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Over the next few days, the student body became more and more excited. Harry and Ron tried to get excited too, but after nearly dying so many times, they were hard pressed to find much of anything exciting anymore. Sad, to be jaded at so young an age...

"I don't get it," Ron whined. "She's just this famous singer. My parents like her, but she's just... I don't get it." He was losing friends fast by daring to speak so of the famous and beautiful Celestina.

"She's not just a singer!" Seamus snapped out of his Celestina-induced haze long enough to be deeply offended.

Harry's excitement level rose considerably when he overheard Draco Malfoy speaking in a low, confiding voice to Crabbe or Goyle - who are starting to look very much the same.

"When she sings," his voice went all sappy and the author was tempted to be sick, "it's as if the entire world narrows down to her voice and her face. She's singing to me. She loves me."

"Malfoy's a big fan of this Celesta Warhawk," Harry reported back to Ron and Hermione. "I think we could use this against him."

"What are you talking about?" Hermione snapped over top of her book. "We can't prank Malfoy anymore. McGonagal has some sort of super radar on our wands."

"Think outside the wand, Hermione," Harry said. "You know what Monty Python's boys always say..."

"You know better than to make Muggle references in front of Ron," the girl sighed as the aforementioned boy's eyes glazed over.

"Fine! We won't get caught using magic to prank Malfoy because we won't USE magic to prank Malfoy. We'll use our wily and crafty brains," he tapped a finger against his skull.

"Right," Ginny responded. "Because as we all know, Gryffindors are legendary for their wily and crafty brains. Come off it... what can we possibly to do mortify Draco without magic?"

Harry had an evil little smile that made them all shiver a bit before responding in kind. "Let's use the Hogwarts rumor mill to our benefit."