Oh yeah, to that one reviewer..I started the Blind Date Harry Potter Style a week ago actually! And it's hilarious, but I only read up to chapter six.

Oh yeah one more thing, my sis noticed that in my previous chapter a had a lot of these ( ) in my stories..I dunno why they are there but I must of his the keys or something. Hey go read her story.. pen name: PippinFinn she has a pretty funny one comin up ;)

Ok thanks for all the reviews! 7 is a good number! So onward with chapter three...!

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Harry woke up a little achy from sleeping on the hard couch. He rested well except for his dream. He wasn't sure on what happened but guessing from his previous nights it was probably about Voldemort. The only strange thing was that he didn't suddenly wake up with his head in a splitting headache. He felt his scar and it was almost normal. Strange.

The clock on the wall read quarter till seven. He almost expected to see Hermione crashed in the chair where she was working but it was empty. Her books were gone but in front of him his essay, all four pages.

He picked it up and read it. Better than he would have done, that's for sure.

He went up to his bed and changed into his school robes. Ron woke up groggily and stumbled out of bed.

"You're in your clothes already? You're mad," He slurred out and he thumped down on Harry's bed. "Hermione ok? Not mad is she?"

"No but she did my essay and everything. Ron, I gotta pay her back," Harry said flipping the essay pages.

"Can't help ya out, sorry," Ron said, getting out of his night robes, "Hey wait a minute, one time my mum did my outside chores for me and I promised to make it up.I was busy with.well, I cant remember but I do remember this. I wrote her a thanks letter and this little coupon. It was good for an hour of kitchen work that I would do."

Harry looked back blankly, "You want me to make her a coupon for an hour's worth of kitchen work?"

Ron sighed exaggeratedly, "You can be really dense sometimes Harry. No, just write her a letter saying sorry and thanks and you don't have to go on with that coupon idea. But girls like letters and stuff like that."

"Sure whatever, I guess I'll go on doing something on the lines with that." He punched his arm and went downstairs.

He wrote the letter (after thinking a while about what he'd say) and sealed it and waited for Hermione, but Ginny came down.

"Hello, Harry, nice morning, isn't it?" She said untangling the knots in her hair, "What's you've got there?"

"Could you do me a favor and give this to Hermione?" He handed her the note.

"Of course, she's asleep but I'll put it on her nightstand. I can only guess what it might say," She giggled and ran for the stairs.

Girls are so weird, Harry thought, and he went back to his bed to talk to Ron.

When Hermione woke up, Ginny was getting ready for her classes, like the rest of the Gryffendor girls.

She sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes, thinking about her classes for today.

"Finally up?" Ginny asked, "I was wondering if you were dead."

"No not dead, yet," She said as she started to change.

"There's a letter on your side table-from Harry," She giggled, "Don't worry I didn't read it."

Hermione pulled her robes on and dashed over to the nightstand and ripped the letter open. She made sure Ginny was downstairs before she read it.

Dear Hermione,

I'm really grateful that you finished my essay, It's great and when I get the A+, I'll owe it all to you. It's a long story how I came up with this, but this is how I'll make it up. Keep this letter and whenever you feel lazy I'll do whatever you want for how long you want.

Love Harry

She folded the letter and slid it into one of her night drawers. It was about the 10th time she had gone red in the face in the last 24 hours.

Hermione got to the Great Hall to see Ron and Harry eating breakfast.

"So I was waiting around, waiting for the ball to come to me so I could block it and here comes Katie on her broom and.! Oh hey Hermione," Ron stopped and went back to eating. He was always standoffish whenever Hermione got mad at him.

"Hi," She said shortly, serving herself food.

"Did you get my letter? I gave it to Ginny to-" Harry explained.

"Yes I got it, and read it." She didn't feel like talking much, just eating.

"Keep it ok?" Harry said softly.

Hermione looked down at her plate, "I will."

Ok might have been kinda short but the 4th one is coming to ya..I got a lot of chapters written on paper, it's the typing that's killin me. Thanks for reading!