[Sillabub]

In the broom closet, front hall of Minas Anor, Gondor: Harry yelled spells of various types to attempt to get out of the closet. He tried anything, from aloa morah to wingardium leviosa, but nothing worked. He noticed another person in the closet with him, a boy about as short (or shorter) than him, with black curly hair and bright blue eyes staring at him. Frightened by this stranger, Harry whimpered and crept into a corner.

In the main hall:"Where's the toothpaste?" Lysi asked Antien, looking around.
"Toothpaste...?" Antien commented doubtfully "No, Why would I carry toothpaste? We're TRYING to spike the punch, NOT brush our teeth!"
"How do you expect to spike the punch WITHOUT toothpaste?"Lysi demanded.
"Uhh, last time I checked toothpaste wasn't alchoholic, and spiking punch is IMPOSSIBLE without alchohol to spike it with! Plus that would taste gross" Antien reminded her.
"Well, I got drunk on toothpaste the other day..." Lysi remarked.
Antien looked at her, bewildered."I think cherry wine would work better"
"Fine!" Lysi moped.

Under the CD table:Sillabub was trying to decide what song to play next. She had already played Jesus christ superstar, the phantom of the opera, saria's song and memory. What other songs were left that were formal enough for the situation? She thought for a long time, and then suddenly it hit her. No, seriously, a shoe with 'it' written on it hit her in the back of the head. Annoyed, she tossed the shoe aside, silently cursing the moron who was throwing shoes. Then she got an idea. Why not play something NOT ALW that was good?! She checked her archives of mp3s for a good song.