A/N. Krys is in Hermione's body, but when it says 'Krys', its Krys talking, or Krys that they're looking at, even though its in Hermione's body. And when it says 'Hermione', it means the Hermione that's in Krys' body. Regular Hermione. Hermione people. I'm not doing this by bodies. Thanks.

Krys scanned the crowd. No one was half as dangerous as she and Harry. She whistled loudly and all the attention was given to her, Hermione and Ginny. Krys walked over to the railing and sat down. They all looked at her like she was crazy.

"Why are you bothering Neville?" she asked in a calm tone, as she suddenly hopped off of the banister and walked up to Mason. All of a sudden, she shouted "Expelliarant Discipuli!" All of the wands flew into her hand. She tossed them all to Harry in one bundle. He froze all of them in the air. Suddenly, Krys took her heel and looked like she was about to hit Mason with it. It was a millimeter from his eye, when she stopped. "This is what its like to fight defenselessly." Mason didn't say anything. He was shaking. Krys walked into the group and grabbed Neville's hand. She dragged him out of the circle and to Harry and the others. Then they started to walk away silently.

"Wait! What about our wands?!" one of the boys asked.

"Learn to live without defense!" shouted Krys, as she used her wand to wet all of them. Brookes looked at her.

"Wow, Granger." he started. "You've always seemed so composed. I've never seen you like that." Krys shrugged.

"Yeah, everyone thinks I'm a big neat freak, with a pin in my ass, when in reality, I'm a slob." she said jokingly. They all laughed, including Hermione.

"Oh Henry." Hermione started seductively. "Like my tattoo?" she asked as she showed Brookes her back. Brookes nodded stupidly.

"Don't be such a slut-butt, Cookie." Krys said seriously. Hermione winked, then laughed.

"I see you guys are friends again." Brookes said. They all nodded.

"Yeah, she's my Cookie." Krys said. Hermione laughed.

"Bon-bon." she cooed.

When they walked into the great hall, it was decorated nicely. Krys started to skip to the seats, until Hermione grabbed her hand.

"What happened?" Krys asked. Hermione rolled her eyes. "Oh Jesus- already? I can't get a little tipsy first? I can't dance in public, without being drunk first." Hermione laughed, and dragged Krys to Ron. Krys rolled her eyes and took his hand. The song 'Your Winter' by Sister Hazel started to play.

'The grey ceiling on the earth

Well it's lasted for a while

Take my thoughts for what they're worth

I've been acting like a child

In your opinion, and what is that?

It's just a different point of view

What else can I do?

I said I'm sorry, yeah I'm sorry.

I said I'm sorry ,but what for?

If I hurt you then I hate myself

Don't want to hate myself, don't want to hurt you

Why do you choose your pain?

If you only know how much I love you, love you

I won't be your winter

I won't be anyone's excuse to cry

We can be forgiven

I will be here

The old picture on the shelf

Well it's been there for a while

A frozen image of ourselves

We are acting like a child

Innocent and in a trance

A dance that lasted for a while

You read my eyes just like your diary,

oh remember, please remember

Well, I'm not a beggar, but what's more

If I hurt you, then I hate myself,

And I don't wanna hate myself, don't wanna hurt you

Why do you choose that pain?

If you only knew how much I love you

I won't be your winter

I won't be anyone's excuse to cry

We can be forgiven

I will be here

I won't be your winter

I won't be anyone's excuse to cry

We can be forgiven

I will be here'

Krys stayed on beat, and swayed to the music horribly. She and Ron ended up laughing through the entire dance. When they were done, Krys and Ron sat down.

"You're a really bad dancer." he said. Krys nodded.

"You stepped on my foot about four times, so you can just shut it, aiight?" she said. Ron laughed, then he pointed. Krys looked to where he was pointing. Ares and Brookes were sitting on either side of Hermione. Krys shrugged, then started to get comfortable. She put her hoodie on, put her iPod headphones in, then started to play her PSP. Ron tapped her shoulder, and she looked at him.

"What?" she asked, as she took her headphones out.

"You're gonna leave me alone? I'm bored." said Ron.

"Where's your PSP?" she asked.

"On my nightstand. I'm bored. I wanna play with yours." Ron whined. Krys growled, then handed Ron her PSP.

