(A/N: I got a little carried away. So this is an extra chapter, purely for my own (and hopefully your) entertainment.

The scenario: Ron found the returned list with Dumbledore's note after breakfast, and told Harry all about it on the way to Charms. Hermione has only just arrived, and caught the tail-end of the conversation. Their conversation is written on a scrap piece of parchment with the list in Ron's trunk. Harry is paired with Seamus, so the conversation is just between Hermione and Ron.

Enjoy.)

(Ronald, promise me you didn't really leave the list in the common room?)

(Of course not, Hermione)

(Liar. How else did McGonagall find it?)

(Well, I didn't mean to leave it there. I thought I'd put it with my essay.)

(Your Transfiguration essay?)

(That's the one.)

(That was so awful McGonagall didn't even bother marking it?)

(Yes…)

(You put that essay in the fire.)

(Oh. I did? Well, I must have put the list with my Potions notes.)

(You put those notes in the fire too. Just after you said 'Potions is about as useful as Percy on a broomstick'.)

(I'd forgotten about that.)

(Obviously. So you just 'forgot' the list?)

(Yes. Slipped my mind.)

(Even though we'd just written another ten ways to kill her?)

(Well, you know, I was tired.)

(I seem to recall you told us you were going to sit by the fire for a while because you weren't sleepy.)

(What is this, twenty questions?!)

(I've only asked six.)

(Trust you to count.)

(Trust you to plant the list so that McGonagall would find it.)

(I thought it would be funny.)

(So you admit that you left it in the common room on purpose?)

(Oh. I fell for that one, didn't I?)

(Yes. Answer the question.)

(Yes, Hermione. I purposely left the list in the common room so that McGonagall would find it.)

(You are unbelievable. Do you know how much trouble you could have got in?)

(Yes. Dumbledore kindly pointed that out to me.)

(Umbridge would have expelled you.)

(Good. Then I wouldn't have to put up with her as a teacher.)

(Ronald!)

(Well, she didn't, did she? And the other teachers seemed to think it was a brilliant idea. Of course, I always knew I was a genius. You just misunderstand me.)

(Yes, frankly, I was rather shocked at their behaviour. I mean, it's hardly appropriate for us to be writing it, but they're teachers!)

(Brilliant. Bloody brilliant. That's what it was.)

(Don't you know any other expressions?)

(You wouldn't like them.)

(Try me.)

(No, really. They're much worse.)

(I can handle it.)

(I don't really want to write it down. Especially if the teachers get a hold of this again.)

(Fine, just say it.)

(Flitwick will hear.)

(Whisper it then.)

(Told you.)

(Hermione?)

(Hermione? Please don't look at me like that.)

(Really, I did warn you. Please stop looking at me like that.)

(You have something on your face, Ronald.)

(Oh. What is it? Is it off now? Really, Hermione, I am sorry.)

(No, it's not off. Because it's your foul mouth. Nobody else would have an 'expression' quite as vivid as yours, Ronald.)

(Yeah, Fred and George do. They taught it to me.)

(Why does that not surprise me?)

(Umm, because you're used to their foul mouths?)

(It was a rhetorical question, Ronald.)

(I'll just pretend I know what 'rhetorical' means.)

(You do that.)

(Flitwick's coming.)