As they carted Amber off to the nurse's office, the students had been left in an ominous silence in the dimly lit hallway. Ajah burst into tears breaking the silence, and not long after, the murmurs broke out. The other cheerleaders had come back from the girls room and comforted Ajah, trying to get her to stop crying before she ruined her makeup.

After standing around where the scene took place, whispering and talking in confusion, the students where lead away as Ms. Ross ignored the protest from the other cheerleaders who strongly wanted to see Amber.

As soon as they where back in the comfort of Ms. Ross' classroom, questions from the cheerleaders started towards Ajah, fast like bullets in war. Everyone pretended to be caught up in their own conversation as they listened intently to Ajah's tearful answers.

"We where just walking back, talking about our big stunt." She cried. "She just froze in mid spot. I thought someone had electrocuted her, but she hadn't even twitched an inch." she wept, as an endless flow of tears mixed with black mascara trickled down her face.

"Then why would you think someone had electrocuted her?" Linda asked.

Realizing she had addressed one of the cheerleaders, she shrank back. They acted as if they hadn't heard her, but stared at Ajah expecting an answer to the obvious question.

"I thought she was electrocuted because...there had been... a light." she explained,knitting her eyebrows together as if trying to make sense of it. "It was like lighting, and then she was on the ground."

Ajah began to break into tears, and no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get any more information out of her.

This can't be happening.. Harry thought. His heart was beating so loud, almost like a hammer against cloth. He was sure all the muggle students could hear it, and would begin pointing fingers.

Ron's face had gone pale white aswell as Hermione's when they heard what Amber had seen, there where no doubts in their minds that wizards had been at work here.

"Are you guys alright?" Darren asked, seeing the panic streaked faces of his new-found friends.

"F-fine" Ron answered, faking a smile. Darren didn't look convinced, but just shook it off, figuring they where just shook up from the last hour.

"I hope they don't cancel the pep rally" Mike sighed, facing away from the group.

"Mike!" Linda scowled. "Is getting out of class all you care about? Amber could be really hurt!" she hissed.

"I'm aware of that captain obvious" Mike shot back. "But that doesn't change the fact that we have history next hour."

"hey guys..." Darren whispered. "Anyone else notice ho-"

Beep...

"Attention exchange students" A voice came all around the room.

Ron and a couple near by wizards gave a bit a of a jump.

"Ron.." Hermione sighed. "It's just an intercom."

"You are to report to a unschedualed meeting with your teachers.

You are to look at your map where your ...old school lessons were to take place." The voice from the intercom paused, as if not knowing what 'old school lessons' meant.

The Hogwarts' students caught on to the message, and intently waited for her to continue.

However, she did not continue right away. There was a peculiar pause before she continued to read the instructions. Her voice was all too confused when she read the last line.

"Bring no outsider to the room." She finished.

Beep...

The intercom turned off.

Bad choice of words. Harry though, as they received some confused looks from muggle students.

Harry, along with the rest of the fifth years stood up and gathered their stuff, but just before they could leave, there was a loud clank, almost like that of a pencil hitting the ground.

Harry turned his head slightly to find Neville scrambling to pick up a small wooden stick.

His wand Harry thought, panic rising. All of the other wizards had already left the room, except him and Neville. Harry looked around wildly ton see if anyone had been staring.

Harry let a small sigh of relief when he noticed none of the muggles had taken notice of slight incident. "Neville" he hissed. "Be more careful".

He swiftly rushed Neville out of the room after tucking the wand back in Neville's bag. before he could cause any more accidental damage, harry zipped the bag tightly.

What Harry had not noticed was a short dark-haired boy in the back corner of the room who had curiously watched the whole scene displayed in front of him.

The boy hadn't thought much of it at first, but the panic streaked look that had been on harry's face had made him a bit on edge.

What had been so important about that stick? The boy thought. Something about it looks familiar to me..