Sorry. I'm afraid that's all I can say right now. There's nothing else to say, except that you guys are possibly the best people I know, and I can't help but want to hurt myself for making you wait this long. I'm so sorry, you guys deserve much more. Hopefully I'll write enough for a few chapters, so it won't be so long inbetween posts. But I AM getting confirmed in 4 days and going to a wedding in 3. Have finished 3 finals, but still have two more to do in the next two days. So maybe one on Wednesday, because Monday is my school field day and Tuesday is our class graduation trip to NYC and we don't get back till 6:30. (But I'm going to try to write during all of these things, even finals!)

(Question, is this story PG-13? or PG? I have no idea, but if it's PG I'm going to have to raise the rating. Now you're thinking "what has she done?" )

I've now awarded GryffindorGoddess 30 points for….being one of the most hilarious reviewers. Thanks for making me laugh. I needed that, especially how my day was going.

GryffindorGoddess, I'm going to assume your in Gryffindor (tell me in a review, if not), so here are the point tallies for the houses.

Slytherin-10

Gryffindor-30

As soon as Line-from Denmark and orli-enthusiast tell me their houses, we shall have the official totals.

Are you telling me, none of you have ever read any of Robert Asprin's myth books? They're extremely hilarious and I would've thought at least some of you had read them. Oh well. The answers were:

Another Fine Myth by Robert Asprin

Aahz

Pervect

And that my friends, is the end of this author's note. So, on to Chapter 11 (which I haven't a clue what I'm going to write about.)
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Chapter 11-Krum Who?
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"I still say we should just challenge one to a chess match. No doubt that Ron would win." replied Fred, to George's question. "This is strange for me to say, but Ron's a very clever little brother, when he wants to be, that is." Hermione smiled.

"That's true." she said, "but Ron also gets angry very quickly. His temper might take over, as it usually does, and cause him to lose the match. He replies well to pressure, but not when something's threatening…well…threatening me or my pride." Hermione seemed very embarrassed to say so in front of half of Ron's siblings, but the three red-heads just nodded and sat back, still thinking about how they could tell them apart.

Harry was staring at the fire, not only contemplating what they would have to do to find the real Ron, but thinking about how he was going to get out of this mess with Cho. It was obvious that she was serious, and that she wouldn't take no for an answer.

Harry turned and gazed at Ginny, who was carefully explaining to Fred and George that hiding dung bombs in Professor Snape's room while they were here, was not a good idea. He smiled at the thought of her and retuned to reflecting, feeling calmer and warm inside. He couldn't help it, Ginny just made him feel good.

Ginny slumped back in her chair and gazed out the window. This room was getting too…crowded for her liking. Not only we feelings, but tensions were running high and she needed to get out of there. She told everyone she was going for a walk, kissed Harry on the cheek and stepped out of the portrait hole. Yes, a nice walk would be good.

She headed down to the lake, took off her shoes and socks and began the slow, but calming process of walking slowly around the edge, the cold water occasionally lapping gently against her ankles. She sighed. No one had realized this, but the Ron-situation was taking an especially hard toll on Ginny. Ron was her closest brother in age, and during those years where everyone else was off at Hogwarts, she and her brother had grown awfully close. They shared everything and looked out for each other, but now… But now I can't even tell him from a psychopath pretending to be him. This never would've happened if not for Hermione. Ginny scolded herself after that thought. Hermione is the best thing that's ever happened to Ron, and you know that. But Ginny could not chase away the feeling that made her hold Hermione accountable for all that had happened.

Ginny was so immersed in what she was thinking and what she was doing, that she didn't even notice who had come up behind her during her circling of the lake.

"So, how many times did you have to promise to sleep with him so that he would pretend to like you?" Ginny clenched her fists. She had no time for comments from Cho right now. She had been whispering them in her ear as they passed in the hallways and dropping foul notes in her laps whenever they were nearby in classes. Fortunately Harry had never noticed, otherwise he would've never let Ginny out of his sight.

She ignored Cho and continued walking steadily across the wet bank of the lake. Cho followed, smiling maliciously. "Or did you pay him? Though it's not like you have any money to pay him with." Ginny's nails were digging into her palms, but that was the only sign of her infuriation

"Maybe he felt sorry for you. You are his best friend's sister after all. Though I have no idea why he's even friends with that brainless prat they call your brother." Ginny gritted her teeth and knew that if Cho made one more remark about her or her family she would-

"I find it doubtful that he actually likes you. He's probably on the rebound, he misses me so much, he picked the first ugly girl he saw. Guess you were the-" Cho didn't get to finish whatever insulting thing she was going to say because right then, Ginny had whirled around and slammed her fist into Cho's perfect nose.

"If one more nasty comment comes out of those pretty pink lips of yours, I swear, I'm not afraid to hex you all the way to Diagon Alley." Cho gaped, or Ginny assumed she gaped, because she couldn't really tell. Too much blood was pouring out of her nose and Cho was holding it. Ginny turned around, and instantly knew that was a mistake. The last thing she remembered was a flash of blue and thinking, I really should remember to keep my temper in check. Damn red-hair.
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(AN: Was gonna leave ya there…)
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Harry watched as Ginny left the common room and sighed. This must be hard on her, he thought, slumping down in a chair by the window. He gazed at the fireplace which was empty except for a few burnt logs. He vaguely heard Hermione, Fred and George discussing what to do next, and saw out of the corner of his eye, the two Rons' sitting peacefully on either side of the room.

He turned and glanced down out the window, onto the lake, just in time to see a black haired dot, a blue flash and a red-haired dot fall to the ground. In an instant Harry knew what had happened and he jumped out of his chair and ran to the portrait hole. He yelled over his shoulder,

"Cho's hexed Ginny down by the lake!" and ran out of the hole as fast as his long legs would carry him. He ran down flights of stairs and hallways and slid down stair rails. He occasionally would hear the pounding feet of Fred and George following behind him, but it barely registered. All he knew was that he had to get to Ginny, and soon.
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But I WILL leave you there.

Till next time. Hopefully in a week. Same Bat-time, same Bat-channel.

The Sage