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Chapter 7: Sweet Dreams

A/N: Hey Chickens! This chappie is super long, which is part of the reason why it's taken me so long to update, another part of the reason is that I had a good chunk of this chapter all ready pre-written, But big suprise... I lost them. So yeah. Hope you enjoy.

Chapter 7: Sweet Dreams

Dumbledore dismissed us soon, and all the students began to hurry out of the hall, eager to get to their common rooms. I lingered a bit behind. “Hey? What you doing?” Kevin said with a frown, confused as to why I wasn’t following them. “You coming or what?” he said, beckoning me with a wave of his hand. I shook my head with a frown.

“I’m not sleeping with you guys. My friends and I were given another place to stay… but we don’t know where yet. We don’t sleep with our houses ‘cause there wasn’t enough beds.” I explained with a shrug. They all nodded, understanding. “Well, I guess we’ll see you tomorrow then.” Hamish said with a friendly smile. “Yeah, see you then!” I said, waving as they disappeared into the crowd.

I sensed rather than felt Alice appear beside me. “Who were they?” she asked curiously, looping her arm through mine. “Some kids in my house. They’re nice blokes” I mused, watching the crowd recede. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her shrug. “Cool.” She said rather off-hand. Colin appeared on my other side. “I’m not sure where the others went.” He said rather seriously, pushing his glasses father up his nose.

“We’ll find them eventually” I pointed out, my mothering instincts kicking in. “Come on Chickens, let’s go see the wizard!” I said with a cheeky grin. Alice laughed and we began to skip through the large double doors to the great hall. “We’re off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of Oz. You'll find he is a whiz of a Wiz! If ever a Wiz! There was. If ever oh ever a Wiz! There was The Wizard of Oz is one because. Because, because, because, because, because. Because of the wonderful things he does. We're off to see the Wizard. The Wonderful Wizard of Oz” we sung, skipping down the corridors, Colin hot on our heels.

In a fit of giggles and a few more renditions of the song, we stopped stoically in front of a rather large looking gargoyle. “Whoa!” Alice breathed, her eyes huge with amazement. “THAT IS SO FREAKIN’ AWESOME!” She said, running up to the statue and trying to figure out how to get into Dumbledore’s office. I looked over at Colin amused, and he struggled not to laugh as he folded away the crude map that Dumbledore had given us to show us where the basic things were; like his office. “Do you think we should tell her?” He asked, one eyebrow rose. I considered it for a moment, looking at her entertained. She tumbled off the large gargoyle’s claw and landed with a thump on her butt. I chuckled and looked over at Colin and shook my head “Nope!”

We both laughed and looked on as she tacked the gargoyle in every way she could think of and couldn’t succeed in moving it or remembering that she needed a password for the magical staircase to appear. Being the biggest Harry Potter buff out of all of us, you would have thought she would have remembered… But apparently not.

After a few moments, we realised that Dumbledore was probably waiting for us. After Alice had landed in a heap from her last attempt and was picking herself up and dusting off her once pristine robes I called, “Liquorice vampire bats” and sure enough, the gargoyle came to life, threw us an annoyed look and leapt out of the way, revealing the stair case.