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The next morning Ron and Harry and Ron went to breakfast as usual, and tried their best not to make direct eye contact with Hermione.

"So, what were you two up to all last night? I hope you returned the diary-"


"Shh, Hermione!" Said Ron looking over his shoulder at the staff table. "We're going to...don't worry about it."


"You'd better do so because I can't stand to have anymore points lost to Gryffindor just because you two-"


"Alright, Hermione, stop ridding us about it, OK?"


"Good. So...what was in it anyway, you know-" She bent over to address Harry and Ron "-the diary?"


"Well -er..." Harry said, twirling his spoon in his porridge.


"It was-"


"-nothing really-"


"-madness, honestly-"


"-gibberish and rubbish-"


"Uh-huh," Hermione said with a leery look. "I see. Well, just so long as you return it is all...you know he'd suspect us first, just as he always does. I'm off to see Professor McGonagall about the N.E.W.T.'s because I think I should head it off before next year. Do you want to go-?"


"No...no we've got to eat...and then we've-"


"-got to return the you-know-what."


"Oh, right," said Hermione slightly disappointed. "Well, I'll see you two around then."


"Sure thing," Harry said. Hermione rose from her seat, gathered her books and headed out of the Great Hall.


"D' you reckon we should put a lengthening charm on her skirts?"


"I was thinking the same thing, but don't worry, I've just done it as she was getting up."


"Nice one, Harry."


"Thanks Ron. Now...about the...you-know-what..."


"Yeah, I'm thinking we slip a note under his door after supper this evening instead of Potions...it'd be less conspicuous."


"You're right. So...do you have the note?"


"I got Dobby to write it last night."


"WHAT?!?"


"Well, we know Dobby wouldn't tell and he's least noticable. Besides, Snape knows our handwriting...all those essays we've gotten "T's" on?"


"You're right. So after supper, meet me in the dorms and we'll use my cloak."


"Great...I can't wait to see the man squirm like this...after all he's done to us..."


"Me either. I just wish it wasn't at Hermione's expense."


"I know what you mean. Still, what she doesn't know won't hurt her."

"Yeah, I guess that's true."

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