A/N: I don't really have anything to say at the moment, so I'll write something at the end of this chapter. Enjoy!

Disclosure: I don't want to get sued, so I hereby relinquish all rights of this story to Ms. Rowling.

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Hermione ran around the room she and Ginny shared in bit of a panic attack. They were to leave in a half hour, and she was trying to grab all the last-minute items: her toothbrush, shampoo, conditioner, floss, etc. Every time she grabbed something and moved, someone bumped into her and got in her way.

It didn't help to hear Mrs. Weasley yelling from the kitchen downstairs either about what she would do to them if they were late. Ron and Harry had told Hermione how unimpressed Mrs. Weasley was in their second year when they had to keep coming to the Burrow because people kept forgetting their things, and how she wasn't about to let that happen this time.

"Hey Hermione," Ron panted as he brushed past her on the hallway.

"Morning Ron," she replied back a little breathlessly, arms loaded with her things. She rushed to her open trunk and jammed everything in there. She made sure she put her uniform and badge on the top, as she would be changing on the Hogwarts Express. Once that was done, she closed the lid with smug satisfaction. "All, done."

She watched Ginny pace around the room trying to remember what she had already packed in her trunk, what she had forgotten, and what she could still fit in her trunk. Watching her gave Hermione a bit of a headache, and she decided to go downstairs and get out of her friend's way.

Dragging her trunk behind her, she went to the kitchen for a bite to eat.

"Good morning dear. Have you finished packing?" Mrs. Weasley asked her. Hermione nodded as she gulped down some pumpkin juice.

She shot some more questions in rapid succession. "Did you bring your trunk down? Is it locked yet? Are you sure you packed everything you need?"

Hermione quickly swallowed her spoonful of porridge. "Yes, it's at the front of the stairs. No, it's not locked yet as I can't do any spells until I get on the train, and yes, I do believe everything is packed."

"Good. Now, are the rest of the children ready yet?"

"Umm, I don't think so."

Mrs. Weasley's eyes flashed and she stormed to the foot of the stairs to yell at her children, "Don't make me come up there!"

Hermione then heard Mrs. Weasley say, "Bloccaro!" and knew her trunk was now locked, unless she locked Fred and George in their room, but she doubted that would happen.

A few mouthfuls of porridge later, she heard some "oomphs" and 'thuds' and knew the rest of her schoolmates were coming down the stairs too with their trunks.

They managed to scarf down some food while Hermione pried Crookshanks away from the garden gnomes, before being rushed out the door by Mrs. Weasley and into an awaiting taxicab.

Ron leaned over to Hermione and Harry, "Poor dad, he would have loved to pay this driver muggle money and ask how he drove this muggle car!"

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Once they had reach King's Cross Station, they took a run at the wall between platform 9 and platform 10. Fred and George helped Ginny bring their trunk into a compartment with her friends, while Hermione, Harry, and Ron said goodbye to Mrs. Weasley.

She looked sternly at each of them, "Now no more funny stuff, all right you three? I don't want to be getting any owls from Professor Dumbledore." She turned to Harry, and Hermione watched as her expression softened, "Do be careful Harry. If anything happens to you, tell Professor Dumbledore or your godfather right away." Hermione started with surprise, but quickly remembered that Mrs. Weasley was in the hospital wing when Padfoot transfigured into Sirius. Harry nodded, and Mrs. Weasley gave all three of them big hugs.

As they got on the train, they heard her shout out, "And remember to study hard for your O.W.L.s!"

Ron turned to Hermione and smirked, "Like you could forget!" Hermione just glared at him, but before she could make a snappy reply, she saw a flash of silver go by her.

"OH! I almost forgot!" She hadn't realised she said that out loud.

"Forgot what?" Harry turned to her with puzzled green eyes.

"Did you forget something at home? Don't worry, Mum can owl it over when we get to Hogwarts," Ron said confidently.

Hermione felt a slight blush creep up, "No, I didn't forget anything at the Burrow. I just forgot that I can't sit with you during the train ride."

"Why not?" Ron's forehead started to crease up.

"Ummm, well, I have a meeting to go to," she replied.

"A meeting! You haven't even started school yet!" Ron looked at her suspiciously, "You aren't going to start that whole spew stuff again, are you?"

"It's S.P.E.W Ron, not spew! And no, it's just that…well, I'm a prefect and I have to go to our meeting." She turned to her trunk, "Alohomora." She reached in her now unlocked trunk, pulled on her robes over her clothes, and pinned on her prefect's badge.

Ron's expression was incredulous, "I can't believe you didn't tell us Hermione!"

"I'm sorry! I wasn't thinking about prefects when I came to see you, then I forgot, and when we got our books, I just started studying. I didn't realise that you didn't know until now, when I saw a prefect walk by." She knew she was being slightly defensive, but it was the truth!

He turned to Harry, "Can you believe this!"

Harry fidgeted with his glasses, and patted his hair down nervously, "Actually…"

"You knew?!!"

"No! I didn't know that Hermione was a prefect! And she didn't know that…well, that I'm the other Gryffindor 5th Year prefect," as he guiltily fished out his prefect badge from his pocket.

Hermione's mouthed gaped open, "Harry! I didn't know you were a prefect too!"

He grinned, "Well, I didn't know you were a prefect either!"

