"Ou..ouch" Harry spluttered, hot tea scalded his throat as he choked on a mouthful larger than he had intended to take. "I.. ha have no words." He finally coughed out. Lockhart was standing at the table, his arms open calling for quiet with his trademark smile stretched across his face. He was in pink robes that matched the flowers on the wall, the colour almost blinding, tied around the waist, over the robes, a giant cumberbund in the same purple as the hearts."We need to get rid of him." Hermione sneered as she pulled confetti out of her pancakes. "What do you need us to do?" Adrian asked as he arrived with Graham and Miles, all three sitting down opposite Harry and Marcus. "We will meet after quidditch practice tonight on the pitch. We can't discuss it here, it's too risky." Harry ordered after sharing a look with Hermione. "Gather anyone you can who you think will help us," Hermione added. "I will let the twin terrors know in Potions today," Adrian said quickly as Harry opened his mouth again. Grinning sheepishly he tucked his head down.