Hi people! I'm back again, but this might be my last chapter for this week since I'm going on vacation Friday. (YAY!) And if you don't mind, I know I said the fun thing last chapter wasn't a chapter, but I'm going to count it as one so I don't get confused. Therefore, making this chapter…

Chapter 9

 Blackmailing Ron

Ron: Hey! What is that supposed to mean?!

Hermione: Well, obviously, Ron. You must be getting blackmailed this chapter.

Ron: How can I get blackmailed? I haven't done anything ape-like in a month!

*Harry and Hermione wink at each other from behind Ron's back. *

Draco: Well, maybe Hermione's trying to get back at you for calling her a cabbage.

Hermione: YOU WHAT?!

Ron: I didn't I swear!

Harry: No, Ron. I really think you did.

Ron: Harry! I didn't do it, Hermione! *Ron keeps backing up as Hermione advances toward him looking highly angry. Harry and Draco are inching slowly out of the room to get ready for Ron's blackmailing. *

Hermione: I swear, Ronald Weasley! I'll hex you until your head blows up!

*Harry and Draco are in the hallway and run up to Colin's Dark Room. *

Ron: No! Harry, Draco, don't leave me!

(AN: I so had to do that. This is the real chapter incase anyone's confused.)

            It was a bright sunny day and Hermione laid in bed, not wanting to get up. She looked over to her clock on her nightstand. Oh great. It's already 9:30. I had better get up. (AN: Sorry for the quick transition into Hermione's head.) I went to get some clothes and took a shower. I got out 20 minutes later, and yet, I still didn't want to do anything. Well, that doesn't really matter since it's a Saturday. No classes. As I talked to myself, I noticed that I was absent mindedly picking up clothes off the floor and putting them into my closet. I looked at the red sweater in my hand and threw it on my trunk. Now, is not the time for cleaning. Hey, I might be top of my class, but that doesn't mean I like my room neat. Putting clothes away is not my kind of a pastime. So, I decided to go downstairs and see what was going on. Justin and his friend were playing Wizard's Chess on the blue couch, while Draco was patting an owl on his knee. I quickly recognized it as Hedwig. I crossed the room toward him. He at me when I stopped in front of him. He smiled up at me.

            "Good morning," he said cheerfully.

            "Good morning. Isn't this Harry's owl?" I said, knowing perfectly well it was.

            "It came a few minutes ago and has been waiting for you I guessed." He was right, because when I sat down, Hedwig flew over and perched on my leg. She held her leg out for me to take the letter. I untied it, but Hedwig did not fly away. Harry must want me to write back to him. At that thought, I unraveled the piece of parchment.

Dear Hermione,

            Where were you this morning? You weren't at breakfast this morning. Me and Ron are worried, but you are probably okay if you are reading this. Hagrid wrote to me and asked if we wanted to come over to visit after lunch. We'll meet you in the Great Hall at lunch. Until then, please write back to tell us you're alright.

                                                                        Ron and Harry

            They're worried about me? Well, yeah you never sleep this late. That's true. I should write back to them.

Dear Ron and Harry,

            I'm perfectly alright. I'll be down to lunch shortly. See you in a few.

                                                                        Hermione

            I gave the letter to Hedwig, and she took off. I decided to get dressed in some real clothes since I had just put my pajamas back on with my bathrobe over them. I stood up and Draco looked up at me.

            "Where are you going in such a hurry? Was it bad news?" he asked, a little sign of worry in his voice.

            "No, everything's fine. Ron and Harry are just worried about me, that's all. So, is everything still on for today?" I asked.

            "Um…Oh yeah. Harry and I got the pictures from Colin last night. All 150 of them." He grinned evilly.

            "Good. Harry should be up about five minutes after we leave for Hagrid's. He'll meet you in the Great Hall." I said this all in a business-like manner. Unfortunately, Draco heard it, too.

            "You know, Hermione. Blackmailing isn't supposed to be like a business meeting. Well, some of it is, but make sure you enjoy it. I know I will."

            "Yes, I suppose you're right. Anyways, do you want to come down to lunch with me? Well, nevermind. You sort of have to come." I smiled at him. He nodded and we exited out of our colorful portrait.

Sorry, the blackmailing wasn't really in this chapter, but I'll continue onto next chapter. I have to go, now, since my grandma insists that it's "late to be on the computer." It's only 10! Oh well. R&R.