Ohmygoodness! It's an update! It's actually and update! And I'm going to update more, a lot, in really short chapters, but there'll be a lot of them. I hope you people's don't mind. So, here's the next chapter, it's short, but at least it's something.

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"Are you sure it's this way?" Lisa asked me for the third time.

"Yes, I'm positive it's this way," I replied, annoyed.

"You sure you're reading the map right?'

"Yes, I'm positive I'm reading the map right," I replied. "What's your problem anyways?"

"You know I don't like the dark," Lisa replied.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, anyways, we're here." We both stood in front of a wooden dungeon door.

"Is it just me or did this part of the castle just walk out of Bram stoker's Dracula?" Lisa asked, eyeing the dank dark dungeon.

"It's probably just you," I replied, silently agreeing. It was awfully Dracula reminiscent down here.

"Oh, hey, you're here!" Neville's voice popped out from behind us.

"Oh, hi Neville," Lisa said, turning around.

"Ron's in a different potions class," Neville said, "So I'm glad there's someone I know around!" he grinned.

"Oh, well, it's great to have someone we know here too."

"Oh look Crabbe, looks like the new kids are here too." I instantly recognized the voice of evil, "You know, if you two got together with Longbottom and Weasel you could make a club of losers along with that Granger boy." Malfoy smirked. Neville squeaked and ran inside the classroom, he clearly did not like Malfoy at all.

"What's your problem anyways?" Lisa asked.

"It's probably just repressed anger," I replied, cutting off whatever Malfoy was going to say, "maybe he was abused as a little child, perhaps neglected. Or he's just really insecure and has to put others down to make himself feel big. That's why he's such a bully. But inside, he's really just a small timid child longing to be accepted, to be loved…" Malfoy just gaped at me. Clearly this type of thing hadn't happened to him before.

"I knew that psychology class wouldn't do you any good," Lisa said. "come on Harriett, let's get you inside before you start raving about God knows what."

"Wait? Harriett?" Malfoy asked, having overcome the shock of hearing me rave about his psychological problems, "Did you seriously just call him Harriett?"

"Oh, I did, whoops, sorry, my bad, I have major name problems, you know, I mean, yeah, okay, this is awkward," Lisa stumbled over her words slightly.

"Don't worry, she does it all the time," I said, trying to lightly pass it off as a common occurrence.

"Don't you mean he," Malfoy corrected, eyeing us suspiciously.

"What? Oh, yeah, that's what I said, isn't it?"

"No, I'm pretty sure you said she."

"And I'm pretty sure I didn't," I replied, "come on Lis, I mean Leon, let's go." I grabbed her hand and quickly dragged her into the classroom where the dim lighting made it impossible for anybody to see the furious blushes on out faces.

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Lisa and Harriett really do suck at this undercover thing. They'll end up giving themselves away if they're not careful. Don't forget to REVIEW!