A/N: Those of you who read this for humor may be a bit disappointed with this chapter. I apologize for that, and promise more humor in the chapters to come!! Thanks for your supportive reviews!

Chapter: IV Auditions

Soon after what would be remember as the beginning of the Battle of the Griffindor Sexes, Professor Dumbledore called all of the those students wanting to audition down to the Great Hall. The Griffindor girls sat on one side of the Hall, while the boys sat on the other side. The school had seemed to notice and respond to this "Battle". The female's sided with the female Griffindors, and then males (including Parvarti and her "crew") had sided with the males. Even the teachers had seem to have taken sides, though no one (except for the select Griffindors) knew why.

Hermione and Ron had decided to keep the bet a secret, and had everyone who had witnessed the bet sign a parchment agreeing to not say anything or else be shunned by the Griffindors for the rest of their time spent at Hogwarts. So basically, everyone was feuding for nothing in most people's opinions. Harry tried to get them to come to an understanding, but that just made it worse. So after awhile, everyone including Fred and George (who had been exchange students in Bosnia for the time up till now) decided just to give up and ride out the feud.

So, as students were called in for their auditions, those who waited talked quietly.

"Mio?" asked Ginny in a quiet voice.

"Yes?" replied Hermione.

"Have you ever had a crush on someone, and really wanted it to become more, but you knew it could never be possible?"

Hermione remembered many times that she could think of these examples. There was once when she had liked Harry in the first year, but later she realized he was destined for a lot more than her, and besides, he liked Cho. Who was she to get in the way? Then there was another time in her life (a twisted time it seemed now) that she had actually had a fancy for none other than Ron. She shuddered, and decided not to share these with Ginny if she didn't ask. Hermione didn't want to send kids to therapy.

"Yeah, Ginny, loads of times. Why do you ask?" she replied smoothly.

"Well…" Ginny blushed. "I think I like someone."

"Who?"

Ginny blushed even a darker crimson and mumbled something that sounded like "I lick peas" but she couldn't tell.

"Can you tell me once more?" replied Hermione. "Just a little louder please."

Ginny sighed, whipped out a piece of parchment, and wrote on it with disappearing ink…

I like Harry.

"Oh" Hermione said, pretty much speechless at the fact that her best friend was in love with her brother's best friend.

"I know" whispered Ginny, putting the paper away. "I've liked him for awhile, but I really, really like him Mione. I just can't get him out of my head."

Hermione sighed and patted Ginny on the shoulder. "It's ok, Gin" she said, "We all feel this way about a guy some…"

"Hermione Granger!! Please report to the audition room."

Hermione got up and picked up her bag.

"Good luck, Mione" Ginny called back.

Hermione sighed. She had never really sung in front of people before, mostly because once she did, they all wanted her to sing again. She didn't like to be viewed as someone who showed off a lot (not like how she was in the classroom). Slowly, Hermione opened the door to her testing room. Inside sat Professors Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Sprout. On the keyboard was none other than Filch.

"Filch?" Hermione asked herself. "Weird… I never expected for him to have a life out of a closet with his cat."

Dumbledore greeted her with a simple "Hello" and nothing more. Hermione handed her piece to Filch, who read it over, played a few notes, and then started with Hermione's cue. With the piano music, Hermione sang her song.

Wise men say, only fools rush in,
But I can't help falling in love with you.
Shall I stay, would it be a sin?
If I can't help falling in love with you.

Like a river flows, slowly to the sea,
Darling so it goes,
Some things are meant to be.

Take my hand, take my whole life too.
For I can't help falling in love with you.

Like a river flows, slowly to the sea,
Darling so it goes,
Some things are meant to be.

Some things are meant to be.
Take my hand, take my whole life too.
For I can't help falling in love with you,

For I can't help falling in love with you.

At the end of Hermione's song, Dumbledore was applauding, and McGonagall and Sprout were crying.

"Ye whimps" muttered Filch so no one but Mrs. Norris and Hermione heard.

And with a thumbs up from the still bawling Professor Sprout, Hermione took her leave, and began to think a little deeper into what was about to happen, not knowing that what might may change her life forever…

A/N: Some of you may be wondering about the song choice… let's just say it's an old favorite of mine that means a lot to me… R&R!! THANKS BUNCHES!!