When Harry, Ron, and Ginny arrived, Ginny took her seat next to Luna. Luna and Ginny got their books out. “Hello Dumbledore’s Army!” Hermione began. “Today, we are here because one of us is the leader and he is in this room!” Ron said. Harry stood in front of them. There were gasps and whispers were only heard. “Er….Hi…….I am Harry Potter. And this is Dumbledore’s Army! This is where we learn Defensive skills that are more advanced than what Hogwarts would like you to take.” Harry’s voice was quickly drained with whispers. Hermione looked at Ron and Harry in confusion. Ron stuck out his hand onto the black board, and scratched his fingernails on it. Everyone covered their ears. “I am Ronald Weasley, Harry Potter’s best mate.” Ron said proudly. “I am Hermione Granger, ‘Smartest Witch of My Age’, which Professor R.J. Lupin has said about me. I am the Vice Captain of Dumbledore’s Army which is led by Harry.” Hermione said. Ron cut in. “I am the Chief.” Then the door opened. It was Neville. “I am the Deputy Chief.” Neville stood with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. “Now, everybody, raise your wands!” Hermione called. As everyone obied, Harry explained what they were doing. “We will be learning to cast a spell that conjures a Patronus. Mine is a Stag, Ron’s is a Jack Russell Terrier, and Hermione’s is an Otter.” Harry took his wand out as well. “We will practice without movement first! Now, think of your happiest memory.” Harry waited for everyone to think. “Now, here is what we say.” Ron cut in eagerly.  Harry held up his wand. “Ron, get the fake dementors,” he muttered to Ron. Ron got the fake dementors. He opened the chest and large black hooded figures appeared out of it. Harry raised his wand high. “EXPECTO PATRONUM!” He called. A blueish, whitish Stag came out of the wand point, and the dementors went back into the box. Harry fell to the floor. He conjured a huge Patronus he never produced before. Ron and Hermione tried picking him up. Ginny rushed out of her seat. “Harry!” She screamed. Luna tried holding Ginny back, Neville got out from the front and helped hold her back. “Ginny—Stop—Moving—NOW!” Neville said, struggling to hold her back anymore. Ron raised his wand pointing it at Ginny. “Ginevra, calm down—” “I—WILL—NOT—CALM—DOWN—” Ginny yelled. Ron raised his wand higher. “Sorry Ginny,” Ginny’s face looked at Ron. “Ronald Bilius  Weasley, you lower your wand right this instant—NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM—YOU LET—GO!” Ginny was nearly in tears. Ginny broke out of Luna and Neville. Ginny ran down by Harry’s side. She was in tears now. Ron looked sorry, Hermione looked nervous. “Ginny, this is our fault and we need to take him to Madame Pomfrey.” Hermione said. Ginny stood up and nodded.