"Well, that's what you were doing, and I tell it like it is...and who are you calling attention seeking?" Ron had expected something like this from Nott sooner or later. "If you didn't want all the attention, maybe you shouldn't have been up there late at night screaming about a monster, and then back out of it. What are you trying to hide, anyway? Perhaps you're the liar, since you won't give the Aurors a straight answer."

The Auror that had been questioning Ron got to his feet to stop Nott from advancing through the crowd, but there was still a considerable distance to cover...

"Oi, watch it," Gideon said lazily as Nott plowed into him, attempting to push him aside. He swiftly stuck his hand into the Slytherin's pocket and pulled out something long and wooden, which he slid up his sleeve and out of sight as Theodore Nott passed him and started yelling at the red-haired Gryffindor prefect. Nobody noticed, primarily because they were either watching Ron or Theodore, and Nott himself was too furious to have felt his wand part company with his robes. Gideon chuckled to himself, feeling that the situation just got a whole lot more interesting, then busied himself trying to fight for his space in the crowd.

Nott glared fullheartedly, "I. Was. Not. There!" he said. "I can't believe you are abck to that silly story, Weasley, I saw no monster and I never said I saw it! So if you saw this person screaming about a monster, I can assure you it was not me."

(ooc: so you know, I will take the character of Dumbledore from now on^^)

"I think that's enough Mr Nott," said a stern voice and upon looking up Theodore saw the face of one weary Headmater Dumbledore. The Headmaster didn't pray his eyes off him until he arrived the centre of the room and called for everyone's attention, helding both hands up over his head.

"Now attention please," he called. The appearance of the Headmaster did its trick quite nicely shutting everyone up. "I understand it is not common occurrence to have Ministry Workers over the place, but let's behave like gentlemen and ladies each and, as it is said, "clear up" for the Aurors to do their job. Now, I am guessing most of you are missing supper so let's head to the Great Hall for breakfast as I am sure most of you need it - Oh, Fudge if you allow me I will take the children now as I asume you are done with them - Now, now, don't push, there's no need."

Without allowing Fudge to have a said on it, Dumbledore lead the way to the Great Hall with all (or at least most) of the student body following behind.

It was no suprise. After all, Fudge's authority had gone poor and low as well as the number of voters for his next campaign since the Not-Voldemort-Here fiasco. Even the Aurors seemed to be ignoring him.

Ron wasn't about to let Nott weasel out of the situation that easily (pardon the choice of words), even though he wanted quite badly to leave so he could have a decent breakfast before classes began. If either Harry or Hermione had been around, they would have been able to stop Ron from going too far...but as it was, neither seemed to be in sight. The Gryffindor prefect walked straight up to Nott, so that he was looking down on the boy.

"You're hiding something, aren't you? There's something about this monster you don't want anyone to know...oh, let me guess, it's got something to with You-Know-Who, and you want to save your own skin. Well, that's not going to happen, is it, with the Ministry around. By the way," Ron cast a glance around the Slytherin Commons, "I don't see any of your mates around. What happened to them, got eaten up by the beastie?"

(ooc: ok people, must appologize, I want to let you know that I am still here but I won't be able to post until tomorrow - and idioticy of my part. I am stil winded there are so little people here... )


Nott was about to shout his heart at Ron for that disgraceful like of attitude when Asric, to his surprise, stood for him. He razoned he had better things that wasting time with Gryffindors who tried to play detective, as a Slytherin he had to take care of much more important things. The Dark Lord, yeah, like this was something the Slytherins would seek. He started to make his way to the Great Hall, feeling like there was something missing and especially... as if his body felt lighters...

Ron glared at Nott's retreating form before relaxing. He nodded to Tinny. "Yeah...I suppose he isn't worth it anyway..." he glanced back at the Aurors. "They didn't say which Slytherin has gone missing, did they?"

Ron walked with Tinny towards the Great Hall, still musing this over to himself. I hope it's Malfoy, the stupid little git, it would serve him right...

