CHAPTER 1

"Hermione!" An unfamiliar voice was calling her from the other side of the door. "Let me in!" She went to the door and opened it, wondering who it was.

Once she opened it, she was surprised to see Ron Weasley talking in a strange voice, looking considerably odd in slicked back hair. "Ron, what are you DOING?!"

"Hermione, I know this will come as a surprise, but I've decided to go evil."

"What??" screamed Hermione, voice rising. "But what about us? You know we won't be able to see each other if you go evil! I will not date an evil wizard! You have got to be joking!" "I know we won't be able to see each other. I realized I would have to give you up if I went evil, and you know I wouldn't dump you unless it were worth it."

Hermione stood there, shock making her speechless for a moment, the first time in her life she hadn't known what to say. Worth it? What could ever be worth giving up your true love? How many times had she sat with her head on his shoulder as he murmured his love for her? What had she done wrong?

As if in answer to her question, Ron shrugged. "Draco made me see reason. Evil people get money, fame and hotter girls than you. Nobody knows me as a good wizard, I'm just Harry's unknown sidekick. But once I go evil, I will be well known, make a ton of money from looting good people's stuff, and Draco even said he'd get Fleur to go out with me if I was evil and on his side."

Hermione had been becoming more and more disgusted with herself for ever allowing herself to care for Ron. Now she turned away and said, "Whatever. I don't wanna talk about it any more, ok? Go, be evil, date Fleur, just leave."

Ron turned to go, then stopped. "Oh, there's one problem. See, um, I kinda have to kill you; my first evil task. Hehe, so sorry, it was fun, but the faster I get this over with, the faster I can leave."

Hermione stared at Ron in horror. Hoping to stall for time, she informed Ron that his cowlick wasn't staying slicked down. "Oh, noooo!" gasped Ron as he searched for his comb and looked in Hermione's mirror. "How can I look evil if I can't even get my hair to stay down! Anyway, better get on with killing you, then I can fix my hair!"

Hermione ran down the door just as Ron blasted the space she had been just a moment ago. "Somebody help!!!" She was only thankful that her parents were at work and not here, being threatened by Ron.

She ran all around the house until she was cornered. What was she gonna do? Suddenly, a large figure jumped between her and Ron, holding a broomstick. Waving it around, he wacked Ron with it, over and over until Ron was just a huddled mess, with his hair sticking up. Hermione couldn't believe what had just happened. It was so bizarre!

Hermione whirled to face her rescuer. "Hello, Hermoninny," a large and deeply masculine voice said. The speaker was Viktor Krum. 'I love you Hermoninny" he whispered. Hermione stared. Was this really happening? What was going on?

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