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JE: Oliver at this point doesn't even seem to think about dating Harry, and he doesn't really notice Harry's discomfort. He's kind of clueless in the beginning, but I promise things will get better soon.

Chapter 2: The Beginning of a Plan

For a book dedicated to mischief, Hermione was pleased to note that the spell book was surprisingly well organized. The mysterious tome was structured and orderly, and Hermione found reading in it to be a real pleasure. If it weren't for the dubious character of the spells and procedures described within the compendium, she would seriously consider showing it to Prof. McGonagall as an example to a well thought of spell book. The neat and methodical way the book was organized in made for easy and beneficial reading.

And beneficial it was. The book described all various manners of spells, potions, rituals, and magical artifacts all dedicated to lust and love. Some of the spells the book detailed made Hermione blush furiously, others caused her eyes to water from the pure romanticism in them. All in all, the book covered almost any subject imaginable in matters of the heart, or the bedroom.

After closely examining every inch of parchment and ink, and casting every hex-detecting, curse-located, and enchantment-identifying spell she could lay her hands on. And after reviewing the book under the utmost scrutiny, she had determined it safe for reading. Trembling with expectation she opened the book.

Since then she had barely left it. Every spare moment she could find, she spent poring over the fascinating book. In the library, out in the grounds, or in the privacy of her own dormitory room, she would barely take the time needed to check if she was alone before speeding through the pages of the book. She finished reading the book only a few days after ensuring its safety, and went back to reading, this time delving into spells she thought she might need to execute her plan. Soon the book was bursting with bookmarks and pages full of notes on various items in the book.

Lying in bed, after finishing the exhausting research, Hermione pondered if it was worth all her efforts. Was it truly so important? But then she was reminded of the look in Harry's eyes when he spoke of Oliver, dreamy, and glazed over, like the look on a child's face when thinking of piles full of candy. Glancing at the inconspicuous bag where the book lay with her notes, resolve took over Hermione. She was determined to help her green-eyed friend find true love, no matter what it takes.

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Hermione glanced nervously around the corner of the hallway where she was standing. Oliver stood there conversing with Prof. Flitwick. Hermione quickly moved back into the passage, so they won't see her. She listened carefully as the two finished their conversation, thinking that she couldn't afford to go through with her plan with the charm's professor watching. As she heard Oliver say goodbye to Flitwick, and start walking towards her direction, she took a deep breath. "Well, I guess this is phase one," she murmured, and she walked out into the corridor. With a determined expression on her face, she walked straight into Oliver Wood.

The tall brunette stumbled backwards and tripped on the foot of the standing armor case behind him. Hermione, looking startled, looked up just in time to see him topple to the ground with a surprised yelp. 'I'm so sorry!' Hermione quickly apologized, 'Oh, Oliver! It's you! I'm really sorry - I was just thinking - about an assignment – and,' Hermione stammered.

'It's okay Hermione, could you just help me up?' he reached up for her.

'Sure,' Hermione said, and as she reached down, she quietly whispered the words of the charm she was about to use. As she hauled Wood up, she carefully touched him with her wand. She then quickly slid her wand into her wands, hoping the Wood wouldn't notice anything.

'I'm terribly sorry,' she started again.

'Don't worry, Hermione,' Wood said with a charming smile, 'its no big deal. Just take it easy, ok?' She smiled and felt herself warm at his smile.

'Harry certainly does have good taste', she contemplated as Wood walked away. 'Now just to see if he has a good chance, too.' Hermione pulled out her wand, which was emitting an orange glow. 'Yes!' she eclaimed as she checked her small note. The orientation charm she used said that Wood was bisexual. She shook the wand vigorously, making the orange glow disappear. 'Now onwards to phase two,' Hermione thought, and walked quickly back towards the Griffindor Tower.

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