(Author's Note: This chapter is dedicated to Claudia. You were the best baby-sitter we ever had. We still love you, no matter how crappy you think your life is, we still miss you dearly. I love you Claud!)

(Author's Note…again: This chapter is under-dedicated to *******, the reviewer who wanted me to write a longer chapter. I promised them at least 3 pages, I'm up to 5! Thanks for inspiring me!)

Here it is:

Chapter 7 (is it? I can't remember…)

Interviewing of the Rons

Ron Weasley looked up to see his girlfriend snogging another guy. Unlike what many of you might think, he did not run over and beat up whoever Hermione was snogging then engage in a horrible row with his girlfriend. He couldn't. He was out cold on the floor.

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Harry Potter was held up at the field, still wrestling with the last bludger. When he finally got it back into the box, he hauled it back into the shed, while urging his best mate to go back to the common room. He finally dusted his hands off on his pants, grabbed his Firebolt and headed back up to the castle. He was waylaid by a twittering Cho, but he soon escaped and ran as fast as he could in the opposite direction. He reached the common room quickly, smiling at the muddy footprints his friend had left behind.

"Mandragora." he said to the Fat Lady as she swung forward to let him through. Harry strode into the common room, looking like the ultimate raven-haired Adonis with windswept hair, a perfect smile, brilliant green eyes, or… he did, until he tripped over Ron's unconscious body.

He groaned, pushing himself up gingerly, while avoiding the new bruise he had on his shin. He turned over to see his best mate, sprawled on the floor. His eyes widened. "RON! RON!" he shouted, flipping Ron's body over. Hermione looked up and spotted her two best friends, yet, that couldn't be right! She was being held by Ron! So who was this imposter? Or was she being held by the imposter?! Hermione's mind was racing.

"But-he-your-I-he can't!-but he is!-there's-we-no way-I-he can-over there-be you!" she said, pointing and gesturing around at Ron, Krum/Ron, Harry and herself.

"Hermione! Get off your arse and over here!" Harry called. Hermione took Ron's/Imposter's/Whoever-the-hell-it-was's hand and dragged him over to where Ron was groaning slightly, just waking up.

Harry glanced up to see his best friend's face staring at him. His brow furrowed. He glanced down and saw that same face, except paler and with his eyes barely open. Harry's head moved back and forth between the Rons' so quickly you could've sworn that he was watching a tennis match at the speed of light. He looked to Hermione for confirmation that he wasn't a hallucinating idiot. She nodded. Harry's eyes bulged out but his concern for his best friend out weighed any other problems. Soon Ron moaned and opened his eyes. He sat up slowly and saw the worried look on Harry's face.

"Don't worry Harry, I'm ok." He turned to see Hermione. His eyes narrowed and he tried to stand up. His legs collapsed beneath him and he ended up on the floor, staring straight up into midnight blue eyes he swore were his. His gazed moved up to red hair, he knew was his and back down to a crooked nose he remembered getting. (Stupid Fred and George. I mean, who really cared whether it hurt being pushed down the stairs or not!?)

"I'm you!" Ron exclaimed, then furrowed his brow. "No, wait, that's not right. You're ME!" Harry looked confused.

"Is there a difference?" he whispered to Hermione, who nodded. Krum was not worried about being caught. He wasn't a top student at Durmstrang for nothing. The Polyjuice potion, which usually only changes you for an hour, only needed an extra ingredient to make it last for 2 days. It was Friday night. He was safe. He just needed to revise his plan a bit. He glanced back down at Ron who was scowling at him. Ok, he needed to revise his plan a lot.

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A few minutes later, Ron was well enough to get up. A few minutes after that, they were alone in the common room and Hermione was clearing the remaining smell of the dungbomb they had exploded out of the room. Harry choked on the leftover smoke, but soon it was all gone and they were all alone. Now to get to business.

"Mione, why were you snogging this guy?" asked Ron, trying to keep his temper. Mione glanced from one Ron to the other.

"Because I thought he was you, or, you were him, or…" Mione trailed off looking slightly confused. Harry was positively confuzzled. Krum decided it was time for him to say something.

"I don't know what this…imposter is trying to do, but he is certainly not me." Ron glowered at Krum.

"Of course I'm not you, you're me! I'm not the one pretending to be someone else and snogging my girlfriend." Ron glared at Krum.

"I'm snogging my girlfriend! You're the one whose the imposter!"

"Don't even try that! I'm me, you're the one with the identity crisis!" Both Rons were glaring at each other, ears red, eyes narrowed.

"HOLD IT!" Harry yelled and pushed both Rons back into their seats. "You are going to sit there, without killing each other, without hurting each other, without looking at each other, while Hermione and I decide what to do." Harry led Hermione over to a corner to discuss what they were going to do. Hermione glanced at both Rons and bit her lip.

