Isaiah Woke up from his deep slumber.

He looked around and noticed Hermione wasn't there. She must have woken before him, due to the intense sunlight emanating from the big windows. He got up, stretched, and yawned before checking his watch. It read 8:10. He gave a quick glance over to the calendar, which now read October 31, Halloween. Halloween meant that a trip to Hogsmeade, and a Halloween feast. It was exciting, and you could even feel all the excitement in the air. He stretched again, stretching his arms as far as they could go before heading upstairs to go get his things. First, he looked in the mirror and touched his face, feeling the small hairs starting to grow into what will soon be a manly beard. Other than that, he already had a dark mustache, and a little hairs on his face, chest, armpits, legs, and- you know where else. He got out of his current clothes and changed into some new clothes. He then slipped on his Jordan Ones, got his watch and chain, and then headed down the stairs. He noticed Harry sitting on the couch. He looked over at him before merely saying, "Sup." Harry nodded back at him, acknowledging his greeting. DJ Dimes gave him a thumbs up and headed out of the Gryffindor common room. He jogged down the stairs, where he met more people. He simply nodded and moved on. Today, he was feeling quite hungry. That hunger will eventually diminish from the huge feast that will happen later on tonight. He pushed the great oak doors open with ease and walked into the Great Hall. Owls soared overhead, carrying different shapes, sizes, and color packages. It was noisy, everyone talking and laughing loudly as they always did. Dj Dimes walked down the rows of tables when, suddenly, he was confronted by Collin Creevey. He stopped abruptly, saying, "What?" "Hey! DJ DIMES! I'm your biggest fan bro," Colin said, trying to act cool in an attempt to befriend DJ Dimes. "You are! That's good to hear," DJ Dimes said, smiling. "Can you autograph my notebook?" Colin said excitedly, holding out a black notebook and a black feathered ink quill. "Sure," He said, taking the quill and quickly scribbling his name on the first page. "Thanks!" Colin said. "No problem, fam," DJ Dimes said. Colin Brightened at being called "fam". DJ Dimes sat down across from Hermione. "I am famished," He said to her. She glanced up from her reading, then glanced back down to continue reading. He watched as she slowly put pieces of toast in her mouth while reading. "Okay," He said. He was cutting up some waffles when a black owl dropped a piece of parchment in front of him. He stopped what he was doing and picked up the letter.

Dear DJ Dimes,

We understand your music career is at it's highest, which is why we're invtiting you to perform a concert at the Three Broomsticks In Hogsmeade. You chose the songs. The concert will last 3 hours Maximum.

Sincerely, Mcgonagall.

DJ Dimes did not understand why she couldn't tell him herself, instead of wasting time writing a short-ass letter such as this one. He did not understand. Maybe she wanted it to be private. He passed the letter on to hermione. She looked up from her book, to the letter laying in front of her. "Read it," he told her. She picked it up and read it, scanning over the words like a computer. When she was done, she finally said, "That's great. You're going to do it?" She asked. "I guess so. Who could pass up an opportunity such as this one?" He asked her. She shrugged. "Well, are you going?" He asked hopefully. "I don't know yet. I might just be in the library, studying," She simply said. "You know what your problem is? You study too much. Liven up. Come on, It's gonna be fun," Isaiah told her. She frowned. "Okay, I guess I will," She told him. A smile curled his lips. "I mean, when I got the invite from Harry and went to the party, I had more fun then expected," She chuckled. "Great. You're going to love this party then," He said. There was a brief silence, as they stared at each other. Finally, hermione broke the silence, "So, What songs will you be playing?" She asked. "It's a surprise," He said, grinning. "Excuse me If I'm being rude, but you don't seem like the ganster, rap-type of person like me," He said. She paused before saying, "I don't listen to music much, but when I do, I like classical music," She said. "And plus, we British people don't listen to rap music often, it's just an incentive of our history. England has always been a classical music-type country," She added as an afterthought. "Okay," He said. Harry and Ron finally showed up. Hermione turned her head towards them. "Where have you two been?" She asked. "Got Held up by Malfoy," Harry Panted. "Again?" Hermione asked, sounding exasperated. "Yes... Again..." Harry said, still panting. "Damn brah, you okay?" DJ Dimes asked Harry, giving him a quizzical glance. "Malfoy got Him Pantin' like a dog over here," He said. "Curses... Hexes... Swearing... Fighting..." Harry said, plopping down on the table. "So what really happened?" Hermione asked. Harry inhaled quickly before collecting himself. He blinked, then waited. He exhaled. "Ohh kay, so we were walking down the Great Staircase when ron just fell. I looked down and saw him on the ground, not able to move. So then malfoy comes, right? And he just starts calling me names and shit, so I yell at him back, then we fight. I had to clean the mess up. We're Okay Now. Minor cuts and bruises, but it's all good," Harry Breathed. Hermione giggled and DJ Dimes snickered. "Not Funny," Harry said, shaking his head. The first bell sounded. "Time to go to the first class of the day!" Hermione said brightly. "Where's that at?" DJ Dimes joked.

