Black's Phoenix: Wow. I'm really sorry to hear that. You're my longest reader, but I can't say that I blame you. The story's not really that good, and has way too much filler. If it's the jealous Hermione thing, well that's an idea I had from the beginning. I did note that she regretted it after she said that about Luna. Or if it's the whole thing about Marietta doping Harry again, well he fell into her trap because he didn't remember being memory charmed on the train. But Marietta's going to be sort of like Voldermort was in his school days, but less of a threat than him, sort of like Voldermort is the Greatest Dark Wizard of his time, and Dumbledore is the good in the world that balances him out, Marietta is the evil that will be balanced out by someone too. I'll be sorry to lose your interest, but I'm really not that creative. But thank you for staying this far:)

Tiyuri: Thanks again for your support, and I hope that you enjoy this chapter as well, I know that Marietta giving Harry a memory charm might seem repetitive, but it was something she had planed for all summer. Those dark books she was reading were not about how to kill someone, but some other evil purpose. I promises to write you soon in answer to your letter, but I had to get this finished, before I responded. Thanks for your concern.

Chaos666: Thanks for the review, Marietta likes to take a hands own approach with her work. Being in Ravenclaw, she likes to plan ahead, and this plan was all summer in the making, with help from outside Hogwarts, but rest assured that the lion's share of the credit goes to her. Now you will get a glimpse of the result, but not how it went down just yet.

xHx: Where is your review? I look forward too it:)

Summet: Still there?

Okay… I feel I should explain something about Marietta's constant nudity, or actually the shape shifters nudity. It can assume any organic form, but not like the clothing. So when it arrives as Miss Norris, who isn't wearing any clothes, it is essentially nude. If it wore a flea collar as Miss Norris, and changed to Harry, it would strangle itself to death as it's neck became to large to the collar, unless it was able to lose it between forms, as a blob. Sorry! Anyway, to put it short, creature must be nude, because it cannot assume clothing while mimicking someone. Also Marietta is able to zap Harry with a memory charm so much because Harry is never aware that he was zapped in the first place.

Oh! Did anyone get the "Fiona Burrows" Easter egg in chapter 18? Just curious.

Chapter 24: Missing Time

Harry's POV:

Harry walked down the path toward the Quidditch Pitch. He had gotten up and walked out of the last few minutes of his charms class to do it. It was just as well, he wasn't able to work any charms anyway, as he had forgotten his wand somewhere. He had somehow misplaced it, while in Filche's office, or after leaving it. He didn't remember exactly why he had been there, but he must have left it there. It's the only place that it could be. He wasn't sure why he felt such a strong need to go to the pitch so early, but he knew that he needed to for some reason. His desire to go to the pitch was even greater than his desire to retrieve his wand. Harry would just have to wait and see Filch after the game. As Harry walked, he passed within several meters of the Womping Willow, and reflected on the times that it had almost killed him. The tree was now still and harmless looking, but Harry knew that it was only a façade, and that it would violently attack any student that got too close.

Harry continued down to the area where the Gryffindor team changed clothes and discussed strategy. He opened the door, to the changing room and stopped dead when he saw who was there waiting for him. It was Marietta Edgencombe, and Miss Norris. Harry was livid. Marietta Edgencombe disrupted his DA classes last year, and almost got everyone suspended, and Dumbledore kicked out of Hogwarts. So that was reason enough not to like her. But there was something else about her that made him furious. He couldn't imagine what it was. Perhaps it was because of the story Cho and Sir Nicolas told him, about her mysteriously sneaking about, or perhaps he was taking what happened last year a little to personally, but his instincts told him that she was very dangerous, and now she was in the Gryffindor changing room where she didn't belong, and he wasn't about to stand for it.

"What are you doing here?" Harry shouted angrily. Marietta, who had an unpleasant look on her face before Harry spoke now turned red, and shouted back at him.

