Harry Potter had just scene the weirdest thing he was probably ever going to see. Draco Malfoy sat in front of him, wearing absolutely nothing but a pair of vibrant pink boxers holding in his hands, yes, Harry reassured himself, it wasn't just an optical illusion, a sock. But not just any sock, no of course not. A red sock, with the knitting needles still attached.

Yes, Draco Malfoy, the Heir to the Malfoy dynasty was sitting in the middle of the Entrance Hall knitting a sock. Harry rubbed his eyes under his glasses and looked again, but nope, he was still there. He then pulled off his glasses and wiped them hurriedly on his robes. He placed them back on his nose and looked again. He shook his head in confusion. The blonde was still there and was currently completing a small 'G' on the top of the sock in gold.

He still hadn't noticed Harry, or if he had he still hadn't looked up. Draco sighed as he finished the sock. He was out of yarn. Poo. He looked up at Harry, who was in the process of pinching himself to check if he was dreaming or not, as he pulled the sock onto one bare foot.

"Oh, hullo Harry," he said happily, ginning at the stunned brunette. "Like my sock?"

"I...What? Malfoy are you ok?" Harry asked. He was very confused. First he finds Draco sitting on the floor knitting what could only be called a Gryffindor sock, in PINK boxers no less. Then Malfoy goes and calls him by his first name, which was very disconcerting, never mind the fact that he was grinning at him like an idiot. All of this was making Harry quite nervous to say the least.

"I'm good. Goood. God. Dog. Doggie. I like doggies. Do you?" Draco tilted his head to the side, waiting for a reply. The grin never left his face. Harry watched him with an ever growing morbid curiosity.

"Malfoy are you drunk?" he asked incredibly. This was just too weird.

"Hm? Drunk? Hm...hm..humm....hummmhummm," Draco giggled madly as he buzzed his lips, still sitting on the floor.

"Malfoy!" Said personnel looked up, still giggling.

"Drunk? Maybe...I don't know. Would beer...beer, what a silllllly muggle name...do that?" as he asked he attempted to stand, but failed miserably, landing on his butt once more. Harry groaned.

"How much did you drink?" he asked shaking his head, watching Draco attempt to stand once more. He caught him as he stumbled, again, to the floor.

"Hm. Los. Los an' los. It tasted funny, but it made everything fuzzy and funny." Harry graned again, holding up the heavy, drunk Slytherin. Suddenly Draco pulled himself out of Harry's hold and ran towards the door.

"Malfoy!" he yelled, running after the half naked blonde. As he ran he wondered to himself. Why was he helping, or attempting to help, Malfoy? His ENEMY. He sighed. Sometimes it was a burden being the good guy.

Draco was headed strait to the lake. Harry sped up. If Draco fell in...he watched in shock as Draco seemed to trip over something as he ran down the hill and began to roll. Harry continued to run down after the pink blob rolling in front of him.

"WEEEEEE!" he heard the blob scream as it continued to roll. Both wizards came to a stop at the bottom of the hill. Harry collapsed beside the once again giggling Draco. He sat up as he heard a voice call to him.

"Oi, Harrrrry!" He looked up and saw Ron not five feet away. Well, there was a blessing in disguise. He had been looking for him when he met up with Malfoy in the Entrance hall.

"Hey Ron. I was looking for you."

"Looking for me. Looking for de, looking for duck. Oh look DUCK!" Harry frowned. What...Draco sat up sharply.

"Duck? Where?" The red head pointed to the middle of the lake, where the small creature floated. Harry's confusion only grew as both of the other people there stood up and began creaping towards the beach.

Suddenly both let out loud bursts of noise, Harry guessed they were supposed to be war cry as ran beeline towards the duck.

"What the...Ron?"

"DUCK!"

"My DUCK!" shouted Draco.

"No, my duck," Ron said stopping waist deep in the water, turning towards his blonde counterpart.

"My duck."

"My duck."

"My duck."

"My duck."

"My duck."

"My duck." Harry stood on the beach and watched his best friend and enemy arguing over a feathered creature. The poor thing had no clue about what was happening. Harry's thoughts were broken as a brown haired person zoomed past him.

"DUCK!!!!"

