Disclaimer- Bring on the lawsuits! Only... I didn't do anything wrong so it would be pure useless.

A/N- The following chapter was inspired by the pretty, pretty henna on my hand. The henna is going to my head... Damnit.



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Well now, there was a sleeping Hermione, a dead Ron, long forgotten, and a dead cookie-covered Draco Malfoy.

-Whoosh!- Michelle charged into the room, loaded with her cow-printed pillow and bottles and bottles of henna. Don't forget the henna book!!

"You know what? I am gonna put henna on you whether you like it or not!" she shrieked at the hallway.

Obediently the students lined up for henna and Michelle was very happy as she was over charging them 100 Galleons for a single henna tattoo.

Rejoice! Michelle had multiple amusements for that 4 hours. Does not matter that it takes forever.

But alas, Michelle was very, very sad because she couldn't spend any money as she lives in the muggle world. Poor Michelle, she suffers so.



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Michelle- "I do suffer so! Maybe I can go to Gringotts and... exchange it for... real money?"

Michelle Michelle Michelle... when the hell will you ever learn?

A/N- Sorry this chapter sucked. But don't worry. I have about 40 more of these loaded up in my pretty head. Poor pretty Jerusha, I suffer so.