Disclaimer: all the characters in this story (as I said before) I "borrowed" from dearest JK Rowling becuz I am not creative enough to come up w/ my own characters! So yeah, they belong to her... not me.

A/N: Wow, I got this one done quickly didn't I? Well do please enjoy it much! Oh, and in case anyone was wondering, Lavender Brown in my story is across from Gollum from Lord Of the Rings and Jan from Days of our lives.

Sightings: RW and HP sitting through a dreadfully long Double Potions...ouch. LB hiding away in a secret storage room that conveniently no one else knows about. LL in the library finding catching up on the latest stories from "The Quibbler." HG actually is ditching class! F, our favorite Pheonix having a deep intellectual conversation (in bird language I suppose) with H, our favorite owl. DM is very fused and is wandering about the castle; meanwhile VC and GG are left rooted on the spot in the Slytherin Common room. DU (uh oh) pacing just outside the Forbidden Forrest. NL timidly approaching the Green Houses with a bouquet of funny looking flowers.

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'Forget about Granger, forget about Hermione... dear god this is impossible...'
Draco Malfoy scuffed his shoe on the stone floor. He let his feet carry him through the empty hallways, not looking were he was going.
He couldn't believe it, he had just been rejected... after doing the single most romantic thing of his life, the months of planning, the sleepless nights, and what does she do... she fucking turns him down!
'Don't lose all hope though, she still has the ring... Weaslbey can't last long, he has about as much romantic appeal as a flobberworm... my day will come.'
He let out a heavy sigh and looked down at his silver ring, it seemed so dull, featureless... lonely without the shining gold wording. He looked up and found that he was already at the bare stone wall that hid the Slytherin common room.

"Pure-blood" he murmured and the stone wall lifted to reveal a passageway. As he stepped into the common room, he was surprised (not!) to see the none other than Crabbe and Goyle pacing the room. Malfoy rolled his eyes and groaned obviously.
"Aren't you two supposed to be in class right now?"
"But, but, we couldn't find you." Crabbe grunted. Meanwhile Goyle was distracted with trying to swat a fly that was buzzing around his face.

"You know, you really could have gone to class anyway, it might seem a bit obvious with myself AND YOU TWO IDIOTS missing from class." Crabbe who was obviously the smarter of the two as he was doing most of the talking squirmed and looked around nervously.
"But what would we do in class if you weren't there? Right Goyle?" He nudged Goyle who had deserted his attempts I trying to swat the fly and was now whooping at an "attractive" third year girl ("Leave me the hell alone before I curse your hairy ass!")

Malfoy had apparently lost it, "My fucking god! GET A FUCKING CLUE! How you even got into this school is beyond me, I'm sick of you two! I don't NEED you to follow me around constantly, unlike you I know how to curse people, I can defend myself perfectly well. You are NOT my friends, you are NOT my 'cronies,' in fact YOU SUCK!"
He took a breath. Crabbe and Goyle both stared at him blankly. "You know what?" He said his eyes narrowing with dislike,
"Get A LIFE! Get a brain! You two can split it, you'll both be TWICE as smart as you are now!"
He took another deep breath. Goyle had resurrected the task of trying to swat the fly and Crabbe was picking at a scab on his arm.
"Okay, forget what I said about trying to get a life, it's hopeless, hey you guys, just do what will make everyone happy. Go find some rope, make a noose, take it out to the tallest tree you can find, and hang yourselves." With that he turned on his heel and stalked out.
"Gotcha' sucker!" said Goyle triumphantly as he squished the fly between his fingers.

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Meanwhile Hermione Granger was just climbing through the portrait whole into the Gryffindor Common Room (as she had to go pick up all her scattered books and papers). She was half way across the room when a voice said, "Hermione, wow I never thought I'd see the day when it would be you ditching class." she jumped and for the second time that day, her books and papers went flying everywhere.
She turned to see Ginny Weasley, sitting sideways in a bit squashy armchair holding a magazine.
"Ginny Weasley! What are you doing out of class? I'd have expected this from Fred and George or even Ron but not you!"
"Hey, lay off alright you sound like my mother," Hermione opened her mouth as if to say something but then closed it, that was the second time in two days she had been compared to Mrs. Weasley.
"Besides, in case you haven't noticed you are out of class too Hermione."
"Yes but I have a excuse, a poor one, but still an excuse." After scooping up her now, very battered belongings, she sat down in an armchair next to Ginny.
"So do I." Said Ginny looking back down at her magazine. Hermione leaned over to see what Ginny's shoulder,
"'Eight Sexy ways to spice up you Dull Relationship?' What's wrong with you and Harry?" Ginny sighed and slapped the magazine shut, then tossed it on the floor.
"He's boring," she said flatly "He used to do romantic things for me, but it's like now, he just sees me as one of his guy friends, which is good... to a point but I'm his girlfriend, I should be treated like one!" Her tone had turned from conversational to pure dislike. "And what's more, is now all he ever really asks me about is LUNA! Luna this, and Luna that, 'Did you know Luna can see thestrals?' 'Luna knows what I've been through' oh and don't forget 'do you hang out with Luna often?' my god, ENOUGH ABOUT BLOODY LUNA!"
She was now breathing heavily.
"Well remember about what I told you last night? About Malfoy... then your brother?"
"Yeah, Yeah, you are a loose whore, go on"
"Ginny!"
"My god woman, it was a joke. But really go on..."
Hermione explained in great detail as to what had happened earlier, Ginny hanging on her every word. By the time she had finished other students were already starting to climb through the portrait hole.
"Wow," Ginny said, she had a dreamy look about her face,
"And you threw it all away for ...Ron!? Now I could understand one of my older brothers but... wow Hermione, that's either the sweetest thing I've ever heard, or-"
"The biggest mistake I've ever made? Don't remind me."

