The Anger .

The group nodded.

"Well, he had it on him when he lost control of his broom. Some time during the time his broom was flinging him about the sky he managed to drop it. Malfoy found it after Madam Hooch left with Neville to take him to the infirmary and Malfoy tried to make a big thing out of it.

"Remember how Malfoy was on the train? His snooty attitude?" she asked. Again nods with a couple of titters from the girls.

"He was going on about Neville supposedly being such a squib he needed one. Then he said he'd leave it in a tree for Neville to find. They he took off up into the air on his broom. Mind you, that was after Madam Hooch told everyone to remain on the ground while she was away.

"Weasley lost his temper, took to his own broom and soared up into the air after him. The two managed to crash into each other and both ended up falling about twenty feet to the ground.

"Oh, dear," said Hannah, while Susan made sympathy noises. "Were either badly hurt?"

"Apparently not," replied Daphne. "But Professor McGonagall must have been watching from a window of the castle because she was down there like a shot. Both now have detention."

Harry snorted in amusement. "Those two are as bad as each other and neither sees it," he said. "One is a bigot because he refuses to see anyone but purebloods being worth his time, unless you're a half blood from a Noble and Most Ancient House; and the other is a bigot because, if you're a Slytherin, then you have to be evil, and all the truly good witches and wizards are in Gryffindor. They're both equally bigoted but coming at it from two different reasons."

"Honestly, Harry; they're nothing..." said Hannah before she stopped suddenly and appeared to think about what she was saying. "Alright, maybe they are," she blushed. "Enough of bigots and their stupid views," said Susan. "What's happening with your etiquette club?"

"Well, the house elves have put notices on each House notice board to let people know it's on and when and where to find it," replied Daphne. "Tracey saw the one in the Slytherin common room very soon after it appeared and hid it under other notices. We may have to take everyone without favour but that's not to mean we have to be so - public - about the public notices in every House."

"Why do that?" asked Susan.

"Because we don't want people like Malfoy coming along and belittling, browbeating, and otherwise making a nuisance of him or herself, or anything along those lines," replied Daphne. "He might surprise you, you know?" said Hannah.

"True," replied Harry. "But, as you pointed out, it would be a surprise if he behaved any differently, wouldn't it?"

"We know it will become school-wide public knowledge, soon enough," said Daphne. "But, if we can get a couple of meetings in before someone tries to upset things, then we'll have been able to get off to a good start."

"I guess," said Hannah, but without much conviction.

Daphne reached across and placed her hand over the other girl's. "We're just being cautious, Hannah."

The other girl blushed and nodded. On Sunday afternoon at 4.00pm, Harry met with Daphne outside the door to their new clubroom.

"Harry, I can't get the stupid door open," she half-growled.

"Sorry, sorry," he replied. "I asked a couple of Seventh Year muggleborn 'Claws to place wards and magical locks on the door for me. The password is, 'Muggletum'. That drops a very strong Colloportus Charm that's anchored to the door via tiny runes. Besides, I wanted to be here when you first entered to see what we did last night."

Daphne gave him a wry look before turning to the door. In a clear voice, she said, "Muggletum." When she then turned the knob the door opened easily.

She walked in and Harry followed her. He had to walk around her as she'd stopped just inside the door in astonishment at what she saw.

Nervously, Harry asked, "Do you like it?"

"Harry, its WONderful!" she near-squealed before jumping at him for a grapple-hug.

"Oof!" he exclaimed. "I'm glad you like it."

Arranged around the walls at a height just above the top of the blackboard was the House Crests of all the Magical Houses in Wizarding Britain, including quite a few Daphne didn't recognise. Each was approximately two feet in height sitting on a white background with the name of the House on a picture of a stylised furled banner directly underneath in old English script.

On the back wall was a large chart with the formal name of the Houses, followed by the current names of the Heads of those Houses, their spouse if there was one, followed by the name of the current Heir. Where necessary the title to go with the name was also present.

Harry had also found somewhere, or had the elves find them for him, a row of dressmakers dummies arrayed along the back wall. One was adorned with the robes of the Wizengamot, one in formal Lord's robes with a House Crest, one in formal Lady's robes with a House Crest, one in an old version of the Hogwarts school uniform, and one in the formal robes of the United Kingdom's House of Lords.

Stepping back Daphne continued to look around while Harry grabbed a small, wooden sign on a wooden post with four small legs from just near the door. Showing it to her, Daphne could see the words 'Etiquette Club' emblazoned in large gold old English script on it's surface. Harry carried it just outside the door into the middle of the hallway and placed it so those walking down the hallway could see it.

Stepping back inside he said, "They should be able to see that from the grand staircase, so they know where to come.

"As for when this was done; it was last night," he said. "The Head Boy this year is both a Ravenclaw and a muggleborn. When I asked for his help, after showing him the material we showed Professor Flitwick, he was real excited to give of his time and skills. He was even the one who convinced the otherSeventh Year, another muggleborn, to give us a hand.

"So, we planned this over the past couple of days after curfew. And, last night, the three of us came down here and got it all done." "But where did you find the formal robes and the dressmaker dummies and stuff?" she asked.

"I've no idea," replied Harry. "I told the elves what I wanted as a general concept and they said they'd see what was in storage. Apparently there's very little thrown out from Hogwarts; the house elves have somewhere to store everything. Plus, there's some things that are lost or get discarded; and the elves store that stuff, too.

"One of these days I intend to search this place to see if I can find where it all is," he said. "I have a feeling it will be a veritable treasure trove dating back to the time of the founders, and will probably be worth a fortune."

"But, how did you get to talk to a house elf?" she asked. "I was under the impression the house elves of Hogwarts are seen but not heard. The Professor only allowed you one to get the classroom sorted, and that was ages ago."

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