Oh. My. God. Only a few more chapters! WAAAAAAAAAH!

You people realize that this will be my first multi-chapter fanfiction that I've finished?

I'd like to thank all of the little people, which is a lot because I'm one of the tallest people in my class...(Dagnab my father's height! I want to be short!)

But, seriously, thank you so much to everyone who followed this story, even when I was being annoying and having writers block and having symtoms of PWBSWS. (PWBSWS-Post Writers Block Shitty Writing Syndrome.)

Yeah, the last one was pretty hard to guess seeing as he only appears a few times in the series...

But Vanex guessed correctly! You go, Glenn Coco!

Five points to anyone who gets that Mean Girls reference. Hell, five points to all of the people who read this. You rock!

I'm not cool enough to be J.K. Rowling.

Enjoy!

"As you all know, I despised Cho Chang, and with good reason. She was awful to me. She spread rumours about me, called me names, and encouraged the Ravenclaw's teasing.

"But, unbelievably, this tape isn't about me. It's about her boyfriend.

"How goes it, Roger Davies?"

Harry's mouth dropped open. Roger Davies?

"Roger Davies and I were good friend during my first through third years of Hogwarts. I was infatuated with him, and he thought my odd mannerisms were cute. While not best friends, we greeted each other in the hallways and studied together.

"In my fourth year, two big things happened. First, I got over my puppy dog crush. Second, he started dating Cho Chang.

"When Roger started dating Cho, I tried my hardest to keep up our friendship. He was one of the only friends I had.

"But time with Cho changed Roger. He started ignoring me, declining my requests to study with him, and not meeting my eyes. I tried to be nice, hoping that he would snap out of it. But he didn't. I finally realized that our friendship was over when I heard him call me "Loony" to his friends.

"When he said that, I knew there was no going back. Roger had caught Cho Chang fever-and there was nothing I could do about it.

"But it wasn't until later that this really hit me in the face.

"I was in my fifth year, coming back to my dorm from my nightly visit to the thestrals, when I saw them. Ten Ravenclaw seventh years, standing around the doorway of Ravenclaw Tower.

"I ducked my head down, hoping they wouldn't see me, but, unfortunately, they did.

"Hey, Loony!" Cho Chang called in a mocking voice. I rolled my eyes and kept walking, clutching my butterbeer cork necklace and asking the patron saint of Crumple Horned Snorkacks to give me strength.

"How goes it, Loony?" Cho asked as she stepped in front of me and held me against the wall by my tie.

"Leave me alone." I whispered weakly.

"Get her, Roger." Cho addressed her tall, handsome boyfriend.

Roger approached me. There was no sign of apology on his face. No remorse. His face was dead and flat, as though he had never been my friend.

He kept that expression as he beat me up, punching me in the gut and yanking me around by my necklace, kicking me in the shins and giving me a black eye. When he was done, he left me in a ball, crumpled on the floor.

"Let's go." He told the other Ravenclaws. The ten seventeen year olds made their way up the stairs. As they did, I swear I saw Roger hesitate and look at me before he climbed the steps.

"Was it worth it, Roger? Was my death worth a two month fling? Can you really say that betraying a friend-strike that, hurting a friend-was worth a two month relationship with Cho Chang? Did you feel a hint of remorse when you called me "Loony?" Ignored me? Beat me up?

"You're a coward, Roger Davies."

The tape ended. Harry lay on Ron's bed and breathed slowly, trying to take in this new information. He had no greater desire than to storm into the Ravenclaw common room and disembowl Roger Davies-and he was sure that Ron would be glad to help him.

"Take as much time as you need." Ron said.

"I'm fine." Harry answered, sitting up. "Let's just get through these three more tapes and pass them on to the next people."

Ron shrugged. "Uh, Harry, I need to warn you, this next one is going to shock you." Ron warned.

Harry sighed. "How bad can it be?"

"You'll see." Ron said. He picked up the next tape-this one with a drawing of fire on it-and placed it in the tape recorder. He pressed play.

PHEW! I can work on the next chapter!

I'm going to give you the answer to the next one because I'm feeling generous. It's in this fic: s/6368502/1/Lost-Princess

I'm sad. I only have four more chapters to write. (I'm going to write the chapters for the three tapes, and then I'll write an epilogue chapter.)

Peace out.