A/N: I promise a lot of things… and I'm going to fulfill some of the most important ones right here.

Disclaimer: They all belong to J.K Rowling… although I've always wondered if there was a chance she was actually a witch, and that world actually existed. I mean, she's got to have SOME imagination!

He had to laugh or he'd burst.

"Oh, go on, Hermione. It's your turn to be mortified beyond belief."

"Yes Hermione. Go on," he prodded. "And remember to say the words you should before that…"

"I would like to declare that I am not attached right now, and that I'm going to sing a song to my one true love.. I have to declare my feelings to her!"

There was a resounding silence. Did Hermione Granger just admit that she was bisexual?

"Every time you look at me I see,

The person with whom I'm meant to be,

You just look away…"

"I don't care what you say,

Angels weren't meant to be alone,

I don't care what's your tone,

Cause baby you've got me,

You've got me so besotted."

Hermione then gazed at the entire student population, sounding a great deal more confident than she had been before. She had a good voice, and she knew it. She looked so relaxed that for a fleeting moment, even Harry and Ron thought that this was entirely her own idea.

"Every time you touch me I feel,

As if I would even kill,

Just for your touch again,

Though you still cause me pain."

"I don't care what you say,

Angels weren't meant to be alone,

I don't care what's your tone,

Cause baby you've got me,

You've got me so besotted"

"So please don't forsake me…

Just let our love be…

Tainted angel spread your wings,

Fly away with me and we shall sing."

"I don't care what you say,

Angels weren't meant to be alone,

I don't care what's your tone,

Cause baby you've got me,

You've got me so besotted(besotted)"

At the last note, she stared directly at Snape, and smiling, walked towards him.

There was much laughter and many wolf whistles in the Great Hall, and an incredulous Snape couldn't do anything but stare. Harry was laughing along. He should have expected that. She had managed to keep her dignity intact by declaring that Snape was a girl, and by insulting him she had shown that she was not in love with him. He had to hand it to her.

Smiling triumphantly, Hermione walked back to the table.

"Fifty points from Gryffindor!" yelled Snape.

There wasn't a Gryffindor at the table who could honestly say that it wasn't worth the points just to see Snape's face.

"Wow, 'Mione, that was awesome!"

"Yeah, even some of the Slytherins were laughing!"

"Thank you!" Hermione said, before bowing. "Now, I have something to attend to." Disappointed groans sounded, but they made a way for Harry and Hermione to leave.

"So Harry, here's everything. It was all pre-prepared."

Harry sighed, before removing the necklace that he had brought out just for this occasion. Catching sight of it, Hermione gawked. She took a while to regain her composure, and when she did, her first words were, "Harry, it's beautiful!"

Smiling, Harry brought all the items to the next room so as to put them on.

"How do I look?"

Fanning herself rapidly, Hermione replied, "Hot. As in sexy"

Harry smiled again, viewing himself in the mirror. "It'll work."

"I have no doubt that it will."

"Leonard?"

"Hey, Pansy, I know I haven't really been invited, but---"He never got to finish his sentence.

"Merlin! I can't believe that you're here! Blaise said you might, but…wow! He never said you'd look this good."

Harry smiled. Pansy was obviously falling over herself to please him, just like all the other girls. Was he that good looking now? Probably not. It would be part of Blaise's plan. "Thanks. May I?"

"Yeah, sure!"

The walls were a vibrant green. Silver paintings framed the walls. He couldn't believe it looked this nice.

The Slytherins looked totally at ease, not even caring about him being among them. Not that they had to. It was the whole Slytherin dorm against him.

All of a sudden, he caught sight of Draco Malfoy. With a pen in his hand. Not just any pen. The ink was the exact shade of the ink with which the letters were written. The paper looked the same.

Before he could confront Malfoy, Blaise walked up to him.

"So what did you write this time? What do you mean, he hasn't replied?"

"I think you should put in something extra sappy to reel him in this time. What about, 'I don't know why you're not replying. Do you despise me?' That'll get to his conscience, the foolish Gryffindor."

"Blaise! I'm trying to concentrate!"

"Sorry, mate. I know---"

Harry didn't bother to listen anymore. It had all been a stupid trick, one devised by his enemy. He could not… should not have trusted the letters. After all, it was faceless, anyone could pretend.

He hid his sobs until he was out of the door, and then the sobs came freely as he stumbled up the steps and away from the Slytherin dormitory.

"Blaise, you know I love him. I'm not joking. Just leave him ALONE!"

Blaise only smirked. "All right." His job was accomplished anyway.

"Draco, did you see Harry?"

"No. Why would I?"

"He requested entrance. He walked towards you. Are you sure he didn't? I mean, he should have figured it out."

"When was that?"

"When Blaise walked up to you. He told me to inform him."

"When Blaise---Oh, shit! Did he leave?"

"Yeah. Funny thing, he looked pretty upset. I thought he'd be happy!"

"Tell me when he comes back." Draco Malfoy's voice was now filled with an iron edge. "I have some…business…to attend to."

"ok…"

Harry buried his face in his pillow, preferring not to think how he had been tricked by his rival again.

Yet he could not sleep, and tears kept coming to his eyes.

I thought you loved me. I really did…

A/N: The song was, well, not what most of you expected, but it was still a joy to write And angst! Lol, this story is taking a downturn…but not for long.