NOTE: The idea for the caps were from HarryLovesHermione, which isn't being updated anymore.  Thanks, Kate, for the original ones! (Seen HERE)

Later at class, Moody breaks a nail writing on the chalk board.

Mad Eye:  "I am SO mad right now!  I just broke my nail!"

*throws eraser at innocent student*

Mood swing!!

Mad Eye:  "Weasley.... perhaps you know a spell to regrow my  fingernail?"

Ron:  "No... please don't kill me!"

Hermione is upset because SHE knew the answer, but Moody didn't call on her.  =(

Mad Eye attempts to grow a fingernail, but fails and grows a spider.

Mad Eye:  "Longbottom!  I bet YOU can tell me the spell to regrow it."

Neville:  "Of course I know it.  I redid my own teeth, you know, after they fell out due to Malfoy punching me."

Moody tries it out, sees that it doesn't work, and then screams at Neville.

Neville:  "SORRY!  PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!"

Hermione:  "STOP IT!  You should have just asked ME in the first place!  I can't believe what a horrible teacher you are!  I'M THE ONLY STUDENT HERE who knows how to regrow a fingernail!  Besides, Neville's teeth are awful!  How could you believe HIM?!"

Neville: *thinks*  Great, now all people are going to be noticing are my bad teeth.  I had thought that stage was over.  Thanks, Hermione.

Hermione:  "Next time there is a question to be answered, ask ME, and NOT just as a last result."  *cries*

Harry looks at Hermione, but doesn't say anything.  Ron thinks of butterflies.

Hermione:  "Baby, why didn't you back me up in Moody's classroom?  I am so peeved!"

Harry:  "Sorry, but you were so hot looking getting angry that I couldn't bring myself to part with that."

Hermione:  "Oooh..."

Harry:  *touches Hermione's shoulder in a Squee!worthy way*  "Let's just get rid of Neville and Ron so that we can snog, okay?"

Ron:  "Hey, what?!"

Hermione:  "You know what, Harry?  I'm not in a kissing mood.  Call it PMS, but maybe we should wait for a more romantic moment.  Having a teacher not call on you is a tragic thing, and my feelings are down."

Harry:  "Okay, whatever you want, sweetie."

Hermione:  "Thanks.  Later I promise that we'll kiss, okay?"

Cedric, looking uberhott, puts his name in the Crack-Pot of Champions.  Or whatever it is called.

No, I think that was the right title.

Ron:  "Me next!"

However, he will never get his chance.  Seems like the Weasley twins have found themselves a new crush.

Upon their flirting, Hermione isn't pleased.

Neither is Harry.

Harry:  "What are they DOING with my girl?!"

Ron:  "Oh, dear God.  Here comes trouble."

Harry performs a hex that leaves the two flirtsters unconscious.

Hermione is flattered by what Harry has done.  But, of course, she can't show that emotion.  Instead, she chooses to read a book.  They can snog later, out of the prying eyes of the bystanders.