Mwahaha... learned that from Zy...

While Colin Creevey may have been an excellent photographer, a great older brother, and quite the adorable little freckled kid (or so we've heard through the grapevine), he rather stank at stalking. He thought he was just a good friend of Harry's who was very impressed with all of said boy's accomplishments, but let's call it what it was. He was a stalker. And not a very good one. He was always where Harry was, carrying a camera and trying to capture the boy in action. He once even picked up a half eaten apple and began to pocket it before Ginny positively withered him with one of her withering stares that wither.

So, Colin was doing his usual tedious thing one day (waiting for Harry to come down from his dorm room) when *gasp, surprise, shock and dismay* Harry came down from his dorm room.

"Harry, Harry! Look!" Colin zipped across the room and waved a huge potions text in front of Harry's face. This was rather a pointless action since Harry was far sighted and couldn't even figure out whether Colin was waving a book or a huge hairbrush-eating Yipyip. He was hoping it wasn't a Yipyip.

Harry grabbed Colin's arm and pried it from his face. "What?" he yelled. "I mean... what have you got there, Colin?"

Colin's potions text was covered with a huge glossy photo of Harry who was trying to hide around the edges of the book.

"You made me a book cover?" Harry looked appalled. "You could have at least made me the cover of a Quidditch book. Potions? That's... that's just mean. I'd rather be trampled by Voldemort's deadly herd of rhinos then cover a potions book."

"Shut up, Harry," Hermione jabbed him with her abnormally sharp elbows. "Don't you know how to pick your battles? It's lovely, Colin, dear. Now run along."

"No, this is Harry's book. I decorated it for him," Colin pushed the huge tome with a grimacing Harry back towards him.

"You put a picture of me on my own book!" Harry began to yell but saw that sharp elbow aiming for his ribs again. He forced a smile. "Thanks, Colin. That was really considerate of you." Then he murmured, "And I'll be forced to feed you to the squid if Malfoy sees this."