A/N Yay! 18 reviews! Ok ok the last three were from the same person, but it's nice to know someone likes my story enough to give that many. Oh and by the way, i hate Hermy so from now on it's Mione.

Another Freak: ok look, don't try thinking ahead, i dunno what's gonna happen so you've got no chance. Lol Love You!

x.X.x.xesha.x.X.x: THANKYOU!

Super awesome x3: well I've already spoken to you, but i can tell you that the information on the translator will come up later in the story.

Evilrabidplotbunnies: what can i say, i love French!

Evilrabidplotbunnies: i know but it's gonna happen anyway.

Evilrabidplotbunnies: well i wonder too, i suppose we'll find out later.

Chapter 7: Nous devons avoir le Courage, la Foi et le Gâteau de Fondant de Chocolat! (We must have Courage, Faith and Chocolate Fudge Cake!)

(It has been a week since the last time we saw our characters. We can only imagine what has happened. Many of you may want to know the events of this past week, I'm sure Draco will let us know.)

Normal pov:

"You can run, Blaise Zabini, but i will find you!"

He's gonna DIE! I can't believe him, him and Weaselette have finally driven me over the edge.

Draco ran down the gloomy corridor leading to the Slytherin common room.

He caught Blaise by the back of his robes. Blaise fought viciously, attempting escape, but only ended up ripping his robes and being slammed against the wall.

"Why?" Draco snarled, pinning Blaise against the wall. "Why help her?"

"I was helping you my fine friend. Dearest Granger likes you." Blaise said, not in the least bothered.

"She doesn't, she said it her self." Draco said, trying to convince himself more than Blaise.

"Well, i heard differently. Well? You were in the middle of informing me what i seem to have done wrong."

"Yes, you gave Miss Weasley a translator, she then listened in on a conversation between Miss Granger and myself, feeding the information back to you, Why?"

Flashback (a/n i know i hate them to, but this will get Super awesome x3 off my back)

"Weasley, took your time didn't you?"

Gin turned around. Blaise Zabini stepped out from the shadows.

"What no insult? I would have expected better from Mr Malfoy's right hand man."

"Not all Slytherins are jerks."

Gin snorted. "Could have fooled me."

Blaise' eyes narrowed, "Keep going and I'll give you more than an insult."

"Oh I'm scared now." In a sarcastic and obviously bored voice "Just tell me why I'm here." She leaned against the other wall of the Astronomy Tower.

"I need help."

Gin did a double take. A smirk rose on her face.

"What's this? A Snake requesting help from a Lion? What will the world come to?"

Blaise smiled (a/n yes smiled, a Slytherin has smiled, i can see Babe flying past my window now.) "How about a Snake and Lion falling in love?"

Gin's smirk grew more pronounced "Is that why I'm here? Are you going to confess your undying love for me, under the full moon?"

Blaise grimaced "No jokes Weasley, you know full well who and what I'm talking about."

"French?"

"Exactly."

"Do you understand?"

"Not on my own." He held up a small, silver box, no bigger than a thimble. "It's a translator. I use this to work out his other half, his French half." Gin looked at him, confused. "It's a pureblood thing."

"I'm pureblood!"

"Ah but a bloodtraitor, and that's worse than a muggleborn."

"Fair point." She looked at him. "What's yours?"

"Huh? Oh my other half? Espagnol."

"Dude."

"Anyway, off subject. I need help with a match making scheme, i need an ally."

Gin thought "Deal." She held out her hand and he shook it.

"Here." He gave her a translator (a/n NOTE!), same as his but gold. "This can record, translate and send speech. Until next week, same time?"

End Flashback

That had taken place before the little outburst in DADA, so Blaise had managed to tape that and send it to Gin.

"I said 'WHY?'!" Draco roared.

"Because you're a lonely, miserable, unhappy man, and when you're unhappy, I'm unhappy." (a/n fizzy lemon fish to whoever can tell me, which film that's from.)

"Oh for the love of Merlin shut up with the quotes!"

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"Mione, i did it for your own good."

Mione boar down on Gin "How could you, A SLYTHERIN!"

"Yes, and a pretty fit one at that." She said, drifting off into a daydream…. That is, until Mione gave her a sharp dig in the ribs. "OW! What was that for?"

