"Intriguing, isn't it?" Professor Lupin asks as the class faces a cabniet rocking back and forth. "Would anyone like to venture a guess......as to what is inside?"

"That's a boggart, that is," Dean Thomas answers.

"Very good, Mr. Thomas," Professor Lupin says as he sweeps around to the front of the class, "Now, can anybody tell me what a boggart looks like?"

"No one knows," Hermione says appearing beside Ron out of no where. 

"When did she get here?" Ron asks looking over at Harry and I. I shrug. I had no idea. I thought I would have noticed her before. 

"Boggarts are shape-shifters. They take the shape of whatever a person fears the most," Hermione says, "That's what makes them so..."

"So terrifying, yes, yes, yes..." Professor Lupin says, "Luckily, a very simple charm exists to repel a boggart. Let's practice it now. Without wands, please. After me. Riddikulus!" The cabniet rocking harshly.

"Riddikulus!" The class chants.

"Very good," Professor Lupin says, "A little louder and very clear. Listen: Riddikulus!" 

"Riddikulus!" We repeat.

"This class is ridiculous," Draco says.

"You faking that injury is ridiculous," I shot back. Harry high fives me and I look over at Draco who clearly wasn't amused.

"Very good," Professor Lupin says to the class, "So much for the easy part. You see, the incantation alone is not enough. What really finishes a boggart is laughter. You need to force it to assume a shape you find truly amusing. Let me explain. Neville, would you join me, please?" Neville looks around as if someone else with the name Neville was going to walk up.

"Come on Neville. It'll be fine," I assure.

"Come on, don't be shy. Come on. Come on," Professor Lupin says. Neville reluctantly walks forward to face the professor.  "Hello. Neville, what frightens you most of all?" He mumbles something in fear but no one heard it. "Sorry?"

"Professor Snape," Neville repeats. We all chuckle. That honestly was almost as bad as Ron's stupid deathly fear of spiders.

"Professor Snape. Yes, frightens all," Lupin says stiffling back a laugh, "You live with your grandmother."

"I don't want it to turn into her, either," Neville says causing us to laugh again.

"No......it won't. I want you to picture her clothes. Only her clothes, very clearly, in your mind," Lupin says. 

"She carries a red handbag..." Neville starts.

"We don't need to hear. As long as you see it, we'll see it. Now, when I open that wardrobe... ...here's what I want you to do," Lupin says then leans in to whisper directions to Neville, " Excuse me."Wand at the ready. One, two, three." The door opens slowly revealing Professor Snape. He approaches Neville slowly.

"Riddikulus!" Neville shouts. Snape soon is covered in women's clothing. We all laugh as it just stands their awkwardly.

"Wonderful, Neville, wonderful! Incredible! Okay......to the back, Neville. Everyone, form a line... Form a line! I want everyone to picture the thing they fear the very most....and turn it into something funny," Professor Lupin says. He turns on some carniaval music and I get behind Harry. Wondering how to make my fear funny. It didn't seem easy.

"Harry," I mumble.

"Yeah Y/n?" He asks.

"What if my fear isn't funny?" I ask, "like every way I picture it. Its not funny."

"What are you afraid off?" He asks.

"Next! Ron!" Lupin yells, "Concentrate. Face your fear. Be brave! Wand at the ready, Ron." The figure turns into a large spider. Ron whimpers at the large spider.

"Riddikulus!" He says. Soon its sliding and falling. Roller skates on each leg. We all laugh at the sight. It was truly ridiculous.

"Yes! You see? Very good, very good! Marvelous! Absolutely, very, very enjoyable! Parvati! Next!" Lupin yells. Ron high fives us all as he walks to the back.  "Show us what you see. Keep your nerve. Steady." The boggart turns into a large snake. Good thing she wasn't a slytherin.

"Riddikulus!" She yells. It turns into a clown rocking back and forth.

