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Chapter 7 ... hope you like it

We do not own any of JK Rowling Characters. (Almost) all the other characters are in fact real people (Ginger, Clarissa and Alyssa)

"So you like me?" Ron asked.

"I do since I same you last night," she said.

"This is odd. I barely even know you and you were just on top of me," he said.

"You don't like me?" Clarissa asked.

"I do, but I don't know you to well. Lets just be friends for the time being," he told her. She looked at him.

"You're frickin retarded," she said and she walked towards Harry and Ginger.

"What's wrong? You look upset?" Harry asked.

"Dude, what's wrong?" Ginger said.

"Your frickin friend," Clarissa told Harry.

"What did Ron do?" Ginger asked.

"He wants to be friends, just friends," Clarissa said, "he's retard," she added. Harry felt uncomfortable.

"I'm going to hear Ron's version of the story," he told Ginger. He walked away.

"So, are you okay?" Ginger asked.

"Of course! I don't do mushy stuff. He's probably gay anyways," Clarissa said.

"Well, lets head to class. We can be on time for once," Ginger said. They got up and walked to History of Magic.

During the whole class Clarissa felt Ron watching her.

"Dude, a frickin midget teaches this class," Clarissa whispered to Ginger.

"Okay, I want you all to pair up in groups of five. For the next week or so you'll be studying a chapter. After that, you will present what you know," the instructor said. Ginger assumed they'd work with Harry, Ron and Hermione but Clarissa grabbed her arm and dragged her to Malfoy's table.

"Looks like you three need two more," Clarissa said. She was well aware Harry and Ron were watching and completely stunned.

"Ladies, take a seat," Draco said. Clarissa smiled and sat next to Draco. "Why aren't you with Potter and Weasly?" he asked them.

"Lets just say we aren't speaking," Clarissa said.

"It hasn't even been a day, how'd he upset you so fast?" Draco asked. Clarissa knew Draco said 'he' not 'they' and wondered how he knew.

"What do you mean 'he'?" she asked.

"I could tell you liked him," Draco said, " I have to admit though, after this morning, I was sort of jealous," he smiled at her. Clarissa had a brilliant idea: She'd use Draco to make Ron jealous. Sure it was mean, but she had to do it. She leaned in towards Draco, well aware that Ron was still watching, and told him that she really liked him. Malfoy smiled, he knew Ron was watching too, and he put his arm around her. Ginger rolled her eyes. The professor came to their table.

"Chapter 3," he said and went to the next table.

After class Ginger walked out with Hermione because Clarissa had dumped her for Draco.

"So is Clarissa involed with Malfoy now?" Hermione asked.

"I guess so," Ginger said.

"She's moving quickly. Two boys in less than a day," Hermione said.

"Dude, lay off her. You're just frickin jealous that she likes Ron too and that she actually did something about it. And the work frickin doesn't bother you. You just use it as an excuse. A really lame one," Ginger told her. She walked away, leaving Hermione speechless.

Halfway down the stairs Harry caught up with Ginger.

"Hey," he said.

"Hi," she told him. They kept walking in silence.

"So why'd Clarissa leave you?" He asked.

"Draco said he wanted to show her something. I don't care, that was our last class. We only has three," Ginger said.

"No defense against the Dark Arts?" Harry asked.

"Nope."

"No Charms?"

"Next semester," she said.

"Is there a reason you're not talking to me?" he asked as they started going down another flight of stairs.

"I'm talking to you, what are we doing right now?" she said sarcastically.

"Okay, well I got another class. I'll see you later."

"Yeah…" he went away.

Ginger came to the picture.

"Password?" the lady asked.

"Weaselsticks," Ginger said.

"No, I'm sorry, that's not it," she said.

"You mean our password change?" Ginger asked.

"At any given time," the picture answered.

"Oh come on, I'm new here, let me in. Please," Ginger said.

"I'm sorry, I can't do that," the lady said.

"Fine…" Ginger said, she sat down.

"Great idea! Sit and wait," the picture said.

"You know it."

"So you're new, where from?"

"Wisconsin."

"Wisconsin? Oh America! I bet its different there."

Their conversation continued until Ron and Harry came walking up a hour and a half later.

"Why are you sitting out here?" Harry asked.

"She's enjoying a conversation with me," the picture said.

"I forgot, well, didn't know the password changed," Ginger told them.

"Oh, that's understandable," Ron said.

"Password?" the lady asked.

"Acid Rain," Harry said. They crawled through.

"Where's Clarissa?" Ron asked, searching the common room.

"What do you care?" Ginger asked him. He didn't answer. They sat down at a table.

"Something wrong?" Harry asked Ginger.

"Nothing, I'm tired, I think I'll head to bed," she said getting up.

"Its only 3:45," Harry said. Ginger didn't listen.

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