"Vous connaissez parfaitement le puits ce qui! (You know perfectly well what!)"

Gin threw her hands up in exasperation "Mione, you just took the translator, I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOUR SAYING!"

"Well, I'm sorry but……" she trailed off.

Gin made a please carry on gesture "But… what?"

"I have just had such a brilliant idea." Her eyes wide, with a spark that Gin knew meant 'prank'. She grinned.

Gin pov

"Well, what do you think?"

I stared at her "Mione that's harsh, really harsh. I love it!"

Oh this is gonna kill 'em, i wonder what he'll do….. well, all of them, really.

"So when?" i ask.

"Tonight."

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Normal pov

"It's done."

Gin looked up "What?"

"It's ready."

Gin nodded

"What's up?"

"Nothing, just thinking."

They went into the great hall.

Gin whispered "How did Dobby take it?"

"He thought it was brilliant, he still hasn't forgiven Dra.. Malfoy for the treatment during slavery." Mione said back smirking.

They sat down next to Harry and Ron. Ron took one look at them and jumped up.

Harry looked at him in confusion "Mate, what the hell?"

Ron didn't speak, he pointed at the two girls. Harry looked and immediately joined Ron, as he leged it out of the great hall. And they had a right to be scared, most other people had shifted along the bench, away from the two and checked their food very carefully. You didn't stay close when they smirked like that, they had managed to turn the entire student population into rabbits last time.

Suddenly, there was a sound like a gong and the Slytherins changed into the opposite of their normal selves.

Parkinson turned into a modestly dressed young girl, Goyle into a lecturer, Crabbe same, Blaise turned into a chav

(a/n AAAAGGGGGHHHH NO NOT THE CHAVS! (AUTHOR RUNS AWAY)

(Author returns still scared) … has it gone?)

and Draco into a Harry look alike. The same could be said for the entire table.

Pansy Parkinson looked down at her clothes and screamed. Crabbe and Goyle were still too thick to notice anything. Blaise closed his eyes, wishing the floor would swallow him up and Draco looked over at the girls a look of pure horror on his face.

The girls looked up. Their laughter completely died in their throats. The look of terrifying anger on Draco's face caused them to run, full pelt, out of the great hall.

"MOVE! I'M GONNA KILL THEM, I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL THEM! " he screamed as he sprinted after the them down the hall sending Colin Creevey, who was laughing like mad, though still holding his camera remarkably still, flying across the entrance hall.

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"Mione……. I……. can't…………. run……….any……….. more." Gin collapsed on the floor breathing heavily "Just go on without me!"

"Nope, you'll be fine, just get up quickly." Mione hadn't even broken into a sweat. "i thought you were meant to be fit and healthy."

"i sit on a broomstick, not exactly good for the leg muscles is it? Anyway how come…."

She was cut short by an almighty crash from down the hall, Draco had knocked over a suit of armour while running around the corner. Thinking quickly, Mione levitated her friend and ran to the heads dormitories. Luckily Draco had been attacked by Peeves halfway down the corridor.

"Pan, i need a favour, can you stall Draco?"

Pandora raised an eyebrow, Draco was it now? "yeah ok, I'll think of summit."

"thanks, Ennui (Trouble (a/n new password))"

The portrait swung open and Mione ran to her orb. She let Gin down from the levitation spell, she could hear Pan talking to Draco "hey mate, you any good at painting? Cause i want a new hair colour. Could you do it?" "NO I BLOODY WELL CAN'T AND WONT, NOW LET ME IN!" "password first." "Amour et Haine!" "WRONG!" "well Granger said something about trouble but…."

Mione didn't wait for anymore, she knew he'd work it out in a matter of seconds. She ran to the orb dragging Gin with her.

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"Ennui!"

"Finally, for a head you're not exactly bright, then again, you are a boy so…."

Oh for the love of "LET ME IN!"

"Calm down, only making conversation." He climbed into the room "Bloody feminists."

"I heard that." And she slammed the back of the portrait into his face.

Ow he thought, temporarily forgetting his anger. It came flooding back to him, as he saw the gold and red sphere just floating out of the window.

A/N well that's it so far, I'm not sure what else to write about, so suggestions will be most welcome, though flames not so, until then Au revoir et Revue!