A/N: So. Long time, no see. I won't bore you with why I haven't posted in ah…eight or so months, but there was a black cat and a flood and cyclone and bush fire, and I had to save this little old lady… Yeah. Happy Reading.

Hari Maito was loud and loud and completely insane; not to mention a tad terrifying when he got into a highly emotional state, which was more often than anyone cared to appreciate. One time being hugged with the full force of a Maito's strength was one too many times, thank you very much. So when the students of Hogwarts was confronted with a depressed Hari, several – including one Severus Snape- celebrated. The rest wondered what horrible thing had happened to make him like this.

"Um… Hari?" Hermione asked gently, shaking the almost comatose boy's shoulder. "What's wrong?"

Hari looked up at her with tear filled eyes. "I am sorry!" He howled, grabbing her around the waist. "I failed to beat Goyle's father under a minute! For this I shall do three hundred chin-ups from the Great Hall's roof, with you on my back!"

"Ah, Hari, you really don't have to do that!"

Running up the side of the Great Hall in order to do just that, the rest of the students turned as one to stare at the boy on the Slytherin table. Ron frowned, then whipped around to stare at the boy who was yelling out numbers from the roof, as teachers attempted to get both him and the know-it-all down. Could he possibly mean… the troll?

"DYNAMIC ENTRY!"

Rubble rained in potions class. Hari grinned at his classmates, most of whom were slowly shuffling away from him. Pulling those closest to his chest, he shouted "We shall do our very best or I shall run around Hogwarts forty times bouncing on my head!" Unfortunately for Draco Malfoy and Ron Weasley, Hari's grip was very strong. . To say that Professor Snape was furious at the human-shaped hole in his potion's lab would an understatement.

There was a horrible silence. There was a horrible noise. There was a horrible silence. Hari continued to run on the spot, grinning madly. One brave student raised a quivering hand, voicing the thought that the rest of the school had running through their minds.

"Ah…Professor Dumbledore? Where are our clothes?"

Being naked in the middle of the Forbidden Forest was not the most pleasant thing in the world, after all.

Hari frowned. He scratched his head and frowned some more. For all his enthusiasm, Hari just could not figure out the problem of what that giant dog was hiding underneath it' trapdoor. Eyebrows standing to attention, Hari jumped into the air, punching a fist. "Yosh!"

Voldemort, bane of the wizarding world, scrooge of all that was good and winner of the most evil guy ever award, was having a quite breather in the private suit of his current host.

"Dynamic Entry!"

Hari had never seen someone with two faces before. Unfortunately, no else did either as Professor Snape stormed into the room, waving around a vial of whatever potion he'd been concocting at the time. Acid and faces really did not agree with one another, even if you did happen to have two of them.