HEy sorry this took so long, I thought everyone hated this story! Oh btw, please read this story by betsybustamove, she new on fanfic, and its pretty cool. Its a remix!
 
 "Dude, she not going to fall for this..." Ron said uneasily to Harry, safetly in the boys dorm.
 "No it will work." Harry assured him confidently, smoothing back his hair. "It has too. I don't feel like giving out 150 galleons to Malfoy you know."
 "I know I know, but do you have to get her to love you, or sleep with you?"
 "I think he said love, but some harmless fun won't be too bad." He smirked. Ron shook his head.
 "Harry, you in over your head. Don't you remember when Hermione was our friend???"
 "Of course I remember."
 "So why can't we be friends with her! Its a lot better than, you know, not being friends with her. At least I won't be failing potions." Ron said sheepishly.
 "NO. We will go along as planned. This is one bet I'm going to win." And with that, Harry left to the library to find Hermione.
 "I don't have a good feeling about this..." Ron said to himself.
 Hermione sat alone in the library doing extra credit for for Proffesor Flitwick.
The charm that he asked her to look up and perform for him was quite hard.
 Right when she thought she had finally got it, strong hands covered her eyes.
 "Guess who?"
 "Piss off Potter." Hermione said angrily, taking his hands off her eyes.
 "NOW why on earth would I want to do that?" He asked her quizically.
 "Because if you don't, I swear, I'll sing!" She warned him (ever seen Mrs. Congeniality??LOL)
 "Oh please do," he encouraged her with a goofy smile on his face. Hermoine smiled cheesily back, to mock him.
When Hermione was done with him, Hary was walking out of the library grabbing his nuts and wimpering. Hermion smirked as she watched him go.
 
 Hermione sat in the back corner of the Transfiguration class, copying down the notes from the board.
She figured if she sat in a corner, that only one of the two could sit by her. And of course, it was Harry.
She was alomst done when a note when flying onto her desk. She glared at Harry and opened it,
 Please meet me at the Whomping Willow, 'Moine, tonight at 10:00.
 She looked at him real quick before scribbling back
 No way
 pretty please?
 No
 Pretty please with two cherries on top?
 I'm alergic to cherries
 Shit, okay then I'll be sure not to put them in our picnic basket.
 Fuck you
 Is that a yes
 I'll think about it
 really??!!!
 No
 COME ON
 *sigh* fine, for a half an hour ONLY
 Maybe an hour?
 Your pushing it!
 HALF AN HOUR IT IS
 Hermione sighed at how easily seducted she was.
 I got her now, Harry thought....