"It's about time you showed up you stupid mudblood! I had to leave my Herbology class to deal with you, and lost twenty points from my house! Now shut up and come here." She screamed. Harry was taken aback. What did she mean it was about time that he got there? He had made no plans to be with her, he would never. And how would it have been his fault that she lost points for leaving class. But she seemed to be expecting him, and he didn't even understand why he had come here so early.

"Don't tell me what to do! This is the Gryffindor locker room, and you're not allowed. Get out, before I toss you out on your arse!" Harry screamed with great hostility. Marietta clenched her fist, and stared at Harry with utter contempt. She pulled out a wand and pointed it at him. Harry didn't move, but looked around for a possible escape. Marietta held the wand pointed at his torso. She spoke again, more controlled this time.

"Recognize this wand Potter?" she said. Harry looked at the wand, and instantly recognized it as his. He struggled to calm himself, from leaping at Marietta and getting his wand back, as she would probably be able to blast him at this range with relative ease.

"Give… me… my wand… back Marietta. Right now!" Marietta smiled.

"Sure thing mudblood, just as soon as I'm done with it. Obliviate!" Marietta said and the incompatible wand popped out of her hand, and on to the floor between them. Marietta and Harry both dived for the wand at the same time, and hit their heads together, with a thud. Harry and Marietta were now both on the grassy floor, rubbing their heads; in sever pain, for a few seconds. Harry recovered faster and grabbed his wand before Marietta could reach it. Marietta started to reach for her own wand to counter him, but as she looked up saw that Harry already had his pointed at her neck, and she gasped.

"Don't even think about it! Take your hands away from your pockets Marietta! Now!" Marietta gave Harry a dirty look, but did as he said. Harry looked at her curiously.

"Now, you're going to answer some questions that I have. Why are you sneaking around here, why were you trying to put a memory charm on me, and why have you been sneaking around the castle at night, after curfew?" Harry inquired with an angry tone in his voice. Marietta sat up against a wooden post to support herself.

"It's none of you business Potter. Sod off!" Marietta said with an aire of deep hatred. Harry put the wand right to her throat. I want answers, or you'll be spewing out slugs for a week. You know I'll do it. Why were you trying to wipe my mind?" Marietta watched Miss Norris maneuver around behind Harry. Then she looked up at Harry and smiled.

"Why dear Potter, I needed you to forget that I was ever here, so that you could concentrate on telling your team what they needed to do to win this game today. This is a very important game for you, and I'm going to make sure that you do everything you're supposed to." She smiled. Harry scoffed.

"Oh really Marietta? Quidditch fan are you? Why the keen interest in Gryffindor winning a practice game against Hufflepuff? I mean were going to win no matter what. Are you betting on it or something?" Harry asked, not believing that Marietta would be forthcoming with the truth. Marietta smiled at him.

"Something like that Potter. But it's not weather you win or lose, but how you play the game." She said and looked past Harry wide smile and bright eyes. Suddenly two hands grabbed for the wand in Harry's hands. He kept a firm grip on it until he turned to see who was trying to wrestle it away from him. It was Marietta, naked! Harry thought he was going mad, but he was looking right at her in front of him, and totally in the buff. She had a determined look in her eyes, and he loosened his grip on the wand out of shock. Harry looked back to see the other Marietta getting up and dusting herself off. Suddenly he felt the wand slip from his hands, and the nude Marietta pointed the wand at his throat. "No!" The first Marietta screamed; don't use it on him while you're me. She reached for her own wand, and stuck it to Harry's back. "Don't move Potter! Or else." She said. The nude Marietta backed away from Harry, and spoke to the clothed Marietta.

"We're running behind schedule, the rest of the team will be here soon. Let's get on with it." she said nervously. Harry was in a state of total confusion, did Marietta have a twin sister? And wouldn't he have noticed her in school at some point? And what were they running behind schedule for anyway? And why wasn't she wearing any clothes? Harry never got a chance to find out.