"What the hell...HERMIONE?" Harry yelled in confusion as she ran out to the end of the dock and dived off, paddling desperately towards the mallard. "Has the WHOLE CASTLE GONE MAD?" he yelled. Draco and Ron looked up from there argument at the scream from the beach. The suddenly noticed the other figure heading out towards the duck in question.

"She's going to steal our DUCK!" shrieked Draco, running after her.

"My Duck!" Draco stopped to glare at Ron.

"My duck."

"My duck."

"My duck."

"My duck." Harry groaned abandoning all sensible thought. It couldn't get any weirder.

"OH NO," he whispered as he realized what he had just said. He spun in the direction of the castle as he heard music flouting towards him. He had truly jinxed himself he realized. For there was the entire school faculty, in what appeared to be a very long conga line. He blinked before sitting down hard in the sand.

The conga line moved closer. It was led by none other then Albus Dumbledore. Suddenly the music changed and the whole group began bouncing to the poppy musical intro. Suddenly Snape stepped forward to the front of the bopping group. Harry watched in mute horror as the potions teacher opened his mouth.

I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world

Life in plastic, it's fantastic

You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere

Imagination, life is your creation

Harry sat paralyzed in the sand as his most hated professor sand out the lyrics in a high squeaky soprano.

Come on, Barbie, let's go party

I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world

Life in plastic, it's fantastic

You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere

Imagination, life is your creation

I'm a blonde single girl in the fantasy world

Dress me up, take your time, I'm your dollie

Suddenly Mcgonigal cut in, shakin' her booty and singing loudly.

You're my doll, rock and roll, feel the glamour and pain

Kiss me here, touch me there, hanky-panky

Snape took over once again belting out the song.

You can touch, you can play

You can say I'm always yours, oooh whoa

I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world

Life in plastic, it's fantastic

You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere

Imagination, life is your creation

"
Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah
Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh
Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah
Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh ," the entire faculty sang as Snape did a dance solo directly in front of Harry, before once again taking over the song.

Make me walk, make me talk, do whatever you please

I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees

Come jump in, be my friend, let us do it again

Hit the town, fool around, let's go party

You can touch, you can play

You can say I'm always yours

You can touch, you can play

You can say I'm always yours

Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah

Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh

Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah

Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh

I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world

Life in plastic, it's fantastic

You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere

Imagination, life is your creation

I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world

Life in plastic, it's fantastic

You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere

Imagination, life is your creation

Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah

Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh...
The song trailed off as the faculty danced away heading towards Hagrid's hut.

Harry fell back into the san and lay there staring at the...he sighed nothing could faze him after that, purple sky. He turned his head slowly as a voice chirped beside his ear.

"Hi!"

"Hullo."

"How do you like my story?" Harry continued to look at her blankly.

"Your story?"

"Sure, I wrote it. I'm Aevum, the author," she said cheerfully. "It's pretty good if I do say so myself. I'm sure I'll get lots of reviews for it!" She turned towards the reader, yes that's you, and winked.

"Wait," Harry said, blinking, "You mean to say that YOU made all of this happen?"

"Yup. Hm. Draco really is cute, yum," she said turning towards the lake with a sly smile.

"YOU, you wrote this? You made this happen?"

"Yeah, I though we went through this alr...Harry?" she let out a squeak as Harry's eyes suddenly contained a murderous glint. "Harry?" She rose, another squeak escaping, and she ran away from Harry who was now hell-bent on hurting the creature who had put him though all this.

"Ok, I'm SORRY! I'll change it back!" She continued running as she pulled out a pad of paper. She quickly scribbled, And all of a sudden, everything was normal.

And all of a sudden everything was normal. The teachers were back inside there classrooms, Draco and Ron were beating each other up on the front lawn. Hermione sat just a few feet away with he nose in a book about astrophysics, and Harry stopped running and glared at the sky.

"If you EVER do that again, I swear you'll regret it." Aevum sat behind her computer screen and sighed in relief.

"OK, I'll be good...until the next story..." BWAHAHAHA
Ok guys. Pretty bad huh? Oh well, teaches me for drinking coke while reading HP fanfics. Well I hope you can forgive me, and the best way to do that is REVIEW!! Yeah! Review! Tell me if you want a sequel. Til next time,

Aevum