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Chapter III: Bets are Made

That night, while sitting up in the dorm room, Hermione was bombarded with many questions from all of the Griffindor girls who were sick and tired of Ron, Parvarti, and the rest of the people who thought they were "all that and a bag of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans".

"What was it like" asked Angelina, who was sitting on the end of Mio's bed eating chocolate, "to slap one of your closest friends?"

Hermione thought for a moment. "Friend?" she asked. "According to Mr. Fancy Pimp Jacket here, I don't have and friends!"

"Mione, he didn't mean it, really. He just gets…" Ginny sighed. "Overenthusiastic sometimes about some things. He'll apologize soon, I promise."

"Oh really? I couldn't notice!" Hermione sarcastically replied.

Ginny sighed again, slid off the bed, and started down to the common room.

"Where are you going?" asked Alicia, who had been sitting by her mirror, brushing her hair.

"To convince my brother that he is a selfish, ignorant pratt, and he should apologize to Mione right now!" replied Ginny, already beginning to boil with fury.

"Sounds fun." said Alicia, who had been combing her hair. "Count me in!"

"Us too!!" chorused Angelina, Katie, and the rest of the Griffindor females. With that, the girls (lead by Ginny and Hermione) stormed down to the common room where Ron and Parvarti were telling their side of the story.

"…. and she tried to pull out my hair with those buck teeth of hers!" exclaimed Parvarti, eyes brimming with alligator tears. If Ronnie hadn't separated us, I would have killed her. She will never be dated! She's too much of a foul, ignorant, and not to mention ugly creature!" she ranted.

Ron sat next to Parvarti, crooning to her and stroking her hair. "There there, my dearest lamb chop, don't get yourself in a fuss. She's just jealous of me. In fact, I'd bet her right now that she couldn't get herself a guy by the end of Christmas break!"

At that moment, Ginny stormed down the stairs followed by the rest of the mob of chocolate craving, po-ed and PMS-ing females.

::Harry, Semeus, and Neville get wide-eyed, break out sweating, and run around the common room then back to their dorm rooms shrieking RUN AWAY!! THEY ARE COMING!!::

"Ronald Avery Weasley! I'll take you up on that bet!"

Ron looked at Ginny and the rest of the stern-faced girls, and sneered back. "I know that you could get a guy, but seriously, Hermione needs to take this one herself, if she can!"

"But what's in it for me?" inquired Hermione

Ron stared at her. "Here's the deal. If you actually manage to pull this off, I will change my appearance back to the normal, geeky, Ron. You don't, and I get your diary to read in front of the Great Hall for the Welcome Back dance."

::Oooohhhss and Ahhhhsss fill the common room::

"Can I really pull this one off?" Mio thought, questioningly. She had taken bets before, but this was by far the most extreme and challenging one yet.

"So, you're considering?" jeered Ron, checking his nails and straightening up his jacket.

The room fell silent for a moment, and then began the chanting from the girls.

"Mione!, Mione!, Mione!"

Hermione stepped forward, closer to Ron, looked him in the eye, and then looked back at the other girls who had stopped chanting. She stuck out her hand, Ron stuck out his, and they shook.

"You're on, Ron Weasley; and you better be ready."

- One of my best friend's aunts just had two twin boys, so in honor of the family, I took one of the boy's middle names and gave it to Ron!! CONGRADULATIONS!!

A/N: So… I'm going to try to post one chapter each day, and maybe have it finished by the time I go to camp (doubtful) because I leave for vacation the week afterwards and I don't want to leave you all hanging!! I'm sorry!! But don't let that stop you from reviewing!!