to learn how to read and write. I was only home schooled in wizardry." It was half-true, that was ok, right? "Come on Harry, let's go find our teach…" Sarah was interrupted by said teacher stumbling through the door.

"Right shtudents," He said, his speech slurred. Sarah groaned. "Let'sh all, remove our heads, and play football. Or is it shhhhhhhhhhhhhoccer? You Britsh, you shnever know what your talking about."

He stopped, looking at Sarah

"OH! It'sh youshesh! How'sh your Bruvver? What'sh hish name? Mowgli?"

"Toby sir." Sarah said softly.

"Rightsh! That'sh what I said!" He cried. "Now, you be good, or I'll put you in that Oubli… boobli… Smooglibette… again." He began to stumble up to the blackboard and write something on it, which was terribly long and covered in swirls. It was his name.

"My name is Profeshor Shit" Some students giggled. "My name ishnot funny!" He stumbled up to the student, which was Ron… he just never learned.

"What'sh your name?" He asked him

"Ron Weasley." Ron said proudly

"BAHAHAHA! Now that'sh a funny name! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeshly! Teehee"

"Did the professor just say 'teehee'?" Harry whispered to Sarah.

"Awight! Who shed that!" He stumbled over to Sarah.

"Sharah," he 'whispered', which meant the entire class could hear. "I appear to be having a little trouble sheeeeeing. Can you point me towards the barfroom? I fink I may, I fink I may need" he hiccupped. "To use the facilitationaries." He blew his cheeks out.

"Umm, maybe we should do some private study in the library professor, seeing as you are 'unwell'" Sarah suggested.

"Indubitabububly." He said, pointing at Sarah, just a little to the left. "Clash, Disseminated." The rest of the class left.

"Ok professor, it would appear that I'm now in charge of you. I don't think that we should leave here though, otherwise another teacher may catch on that you're, drunk on the job."

"I'm not drunk, I'm drinken!" He said, laughing as if it was the funniest joke he had ever heard.

"Sharah, Sharah! What's white, blue and is in the middle of a football field?"

"Gee, I don't know Jareth, what's white blue and is in the middle of a football field?" She asked, heaving him up the stairs to the DADA professors' rooms.

"A fridge wearing a denim jacket!" He said, howling with laughter, almost knocking Sarah down the stairs. "Ready, look what I can do!" He conjured a crystal and attempted to spin it around on his fingers, but almost dropped it on Numair, who ran around behind Sarah's legs

"Very nice" Sarah said, getting him to the bathroom.

"I can do it better. I did it yesterday! It was soooooo coooooool. You know what's a funny word? Cocobolo. COCO! BOLO!" He began to laugh again.

Sarah couldn't find any glasses in the bathroom, so she changed a bar of soap into one and filled it with water, hoping she had done it well enough that it didn't have bubbles in it.

"You know" Jareth said. "Yoush ish a good wiiiiiiiitch."

"Why thankyou" Sarah said, handing him the glass. He drained it, and banged it onto the bench

"Another!" He cried,

"Oh alright" Sarah said, pretending he wasn't supposed to have it. She was trying out reverse psychology, to make him drink as much as possible to get the alcohol out of his system.

"Why didn't you vishit me?" He asked sadly

"When? Last night?" Sarah asked

"No. When you lefted me the first time! After you took… Boby with you. You alwaysh talked to your friendsh, why notsh me?" He asked

"I didn't know we were friends."

"Sharah, are we friends?" He asked

"Well, if you promise not to steal my brother away again, then I guess we can be."

"But you told me to take him! I alwaysh wanted to be your friend! Ever since you started reading my booksh!"

"Really?" Sarah asked, pulling him up from the floor. "Come on, you should probably go to bed."

"Ok, if you Shay sho… Sharah?" he said

"Yes Jareth?" She replied

"Don't leave, like lasht time. It wash lonely for me! I wash left all alone in the big mean Goblin Castle, and the goblins don't even like me!" He said, falling backwards onto his bed.

"Well, maybe you shouldn't kick them so much, then they might like you better." She replied, trying to find him some pyjamas.

"Yeah, maybe." He said softly.

"Jareth, your cupboards completely…" She turned and found him half-asleep, lying on his bed clad in his pyjamas, Numair rolled up beside him.

'Must've changed clothes with one of his crystals.' She thought. She checked her watch, her next class still a half hour away.

"Ok Jareth, I'm leaving now."

"No Sharah, don't go. Stay here with me." He said, without opening his eyes.

"I don't know, we only became friends today, and then I have to go to class." As she was talking, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her down next to him.

"There, don't friendsh shtay with friends? You stay here til I say so."

"Well, I can only stay a little…"
"SHUSH! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!" He said

Sarah rolled her eyes. 'Well, only for a little while' Sarah said, closing her eyes and drifting off…

COCOBOLOCOCOBOLOCOCOBOLOCOCOBOLOCOCOBOLO

Hehe, I don't know what Cocobolo means, but when I was writing it said something was spelt wrong (Probably some drunken speakage) and that came up, and so I laughed and put it in.

And the fridge joke, my friend's boyfriend told me today. I thought it was slightly, but not very, funny, just funny to laugh at… lol

I hope you enjoy chapter 13! Sorry, only one today because I've been out all day… but that's like, six this weekend, right? And 13 in less than a week? Is that some kind of record or what!

Thanks to my loverly reviewers! This chapter is dedicated to… Tamora Pierce, because she is awesome, and little Numair's name is taken from her.

Everyone, close and go read her books!

I love the Immortal series, they are the cutest!!!!!!!

OMG!!!!!! STARMAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

NIGHT!!!!!!

BOW DOWN TO THE QUEEN OF THE NYMPHS!!

(I am quite enjoying this name and it's perks)