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A/N- OH MY GOD, I AM SO SORRY, YOU ALL HAVE A RIGHT TO YELL AT ME FOR BEING SO LAZY AND NOT PUTTING THIS UP!!!! I just have been so busy lately, I won't get into it b/c I dont want to bore you, but the thing thats important is that its up now. This chapter focuses more on Ginny and Hermione. Each chapter, I will switch off characters, and go more in depth on each. I bet I am forgetting to say something now. Oh wait! I remembered! Thank you to all of my lovely reviewers, I love you all. On to the story.

Draco left a dazed and confused Hermione to ponder over what had just happened. How?? Malfoy, Draco Malfoy? Now I don't mean to toot my own horn here, but I thought I was smarter than him! Only one thing to do now...read Hermione scrambled over to the bookshelves and engrossed herself into the books.

Meanwhile; Cho, Harry, Ginny, and Ron were looking very bored. Ron, who had always hated awkward silences, decided to end it in any way possible.

"So, Harry, Cho; why weren't you infected? I thought you were snogging by the lake," he asked blatantly.

At this comment, Cho reddened and Harry glared at Ron.

"Subtle Ron, very subtle. For your information, we had snuck into Hogsmeade to get some butterbeer," said Harry.

"Its a good thing we did too, look what could have happened," whispered Cho, as she leaned in closer to Harry.

"You guys went into Hogsmeade, WITHOUT TELLING ME?" Shouted Ron. "I NEEDED POLISHING WAX FOR MY BROOM!!!"

"Ron, no need to get all hot and bothered. Have you ever considered I want some time alone with Cho? Besides, you don't really need the wax now, do you?"

"No, I guess not, sorry mate."

All this time, Ginny had been sitting on the leather armchair fiddling her thumbs. She was the type of person who only said things that she thought through, or were important. Sure, she used to babble on when she was a child, but look where that got here first year. She gazed out the window and saw a soft show dropping onto the Hogwarts grounds. She then looked at Harry and remembered how her insides used to tingle with excitement and nervousness at the mere sight of him. Now, she felt nothing. After all, he was with Cho now. Even if there was no Cho in the picture, she still wouldn't like Harry as she had before. Harry had become a brother to Ginny. Though, she needed not another brother, but a friend. Ginny didn't really connect well with her roommates ever since first year. When she was involved with Tom Riddle, they had gone off and made little clicks of their own and left Ginny on her own. There had also been Hermione, but Ginny needed somebody with a sense of humor, but still wouldn't laugh at her sappy poetry. Harry, she knew wouldn't do that. Maybe this little adventure would prove to be what Ginny needed to get a friend.

Ginny put herself back into the conversation, which had turned into the Malfoy situation and nodded when appropriate.

"I don't believe we have to share a room with him!" Exclaimed Harry turning to Ron, "I can't stand being in the same school as him, much less the same bedroom!!"

Both boys shuddered.

"Oh will you two grow up? He's not going to turn into a vampire or something," remarked Cho.

"Ya know, that would account for his pale skin and band of followers. I bet he bit all of his 'friends' to make them like him," schemed Ron.

"Lord Ron, you have the maturity of an eight year old. I agree with Cho, there is nothing we can do about it, so why don't we at least try to act like adults," Ginny said.

"Easy for you to say Gin, you don't have to share a room with Dracula," pointed out Ron.

On the other side of the room, Hermione closed her book and rejoined the group, yawning. "Gods, what time is it?"

"Its 9:30 pm Hermione, don't tell me your tired," said Ron looking at his watch. The leather strap was hanging on by a thread, literally.

"Hey, I like to get my sleep. All right girls, I'm going to bed. See you in the morning."

Hermione steeped into the room and lost her breath. It was perfect. She usually didn't get too excited over material things or appearances. But this room was the exception. It was divided into three sections, one for each girl. Herman's section was at the side, on the right. It was a light pink, but not too girlie. It was elegantly designed with a queen sized bed. The section also had a small desk and a night stand with a porcelain bowl containing water. There was a double window just next to her desk, overlooking the lake.

Hermione flopped onto her bed and sighed. It wasn't fair that she wasn't infected, while all of her friends were. In truth, she couldn't tell anyone why she wasn't infected. She had found the room where the mirror of (forgot the name, can't find Sorcerer's Stone, forgive me!) Was hidden. When she found it, she couldn't help herself, she had to take a small peek. It was totally against her ethics, but she figured just one look wouldn't kill her. One peek turned into minutes, which turned into ours. She replayed what she had seen in her head.

It had not been what she had expected, not even close. Hermione expected to see herself as headgirl, top of her class, with the maximum amount of NEWT's as possible. But, in complete contrast, she saw herself not as headgirl, but in love. She was sitting next to a man, no particular man, just and ordinary one. They were sitting together, next to the lake, looking completely and totally in love. She was taken aback by this. This was the last thing she expected to see. But, she still stayed and looked at it for hours. She wouldn't mind being in love, she thought to herself. With these last thoughts, she drifted into a deep sleep.

Back in the common room, Cho and Ginny were talking by the bookshelves, while Ron and Harry were looking as if they could fall asleep that second. Neither wanted to get up and be the first to go to bed. But, being friends for five years had its perks. Both knew what the other was thinking and at the same timed nodded to each other, making a silent agreement.

"All right, time to hit the hay, you coming Harry?"

"Right behind you Ron," Harry said following Ron to their room.

"Hello number one hypocrites. Its only ten o'clock now, who was the one telling off Hermione when she went to be a HALF HOUR AGO?" Asked Cho with her hand on her hip?.

"Ah, well, sljdweoruicmkbnpoeru," Harry mumbled incoherently, as the two boys walked off to bed.

"Gods, they are such gits, but we love 'em," said Ginny, smiling, "So what were you saying about Trewlany and Snape?!?"

With that, the girls talked long into the night, with Day One done.

And now to the thanks:

Jen- Thanks a lot! You are so lucky that your school gets out so soon! I dont get out ill June 15, then I have testing grrrr.

EJ-83- you're right about Hermione, wonder how she is going to handle that? Thanks a bunch!

Morgan- ya, thats what I figured, I don't really know how to get one or anything, so I'll just do this solo. Thanks again!

Silent Reader- your absolutley right.

JH4life- Thank you, your making me blush. You'll find out later about Ginny.

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