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Hermione: But Neville, know that my heart is yours.
Bellatrix: Ha! Now I shun you!
Hermione: We both have HP crushes.
Bellatrix: Shut it. I don't love Severus, okay?!
Hermione: I was thinking Draco.
Bellatrix: Well, this disclaimer just got awkward.
A/N: It's out of character. Deal with it. After all, it is called fanFICTION.
Ronald Billius Weasley stared happily at his friends, reciting all the good things about his crush. "Well, she's kind, and she's smart, and she would keep me on top of things, and she appreciates Quittedch-"
"Don't you think it's a tad bit impractical to love her?" Hermione interrupted.
"You shouldn't talk! You love Draco, that filthy beast!" Harry quickly came to his friend's defense. Hermione's cheeks got redder than a Weasley's hair.
"McGonnagall is our teacher, Ron!" However, Hermione's words had no effect. But considering what was about to happen, they didn't need to.