Harry gaped at the four legendary people as they argued amongst themselves. It had all been an accident, really. He was in the abandoned classroom in order to practice some spells. He couldn't do it in the Room of Requirement, as Ron and Hermione were having some 'couple time' in there, and there was no way he was going to walk in on them doing that. Once was enough, thank you very much.

Anyway, he'd been practicing some spells (they were animation spells for Charms), when Fawkes had suddenly appeared holding the Sorting Hat. Of course, with Harry's life being the way it is, Fawkes appeared directly in the path of four different animation spells, all cast closely together. Naturally, the spells hit the Sorting Hat. Now, the Sorting Hat is a very complicated magical artefact. When the four spells hit it, they must have combined with the enchantments already on the Hat, causing a blinding white light and a wave of magic that threw Harry from his feet. And that leads us to now.

Harry sat, gaping, on the stone floor, staring up at the four legends.

"Honestly, Salazar, did you have to be so paranoid?" A blonde scolded, hands on hips, looking incredibly like Mrs Weasley.

The brunette huffed. "Yes, why did you charm my hat with those particular spells, Sal?"

The ravenhead scowled. "Godric, Rowena looked over all those spells with a fine toothed comb, and couldn't find anything wrong!"

The redheaded woman gasped. "Don't try to fob the blame off onto me, Salazar Hermes Slytherin!"

The door slammed open and Dumbledore, along with the Heads of Houses, rushed in, wands drawn. "WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!" Dumbledore roared. The four founders fell silent for a moment, before all started to talk to the Headmaster at the same time.

Harry whimpered, burying his face in his hands. "I am in so much trouble."

A hand fell on his shoulder. "Potter?"

Harry looked up at the snarl, and straight into the Potions Master's scowling face. He realised the room had fallen silent and the occupants were all staring at him. "Um, Professors, I can explain everything." He paused. "On second thoughts, no, I can't."

Salazar scowled. "Why not?"

Harry squeaked before his eyes rolled up in the back of his head, and he fainted.

Three legends turned to Salazar. "Now look what you've done!"

Salazar gaped. "Uhh…I can explain everything?"

AN: Hmmm. Well. What can I say? Oops? I really didn't mean for this to come out, I really didn't!