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"So have you seen Hermione since last night?" Asked Harry as he and Ron made their way up the stairs leading to the Portrait of the Fat Lady.
"Well, no... You don't suppose she'll... you' know, act like nothing's happened between us?"
"Nah, I don't thinks so, but I bet things might be a little awkward at first especially since it's-"
Harry snorted with laughter,
"YOU AND HERMIONE!"
"Hey, yesterday you were congratulating me!"
"I was in a state of shock mate, I didn't know how to react, now its just damn funny! 'Pigsnout'."
A very tipsy fat lady swayed in her portrait. "You wannna' comein doya? Eh? Eh?"
She laughed, her fat hand clutching an empty bottle of brandy,
"Well I ain't gonna letcha' 'cause-"
But at that moment the portrait cam swinging open and two first years stepped out. Harry and Ron seized the opportunity and darted in, followed by the Fat Lady's drunken shouts ("Heya boy! Comeback here! I otta' teachya some respect-"). As Ron stepped in there was a squeal and he saw the moving form of Hermione coming at him at full speed.
"Hey Hermione where-"
but that's as far as he got, because Hermione swung her arms around his neck and began to snog him savagely, and they both dropped to the floor where the continued to kiss and make moaning noises, blocking the entrance.

Harry stepped over them and seemed unconcerned with the fact that his two best friends were doing-er..."things" (nothing too bad mind you) on the floor. He squeezed himself in next to Ginny (in the same chair), and gave her a peck before turning to read a bright orange notice that he had pulled off the wall.
"What's that?"
Ginny moved her head under his chin as to read better.
"The date for Lavender's funeral"
"Oh, how sad"
"Yeah... sad, so what have you been up to today?"
"Oh, nothing really, I read some mag-...um, I did homework and stuff,"
"Oh great" said Harry now pulling things out of his pocket.
"Harry? You are listening to me right?"
"Uh-huh, go on." He was now reading a note that he had found in his pocket.

"So after that, I gave some Slytherin guys a blow-job, and went hunting in the Forbidden Forrest naked,"
She said looking at up Harry.
"Cool."
She raised her eyebrow.
"I talked to Luna today."
Harry immediately stopped reading the note and looked up at her eagerly.
"Really about what? Did she mention me at all? Just wondering- GINNY! Hey what's wrong?"
But Ginny was already through the portrait hole ("Get back 'ere girl, an' give yo' mamma' a kissy!") and down the stairs. Hermione pushed Ron off her.
"What did you say Harry?"
"I asked what she and Luna talked about! What's so bad about that?"
Harry asked innocently. Ron propped himself up on his elbows, lipstick all over his mouth, and his robes sliding off his shoulder. He laughed.
"Harry you idiot."

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"Sweet Cloaky...MY CLOAKY!" Once again Lavender Brown was talking-yes that's right, talking to her invisibility cloak. However this time she was hiding away safely in secret room near the divination tower, it was quite convenient that she had just stumbled upon it, especially since no one else knew it was there. "Oh Cloaky, you are my best friend."
She said stroking the watery fabric.

"What's that Cloaky?" She held the cloak up to her ear as if expecting it to speak to her, it didn't. But none the less she answered it,
"Why thank you! I love you too."
Then she kissed it. "Now... TO deal with Granger,"
a sick evil smile besmirched her already crazy looking face.
She looked at the utensils before her, things she had found and or stolen around the castle:

a knife, some rope, some cloth, a used tissue, a cheese grater, a gum wrapper, a screw and wand. Oh wait, that was her wand, so I guess she didn't steal it...ok never mind, then.

She looked down upon all of the items and cackled.
"You just wait Cloaky, you wait until my funeral... THEN we will strike, Hermione will be dead, Ronnie-kins will be under our control, and then, we will live together forever! FOREVER!!! F-O-E-V-E-R What's that spell?!?! FOREVER! Ha ha ha ha ha!!!!"
eeh...creepy

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It was a few hours before Ginny returned to the Common Room, and by then everyone had already gone to bed, which by the way was fine with her... although it was a bit lonely. In the end she decided to go up the girls dormitories and try to fall asleep. She knew that in the morning Hermione would want to know all about what kept he so late, but telling her the truth was risky, she wasn't sure how Hermione would take it. In truth, Ginny had found none other than Draco Malfoy sitting by the Lake.