Defense Against the Dark Arts.

This creepy room was where the students had to spend 45 minutes in. Reading. Reading... Really? Nothing else. Dreaded Umbridge...

As the students filed in, Umbridge straightened her hair, trying to look pretty. Her lips trembled as she stood at the front of the class, waiting for everybody to get seated and situated. People came in noisy and loud, making paper origamis fly with their wands, chewing and blowing gum, arguing. Umbridge was not amused. With a single flick of her wand, the flying origami in which students focused on went up in flames, and then disappeared from existence. She turned towards the board and flicked her wand again. Several words appeared on the board. she tapped her wand against the boar, and an acronym appeared. "O. W. L. S. Most commonly known as OWLS," She said in her shrill voice. "Ordinary Wizarding Levels" Hermione whispered to DJ Dimes. He Nodded. "Ordinary Wizarding Levels," Umbridge said. "They are in 12 Weeks, which means we have a lot to learn," Umbridge said. "Me and the Ministry find it necessary that you read improvised instruction instead of actually DOING the magic," Umbridge said sweetly. "We find it unnecessary for you to need to do magic, instead, you will read about various topics," Umbridge said, smiling sweetly. "Unnecessary? We're going to need to know magic in the real world," DJ Dimes called, His voice croaking. "I don't understand why you'd need to," Umbridge said. "Won't we need to defend ourselves? After all, this is Defense against the dark arts," She said highly. "Why would you need to defend yourself? There is nothing in this world that will try to harm you," Umbridge said, as if Hermione was stupid. Hermione stiffened her neck and reddened, embarrased. "There are many things out there that will try to harm us," Harry called out. "Yeah, He's Right," DJ Dimes said loudly. "Name one thing that will try to harm you," Umbridge said, now slighty irritated. "Oh, I don't know.. Maybe Lord Voldemort," Harry said. Some students gasped at the sound of the name, but Harry didn't care. He focused on Umbridge. DJ Dimes caught on. "Ya'll scurred (scared) of a name? Pitiful," DJ Dimes Said. "Quiet!" Umbridge snapped. He cocked his head forward, as if trying to say 'No one was talking to you, Bitch!'. Umbridge straightened up and paused, scanning the classroom with her hawk-like eyes. "Now, you all have been told that a certain dark wizard is back again. This. Is. A. Lie," She said, not highly exasperated. "It's Not a Lie, I saw Him, I saw Him Kill Cedric Diggory!" Harry shouted. "That is a lie!" Umbridge shouted. "So apparently Cedric diggory dropped dead of his own accord?" Harry asked. "stop it.." Umbridge said, ignoring what Harry had just said. "I will tell you one more time, boy." Umbridge said, pointing a finger. "That. Is. A. Lie," She said. "It's not a Lie, Only I know the Truth!" Harry Shouted, his voice cracking. "Detention! Mr. Potter," She said. "Hey man, that's not fair! He's telling the truth! But apparently you and your Ministry friends are deviating from the truth!" DJ Dimes called out. "You all are scared, that's why!" He said, Pointing at Umbridge." "It's fucking sad how a 15 year old boy isn't scared. He know the truth. Yet your grown-asses can stand up to some cheap ass "wizard" that doesn't even have a nose!" DJ Dimes said. Umbridge looked fit to burst. "YOU HAVE DETENTION NOW TOO!" She Screamed, not knowing what to do anymore. DJ Dimes shook his head. "So Much Drama man," DJ Dimes said. "Damn!" He cussed. "That's another detention for cussing!" Umbridge said. "Oh- Okay," Dj dimes said. "Thank you," He said, now calming down slightly. Umbridge seeing this, she added, "And you will serve them tonight." "Sorry Professor, I'm too busy. I have plans," DJ Dimes said. "We'll make arrangements. And you will serve them tonight. That's that... and yeah, that's that," Umbridge said, panting. He thought for a minute. "Nope. No you won't. You'll sit down and try to figure out what's real and what's fake," DJ Dimes said, slamming his fist on the table. Oooh's and Damn's erupted from the far end of the room. Hermione rolled her eyes and continued reading, trying to stay out of it as much as possible. "Ms. Granger, close the book! Now!" Umbridge ordered. "Leave Her Alone!" DJ Dimes Snapped. "That's 3 detentions!" Umbridge said. "Fuck you! Fuck your detentions! I ain't going to your damn detentions! Fuck the ministry! Bitch!" DJ Dimes Shouted, his deep voice booming as if he were talking on a microphone. Even though Hermione was not fond of talking back to teachers, or cussing, she couldn't manage to stifle a giggle. "That's one for you miss granger," Umbridge said, her face now turning red from anger. "No! No! No! She doesn't deserve one. She's just laughing at your stupidity!" DJ Dimes snapped. "OOOOOOOOH!" The class said. "Give her detention to me," Dj Dimes said, a menacing look on his face. "Shut up! We have wasted too much time," Umbridge said. She was about to say something when the bell that indicated the next class rung throughout the entire school. "Everyone go!" Umbridge ordered. DJ Dimes crip-walked out, sagging his trousers and making sure to irritate umbridge as much as possible. Hell, If he was getting a detention, he might as well make her life bad, too

