"Come on, Hermione, who do you like?" pressured Alicia Spinnit.
It was late at night in the Girl's Dorm. The girls where talking (so you know something's gonna happen.)
"We're gonna find out anyway, Hermione, you might as well tell us," said Angelina Johnson, who was lying on the floor in a tank top and short shorts.
"I keep telling you the answer, no one!" replied a very pissed off Hermione.
"I bet it's Seamus," giggled Pavati from the bad. She was sitting on the bed next to Lavender in some jeans and a t-shirt.
"No way!" yelled Lavender. "Don't even try it, girlfriend, he's as good as mine!"
Pavati fell over on her bed laughing. She was a little high. They all where a little high.
"No one likes Seamus! It's Dean," said Ginny.
"Just cuz you like Dean doesn't mean the rest of the world does," shot Hermione.
"Oooooooo," said Pavati, Angelina, Alicia, Katie, and Lavender.
"WHAT!!!" yelled Ginny "I'M GONNA KILL YOU FOR THAT!!!!!"
Ginny chased Hermione around the room. Pavati fell over laughing.
"Maybe it's a Weasley," said Katie, thoughtfully.
Ginny stopped chasing. "Maybe," she said with a wicked gleam in her eyes.
"No!" said Hermione.
"Let's see," said Ginny. She started advancing on Hermione. "You don't see Charlie very much."
"No way!"
"Or Bill..."
"No!"
"Is it Percy?"
"Uh, uh,"
"Didn't think so. Maybe Fred?"
"Nope!"
"He's a demon in bed," put in Angelina.
"Eew!" said Ginny. "You had it with my brother?"
"Yup,"
"Gross. Anyway, maybe it's George..."
"No."
"Then that leaves Ron...."
"No!" said Hermione, a little too quickly.
"You like Ron?"
"You HAVE to be kidding!"
"You're better than that!"
"I don't believe it!"
"Since when?"
"What do you see in my brother?"
"I donno," mumbled Hermione. "He's just kind of cute and funny and sweet..."
"That's baloney!"
"Your mad!"
Pavati fell over laughing. Then she stops and sniffs the air.
"Hey, what's that?" she asked.
Everyone starts sniffing.
sniff sniff sniff sniff
"Eww!"
"That's discusting!"
"Sick!"
"Oops. That's me," said Alicia, blushing.
"Eww!"
"That's discusting!"
"Sick!"
"How'd you get to smell like that?"
"Quidditch practice. The shower broke."
"Eww!"
"That's discusting!"
"Sick!"
"Go have a shower, girl!"
Alicia shrugs. "Okay." Then she goes.
"Now, tell us about you and Fred, Angelina," said Lavender.
Pavati giggles.
"Okay. It all started one dark and stormy night in June..."
Hahaha, cliffhanger. Well, not really. I'll try and get write up Angelina's part soon. Plez Review!