It was an ordinary evening in Hogwarts. Every student was filling up the halls. Ron, Harry, and Hermione were hanging out in the Gryffindor tower. Since it was the weekend they had no lessons. But Hermione still tried to get them to study. Hermione, this isn’t fair, it's the weekend! Ron whined. That doesn’t mean we quit our work. Hermione replied. Harry always watched them fight like this but it never seemed to get boring. I’m going out for a bit. Harry told them. Yet they didn’t stop fighting. Harry headed down to the kitchen. On the counter, he found a little bottle of red liquid. Harry looked around. It wouldn’t hurt to try right? He asked himself. He took the cork off of the top of the bottle and put it up to his mouth. Next thing he knew he was on the ground coughing as the potion hit him fast. The potion was so strong it caused Harry to pass out.          

The next thing he heard was Draco Malfoy’s voice as he was laughing. Harry still felt really dizzy. Oh, look, Potter's woken up from his beauty sleep! CLIFFHANGER!