Harry stared at Hermione „Why are you in such a good mood?"

"Oh, for no reason, Harry" She continued smiling brightly.

"Harry..." She heard Ron whisper "Amy's absent..."

Hermione smile grew even brighter. And Harry noticed. "What'd you do to her?"

"Oh, nothing" Hermione grinned

"Okay..." Harry sighed "You won't tell, will you? Well, we find out that way or another. Then, please, tell us: Why the sudden change of clothing?"

"It had to fit with my make-up"

"And why are you suddenly wearing make-up?"

"She wears make-up?" Ron asked, leaning over and staring at Hermione "Wow, 'Mione. Didn't know you were so beautiful"

Hermione rolled her eyes "I take that as a compliment"

"So?" Harry asked "Why the sudden urge to wear make-up?"

"I figured it was time for a change. I mean, I wore the same stuff I wore when I was eleven. And I'm nearly seventeen now..."

"Oh" Ron said "Speaking about birthdays..."

Hermiones eyes shone. He hadn't forgotten about her birthday tomorrow.

"It's Amys birthday tomorrow. Are you going to get her a present, Harry?"

Hermione stood up, tears in her eyes and stormed out of the hall, behind her, she heard Rons and Harrys voices "What is it with her these days?" "No idea"

Hermione took two steps at ones, heading up the marble staircase. She turned around some corners, opening the portrait hole and running in, heading for her door, when...

"YOU!"

A spell let her crash backwards to a stone wall, her bag falling to the ground and release parchment, books and quills. When Hermione opened her eyes again, the pain in her back fading, she saw a very funny-looking Emilie

"Suits you"

The spell was released a bit, then cast again, smashing her with the back against the same stonewall it had smashed her to seconds before

"You did this!"

"Sure I did" SMASH

"Take it away"

"I can't. It's close to permanent make-up, you know..." SMASH

"Tell me how to get rid of it"

"There's no way. To tell you with Malfoys words: Get used to it" SMASH

"Amy! Will you please stop? We got classes"

"Wait a second, Draco..."

She turned to Hermione again "Cru..."

"EXPELLIARMUS" Her wand flew into Dracos outstretched hand "You can't go around and use unforgivables in Hogwarts"

"I'm sorry Draco, I didn't mean to displease you. Will you forgive me?"

"Sure. Come with me now"

"But my face... I don't want people to laugh about us..."

"Silly girl..." He muttered a colour-changing spell and the pink and green were both replaced by black, black framed eyes and black lipstick.

Hermione grinned. This girl really had some kind of no brain...

When Hermione entered her transfiguration class, she found Emilie sitting on Malfoys lap, the chair between them empty (obviously Emilie would sit there when Professor McGonagall came in), next to the empty chair sat Ron, then Harry. They had not saved a seat for her.

So Hermione went sitting in the back of the class next to Neville who sat next to a muttering Pansy Parkinson.

When the class started, Hermione found it hard to concentrate, thanks to the muttering person two seats away from her

"Parkinson, would you please shut you mouth?"

"how dare she just walk in here... bitch... hate her..."

"Parkinson, shut your mouth"

"...kill her... tear her apart..."

"PARKINSON"

"SHUT UP, I'M PLANNING ON SOMEONES DEATH!"

"Miss Granger, miss Parkinson..."

the entire class stared at the two of them, especially at the ever-quiet Hermione

"...if you'd both leave my class now? You're disturbing my teaching. Wait in the corridor for the end of the class, then you'll be dismissed"

They both grabbed their things and stormed out of the door

"I lost that great thought of how to quarter her, because of you"

"Quarter who? If you were thinking of me, than thanks I disturbed..."

"Quarter Amy"

Hermione stared at her "I thought you were friends"

"Friends? I keep myself near her because that's what my father expects me to do with the childs of his friends"

"You want her to fall off her throne?"

"I want her to be kicked in the ass"

Hermione stared sinister "What about stop fighting , turning around and beat her to the ground together? After that, we can continue fighting..."

Pansy looked Hermione down "Why would you want her fall?"

"She took my best friends, she took my high grade-standart, she takes the answers right out of my mouth and she took my position as trustwothy girl. She took everything. I want it back"

"And what's your plan?"

"I... thought you might have an idea?"

Pansy rolled her eyes "mudbloods..." she sat down on the floor and motioned Hermione to do the same. Then she took a parchment and tipped it with her wand. Two pictures appeared, one of Draco and one of Emilie. Emilie was holding Dracos armind and staring at him passionatly, while Draco just smiled arrogant. Then a hand appeared, took hold of Draco and pulled him out of Emilies Arms, out of the picture. The picture-Emilie sank to the ground, staring at the floor, crying.

Hermione looked at Pansy "You mean we have to get Malfoy away from her"

"I thought this was obvious and you were smart"

"Okay... but how?"

Pansy grinned and patted Hermiones back "I'll tell you in the library while the others eat dinner"

The bell rang and Pansy stood up, gathering her things and heading for the next class.

The classroom door opened and Hermione still sat on the ground while Emilie and Malfoy came out, reminding her of the parchment she had seen seconds before: Emilie holding Dracos arm and he looking in a complete different direction.

Hermione stood up and turned to leave, grinning at the thought of having an ally in her fight.

Later that day, Hermione sat down at a table in the library. Pansy sat down next to her only minutes later.

"So, who will tear them apart?" Hermione looked at Pansy who only chuckled a bit "I mean, who do you think would be able to do this?"

"You, Granger"

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