"Harry, we should tell someone! Dumbledore!"

"Oh yeah Hermione! That's gonna work! We're just going to waltz right up to Dumbledore and say 'Hey Professor! My best mate just multiplied himself and we can't even tell the difference!'. That's going to work!" Hermione just bit her lip again.

"Well, then, we'll just have to question them."

"Question them?"

"Yes, we'll make up questions that only the real Ron would know, have them answer them, and see which one's Ron."

"Wouldn't we just have to wait an hour for the Polyjuice to wear off?" Hermione shook her head.

"There are ways, dark ways, to prolong a potion's effects." Harry paled.

"Are you saying that we're dealing with a dark wizard?" Hermione shook her head again.

"No, I'm saying we're probably dealing with a Durmstrang student. Someone who likes me enough to turn into Ron using a restricted book, dark magic and then snog me." Harry turned to the girl who was the closest thing he had to a sister.

"Krum." Hermione nodded and bit her lip, but this time, Harry could see it was because she was trying to hold back tears. Harry wrapped an arm around her. "It'll be ok Mione, both Ron and I will beat Krum into the ground before he can say 'bloody hell!' once we figure out who is who." Harry led her back over to the two Rons who were glaring holes in each other's heads.

"Alright you two, break it up. We've decided to ask you guys questions. Each of you will answer on parchment. So, here we go." Harry handed each of them a piece of parchment and a quill that the escaping students had left behind. "Numero uno: I met you where?" Ron grinned widely and scribbled something down while Krum guessed and wrote down: train. Hermione thought and smiled.

"Number 2: In first year you called me a-" Ron though, bit his quill, then remembered. He'd called her a nightmare. He scribbled it down. Krum floundered and wrote down: beauty. It was Harry's turn.

"Number 3: You went to the ball with…who?" Ron blanched at this question. What was her name? P-Pa. Pa… Patricia? No…Pavarti! No…Harry went with Pavarti, I went with… Pandora? He shrugged and wrote it down. Krum smiled and swiftly wrote down Padma. Hermione had complained under her breath how Ron and Padma were totally wrong for each other at that ball.

"Number 4: Name your siblings." Ron grinned and immediately wrote down: Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George and Ginny. Krum knew that Ron had 6 siblings, but he didn't know their names! There was Ginny, his sister. Hermione was friends with her. Those twins…Gianni and Fabio? No…Georgie and Frederick? Closer, but no. George and Fred! Next was a git. Or at least that's what Hermione had said. Something pompous, but what? P-P-Paul? Peter? No, closer, but-AHA! Percy. Next was Charlie, he remembered that one. And last was William? Perhaps. He wrote it down and waited for the next command. Harry took their papers and looked them over. Ron's paper read:

Howarts Express

Nightmare

Pandora

Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George and Ginny.

Krum's paper read:

Train

Beauty

Padma

Ginny, George, Fred, Percy, Charlie, William.

Hermione and Harry gazed at the parchments. Harry groaned. "Okay, that officially solved nothing. Both of the mistakes on these are mistakes Ron could make. He was so hung up on you, even in first year, he probably did call you a beauty. Same at the dance, it's not like he actually even danced one dance with Padma. And Bill's real name is William. This questioning helped do absolutely nothing." Hermione yawned widely and covered her mouth with her hand. Harry patted her on the back and led her to her common room steps and gave her a small push. "Go to sleep Mione. We'll figure this out. Soon." He gave her a hug and sent her upstairs. Ron noticed that his girlfriend was going to sleep.

"Night Mione!" he called. She turned and smiled weakly at him. She climbed all the stairs and made it to her room without collapsing. Ron bit his lip and leaned back, sighing and closing his eyes. He opened one eye and looked at Harry. "Harry, you mind if we solve this tomorrow? I'm bloody tired. It's not like time is against me." He glared at his twin. "I'll sleep down here. I promise I won't beat the pulp out of whoever this is." Harry grinned weakly.

"If you're the real Ron, I doubt I can believe that." Ron smiled.

"Probably right. Ah well. I'm still going to sleep." Ron turned over and elegantly draped his lengthy frame over the couch in a comfortable position. He proceeded to fall immediately to sleep. Harry smiled. He turned to the other Ron. Krum smiled. He used a detail Hermione had mailed him over the summer.

"G'night Harry. Remember to wake us up if you have any nightmares." Harry nodded and proceeded upstairs wondering how his life could go this crazy, this early in the year. I have a spaz Ravenclaw stalking me, a undeniably crazy muderer after me and my best friend's gone and got a twin. Oh yeah, this year will be a fun one!

(Author's Note: I wrote this chapter late at night, so it probably sucks. Flame me. Please. I beg of you. Tell me what you think. I'll fix it in the morning, but I doubt it'll get much better. Just tell me the truth. I'll appreciate it.)

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