Once again, rewind back to the point where everyone's in Dumbledore's office and the killer is about to be revealed.

"Well, I suppose I should reveal the killer then, shouldn't I?" said Dumbledore. Everyone looked at him intently, anxiously awaiting the news. "But, I think it would be more fun if we all wrote down who we think killed Percy first. Then we can go around and share why we think the person we selected did it. It will be fun, kind of like Survivor, except whoever loses doesn't get to leave the island, but gets to go to Azkaban."

"WHAT!?!?!" exclaimed Hermione. "How is THAT a fair way to do it? What a cockamamie idea! You're just asking for people to vote off people they don't like for no reason! We're putting the very future of our lives into the hands of a popularity contest!"

"Ah ah!" tutted Draco, "the capable hand of a popularity contest. What? Are you afraid you're going to lose, mudblood? Chicken! Bwak! Bwak!" he said flapping his arms like a chicken.

"If you had merely called me 'chicken,' I would have continued to object. But those were some pretty powerful 'bwaks.' And oh! That arm flapping! The ultimate peer-pressure. I would just look like an idiot now if I continued to fight after someone impersonated a chicken." and with that, Hermione sat down and started scribbling a name onto the card that was now in front of her.

"Okay," said Dumbledore. "Is everyone ready to reveal their cards? Good! Good! We'll start with Ron Weasley."

"Hermione," he said.

"Okay, Miss Chang?"

"Hermione."

"Professor Snape?"

"Hermione."

And it continued on, everybody voting off Hermione, except when it came to Hermione's turn."

"Miss Granger?"

"Professor Trelawney," she answered.

"Well, with a vote of 8 to 1, it looks like Hermione will be the one carted off to Azkaban. But before we send her, let's ostracize her just a little more to make sure she feels as miserable as possible. It is the reality show way, you know. Let's go around and talk about why we all hated Hermione enough to unanimously vote her off."

"Nooo!!!" shouted Hermione. "I can't go to Azkaban! I didn't kill anybody!" With that, she took off towards the door and hurled it open.

"Going somewhere?" said a voice as she opened the door. Bob, Lou, and Cornelius Fudge from the Ministry of Magic were standing right outside the door and so was Percy Weasley!

"Wait a minute..." said Hermione. "Why, this is all an elaborate farce!"

"Hoho!! You have figured it out! Jolly good show!" said Dumbledore as he walked over to Hermione.

He was followed by Professor McGonagall. "Every year, we try to put on a little show for all the kids that have to stay back during the Holidays," she said. "Sorry we made you believe we were sending you off to Azkaban. We decided we would all nominate the student we thought was clever enough to figure out the mystery. And since you are the smartest, most mature girl in your year, everyone thought that person should be you."

"So everyone was in on it?" said Hermione.

"Well," said Percy stepping forward, "all the Professors, Cho, and myself were at least. Since we are upperclassmen, the administration lets us in on the action."

Hermione turned to Harry, Ron, Draco, and Ginny, who were all frozen still with shock. "You mean to tell me, that you all voted to send me to Azkaban on your own free will?"

"Haha, it's err... like you said, Hermione," Harry sputtered out, "peer pressure. It was so peer pressure."

Hermione looked rather unconvinced.

"Well, that was a fun game this year!" said Dumbledore. "Who wants to go down to the Great Hall and have some hot pumpkin juice?"

Everyone followed him down.

"Say Cho, umm, all that making out and stuff was just show, wasn't it?" said Ron.

"Of course!" said Cho. She looked rather offended, as though she would never touch Ron under her own free will. "They paid me 10 galleons to do it. Actually, I am really dating your brother, Percy. He's such a dear!"

"Aren't you happy to have me back, little brother?" said Percy, patting Ron on the top of his head.

Ron shot him a cutting glance that would have made Hermione Granger proud.

The End

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