"Hermione, stop studying!" Ginny pleaded. "I need you to help me right now!"

Hermione closed her book and looked up at Ginny. "What is so important that I need to stop studying? N.E.W.T.S. are in three months, and I haven't even finished reviewing Potions!"

Ginny looked behind her shoulder to make sure Madame Pince wasn't around. "I may have, accidentally, locked Mrs. Norris in the Room of Requirement."

Hermione narrowed her eyes at Ginny. "What do you mean by "accidentally" locked her in the Room of Requirement? I didn't even know the Room of Requirement still worked."

"Well, it's kind of a long story and I'm sure you want to get back to your studying. The faster you help me, the faster you can come back to the library!" Ginny began to tug on Hermione's arm trying to get her up.

"Hold on! I want to know how that happened. Honestly, Ginny, you're the quidditch captain! Scouts are coming to see you at the match tomorrow! Why would you risk it all on an annoying cat?"

"Fine, I'll tell you. But we have to walk and talk. I need to get her out before Filch finds out it was me." The girls speed walked out of the library and started to make their way to the Room of Requirement. As they rounded the corner, Ginny started talking. "Well, as soon as I found out there will be scouts at the match, I started to get really anxious. And, well, you're always saying how nice it is in the Head Girl's bathroom, and how taking a bath soothes you, so I thought I would give it a try."

Hermione stopped walking and turned to her friend. "Ginny," she said, with a hint of exasperation, "how did you even get in there? You need the password and the only other person who knows it is..." Hermione stopped mid sentence as realization hit her. "You mean to tell me that Headmaster McGonagall gave you permission to use my bathroom?"

"Yes, and before you get upset with her, I may have told her a tiny white lie," Ginny spit out before Hermione could change her mind.

"And that lie would be..." Hermione stood waiting for an answer.

"I told her that I already asked you if I could use it and you wanted to let me but the only reason you wouldn't give me the password was because you didn't want McGonagall to think you were abusing your privileges." Ginny looked at her friend with pleading in her eyes. "And you know how much McGonagall loves quidditch. I'm really sorry Hermione but I figured you really wouldn't mind."

"Well...yes, you are right. I really don't mind. And the only reason why I never gave you the password was because I didn't want the Headmaster to think I was abusing my privileges. But that still doesn't explain why you locked Mrs. Norris in the Room of Requirement!"

"I'm getting to that. After last night's practice I really needed to relax. So I went to take a bath before I went to bed, but then I fell asleep and when I woke up it was already past curfew."

"So that's where you were," Hermione said, more to herself than to Ginny. "I wondered why you came to bed so late."

"Yes, that's where I was. Focus, Hermione! We're almost there. Okay, so as I was trying to sneak my way back to Gryffindor Tower, Mrs. Norris came down the corridor and I knew by the gleam in those foul feline eyes she caught me. I didn't even realize I was pacing in front of the Room of Requirement trying to figure a way out of this before a door magically appeared. So I did what any other logical person would do to avoid detention, and I threw her in there. And then the door disappeared."

They reached their destination and they both turned to a blank stone wall. "Okay, so why do you need my help," Hermione asked, as she looked at Ginny with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, you see, the Room of Requirement won't make the door reappear."

"And, why do you think that is," Hermione asked her friend with a smirk.

Ginny smirked back to her friend. "Well, it must know that I really don't want to let Mrs. Norris out."

"Honestly, Ginny. With Ron and Harry gone I thought that I'd finally be able to have one year at Hogwarts without any trouble. Sometimes you act so much like your brother."

"As long as you promise not to snog me, Hermione, I'll take that as a compliment."

Hermione blushed crimson, and Ginny roared with laughter.