"Why don't you go over there and talk to Hermione?" she asked. Ron looked at her.

"Why don't you go talk to Ares?" he retorted. Krys gave him the finger, then looked over at Hermione, and realized that Ares was staring at her.

"Please don't tell me that he's in love with her, too." Krys mumbled to herself. She looked up, and Ares' gaze made her uncomfortable. It made her feel naked. Then, the worst possible thing happened. A small blonde Gryffindor, by the name of Lavender Brown, walked over to him, and held her hand out. Ares looked at Hermione, Krys, then looked at Lavender, before he accepted her hand. Krys groaned, then started to play games on her iPod. She looked up, and Lavender was dancing very close to Ares. Krys threw her head back, and started to groan louder. Then, she looked at Ron who was concentrating hard, trying winning the basketball game on the PSP. Krys stomped on his foot, and he looked at her instead of wincing in pain.

"What?" he asked. Krys looked at him.

"Didn't you hear the double groan?" she asked him. Ron laughed.

"You're going really girly on me." he said. "And you're going mental."

"I've been crazy. What's killing me now, is the fact that I'm not supposed to be in Hermione's body. I'm supposed to be telling Brookes that we're only friends."

"Why would you have to tell him that?" Ron asked.

"'Cause he kissed me yesterday. I had no idea what the hell was going on- and now, he might plant a surprise one on Hermione." Krys said. Ron looked at her. "Please, I didn't even see it coming." Ron shrugged. "Man up."

"Seven years." Ron said calmly. Krys took his hand, and squeezed it roughly. She squeezed it to hurt him. Ron's face went red.

"Are you listening to me?" Krys asked.

"Ouch." Ron said calmly. Krys let his hand go. "What the hell was that for?"

"Shut up, and man up. You're breaking a promise." Krys said. Ron looked at her questioningly.

"What promise?" he asked.

"You promised me that you'd never do anything to ruin the friendship. You lied to me. So… if you're not going to try and forgive her, then you don't need to be talking to me either." Ron looked at Krys for a minute, before he nodded. "Just try to keep the friendship."

"Krys, this is worse than her not feeling the same about me." Krys nodded.

"That may be so. But- at least she's not dating anyone else. She could be flaunting guys all around." she said. "I mean- how horrible would it be to see Hermione dating another guy? At least she loves and respects you enough to not date. That shows that she's hurting too."

"How!?"

"Ron. Just do it. Birthday gift."

"What about my birthday?"

"I'll get you a cupcake. Is it my fault that I was in a possibly eternal dream?" Krys asked.

"Bring on the guilt." said Ron. Krys nodded.

"You know it." she said. Ron kissed her cheek, then got up. He slowly started to walk towards Hermione. He looked back at Krys once, then continued to walk. From what Krys could see, all they did was exchange a few words, hugged, then Ron walked away.

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Ron walked towards Hermione and Brookes. Hermione looked up at him briefly.

"I'm sorry." Ron said. "You are my friend, and I hope that you accept my apology." Hermione smiled and nodded.

"Yeah. I accept, and apologize. You're my friend… and that's what I want." she said. Ron didn't say anything for a moment. Then he nodded, and hugged her. After that, he walked back over to Krys. Krys was staring at him.

"What the hell was that?" she asked. Ron smiled.

"Our friendship." he said. Krys started to get up. "The moment you go over there, I'm going to Ares, who's been dancing with Lavender for a very long time." Krys smiled sweetly, then stomped on Ron's foot, twice. The second time, he winced in pain. Krys laughed at the murderous look on his face. Krys winked, then Neville walked up to her. She looked at him.

"Um, may I have this dance?" he asked. Krys smiled slightly, then chuckled a bit. He looked put out.

"I'm sorry. I'm not laughing at you- its just, you saw me dance. You know I'm not good." Krys said. Neville laughed.

"I suppose its better anyway. You probably don't want to dan-" he said.

"Neville, shut up!" Krys yelled. Neville's eyes widened. "Sit down." Neville did as he was told. "What was that about? In the hallway?"

"Luna."

"You guys don't go out?" Krys asked. Neville shook his head.

"We're just friends." he said.

"Neville and Luna sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G." she teased. Neville cracked a smile. Krys groaned. "I'll regret this in the morning." she muttered to herself, as she took Neville's hand and led him to the dance floor.

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