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The Bible and several other self help or enlightenment books cite the Seven Deadly Sins. They are: Pride, greed, lust, envy, wrath, sloth and gluttony. That pretty much covers everything that we do, that is sinful...or fun for that matter. Dave Mustaine.

It was a single hour before dawn break. Harry Potter was lying on his stomach, dreaming about absolutely nothing, when suddenly he sat bolt upright amongst the sheets, sniffing the air.

Extra training, preparing him for the dark times that were bound to come had done him good. His intuition had sharpened to a good sharp point, and right now, his intuition was telling him that there was smoke in the room.

Where there was smoke, there would be fire.

Harry got up quickly.

Running out of his room, he shouted, hearing echoing screams ringing off the walls of the castle. Students ran frantically around, some gathering in groups, others collapsing and sobbing in fear on the floor.

Classmates were pushed aside as Harry ran through the crowds, his hands seemingly searching for something. For what, he didn't know, but his feet continued running and his eyes continued hunting.

Out of the blue, a single figure called out to him, and in an instant, he was racing through the corridors after the enigma.

He didn't know why, all he knew, was that it was urgent.

He was just about to catch the escapee's sleeve when time seemed to slow down and stop. Nothing, moved, everything frozen in a superficial photograph of time.

Everything was still.

Then slowly, as if in a rewind of a muggle movie on tape, everything started to move backwards in an increasingly faster blur. Objects, people, all flew back to their places in a sickening amount of time.

The smoke, previously slow and creeping in it's invasion of the castle, receded as well, faster and faster, until everything was back in it's place.

And that, was when Harry's alarm clock decided to ring.

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