"And next! Step up, step up! Wonderful, wonderful!" Lupin says. Harry steps up fast grinning. The clown rocks. Again and again not changing. Until its iris' shrink. Then starts to transform. Before anything more could happen Lupin runs in front of him. The boggart immendateitly turns into the moon. Our professor was afraid of the moon? Bloody hell. What a chicken. "Riddikulus!" Lupin yells. The moon deflates like a balloon lands back in the open cabinet. "Right. Sorry about that. That's enough for today. Collect your books from the back. That's the end of the lesson. Thank you! Sorry!" Lupin yells. I walk up to Harry and place a hand on his shoulder. 

"You okay?" I ask him. He simply nods.

******

"Remember, these visits to Hogsmeade village are a privilege. Should your behavior reflect poorly on the school......that privilege shall not be extended again," McGonagall says. Harry runs up to McGonagall who stops him quickly, "No permission form signed, no visiting the village. That's the rule, Potter."

"Those with permission, follow me. Those without, stay put," Filch says.  Draco approaches me with a smirk. 

"Care to join me?" He asks.

"Depends," I say.

"On what?" He asks.

"Are you going to have your fan club?" I ask harshly. His smirk only grows.

"You jealous Cultven?" He asks. Already knowing the answer.

"No," I lie.

"You are," He says.

"So?" I ask.

"It's just ammusing," He teases.

"Whatever," I say starting to walk away we I hear him again.

"Oh come on Cultven," He says, "it'll be you and me. Maybe Crabbe and Goyle if they find us."

"Fine," I huff. He grabs my hand and leads me down the path. From shop to shop it was actually pretty fun. Even when his goons found us. 

******

"Honeyduke's Sweetshop is brilliant," Ron explains to Harry, "but nothing beats Zonko's Joke Shop. We never got to go to the Shrieking Shack. You heard it's the most... Haunted building in Britain."

"Yeah I know," Harry cuts in.

"What did you do Y/n?" Hermione asks. Harry looks at me then them.

"You weren't with them?" He asks.

"No I went with Draco," I admit. I was walking back with them to their common room. Hermione had some curse book she was lending to me. So she just lead me up to the common room. We approach a large crowd blocking the entrance to the Gryffindor common room.

"What's going on?" Harry asks.

"Probably Neville forgot the password again," Ron as we approach a loud crowd gathered in front of the painting to get into the Gryffindor common room. 

"Hey," Neville says defensively.

"Oh, you're there,"  Ron says looking at Neville.

"Let me through, please. Excuse me! I'm Head Boy! Get back, all of you!" Percy yells at the crowd, "No one is to enter this dormitory until it's been searched." Ginny runs up to us.

"The Fat Lady! She's gone!" She exclaims. A gap grows through the crowd the reveal claw marks across her painting.

"Serves her right. She was a terrible singer," Ron says. I smack his arm. All around us the painting were flipping out. 

"It's not funny, Ron," Hermione says.

"Keep calm, everyone. Break into fours," Percy says, "Slytherins! Ravenclaws! Back to your common room." I look at the three who roll their eyes.

"Stay," Harry says, "you're an honorary Gryffindor." I smile at him and keep close to them as the other houses leave the scene.

"Be quiet Make way. The headmaster's here!" Percy yells as Dumbledore moves through the crowd. "Come on, move. You heard. Move!"

"Mr. Filch? Round up the ghosts. Tell them to search every painting in the castle to find the Fat Lady," Dumbledore says to Filch. 

"There's no need for ghosts, professor. The Fat Lady's there," Filch says pointing to a painting upstairs. We all start to run up the stair case.

"Mind where you're going! Slow down! You listen! I'm Head Boy!" Percy yells.

"Percy I like you and all but no one's listening," I tell him as I walk past.

"Come back here!" He keeps yelling then sighs, "or keep moving." We get to a new painting. It had hippos in it. Along with a very obviously out of place Fat Lady.

"Dear lady, who did this to you?" Dumbledore asks her.

"Eyes like the devil, he's got," She says in fear, "and a soul as dark as his name. It's him, headmaster. The one they all talk about. He's here, somewhere in the castle! Sirius Black!"