A/N: Ta-Da! Two chapters updated within two hours! How DID I do it? Haha. Kidding. I did it cause this ones too short. But it's late and I felt really bad for leaving you guys with a cliffie. Heh heh. Lol. So read and review please!

xx-Mione-Fan-xx

All's Fair in Love and War

Chapter Thirteen

Hermione cried out as she hit the hard ground. Her wand flew away from her outstretched hand. Groaning, she crawled to her feet and turned to look in confusion at the person who was obviously not Harry.

"Who are you?" She growled angrily.

"What are you talking about, Hermione? I'm Harry," the fake Harry snapped.

"No you're not and you'd better stop pretending to be him."

"What's the matter with you anyway, Hermione? You're acting very strange," 'Harry' said.

"Harry would never hurt me, and you're not him. So tell me, which Slytherin is it?"

"What are you talking about? I never hurt you. I would never hurt you, Hermione!" 'Harry' shouted. But then he smirked and pushed her hard against the wall. "Potter's too nice to do anything like that. But that's not what you're going to think after I'm done with you. I'm going to make it so that the only thing you remember is perfect Potter beating the living shit out of you," the fake Harry whispered in her ear and Hermione shivered because it sounded like Harry, except much more vicious.

"I would never think that of Harry, no matter what you plant inside my mind," Hermione snapped.

"We'll see, Granger," the Slytherin said and hit her across the face hard. Why am I always getting into trouble? Hermione asked herself as her attacker hit her in the face many more times. The Slytherin took her head and smashed it hard against the wall. Hermione moaned and felt her vision spin.

'It wasn't Harry. It wasn't Harry. It wasn't Harry. It wasn't Harry.' She thought this over and over again so that if she passed out, maybe it would be possible so that she didn't wake up thinking Harry had attacked her. 'Please, God, let me remember that it was a Slytherin. Let me have enough common sense to know it wasn't Harry.'

Hermione's world went black and she felt herself collapse.

"Hermione! Hermione, wake up! Wake up Hermione!"

"Harry, we've got to take her to the hospital wing!" Ginny said. Harry nodded and gathered the unconscious Hermione into his arms.

"What do you think happened to her?" Ron asked quietly. Ginny shrugged.

"She's been hit loads of times. She shouldn't be hurt too badly though. No magic was used. She's likely just bruised so I'd say someone had a go at her. But she'll be fine," Ginny replied.

They got her to the hospital wing and as Madame Pomfrey was looking her over, Hermione woke up.

Groaning, the first thing Hermione saw was black hair and dark green eyes. "NO! Stay away! Get out of here!"

Her vision cleared and she saw Ginny and Ron standing beside Harry. It wasn't Harry. It wasn't Harry. "It wasn't Harry," she murmured aloud, wondering where that thought had come from.

"Hermione? Are you okay?" Ginny asked her, placing a hand on Hermione's arm. "What happened?"

"I-I don't know. All I remember is Harry, and lots of pain," Hermione murmured softly, staring at Harry, whose head was shaking emphatically. "But it wasn't you, Harry. In my mind, I keep saying over and over again that it wasn't you and I don't know why I'm saying it."

"I was with Ron the entire time you were gone, Hermione. We got worried because you'd been gone for over a half an hour. So we went looking for you, and found you collapsed in the hallway," Harry explained. Hermione nodded.

"Someone is definitely framing you, Harry," Hermione said firmly. Harry looked relieved that she didn't believe he'd actually hit her and she smiled reassuringly at him.

Ron passed her her wand. "Here, picked this up after we found you."

"Thanks, Ron," Hermione said smiling.

"I think its Jeremy Logan," Ginny said suddenly. "He wanted revenge on all of the Gryffindor's. And I've been told he's really dangerous,"

"Yeah and he does have blonde hair," Hermione added, nodding. Madame Pomfrey gave her a potion and told her she could go back to the common room. All she had were bruises and they would heal given time.

The four of them left the hospital wing together, still trying to decide who had framed Harry.

"So yeah, McGonagall thought it was a good idea and she allowed it. So we're good to go," Terry told Hermione as they met in the Gryffindor's Head of House's office to prepare for the meeting.

"Wonderful. This is going to be so much fun!" Hermione cried.

"By the way, what happened to your face?" Terry asked, frowning.

"Oh, some stupid Slytherin attacked me on my way back to the common room last night. Maybe you should be warned. Some Slytherin is going around posing as Harry and attacking people. He or she did it first with Ginny and then with me."

"Wow, that's terrible, Hermione. You shouldn't really be going anywhere alone. What if it happens again?"

"Believe me; I won't be going alone anymore. Harry and Ron have both insisted on escorting me and Ginny everywhere," Hermione said rolling her eyes.

"Good, because they can't let anything else happen to you," Terry said smiling at her. She gave him a hug and thanked him for his concern just as the prefects began arriving.

"What's this meeting about anyway?" Draco Malfoy called from his spot in the back of the room.

"Oh shut it Malfoy," Ginny snapped. "Really though, Hermione, what is this about?"

Chuckling Hermione said, "Well Terry and I have decided that we should have an all day snowball fight this Friday. We can call it Fun Friday and the whole school will participate. Everyone will be let out of classes – McGonagall already said we could do this – and just have a sort of snowball war. We can have hot chocolate and tea available and extra hats and mittens for those who don't have any. It could be really fun. And I'm sure Slytherin would have fun attacking Gryffindor,"

As Hermione said that, Malfoy looked up and nodded eagerly. Zabini grinned.

"I think it's a brilliant idea!" Malfoy said loudly. "A good chance for me to whack a few Gryffindorks in the face with snow. Perfect,"

"That's enough, Malfoy. Now, does anyone else think it's a good idea?" Hermione asked and received many smiles and nods. "Right then, we'll need posters up to announce it and scrounge up some extra hats and mittens. Also, someone will need to alert the house-elves so they'll be prepared to make hot chocolate and tea for everyone on that day. Tell all your friends and be ready for Friday!"

"You guys can go start your rounds now," Terry said and the prefects raced for the door. Laughing Hermione left with Ron.

"That was a good idea, Mione. It'll be fun for everyone. Even the Slytherins. And hopefully I can get a few shots aimed at Malfoy's face too," Ron said and Hermione giggled.

"Yeah, it should be fun, Ron. I'm looking forward to it," Hermione said, grinning.

"Hey Granger, what happened to your face?" Malfoy asked as he walked by laughing.

"Shove off, Malfoy!" Hermione snapped.

"I still think it's him, you know," Ron said, glaring at the back of Malfoy's head.

"Yeah well, it's not,"

"How do you know?"

"I just know, okay? I think Ginny's right; it's Logan."

"Yeah, well, we'll see Hermione. We'll see."

I don't know when the next one will be up but I can GUARANTEE that there will finally be some Dramione romance in it. Finally. lol. It'll be the snowball fight. xD Hehe.