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"Ferst years this way!" Hagrid's voice boomed over the bustle of the train station at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Hermione grabbed her pack and heaved it over her shoulder, feeling the pleasant familiar weight of all her favorite books. She sighed contentedly. It was good to be back. She stood on her tiptoes and tried to see over the many heads of the confused eleven-year olds. Recognizing Hagrid's burly head above the rest, she caught his eye and waved.

"Hey there, Hermione! How's life treatin' ya?" He bellowed, winking at her from across the crowd. She smiled back at the big man. He really IS just a big teddy bear, she thought to herself. She pushed her way through the first layer of pre-adolescents but suddenly felt someone grab her arm from behind. She pivoted on her heel.

"Harry! You scared me!"

"Shhh," he muttered, "I have something to ask you, Herms - a favor, really."

"Sure," she smiled, chuckling to herself at his reluctance to ask for help. Typical guy.

"Eerrr.it would help out the Gryffindor Quidditch team," he began. "You're a prefect this year, right?"

He took her nod as a sign to continue. "Well, I just found out that the Gryffindor prefect dormitory has an adjoining bathroom with the Slytherin prefect dorm."

Hermione wrinkled her nose in disgust. Not only would she have to work with HIM - she would be only a few feet away EVERY NIGHT! Her stomach began to turn.from nausea, she hastily thought.nothing else. I can't think of anything worse! Draco Malfoy?! For a whole year? Her life must be ending.

".and is where my favor comes in."

Hermione hadn't realized that Harry was still talking, staring intently at her pale face. She squeezed her eyes shut and massaged her temples, only imagining what Harry had in mind.

"Yes, Harry.I'm still listening.go ahead."

"Well." he shuffled his feet and avoided her eyes. "I was wondering if you would be willing to eavesdrop on Malfoy and his teammates every Friday night for about an hour.that's when they make their plans for their games and it would really help us out to know what they're planning-"

"Harry-" Hermione began, but he hastily interrupted her.

"It wouldn't be cheating per say! I mean, you could just happen to overhear.just be in the bathroom or something.please??" He was pulling on her robes now, and she gave him a hard look.

"Harry, I really don't want to take part in your plots against Malfoy.as much as I detest that ferret myself."

"'Mione please.please??" His emerald eyes were searching hers hopefully. She sighed and gave a barely perceptible nod.

"Fine, Harry, I'll do it - but this is only for you, and if he catches me then you will have to answer to him, understand?"

"Sure! Great! Brilliant! Thank you so -"

"And if I have to look at his disgusting face or even talk to him, I swear, Harry - if that is at all ANY part of your little PLAN I-"

"Hermione! Relax!" He placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder and she sighed nervously.

"Everything will be fine - I promise."

Well, Hermione thought, who was SHE to question the Boy Who Lived?

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