Hermonie looked at the three of them, "How is this funny? If Voldmort finds a more powerful vampire and he finds out about me, he can use the vampire to control me. He could make me kill you."
"Don't worry about that, no one will know, come on Hermonie, this will be fun, trust me." Harry said.
"Yeah, you know, saying 'trust me' with that sneaky look on your face, it really doesn't inspire a lot of trust." Hermonie retorted.
"What look?" Harry said, both he and Ron were now sporting completely innocent faces.
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"No I wont!"
"Come on Hermonie, it will be funny, please?" Ron and Harry started making puppy eyes.
"Oh fine, just stop looking at me like that." Hermonie agreed.
It was three days after the werewolf event, Ron and Harry had been trying to convince Hermonie to sneak into the Slythern common room and replace all Malfoy's, Crab's, and Goyle's clothes with pink fluffy bathrobes.
"Just so you know, I'm only doing this as a friend, not because I want too. But you have to supply the bathrobes." Hermonie said.
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Latter that night, Hermonie met them in the common room, they were the only people there. Looking down at the three bathrobes, Hermonie pulled out her wand and touched each of them.
"Just adding a personal touch." She said.
The words Pretty Boy appeared on the robes.
Harry and Ron watched in fascination as her nails elongated and her eyes turned pitch black. "Lets get the show on the road." She said exposing long, pearly white teeth."
Harry and Ron followed her out into the corridor and watched as she sprang up and began to crawl along the ceiling, the robes attached to her back.
When she disappeared into the shadows, they went back inside and Harry pulled out his map, to his surprise a note fell out. It was in Hermonie's handwriting and it read: You won't be able to see me on this map, sorry.
She was right, they couldn't find her anywhere on the map. They paced around for awhile waiting.
"Stop it, you're making me dizzy." Hermonie said from one of the chairs by the fireplace.
"Hermonie, how?" Ron asked.
She pointed to a closed and locked window. "But I locked that earlier." Harry protested.
Hermonie just smiled, before turning and heading up to bed.
"Oh, by the way, I hung their clothes in the Great Hall." She said before continuing up the stairs."
"And people say she's all books." Ron said admiringly before he and Harry too headed up to bed.