Marietta's POV:

"Obliviate!" screamed Marietta, as she zapped Harry with the memory charm, and he froze his mind empty for that moment. Marietta smiled. "Now, Potter, your going to tell me everything I want to know, beginning with how you knew about me sneaking out at night." She said maliciously. The other Marietta gave her a worried look.

"No, Marietta. There isn't any time, just erase his memory of what happened here so you can go before people start arriving." The other Marietta said. Marietta frowned.

"Oh... alright. Potter you will have no memory of anything that happened after you opened the changing room door. Understand?" Marietta asked frustrated. Harry under the hypnotic effect of the memory charm shook his head, in unwilling agreement. Merritta smiled. "Good! Now love, do what you have to now." She said happily. The nude Marietta pointed her finger at Harry and a silvery string came out of her finger and stuck in Harry's head. After a few seconds, Harry fell down unconscious. The nude Marietta started to remove his clothes, but Marietta stopped her. "No. I was able to get his Quidditch uniform. Use that. It's over there." She said pointing to the bench on the wall. "How long will he be out?" she asked. The nude Marietta melted to the floor in the shape of a clear blob, and after a few seconds reformed as Harry Potter, still nude. He moved over to the bench and put on the Quidditch uniform. It fit perfectly. Harry then turned to help Marietta with the unconscious image of himself. And together they moved the body to an out of the way corner. Marietta walked over to another corner, and pulled the invisibility cloak from over the cage containing the real Miss Norris, who was fast asleep. She then crossed back over to the spot where Harry was, and covered his body with it. Harry disappeared underneath the cloak. Marietta looked up at the imposter Harry, and inquired how much time they had before he woke up on his own. An hour and a half, maybe two, came the reply.

"Then you know what you have to do don't you?" Marietta asked. Harry gave her an annoyed look.

"Of course, we've only been over it a hundred times. No leave, before someone sees you." Marietta said her good bye and started out the door.

"Wait!" said the fake Harry. "No good luck kiss?" he asked. Marietta looked him over.

"Ha! While you're that mudblood? I should say not." She said. "Waite until you can become Semis Finnegan, and then we'll have some fun." She finished, and left in a run toward the castle, making it to the inner gate, as students were filing out of their final classes. She moved toward the great hall, past Ron Weasley and Luna Lovegood who were walking arm in arm together. Finally Marietta sat down beside Danielle Forester exhausted after her preparations. Danielle looked at her.

"Is everything set Marietta?" Danielle asked. Marietta nodded, and pulled a plate full of cherry pie toward her. Danielle leaned in closer. "Do you really think that it will work?" she asked. Marietta gulped down a spoon full of the pie, before she answered.

"Well, we'll know soon enough wont' we. Just keep your ears open for news, especially from the Hufflepuff table.

Harry's POV:

"Harry, wake up! Wake up!" Ron said nervously. Harry slowly opened his eyes. What… where am I?" Harry asked in a stupor.

"Your in big trouble, that's where you are!" shouted Katie Bell. "What were you thinking?" Do you want to get expelled? Do you want to get some one killed?" she demanded in an angry tone. Harry's face was blank.

"What are you talking about?" Harry was coming out of his daze. Ron looked at him very concerned.

"Harry, why did you do that to that poor Miggins girl? You could have really hurt her!" Ron finished. Harry looked around bewildered.

"What are you all talking about?" Harry said. Suddenly the door to the changing room snapped open, and Emit Walsh, and two of his team mates, and boy and a girl rushed in the room, Walsh was holding his wand at the ready and his team mates were holding their Quidditch bats in threatening postures. Walsh spotted Harry on the floor, and started screaming.

"What the hell do you think you're playing at Potter? Is this your idea of taking it easy on someone? You think that knocking someone off their broom like that is funny? Well I'm going to show you funny." Walsh screamed at the top of his lungs, as a few of Harry's teammates blocked Walsh and his beaters from getting to him. Ron put his hands up to stop him from zapping Harry.

