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Hello, this is the new chapter, although I didn't need to state the very obvious. I have a very, very important 6-page essay in English due next week that my grade depends on, but guess what? Yes, I'm doing this. Gosh, I really hate my procrastination side sometimes…

Enjoy and Review, pleaaase! I pleaded you already, yeesh.

Today's lineup: The Golden Trio! (setting is in DADA in 6th year)

Harry

Ron

Hermione

I feel dizzy.

Suck it up, then.

Merlin, Harry, you're so nice. I'm glad I chose your compartment the first day, mate.

I think it's very suprising that you're able to give off sarcastic vibes off of parchment, Ron. And by the way, you were the one looking for "the great Harry Potter".

And what a let-down that was. But seriously, I feel strange all of a sudden.

Maybe Lav-Lav slipped you a love potion.

Shut up! She did not.

Well, it's possible.

Hi, Hermione.

Yo. What do you want?

Thanks, those greetings make me feel like I'm loved.

What's with everyone and sarcasm today?

Harry, you were sarcastic all year last year.

Yeah, and broo—

Say it, I dare you.

Reverse psychology?

Reverse what-sits? And I'm still try to tell you lot that I don't feel well.

Well, don't ask Snape; he's going to think you (meaning we, generally) are up to something. Then he'll take off a hundred or so points and the whole school will shun you, not including the Slytherins, even if you were doing nothing wrong except snoop just a smidge and send away a dragon to Romania and then save everyone's bloody lives all when you burn a turban-wearing professor with your hands but still Dumbledore doesn't tell you what's really going on and just spouts vague answers and monologues that don't answer anything but that he ate an ear-wax jelly bean.

That's a run-on sentence, Harry. And if I recall, it was Professor McGonagall who took away the house points in first year, not Snape.

Someone's got issues.

I've got no issues, thanks.

…Riiiiight.

I don't! Anyway, just hold in your weird feeling till the end of class.

Yeah, okay.

Wait! We should at least attend to it now, even though the probably of it being a serious danger is really low, it won't hurt to double-check.

It's a feeling, not a bruise, Hermione!

Well, you never know. Maybe somehow you could have caught a fever or sickness.

I'm not sick! I just feel dizzy, that's all.

Ron! You're practically snoring in your seat! It's making you drowsy.

I'm dzziy, nto droysw.

What? Sorry, I don't speak troll. Try Goyle.

Ha. Quirel cn speka trlol, too.

See, Ronald? You can barely write legible letters! You have to tell Professor Snape.

No, he's a gienat bat bgguer.

I think he just called Snape a giant bat bugger. Quite original, really.

But, Ron is ill!

Alright, calm down, Hermione. I'm sure it isn't that bad.

Isn't that bad? HE IS SLIDING DOWN HIS SEAT.

Oops. aieetbw—

Okay, mate. How many lines have I written down? |||

Sixteuy fur.

Close. But, I think Hermione's right—

I always am.

—You're ill, somehow.

…

I didn't hear what he said from here. What did he say?

He said he either, "Count the flora and fauna" or "Don't really wanna".

It's the latter, Harry! We're not even in herbology class! Honestly, sometimes you can be really thick for the Boy-Who-Lived.

Thick? THICK? You're calling me THICK? Hermione—

Harry, keep your eye on Ron!

Bloody—

…

Is it me, or are his eyes rolling up?

Harry!

Alright, there's no need to panic.

There is if Professor Snape's going to see him like this.

Who cares what he thinks?

Harry, he is a teacher! There's a lot of things in where his opinion matters. And don't say that Dumbledore's loony to keep him as a DADA teacher; you know you trust Dumbledore, and in a stretch, you should trust Snape, too—

Hermione! Just find out what the bloody heck is wrong with Ron!

FINE.

…

He's…

Hermione, what is it? Did you forget the spell? If you can't do it, write down the spell and show it to me so I can do perform it on him. I'm much closer, anyway.

Harry.

What?

Harry, Ron is…

Ron is WHAT? Don't keep me in suspense, Hermione. Bloody—Language!—is this how you feel all the time when I do that?

To answer your first question, Ron has a wizards' fever. I don't remember what it's really called, but it's sort of like chicken pox for muggles. I think you only get it once, too. So this must be the first time Ron caught it. And to answer your last question, yes. Yes, it is.

He's sick? So he should go to Pomfrey. I think Snape would be able to tell if his own student is sick, right?

Golsrpsv.

Ignore that. I still don't know how he grasped that pen—but why is he all like this? Drowsy and all? Doesn't chicken pox only make you itchy?

It makes wizards sleep for a long time. I guess this is the second stage. The first having inflamed joints, causing the inability to control his muscles.

It causes people to… sleep? Bloody heck, I need to get this illness. Do you know how much I lost sleep thanks to Voldy-arse all the time?

Harry! Anyway, we've been making quite a fuss for a while now. I wonder why Professor Snape decided to ignore us.

Either he doesn't care or is torturing us by not letting us let Ron be inspected by Madame Pomfrey.

Oh. Well, the class is almost over in about 14 and 54 seconds, so I guess we'll be able to hold for a while.

Alright.

Okay.

D'you think Ron could spread it to Snape?

Blgradgdzs.

It's plausible.

This is stupid and short, I know.

Though, just an FYI that you should know, I don't plan out these things. I just go on my laptop and say to myself, "Okay, let's just get this torturous deed done with," and I start and just go with the flow. Honestly, this is a not planned thing. Though, on those rare occasions, I plan the gist of it during school when I'm supposed to be listening and imprint what I want to try out in my brain until I get home and type. That's the closest I get to planning out. T.T

Well, hope you liked it! Cause I didn't. Lol.

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P.S.—REVIEW, please! There are a lack of reviews in my boring day-to-day life, and I NEED YOUR HELP! (I honestly need to restrain myself from Caps Lock-ing, really.)

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