Sixth year is something that only comes around once. It's important, despite what any stress ridden fifth years or pretentious seventh years might say. It's a break, a breath of fresh air. But, it's still important. That's exactly what four friends thought when they climbed aboard the Hogwarts Express.
Time to Relax.
Were they ever wrong....
((Disclaimer: I am literally a huge HP fan, and this story is more for the entertainment of my friends than it is to be canonically correct. Like...yeah...trust me, if I've made a mistake, it was either on purpose for the sake of entertainment, or I simply thought to change it. Either way, I assure you, I am most likely away of any canon errors. Feel free to let me know, however, if you honestly think I should change it back. I'm a sucker for canon, so I may just agree with you.))