She hadn't expected him to be nice to her, but she didn't care, she sat down next to him, and they got to talking... he was actually TALKING to her. But overall the worst and at yet, best thing that had happened, was when she leaned over and kissed him. It had been a wonderful feeling, he had smelled so good, and all too soon he had pulled away from her.
He told her it wasn't right, that he had someone else on his mind.
There was no doubt in Ginny's mind who that "someone" was.
But things were a bit awkward after that, so that's when she went for a walk, and eventually, come back to the Common Room.

"Stupid Harry," she muttered as she was pulling up her dark blue PJ bottoms,
"Stupid Luna."
She yawned as she pulled up her covers around her neck, and in really no time at all, she was asleep.

Hermione however had not so easily fallen asleep, she lay awake in bed, staring at the ceiling. She had heard Ginny come in but she did not feel like now was the time to ask her questions, besides she wouldn't want to wake dear Parvati who had complained about "needing her sleep".

So she said nothing, and instead just stared up at the ceiling, twirling the ring in her fingers. She wondered if Malfoy really was going to wait forever, she knew though it WAS nice, her relationship with Ron wouldn't last forever.
'That's a terrible thing to say!' She thought
'I love Ron.'
'And Draco'
No, she mustn't think that, she had made her choice, it was Ron...
then why did she still looking forward to the day she could finally put on that ring?
Why did she day dream about Draco constantly?
She loved him; there was no denying it.
'So by the looks of things, you haven't REALLY decided yet.' She thought to herself.

As she lay there thinking, quite suddenly she heard a noise, she listened, on the stairwell leading up to the dormitories, there was definitely a sound of something...sliding? She hurried out of the room and squinted in the darkness. The stairs were no longer there; instead, there was a smooth marble slide. She smiled; there was a sudden 'thud', a groan, and then a voice,
"Awa, bloody hell."
Hermione carefully and quietly sat down at the top of the slide and. When she was seated comfortably, she pushed off with her hands, and she was sliding herself down the stairs and then-
"OOOW!"
"Shh! You're going to wake everyone up!"
"Hermione is that you?"
"No, it's Ron, it's Neville I just got a sex change."
"Hermione, it's not funny, you elbowed me in the ribs!"
"Sorry"
"Then get off of me!"
Laughing Hermione rolled over, freeing Ron. Ron slowly sat up rubbing his head.
"Bloody stairs" he said,
"Here, I was going to bring you this."
He held out a rose, with soft white petals.
"Oh Ronald! That's so sweet of you, it's beautiful."
"Yep, since we were working on it in Transfiguration, I well, transfigured this for you out of one of my old socks."
"Thank you Ron it- umm... it still smells a bit like socks."
"Oh... sorry, I'll just fix that for you-"
He started pulling out his wand.
"No! I mean, it's really alright, I really should be getting to bed now."
She had just remembered the other rose she had recieved that day. "Thank you so much Ron," she pecked him on the cheek
"Goodnight."
"Goodnight Her-"
but she was already halfway up the reformed stairs.

As she was going up the stairs she couldn't help but think that if Ron could do the rose trick for her, it wasn't as special as when Draco did it.

"That doesn't even make sense!" she muttered to herself. When she reached her bed, she pulled out the red rose that Draco had made for her earlier. She had completely forgotten that it was one of her books that she would in fact need to use tomorrow. She pulled out her wand and said clearly,
"Revestile Transonium"
But instead of simply changing back into the book, the rose burst into red flame that illuminated the whole room. The fire whirled around so that words formed out of the fire in midair:

"I LOVE YOU HERMIONE GRANGER"

Then without warning the words whirled together again and the fire was gone in a wisp of smoke, leaving her transfiguration book. The book hovered for a few seconds then fell with a thud on the floor, leaving a completely shocked Hermione still holding her wand out.
"Mum! Quick get you knickers on the house is on fire."
Said Parvati sleepily as she rolled over in her bed.

Damn why was this so difficult?

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Questions: -What will become of VC and GG now that DM has ditched them? -Will HP and GW last? -When will the psychotic LB strike with her evil plan involving a gum wrapper and a cheese grater? -Will GW go and stab both HG AND HP in the back and start something with DM? -Who will HG choose DM or RW? (better yet, who SHOULD she choose? PLEASE tell me what you think!) -What about NL in front of the Greenhouse?!? -Will AD finally come clean with TR (aka LV)

A/N: Sorry that it was soooooo long and not that much really happened, this one's not as romantic OR as funny in my opinion, but I'd rather hear what you all (my dearest readers) have to say. OH and thank you for my 2 glorious reviews!!

nychick8990: I just can't believe you notice that! Well, It just shows what a nerd I AM for putting the line in! I hope this one is a little easier to read for you. Thanks for the review!

KelQueenscove: or should I say KATIE JONES! Ha ha, yes I know you think he is yours... but I'm sure you would treat Ton Riddle much better than that old bastard Dumbledore so don't worry about it.

Pinkandgreenflamingo: Yeah, thanks a lot for your crappy "review" you know what? Don't ever ask for my help because flat out, I just don't like you! Hee hee Just kidding, hope you'll at least read the story tho!