AN: *shakes head at silly readers* … Ok guys, sometimes I worry about you. You know that poll, well, half of you voted for Crabbe and Goyle. I hate to break it to you… but they're not a team… *shakes head and giggles* you people make me laugh!

This chapter was lovingly co written by tater22 (Taylor) from Fictionpress. Go there and look at her work. Please? :)

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-Katie4dragons

The House Unity Development Project

Chapter 19 – Peace and Quiet is Way Overrated

It was just another lovely day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The sun was shinning, the owls were chirping, and the thestrals were scaring the living daylights out of the poor little first years.

And once again, Sally-Anne was in the hospital wing. She had grown quite accustomed to the place, as she was here almost every day. She was prone to fainting, so Dean and Morag were constantly dragging her down here by her ankles.

Currently, she was not the only patient. Blaise was occupying the bed next to hers. He had been admitted earlier that day by his dear friend Draco Malfoy. Draco was very concerned by Blaise's mental state and believed the Hospital Wing was the best place for him to be.

Blaise was lying in his bed, staring at the ceiling, and talking to his hands. Somehow he had managed to place a spell on them so that they could return the conversation.

Sally-Anne was beginning to become concerned for her safety when the hands had started discussing possible ways to strangle people. Or more specifically, people in the bed next to theirs.

Suddenly, the doors were thrown wide open and five people stumbled into the room. The three females instantly headed for Blaise's bed and swarmed upon him like a pack of rabid bumblebees.

Blaise's hands instantly began attacking them, screaming obscenities. The girls then screamed bloody murder and Lavender began to beat the hands back with her purse.

The two boys who had arrived with the girls, however, walked over to see Sally-Anne.

"Hello Sally-Anne, how are you?" asked Dean.

"I'm next to him!" she said pointing over at Blaise, whose hands at this moment were currently attempting to rip out Lavender Brown's hair. "How do you think I am?"

"Wonderful?"

"No!" she shrieked, "I want him out! Out, out, out! He's driving me mad!"

All three of their heads turned to look at the crazy person next to Sally-Anne. The other two girls had escaped, but he was still managing to hold onto Lavender. She was in the process of trying to claw his eyes out.

Dean and Morag rushed over and managed to pull her free from Blaise's grip. Lavender gave one more scream and ran out of the Hospital Wing, trying desperately to cover up the newly-formed bald spots.

Blaise looked down at his hands, and seeing the wad of hair in them, promptly started shrieking. Dean and Morag lifted him up out of the bed and carried him into the hall after Lavender.

They turned back to Sally-Anne, clearly expecting to be thanked for getting rid of Blaise. Instead they were met with an anguished cry.

"What did you do?"

The two boys looked at each other, not comprehending what she was so upset about. Sally-Anne threw them a glare that could have killed even a basilisk. She pointed an accusing finger at the boys.

"You set a crazy person free! Do you know how many lives you've jeopardized?"

Dean and Morag's face suddenly turned white. Both raced out the doors, desperate to catch Blaise before he could harm anyone, or worse, himself.

Sally-Anne looked at the bed next to hers.

"Oh dear, this is not good."

…

Meanwhile in Crabbe and Goyle's Land of Wonders…

Crabbe and Goyle were in the library researching ways to trap ghosts.

We know, shocking.

We weren't even aware they could read.

Yet there they were.

"Crabbe?"

"Yes, Goyle?"

"I can't understand what this says."

"I think you're holding the book upside down."

"Oh."

To be continued…