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'As the attacks and killings grow, Potter will feel like he needs to be a hero again. To avenge his dear Head Master, but as our force strenthens he doesn't stand a chance. One boy cannot simply stand up to the Dark Lord like they think he can, but regardless of what the mindless Death Eaters think, the Dark Lord cannot beat Potter alone,' Mei thought as she read through the deaths, brushing her short black, orange hair out of her brown eyes.

"I was merely suggesting that I in fact do know something better. Much better... That is, if you are interested. By all means stay and continue chuckling over your Daily Prophet if you wish," she told them simply enough but the features on her pale face were full of mischief. "I call it, hurting Gryffindors and Co," her plump red lips curled into a grin. "Since I'll be graduating at the end of this year it might just be time to pass on my knowledge. Are you in?"

"Did I just hear plans of torture to St. Potter and whiny followers?" Mei asked, turning around and letting her paper fall to the floor.

"If someone asks me if I am Cho Chang one more time I think I may kill someone with a blunt axe, giving the Gryffindorks another fine ghost. May I join you? I need a bit of fun before I get sent off to join Baba after graduating," Mei asked, but just stated the last bit, a slightly evil grin forming on her pale lips.

Michael looked at the book with wonderment. "I have an invisibility cloak..." He said with a slight snicker. "If anyone here would care to use it for such a happy cause, I would gladly lend it to them," he grinned maliciously as he spoke.

"It's got spells for all of that. And it seemed to pass into the castle nicely, nobody knows that I have it but us. And to everybody else it'll just appear as a usual textbook." Nanie glanced over at Michael, "I wouldn't mind borrowing that cloak, if you'd let me, for a bit. I'm sure I could give the Gryffindors some hell then."

A quick step, announced Evi's entrance before she even entered the commonroom. She was not entering from the dormroom, but from the dungeon instead. She wrinkled her nose in effort to make her glasses position on her face correctly and when her nose still bothered her she took the effort to actually reach up and adjust them. Really she could pass to be a ravenclaw by looks, but she was never as smart as any of them, and found that simply annoying. Her brownish red hair shined oddly. About two summers ago when she was a 3rd year she had tried to dye her hair with muggle dye. It worked, but it would never come out, no matter what spells they used to make her hair natural again. The only way was to use a spell to change her hair color, so she left it as it was.

She looked from her housemates to the floor. Never having got along with them, her face held a blank look instead of a enlightented one. She always perfered to work alone, no matter what the consequences, and the didn't mind her not joining her. "I'll just be going to the dorm," she said hoping they would let her be, but if they did it was rare. They always seemed to think that she didn't have any house spirit, and thats why she seperated herself, and she could never explain that it was because she worked by herself, not with others. She began to moved through the middle of the room to get to the stairs on the opposite side.