after 6 hours of Hard, Long work, it was finally lunch. the quarterlet, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and DJ Dimes were finally happy to not have to do any more work. Even Hermione. Doesn't that tell you something? The group of four walked into the lively Great Hall, in which students were graceously eating their lunch. Today, it consisted of entrees, cheese platters, a variety of fruits and vegetables, and meat, along with pumpkin juice. the Fantastic Four walked in, finding their Gryffindor table and sitting down at it. "Man, I can't believe I got four detentions!" DJ Dimes exclaimed, exasperatingly. "Just Ignore Umbridge, she's confused," Hermione said. "What, with OWLS coming up, the teacher are dilligently planning their work, and especially with the ministry working hard to cover up the "Voldemort Case" She's pretty stressed," Hermione said. "Nah, I think she was always so uptight," Harry said. "Ron, What do you think?" Hermione asked. "I Think this food is awesome," Ron said, already eating. Hermione rolled her eyes, and Harry and DJ Dimes laughed. "I Think Her problem is that she's scared, along with the ministry, of voldemort coming back," DJ Dimes Said, taking a sip of pumpkin juice. "The Ministry knowsvoldemort is back. They just don't want to be blamed for preventing these attacks," DJ Dimes added. "I see you've thought this out," Ron said. "Well, it's quite obvious, actually," DJ Dimes said. "I Figured it out as soon as Umbridge said, and I quote, "A certain dark wizard is back, that is a lie." I've read the papers, heard the news, and i've figured it out," DJ Dimes added. "The Ministry is well aware of all the newspaper printings, yet they're trying to delude the public," DJ Dimes added. "But the Journalists have the proof, not the Ministry," He added. "The Ministry is trying to support their false claims, without any accurate, logical evidence," DJ Dimes said. "It's absurd," He added, taking another sip of his Pumpkin juice. He adjusted his watch, and fixed up his necklace."That's a nice watch," Harry said, noticing the shiny object on his wrist. "Thanks. First watch I ever owned," He said, nodding his head. He looked at Hermione and noticed her jewelry too- she had a single cross chain around her neck, similar to his, but in a more feminine version-the figure was smaller about the size of a dime, unlike the penny-sized figure he had on his. "That's a nice necklace you got there, Hermione," DJ Dimes said, pointing to the golden necklace she wore around her neck. "Thank you," She said, smiling. When she flashed him that smile, the feeling came back. He really did love her. He was afraid that someone else was in love with her, and if he didn't act fast enough, she would be taken. He just needed time to think- time to figure out the perfect time to ask her out. Maybe Valentine's day, the most romantic day of the year. No- that's too late. But his mind rested on that particular day... He was interrupted from his train of thought. "Are you okay?" She asked, giving him a quizzical glance. "Oh, Yeah, I'm fine," He ejaculated. "I was just... Thinking," He said.

