Ten Pranks and a Dare

Chapter One: We Got Her, Lavender!

Disclaimer: I own monkeys, not Harry Potter.

A/n: June2010. a VERY IMPORTANT NOTE before anyone starts to read this... I started writing this story when I was roughly 12 years old. I am now 18, and since then, my writing style and qaulity has improven... And while not dramatically, there is definitely a change. I also started this fic in a spastic hurry, so I could atleast get something down & solid, because I've always been the type to have an idea and just leave it at that- thus, the first three chapters, what I wrote eons ago, completely suck. But I keep telling myself that it's all pretty good for being 12. Anyway. I've also always been the extremely lazy type (apparent through the fact that the last time I updated this was years ago), so I'm obviously refraining from completely going through and rewriting what I have thus far right now.

But... I will and can promise you, once I get everything going again, there will be better written chapters here. I'm in a small rut right now because I kind of forgot the shell of my plot- but I'm telling you guys, I'm just as creative and in love with Harry Potter as I was before.

I'm GOING to write a classic. It's going to be amazing. And you're all going to read it.

So, my request to you, sweetsweetsweet lovers, readers, reviewers, and writers, get through these 3 short chapters, and I promise you, I'm going to bring home some damn good bacon made...

just. for. YOU.

"Come on 'Mione!" Ginny Weasely blurted into Hermione Granger's ear for the twelfth time in a row.

Hermione shoved a spoonful of oatmeal into her mouth and slowly turned around towards Ginny with nothing but the look of pure agitation and anger written across her face.

When was she going to stop?

"ARGH! No! No! No, Ginny! Seriously, Burbage is making us write this horrid essay on the Yeti and it's affects on muggles. It's due next Tuesday, and I've still got my potions assignment left, and not to mention that dumb dink's mess to clean up in the head common room from yesterday! He scrubbed the desk so hard with Sippy's Soap that it deteriorated and fell apart!"

Ginny perked up at the sound of Hermione referring to Malfoy and opened her mouth to speak, "Speakeeiy-…"

"Honestly," Hermione cut her off, "I am not going to your silly little slumber party with all these tasks on my plate."

"Merlin Hermione, it's not like we're gonna make you snogg some hot guy or anything…" Ginny grinned cunningly and flashed a look to Lavender, which she rather quickly and swiftly responded with a rather evil looking smirk. Hermione noticed this and raised her eyebrow. They were up to something, she knew it. And it was blood curdling- they were ALWAYS up to some devious plan. She couldn't take it any more.

"ARGH!" she abruptly stood up and madly flung her arms out in distress,"You two have got something up your sleeves, don't you? Well, YOU KNOW WHAT?" Hermione paused for what felt like a moment in her mind, but in reality was far longer.

"She'll give in…" Ginny whispered to Lavender as they watched Hermione stare into space and make a series of weird faces, "Just watch."

If she went, she could possibly be tortured, and she wouldn't get any work done either. To top it off, who knew what Malfoy would try to clean if she wasn't there to stop him? Why was the boy cleaning everything anyways?

Ugh, Crabbe and Goyle's knack for hallucinating must be rubbing off...

If she didn't go she would have to spend another evening with the "danger is lurking in every corner" boy and "lets just smash chess pieces together" boy, and then come back and restrain Malfoy from cleaning. Not to mention the fact that if she didn't go Ginny would drive her mad by making her do 'favors' which would all start with a simple, "Well you see Hermione, maybe if you would have gone to the slumber party then…"

There was no way that she was going to be able to handle another few weeks of that.

"FINE!" I'll go to your cursed slumber party, but this time try not to…" Hermione's voice drifted off in Ginny's mind even though she continued to rant for another minute or so. Ginny was completely and totally satisfied. They had it. It was going to happen.

"You have the bottle, right Lavender?" Ginny asked Lavender as Hermione walked off with her stacks of books still mumbling nonsense.

"You bet I do!" Lavender smirked while running her fingers through her long black hair, "All ready and set to go."

Ginny grinned. This was going to be a blast.

She watched Hermione waddle her way to the stairs and vanish around the corner. Hermione was NOT at all pleased to return to the head common room. She'd most likely find Malfoy snoozing away on the couch or something with 12 other mindless girls hovering over him like vultures. He made her sick. She cringed as she questioned Dumbledore's sanity. How could he make Malfoy the Sytherine head? Yeah he got the best marks and what not but come on! He was such an horrible being…continuously taking advantages of his privileges...cleaning everything… getting his work done before everyone else.

GAH.

A/n: Please review? and even more, read the next chapter! So I know that someone out there is interested in this. LOL.