"Now, now Walsh, look, were sorry about what happened. Really! It was all a mistake." Ron said sincerely apologetic. Walsh looked as if he was going to tear into Ron at any moment.
"Some mistake. It was only supposed to be a bloody practice game. You bastards must want that cup pretty bad to stoop this low. Well it's not going to happen! I'm going strait to my head of house about this, and I'm sure she'll be having a word with the head master. Each of the Gryffindors was apologizing for Harry's actions, as well as their own, but Harry thought that he had only just arrived at the pitch; he was still in his school uniform.

"What did I do? What am I being accused of?" Harry pleaded nervously. Walsh looked at him with a hateful rage, still trying to push past Ron, who was trying to calm him down.

"Don't give me any of that Potter, you know bloody well what you did!" he said. Walsh then looked around at all the other Gryffindors as well. "All of you should be ashamed of yourselves. Is this the way you intend to play the game from now on?" He asked rhetorically. "Fine! From now on it's like Potter says… Quidditch is a tough sport! If you can't take it maybe, you shouldn't be playing. Well, we shall see how you lot like it when you're the ones on the receiving end of such abuse." Walsh then looked at Harry, and pointed an accusing finger at him. "And if I ever get the chance Potter, I'll deal with you personally." He finished. Harry was still in shock.

"Look Walsh… I, I haven't even played Quidditch today. I never said that." Harry said as he looked himself over. "Look! I'm still in my school Uniform. How could I have played in this?" Ginny walked over behind Harry, and picked up his Quidditch uniform.

"You did get changed rather fast Harry. You were only in here for a few minutes. Are you telling us that you have no memory of what just happened outside?" Ginny asked. Harry looked at her sincerely. "Honestly, I must have past out. I don't know what anyone's talking about. I haven't played Quidditch today!" Harry shouted.

"Look Walsh, this has all been a terrible mistake. Harry, apologize to Walsh." Ron said. Harry's jaw dropped.

"Apologize… for what? I don't even know what I'm being accused of!" Harry said. Walsh and his beaters again tried to push their way through the Gryffindor team, but were held back.

"Don't try and play the slippery eel with me Potter, you're just worried about getting into trouble now that you and your team have taken things to far. Well rest assured that the next time we play were going to be using the playbook. And I wouldn't give a rat's arse if you did say you were sorry. After today I don't want to see your face until the official match. Come on guys," Walsh said in anger, as he and his beaters headed out the door. Harry was very upset, but wanted to ask Walsh what had happened.

"Walsh?" Harry shouted, as he started towards the door. Walsh turned around, and took a deep breath.

"You know Potter, it's really sad. I thought you were a nice guy, and I really thought that you were a great hero for what you did at the Ministry last year. But looking at you now, I wonder if the papers weren't right the first time. I wouldn't have expected this type of behavior from a Slytheren." Walsh finished, and left the room flanked by his beaters. Harry feeling numb sat on the grass.

"Where are they going?" He asked. A few of his team mates just shook their heads and left as well. Katie Bell looked at Harry with pity.

"I expect that there going to visit Miss Miggins in hospital. You mite want to stay clear of Hufflepuff's for a while. And I think that you need to see our Professor McGonagall before Walsh sees Professor Sprout. It will be better if you have a chance to explain your side of the story first." Katie said. Harry felt he was going to vomit. He looked up at Katie.

"I don't even know what my side of the story is!" He said, as Ron helped him up off the ground.

"Harry you have to promise me that you're serious about not remembering anything." Ron said in the most serious tone. Harry nodded.

"I am serious! I don't remember anything Ron. It's as if I'm missing the time since when I arrived, and now." He said. Ron nodded.

"Okay, let's go see Professor McGonagall. I'll explain everything on the way there." Ron finished.