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Chapter…Nein. (9) Nine

"Hermione!" Ron yelled for the twenty-billionth time. He was trying to wake her up…like he had been for the past 32 minutes and 29 seconds. "HEEERRRMIIIIIOOOONNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE?!?!?!?!?!" Ron whined. He had tried yelling, shaking her, dumping cold water on her head…he had, basically, tried everything—but then a brilliant idea struck him. "Hermiii-ninny?" he asked, with his best 'Victor Krum' impersonation—no response.

They were standing out in the hall, well, Ron was. Hermione had passed out against the wall, and had been out cold for Merlin-knows-how-long. Ron had found her like that on his way to the kitchens for a midnight snack. "HERMIONE IF YOU DON'T WAKE UP THIS BLOODY INSTANT, I'M GOING TO—TO—TO—(A/N: I'm thinkin' give me a minute…) aw, forget it. I can't think of anything."

And then, within 2 seconds, a muggle song entered his head. "IF YOU WAAANT TO DESTROY MY SWEATER! PULL THIS THREAD AS I WALK A-WAY! WATCH ME UNRAVEL I'LL SOON BE NAKED! LYIN' ON THE FLOOR I HAVE COME UNDONE!" At that moment, however, a really random and annoying song came into his head. He assumed it to be muggle in origin, because all wizard music was rock, and some metal. This was a horrible pop song with a bad singer and annoying lyrics. It went like: "I'M A GENIE IN A BOOOTTTLLLEEE BAAABBYYYYY! I'M A GENIE IN A BOTTLE BAAAABYYYY!"

"AAHHHH!" Hermione bolted awake, and looked panicky and pale. "I can explain! I—I didn't have a choice! PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!!" she wailed.

"What th—" Ron asked, feeling very, very confused.

"Oh—er—um—nightmare," Hermione stuttered, and then started giggling nervously.

"Riiiiigggghhhttt," Ron responded, and then, very quietly, "PMS, much? Bleeding hell. Wicked female hormones, those are."

"I-I-I-I-"

"HERMIONE, get a hold of yourself, woman!"

"Ihvtgo," she slurred out, while running in the direction of…the Room of Requirement.

Author's Notes: Ok, guys, I'm really sorry. REALLY SUPER SHORT CHAPTER! I, personally, like reading short chappies because you can polish a few off on your way out the door to go…oh, idk, aquarius25's house to play DDR w/ Francis Shady, Dina, Meeghan, Emily, and of course, me. Good times!

I have noooo time, ever. So much hw, tests, it's insane. I have archery in….8 hours…less than, actually. So I gtg now. Bedtime…at….1:09 AM. Um, yeah. Ok, then.

Next Chapter: RoR to meet…..rodca.

Future Events: HGDM ship! Woot! (maybe, that is) tell me what you think, k? I could also turn it into a GWHP, HGRW, or HGRL. So, review me your answers. K? k.

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