Gideon hung around the Sytherin Commons a little while longer to subtily drop Nott's wand and kicked it underneath one of the sofas. Whistling to himself in an amused manner, he headed towards the Great Hall, where he was sure a lot of gossiping was happening right now. This was definately the start of something interesting...or interestingly wicked. Gideon broke out into a little song as he walked down the corridor, ignored by the clusters of other students.

"By the prickin' of my thumbs, somethin' wicked this way comes..."

astrid walked to the great hall with theo. "well yea i think its draco...i mean hes usually the first up. i havent seen him yet today and i've seen everyone else. so its obviously him.wonder what happend." she rubbed her arm. it was stinging like it was cut.she stopped and pulled back her trench coat. she saw a 6 inch long gash in her arm. must have got scratched by that thing when it flew at me...she thought. she pulled her coat back on and continued to walk.


in the great hall she saw the comotion at the slytherin table. girls crying,guys yelling,and teachers were atempting to calm a girl who was in hystarics down. she shook her head and sat down near the end of the table and watched the seen.

"Drat," Ron said as he sat down next to Hermione. "I was hoping something had happened to him...he would have deserved it anyway. I suppose you've heard about the ruckus those Aurors were making back in the Slytherin Common Room? Horrible--the guy who had me wouldn't let me get a decent break until Dumbledore stepped in."

Ron began helping himself to bacon and eggs eagerly, ready to catch up with the appetite the previous night had left him with.

-.- Hehe...sorry I haven't yet posted here... I play Hermione, so I will be a lot more active again... Really sorry...

Hermione had inherited her mum's habit of sensing danger. It wasn't as strong as her mum's was; Mrs. Granger could sit up in bed and know that Hermione was sick in the bathroom. But, in the pit of her stomach, Hermione had felt something, an icy feeling of dread. She'd been up still, Prefect Duties, of course, she was up often times much later than midnight, ushering all the students off to bed. And the icy feeling had then lined her stomach, drawing her from her bed.

She followd along the halls, feeling the slithery dread growing. It wasn't until before she entered the wide open door that the girl realized she was standing before the Slytherin Common Room. She walked in, carefully, unsure of if she should follow the feeling.

Entering, she found pandemonium.

Ministry Officials were buzzing around, pestering students. Students, not only Slytherins, milled around the room, talking of something. She weaved her way into the crowd and sought out a flash of red hair towering above everyone else. Ron! What was he doing here? She pushed her way through the students, working over to him. There was a demanding Ministry Officer speaking with him then, and she hung back, not wanting to interrupt.

A Slytherin made his way over and Hermione hung back even further. What in the name of Merlin was going on here! Dumbledore stood then, giving a speech, and that's when Hermione moved. Hermione left the room, needing to get away from the confusion. She followed a little third year to the Great Hall, where she was shortly joined by Ron.

"What's going on?" she asked in an urging voice.

Just taking up a role...correct me if I'm out of place.

Tinny scowled at the Headmaster's explanation of everything slightly when she remembered the noise that she had heard the night before in the hall and shoved a spoonful of tomato soup roughly into her mouth, feeling as though the man had actually been calling her crazy to her face with his actions and nicely-placed cover-up. After a few moments of silent fuming, she looked up just as Dumbledore was glancing in her direction and locked eyes with the man, who appeared to be trying to make eye contact. She dabbed at her mouth lightly with a napkin, adjusted her Head Girl badge slightly, excused herself, and walked in the direction of the professor.

"D'you...ehh...need something, sir?" she asked.

ooc: ah, yeah, I was meaning something less... never mind. No matter, I like to work with last minute things


"Ah, yes, Tinny, I believe I want to," the eldery headmaster said. "I was wondering if you could inform me of the reason which hold you up late pass cufey last night, and on a day when you had no prefect responsibilities, I have understood."

Ron raised his eyebrows in a 'don't you know?' fashion. "Draco went missing in the dead of night, and loads of Aurors came to figure out how and why. Seems as though it was a false alarm, which is a pity...hey, listen, I was out on Prefect duty last night and..." Ron proceeded to relate his tale and what he'd seen between bites and swallows of his breakfast, ending with, "Weird, isn't it? Too bad it didn't carry him off or something..."

ooc: For more information, read my previous posts. It shouldn't take too long