"What?" yelled Hermione.

"You heard us," replied Harry. "Which one of us will you marry? You have to choose my love! Don't leave us in the agony of waiting for your answer!" Hermione looked around the room for an escape. Not finding one, she brought her right hand in a fist towards Harry's face. With a cry of pain Harry fell to the floor as Hermione raised her clenched fist once more and hit Ron squarely in his forehead. Not wanting to wait for the unconscious boys to come round, she ran for it.

As she came around a corner on the seventh floor she found Ginny.

"Ginny," exclaimed Hermione, "I need your help with something!" Ginny asked no questions but instead started running alongside Hermione.

"Listen Ginny," explained Hermione, "something has gone totally wrong! I took a potion that was supposed to help me find my true love, and now Harry and Ron are acting crazy! They ambushed me and told me that I had to marry one of them!" Ginny burst out laughing.

"Hermione, what's got your knickers in a knot and since when has a potion gone wrong like that? And since when has Harry taken a fancy to you? You know he's going out with me! I'm sure it's just a prank they're pulling on you!"

"Ginny, this is a little too weird to be a prank! It can't be a coincidence that they pulled this "prank" right after I drank the potion!"

"Well Hermione if you're sure about this you can probably stay in the room of requirement! Well, if this is what you say it is then I'm sure the door will open!" Sure enough as they turned the corner, a door appeared on the wall to their right. Through the door was an amazingly large room that included a swimming pool sized bathtub like the one in the prefects bathroom with the many different jewel embedded taps, a golden toilet, towels, and a large bed covered in midnight blue sheets.

"Merlins Pants!" screeched Ginny after she had finished accompanying Hermione around the room. "Can I live here too? It even has a bath-tub like the one in the prefects bathroom!"

"How do you know that?" asked Hermione.

"Well…Umm… Harry knew the password and he and I kind of wanted somewhere private because Ron kept spying on us while we were snogging." replied Ginny clearly embarrassed. "But never you mind! If you tell anyone that, I'll tell Harry and Ron where you're hiding!"

"I promise I won't tell Ginny! I really do promise!"

"Listen Hermione, I have to go! I'm supposed to meet Harry for a study date in the prefects bathroom… Umm… I mean the library in ten minutes time." said Ginny. Her cheeks turned red as she turned and ran for the door.

"But the library closed two hours ago!" shouted Hermione. Ginny pretended not to hear and left Hermione alone in the room of requirement. Hermione felt too tired to try to find an antidote potion, so she lay down on the bed and fell asleep almost instantly.

The next morning Hermione awoke realizing that it was Saturday so she had a full two days to find an antidote.

"I need Potions for the World of Dreams grade seven by Cecilia Golshworth," stated Hermione. The tattered book appeared on her lap instantly. "I also need a size 2 pewter cauldron, dragon hide gloves, and a silver dagger." These items appeared on a table in front of her. She picked up the potion book and flipped thru to page 397.

"Well…" said Hermione aloud, "it says that the reversal potion is on page 425." Hermione flipped the pages until she found 425 and read the ingredients. "I'll need fairy dust, ground unicorn horn, one rose petal finely chopped, one teaspoon cinnamon and one ounce of freshly chopped tea leafs." By the time she had gazed over the top of the book the ingredients were sitting on the table next to the cauldron.

By midnight on Sunday night Hermione had added the last of the ingredients. She ladled some into a silver goblet and drank. Then a horrifying thought came to mind.

"Oh no! I forgot the fairy dust!" she screeched. "Without it this is a Fairy Tale potion!" Hermione now remembered professor Slughorn talking about the ingredients and preparation for the fairy tale potion nearly two weeks before hand. It was the exact same as the antidote for the "True Love" finding potion, but without the fairy dust. At that moment Ginny came running through the door.

"Hermione! I think Ron and Harry have truly lost it! Come see!" outside the room of requirement stood Harry and Ron wearing medieval clothes.

"Hermione," cried Ginny, "Harry is wearing tights! Did you hear me? Harry is wearing tights!"

Strong arms grabbed Hermione from behind.

"Hermione, come with me!" It was Draco Malfoy.

"Malfoy, what do you think you're doing?" asked Hermione.

"I'm saving you from the two freaks in tights!"

"But why Malfoy?"

"Call me Draco, please Hermione!" he replied softly. Hermione felt no urge to not accept help so when Draco reached out his hand to Hermione she took it in her own. Draco pulled her arm and started running. Hermione ran alongside him gripping his hand tightly. They ended up outside beside the old tree near the lake drawing in breath.

"Listen Draco," said Hermione, "thanks for helping me get out of that situation. It's just that some potions have gone really wrong lately. But I just don't understand why you helped me in the first place!"

"Hermione, I like you a lot and when I saw the situation you were in I figured that you might start to trust me if I helped out!" Draco leaned in close to Hermione and touched his lips to hers.

Hermione did not draw back but returned the kiss adding more passion. Each time their lips touched Hermione felt more and more attracted to Draco. The stars in the clear night sky shone brightly and the moon was out. Draco grabbed Hermione around the waist and pulled her in closer.