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Ch. 3 The Madness Begins

During the dinner, Harry and Ginny made a few announcements to the group.

"As you all know that Ginny and I will be getting married in two months on Christmas" Everyone at the table hooted, whistle, and cheered. " And what's a wedding without a best man? So Ron? Would you do the honors?" Harry offered.

"You'd even have to ask?" Ron responded. Everyone clapped happily as Ron and Harry did the guy hug where you patted each others back and did the half hug by slamming into each others bodies.

"And…" Ginny stood up from her seat. " If Harry's going to have a best man, I've got to have a maid of honor and this person is someone who I made a promise to be her maid of honor and she promised to be mine. So Hermione, you still remember right?"

"Of course I do!" Hermione lied, got up from her seat and hugged Ginny.

Later that night Fred, George, Hermiome and Oliver were in the kitchen, getting ready to test the twin's latest invention.

"So how does this stuff work?" Hermione asked as the Fred handed her and Oliver a bottle size if a shot glass of bright tacky orange color to look at.

"Since you asked, all you have to do is get an extract of the person whom you like to be…like this" George said as he yanked a strand of Oliver and Hermione's hair, both winced in pain and handed it to each of them respectively.

"Then, you take the hair and toss it into this lovely orange stuff and presto! You're all done." Fred said.

"Now what do we do?" Oliver questioned.

"Well you drink it of course."

"This is practically the polyjuice potion." Hermione pointed out.

"Quite correct, but it doesn't take that long to brew like the polyjuice and it only changes parts that you want to have changed."

"And it tastes better." George added.

Oliver looked over to Hermione and smirked. "Cheers."

Hermione raised her bottle as well clang bottles with Oliver and quickly gulped down the stuff. True to their word, it did taste better. It tasted like fruit punch, but a little too tangy.

"Now what?" Oliver asked setting his bottle down.

"Any second now…" George said.

They waited and waited and waited and nothing happened.

"Guess it didn't work. Oh well, back to the drawing board." Fred stated and he and his other half walked off.

"Well, that was interesting." Hermione murmured to herself and totally forgetting Oliver was standing next to her.

"Yeah, it was."

"Oh, Oliver! Um…"

There was an awkward silence.

"Well, I better get going." Hermione said.

"Man, I better ask her. It's now or never…"

"Hermione, can ask you something?"

"Of course you can."

"Okay, ask her. But how? You don't want to sound stupid and you don't want to sound too desperate."

"Oliver?"

"Ask her you dolt, it isn't that hard, just open mouth and say something."

"Are you feeling okay?"

"Relax…okay…?" In his most suave voice yet he said. "So how's about being the lucky girl going on a date me?" "Oh god…that came out wrong."

She looked at him with a slight disgust. "Who the hell does he think he is? Lucky girl? What a jerk!" She rolled her eyes and walked off saying, " I'm going home now."

[[ Hermione's Room ]]

"What an arrogant arse!" She yelled at the top of her lungs.

"Madam, mind your tone, some of us are trying to sleep around here." A knight from the portrait said.

"Sorry!" She huffed. "Unbearable, egotistical, egotistical…dork! Hmph! Why do I even care anyways?!"

After ramping on and on in her mind, she went to sleep a very pissed off person.

[[ Hogsmeade Hotel ]]

(A/N: This part is all Oliver's thoughts and everything in italics is the bad conscience and the good one is in regular)

"Think you she'll still go out with you?"

"Of course she will." He rubbed the back of his head as he felt like he had two mini versions of him resting on each shoulder, one with angel wing and the other with devil horns.

"Yeah right! That was a smooth move Romeo! Probably hates your guts by now."

"No, no, no. All you have to do is apologize for being an ass but wait! Why are you so worried about what she's thinking mate? There are plenty of other girls out there for you."

"Oh yeah? Like who?"

"Hmm… What about that girl from the Leaky Cauldron? What's her name…Macy? Lacey? Oh wait! Stacey! Yeah Stacey! Now if you ask me she's got some ahem hmm hmm going on there.!"

"No one asked you…"

"Oh yeah, well no one asked you either!"

"Oh grow up."

"Make me."

"Oh shut up the both of you!" Oliver shouted and clear his mind. "What a long night." he said and stripped down to his boxer and fell into the bed in front of him.

[[ Saturday Morning ]]

"Thank god it's Saturday!" Hermione thought to herself as she rolled out lazily out of bed. With her eyes still closed she walked to the direction of her bathroom.

"BAM!" She stumbled backwards for she had ran into a wall that was not there earlier as she recalled.

"The hell?!" She rubbed her head as she opened her eyes and looked around. "Where the hell am I?!" She yelled. "And what's with my voice?!" Flustered she looked around and stop dead when she saw her reflection in the mirror.

She screamed at the top of her lung and fainted.

Meanwhile, Oliver was rolling around his bed when he felt like there was someone watching him.

"Snape?"

"Oh don't look at me like you've never seen me here before."

"But I haven't." "What the hell is wrong with my voice?"

Severus looked at him with his cold eyes. "That's true, who would want to come to a room that belongs to a complete slob…" He looked around the room. "Anyways, I came here to tell you it's your turn to take the students to Hogsmeade."

"What are you talking about?! We are in Hogsmede! And for crying out loud, what students?!" Thinking that this was just one crazy dream he pulled the blanket over his head and mumbled to himself. "This is just a dream, this is just a dream…"

Severus rolled his eyes, sighed and left him to talk to himself. "Always knew she was crazy."

Oliver pulled the blanket away from his head and looked around the room and Snape disappeared. He fell back onto the bed and shot up when he realized he wasn't even in his room.

"Where am I?"

He turned to his left and saw a shelf full of books and a desk with stacks and stacks of rolls of parchment. He turned to his right and saw his reflection in the vanity table. "Oh bloody hell…"

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