Kudos to all of my fans and Marz for writing part of this chapter with me. Anyway, on the with the story. Oh and by the by, disclaimer goes out to the lyrics used, they are not mine...

Thanks especially to WakeTheDead for giving me the idea of what Jamie does in this chapter. :)

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They trudged slowly back to the tent. Ron kept on a lively discussion about about when they were going to eat yet his talk was cut short by a very angry Hermione standing in the tent. As she spewed off at him, the MCers stood back with Harry and began a separate discussion about how their wizard life was so overrated because it was just like another fantasy called Star Wars.

By the end of both arguments, Harry, Ron and Hermione were all very angry. The Casters stood by themselves while Emerson and Harry looked as though they were going to... yet they didn't have any "metal wands" to kill each other with.

Hermione had by this time, just noticed the five extra boys. She wondered who they were and why they were wearing such thin clothes. Yet, her pondering were cut short by the sudden entrance of Eric Scull. He looked around at everyone, realized where he was, and immediately began one of his famous speals.

"Hey guys fancy me coming here, you know it reminds me of a video I once saw on the internet." He ignored Ron's confused expression and pressed on. "See, it starts with Harry getting angry at you two and then proceeds to hit his head repeatedly on the wall and yell 'Angst! Angst!! Angst!!!' By the end of it, everyone realizes how stupid they were being and proceed to hug each other while Dumbledore plays naked time.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione's angry faces soon turned horror-stricken which made all the MC's laugh. "Naked time?" Harry ventured, "I thought I..." Yet he couldn't speak any more.

Complete silence remained on the group, the problems of Dumbledore seemed to overshadow the individual arguments that everyone'd had. There was not much of a changed in the boys' behaviors yet there was much of a difference in the magical kids' behavior.

Ben sat down on a couch situated in the corner of the small tent. He looked around at the furniture around him and noticed the small beaded purse of Hermione's. Intrigued, he picked it up and started to open it. Yet, Ben wasn't the only one who noticed where the purse was, Hermione sat down almost noiselessly. "What're you doing with that?" She asked, mocking curiosity. Ben jumped at how close she was.

"Deja vu! I swear." He stared at his couch companion, yet not for long. Deciding the only thing he could do the lessen the tension was to talk, he started to babble. Hermione's eyebrow raised oh so slowly as Ben began making a huge fool out of himself. Yet, Ron sat down between the two making further conversation impossible.

"Ron, get off of me, you're almost sitting in my lap!" Blushing, he jumped away from the couch, dragging Hermione with him.

Jamie, deciding that the tension in the room was way too overrated decided to lessen the mood by singing. "Come on guys! I still hear your voice, when you sleep next to meeeeee. I still feel your touch in my dreams. Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why without you it's hard to survive!" He stopped singing momentarily to look at the bemused faces of his friends and fellow wizards. The couch was now empty except for Ben, who suffered Jamie jumping on it and trying to get him to stand with him. "CUZ EVERY TIME WE TOUCH, I GET THIS FEEEELING!" Ben rolled his eyes and stood up, trying to find footing, the couch was shaking viciously because of the Brit's "dancing".

He saved himself by jumping off the sofa and watching Jamie like a vertical tennis match, which was exactly what everyone else was doing.

"Are you through?"

"""""""" I promise that the next chapter will be much longer, if you have ideas add them with your comments, everyone who comments get's a Jamie doll that sings "Everytime We Touch" when you pull his string. ooooooo