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Tuesday, really late at night, raining, my four poster

Doing this as quietly as possible – everyone else is asleep. Anyway, where was I? Went to see Harry as he requested; stupid git got his way.

"Hi." Blush.

"Hey." Blush.

"You wanted to talk?" Blush, duck of head.

"Yeah." Blush, ducking of head, looking back up.

"So talk." Just in case it wasn't obvious, I'm the one who is all, "so talk."

"Um. Where to begin?"

Silence from my end, though I sat down on the bench. He sat opposite.

"You have a boyfriend."

"Uh huh."

"I have a girlfriend."

"Noted." I tried very hard not to grit my teeth at this point.

"I didn't know you liked me as more then a friend."

"I didn't want to tell you. It would have been embarrassing." I pushed my hair back.

"Well, um. I mean. Cho isn't very... happy."

"Neither is Michael. He hasn't dumped me yet because I only just got out of the hospital wing."

"Oh. Um. Sorry I didn't come visit you."

"It's okay."

"Um. I don't want to dump Cho, I mean..."

"Of course not. I understand. We can just be friends."

"Yes, of course."

"I just don't want things to be..."

"Weird."

"Precisely."

"Well... um... we'll just have to work at that."

"I guess we will. So, what's this problem about Hermione, Ron and Anthony?"

"Anthony has just sent me a letter." Harry passed it to me.

Dear Harry,

I know my original purposes for this "assignment" was outlined very clearly; no slandering of Hermione, make Ron jealous, act as if I'm romantically interested then fade into the background when Ron comes into play and decides to make a move.

However, I'm afraid I cannot keep this contract. You see, I think I have fallen for Hermione. I will not be able to fade into the background, nor will I be able to let Ron have her. Sorry.

Thanks for the help in finding out my love for her,

Anthony.

Of course, Harry and I are furious.

"What to do?" Harry asked me.

"Write back of course." I said in exasperation.

Dear Anthony,

Oi! Binding contract means binding contract!! Ginny's father works at the ministry; we can take this to the courts! Attached is a condensed version of your contract:

I Anthony Goldstein am signed to a binding contract and will fulfil my duties to Ginny Weasley and Harry Potter concerning Hermione Granger.

Not pleased,

Ginny and Harry.

"I can't believe he's fallen in love with Hermione! They've barely spent any time together!" Harry said in distress.

"I know, our plan cannot backfire or Ron will never smile again! Ron's like mum when he's grumpy!" I insisted.

Harry snorted. "I don't doubt that."

"Well if we can come up with a plan..."

"I'll definitely think about it." I promised Harry. "Now um, if you don't mind too much, I've got to um, go back to the common room."

"Right. Okay."

"Yeah. Bye." I promptly fled back to the common room.

Wednesday Afternoon, windy, the library

I still haven't thought of a plan for Anthony; however he sent a reply back to Harry and me this morning.

Ginny & Harry:

I understand your annoyance, really I do. But I'm simply not able to give up Hermione.

- Anthony.

Harry and I both wrote letters back to Anthony. Harry's was polite; mine was sort of to the point. Sort of.

Harry's went like this:

Anthony,

I'm not trying to bully you into doing this, really I'm not, but you have to understand this. You entered a binding contract which you can't back out of, you simply cannot. If Ron hears that we set him up in the first place do you know how many times he'll kill us about fifty times over then bury us in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. And Hermione would stop helping us with our homework.

Seriously Anthony, it is impossible that you have fallen in love with Hermione in such a short amount of time. It's been what, two weeks?? Whereas Ron's liked Hermione since first year. Or second year. Perhaps third, it's hard to tell when Ron's hormones kicked in. Anyway, please reconsider.

Harry.

Harry is too nice for his own good. I giggled at the hormone comment though, because it's true. Mine was, as stated, a little more to the point.

Anthony –

Look kiddo, I'm sorry but Hermione's been in love with my brother since second year. She told me so. You stand no chance in heaven, hell or in a room with Gilderoy Lockhart; you simply will not get together with Hermione.

She is romantically interested in Ron. I'm very sorry, but we chose you for the specific purpose of flattering her and being Mr. Smooth. Otherwise, you can sod off, because if you're going to go and breach our contract and "fall in love with Hermione" (so you say), well I'm sorry but I won't stand for it.

You must remember that you will never get to Hermione,

Ginny.

You see what I mean? Anthony hasn't responded yet, but hopefully, hopefully he hasn't made any sudden moves.

Thursday Lunchtime, storming, the Great Hall

I have it.

I have the plan. It came to me in Muggle Studies.

Professor Mellie was discussing tape recorders.

"And so, Ms. Weasley I hope you are writing this down, tape recorders are... Mr. Stebbins, put that away before you injure someone! Mr. Creevey, please take those ridiculous things off your head... thankyou. Now, where was I?"

"Ah yes. I have a tape recorder here today, a volunteer please?? Oh yes, alright, come on up Ms. Bennet."

A skinny Hufflepuff girl approached the front of the classroom.

"Right, when I press record I want you to say something rather loudly. Anything." Professor Mellie hit the record button.

The Hufflepuff giggles nervously. "My name is Charlotte," she said perkily, "I'm like... fifteen. I turn sixteen next, like, month! My mum says I can hold a huge party, and like, everyone from Hogwarts can come!!"

"Thankyou Ms. Bennet that will be fine." Professor Mellie hit stop. "Okay everyone, listen up." She hit play.

My name is Charlotte, I'm like... fifteen. I turn sixteen next, like, month! My mum says I can hold a huge party, and like, everyone from Hogwarts can come!!"

Her annoying voice filters back through the classroom.

That's when it hit me.

If I can get a hold of one of those machines, I just have Hermione or Ron, I don't really care which, confess that they like the other and I'll record it! (Secretly of course).

I am going to ask Harry about this, but I'm sure he'll be thrilled.

A/N 2: Expect more Harry/Ginny/Michael/Cho action next chapter.... but only if you review!