Ron glowered at them. He didn't find any of this even remotely amusing. "I can't believe you two! And you call yourselves my best friends! First you don't tell me about Vicky, Bulgaria, and now this!" He turned his attention to Harry and spat out, "And you, Harry! Were you just trying to reap all the glory once again? Too bad you have to share it with Hermione!" By this time he was yelling, and people were staring at them, as they still weren't inside a compartment. "Well, I hope you're happy. I'm going to sit with real friends who aren't traitors like you two!" And he stormed off to another compartment.

Hermione and Harry looked at the now empty space before them before looking at each other. Harry, shock written all over his face, spoke first, "What just happened?" Hermione couldn't reply for once, and was only able to shake her head wordlessly at Ron's disappearing figure.

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Fred, George, and Ginny found them standing in the hallway where they had their confrontation.

"Hey you two. Where's Ron?" Ginny asked not noticing anything wrong at the scene in front of her eyes.

Hermione and Harry just stared at her.

Fred shook them out of their jumble of thoughts by shouting, "You're a PREFECT Hermione!" He had noticed her badge pinned on her robe and shook his finger in front of his face, "I hope you aren't going to turn into another perfect-Percy!"

Hermione weakly smiled back, when George noticed Harry's badge. "You too Harry? Oh wow, you poor guy! I would hate to be in your position man." He winked at him, "Don't worry, we won't cause you too much trouble, I don't think."

"Thanks George," he said sarcastically as he rolled his eyes.

Ginny looked at them both and quickly put two-and-two together, "Does Ron know?" with a sinking voice.

Hermione glanced at Harry, before looking back at Ginny. "We just told him Gin. He's not too happy right now. I think he went to find you guys, or Dean, Seamus, and Neville." She looked at all three of them, "Maybe you can find him and see if he's okay," she paused and continued apologetically, "Harry and I have a meeting we have to go to, but we'll try to come out as early as we can."

They then turned and went down separate corridors. The Weasleys to find their brother, and Hermione and Harry to attend their first prefects meeting. Before entering the compartment for the prefects, Hermione still hadn't figured out what she would say to Ron to smooth this all better. In fact, she wasn't sure she wanted to if he kept acting like such a prat. After all, it's not like I told Professor Dumbledore not to choose Ron. I didn't even know Harry was a prefect until now. Why can't Ron just realise that and move on? God, my life can't get worse.

She opened the door, and realised she was dead wrong.

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A/N: Yes, I made it so Ron's jealous again. It'll probably be worse in a couple of chapters too! Sigh…

Guys suck, you know that? I had the worst experience with one of them today. A few weeks ago I turned him down (nicely) when he asked me out because I simply wasn't interested in him that way (only thought of him as an acquaintance/friend). Today when I went to collect my midterm paper, he was there laughing. When I asked him why he was laughing so much (and at me), he said, "you'll find out soon". It turned out that he had looked at my paper and my grade and found out he did better than me. Then he said very sarcastically, "I thought you were smart!" Of all the nerve!!

I was furious, mostly because I could have done better on my midterm (but I had the flu and having a fever and a headache in the middle of a midterm is not a good thing) and because he looked at my mark. And I kicked a** in my other papers (beat him in both papers by a good 20%). What a moron. What an extremely bitter, egotistical, no-good, rotten moron who can't take rejection whatsoever. I didn't even stand him up or anything, just said, "I have plans" when he asked if I wanted to do dinner that night and left it at that. Is that really mean?? Hmmmph.

Anyway, this is why I added, "Hermione still hadn't figured out what she would say to Ron to smooth this all better. In fact, she wasn't sure she wanted to if he kept acting like such a prat" in the end of the chapter. Yes, I'm just a little bitter, but oh well, I'll get over it.

Now onto one of my favourite parts, reviewing my reviews! ;-)

mmm.remus: sorry! Blame good-for-nothing boy for not hooking them up just yet! ;-)

Weasley-Gurl: The french toast was definitely not good, but I could totally see a 14 year old guy doing that, couldn't you?

Rally-as-Twiddle's: 2-3 days isn't bad for uploading a chapter is it?

The Wandering Blue Andalite: There's a huge debate in the Harry Potter realm as to what colour Ron's eyes are. I'm saying blue for this reason: it'd be funny if it was green because that's what Harry's are, and Hermione's are brown, so I figured Ron's could be blue. I don't think any book actually states what colour his eyes are though, and royal blue is one of my favourite colours too!

I'm sorry Ron is not a prefect. I was about to put him as one, but it seemed weird to have 3 5th year Gryffindor prefects, when there are only those three, Dean, Seamus, Neville, Parvati, and Lavender. If there are more, then I don't know about them. Besides, couldn't you see Ron getting shafted once more?

HermioneM: THANK YOU! I imagined Ron to be a lot cuter than how he was in the movie. Don't get me wrong, Rupert Grint was amazing in the movie (one of the best actors there), but he didn't look like I imagined Ron to be. Again, I don't imagine him to be super-cute, (girls would be falling at his feet, and that doesn't really match his character), but just cuter.

Bluetreeleaves: I'm glad you're enjoying it too. I tried making Hermione stay true to her character, and Gryffindor's traits, so it's nice to hear I'm (somewhat) succeeding! Let me know when you get your fanfic up, and I'll be sure to review! PS: I was laughing when I imagined Hermione as a slut – can't do it. It just doesn't work, does it?

A/N: I hope you all review this please. It'd make me so much happier and forget good-for-nothing boy for a while (at least until I figure out how to get revenge…heheheh ;-))

PS: 'Bloccaro' is Latin for 'to lock', just for those who were wondering!