a lot of time had passed, lunch was long over as well as all the other classes, and now the sun was beginning to set. As DJ Dimes sat on the sofa in the Gryffindor common room, he lightened up. Well, he got to relax, all by himself, and get steel-hard boners from thinking about hermione. With no one to bother him, he got to jack off, and spray his cum everywhere, he thought about the concert and the Great Halloween feast Hermione told him about, How they had Assorted Sweets, and Delectable Dishes. But More importantly, he got to plan a strategy: How to ask Hermione granger on a date. He sat there thinking, when It hit Him. He would sneak into the restricted sections of the library using Harry's invisibility cloak (Asking politely, of course, not all rappers are robbers.) and try to find a book on dating tips or something. If that didn't work, he could secretly ask other people, specifically from other houses (He couldn't run the risk of letting Hermione, of even the whole of Hogwarts know that he was going to ask her out). No, no- It had to be private. He had to make sure she wouldn't find out. Then he had to pluck up the courage to ask her. That was the toughest part. he thought of the 4 w's: Who, What, When, Where. Hermione Granger, asking her on a date, To be determined, somewhere romantic. These were the answers to the 4 w's. He know what he needed to do. He jumped on the floor and did a few pushups. "One. Two. Three. Four. Five." He Huffed. He went on... "Ninety-Nine. One-Hundred," He puffed. He did 100 pushups in less than a minute, without breaking a sweat. "Impressive," a voice came from across the room. He jumped at this. What the fuck man, how you gonna jump, but then have the nerve to try and ask Hermione out? A voice said inside his head. He turned around to see Hermione slowly clapping and smiling. "Thank you. I try to stay fit," DJ Dimes said. "You remind me of Viktor Krum, he had a bit of a-" Hermione paused as she tried to think of it. "He had more of a physical personality," Hermione said quickly. "Viktor Who?" DJ Dime Asked. "Viktor Krum," Hermione repeated. "Krum? Sounds like a food to me," DJ Dimes said, Laughing. Hermione also laughed at this. They both sat down on the couch and talked and went on for what seemed like forever. He took a quick glance at his watch. "Seven Thirty," He told her. "We'd better go before we miss the feast," Hermione said, still laughing from the highly hilarious joke she'd just heard.

"So, what about your detention?" Hermione asked him as they walked down the stairs leading to the Great Hall. "Nah, I ain't goin'. Fuck That," He Replied. They both worked together to push open the doors, which was no big deal since DJ Dime's colossal muscles did the work. "Wow, you are so strong," Hermione complemented him. "Those doors, all together, weigh at least 600 pounds," She said. "Thank You," He replied at this comment. They walked in the doors and went to find their House table. Once seated, dumbledore got up to say a few words. "Welcome to our annual Halloween Feast," Dumbledore said. "We hope you all thorougly enjoy yourselves tonight. Let the feast Begin." With that, a bunch of candle lights hovered overhead, a bunch of bats flew overhead, and pumpkins were lowered. Trays with cheese, vegetables, steak, chicken, turkey, were all placed on the table, along with drinks, such as Pumpkin Juice and Magmanade. DJ Dimes wanted to experiment, so he poured some Magmanade into his cup. Steamy red liquid poured out. When he touched the cup, he burned his hand. "Damn!" He said, holding his hand. "Careful with that," Hermione warned him. Curious, he also added pumkin juice, when on impact, exploded. The liquid turned a dark red. He slowly drank it. "Oh No! NO!" He said, indicating his mouth was on fire. "I need water," He groaned. Hermione aimed her wand at an empty cup. "Aquamenti," She said. She held it there till it was filled to the brink. He took it and gulped it down gratefully. "Thanks for that," He said. "Welcome," She replied back. Dumbledore stood up, saying "Time for desserts!". With a wave of his hand, assorted candy and sweets appeared. "Awesome," He said. He then gratefully helped himself for anything, enjoying the feast until it was time for the concert, 30 minutes later.