The gym filled quicker as the clocks got closer to eight. They were all at there original posts.
Malfoy spotted Lauren entering the gym. Damn it! Duck! His mind raced, and he tried to hide behind the doors, but too late. She found him, and was…coming over…?
She opened the door that he was standing behind.
"Hey," she said. She looked him right into the eye.
Malfoy didn't answer.
"Look, Tom. Malfoy, whatever your name is, I really don't care any more. I'm just sorry that I acted the way I did the other day. You had every right to fight with Shane-"
"Don't you dare say that name to me!" Malfoy growled.
"I'm sorry, again. And I shouldn't have over reacted about when you told me about you being, what you are."
"You can say wizard. The word means nothing here, they wouldn't get it if you said it out loud. Not like you aren't one too."
"What?"
"Well you are. Everyone in this school is, well except him."
"You really think I'm that gullible, don't you? I might be high strung, but I'm not stupid. I have no idea how you did what you did that day, but it wasn't magic."
"What are you talking about? Did you come over here to apologize or to pretend some more, I don't know how to prove it to you, but you are a witch. This entire frickin school is! Emmi is! Minnie is! You can ask them, they'll show you. In fact I was going to ask if you could help us tonight, but I guess I was stupid for even thinking that."
"But it just doesn't make any sense!"
"You think it's meant to? No! I was a fool for being in love with you. And I'm sorry to say that I still am." Malfoy couldn't stop the words from coming out.
"What? You're in love with me?" Lauren stuttered, something that no one has ever heard her do.
"Yes!" Malfoy screamed, "I am! And I'm sorry for that. I'm sorry for stunning Shane, I'm sorry for kissing you, and I'm sorry for later taking Bridgett out! And I'm so God damn sorry for even excepting this mission when Dumbledore asked me to come! I just wanted to prove something to myself, and I guess I did." He paused, and saw her, just waiting for him to go on, "You can't expect anyone to trust you, even when you need it the most."
"I'm not saying I don't trust you," Lauren picked out her words carefully, "I'm just not sure what to get. Magic real?"
"That's not what you just said." Malfoy shrugged.
"I believe you, but, I don't know. I just want more proof."
Malfoy shook his head. How easy it would be to go into his pocket and pull out his wand, but there was no time. His bangs were falling into his eyes, and making his eyes glow as glitter, "No. You need to trust me on this. I'm a wizard, you're a witch and the entire school is going to be in danger. Will you help me?"
Lauren thought for a moment, and wasn't sure who's voice said, "Yes" thought after, she understood it to be her's.
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Hermione looked at her watch, "9:15, East wing, still no sign of him." She opened and spoke into the phone.
"Same here," Ron said.
"Ditto," Emmi responded.
"Yea," Malfoy stated.
"Roger that," Lauren said.
"What the hell are all of you talking about?" Minnie asked.
"Who is this?" Hermione asked.
Malfoy turned to Lauren who stood next to him, and said, away from the phone, "I wasn't the one who thought of this total connection things. It's all Hermione's fault. To confusing."
"This is Minnie," Minnie said.
Hermione looked at the phone, it sounded to be like an echo. To close to be at the other end of the gym. She looked up and gasped, nearly dropping the phone. There standing only a few feet away, was a girl, about her height, with the same brown eyes, the same brown hair, the same face bone structure, and looking to be about the same weight, she was standing next to a short, blonde haired boy.
Hermione walked up to her, and tapped her on the shoulder, "Excuse me, Minnie?"
Minnie spun around and her mouth hung open, but for a different reason, "Hermione Granger? The Hermione Granger? It's so great to finally meet you!"
"Yes, yes, um," This has to be her! This is my sister! Hermione had meet many other look-a-likes (such as Emma Watson) but Minnie had something that the rest of them didn't have. What do you ask your twin sister when this is the first time you meet her? "When's your birthday?"
Minnie seemed unaware of anything that the question had to do with her, "September 19. Why?"
Hermione had to control herself from jumping up and down, it didn't prove anything, but it must! Minnie was in her grade, a witch, looked exactly like herself, and had the same birthday?
"Nothing,"
The blonde boy did a double take on the two girls, he seemed to notice. "Min, can I go outside for a minute?"
"Mike, are you sure?"
"Yea. Just for a second."
"Is it safe?"
"Minnie, I'm seeing two of you, I need to go outside for a second. I'll be right back I promise." He placed his hand to her shoulder, feeling her warmth, gazing at her eyes, then turned and walked away.
"Funny," Minnie said, "everyone always told me that I look like Hermione Granger, and I guess they were right."
"You have no idea. So who was that?"
"He's my date and, something else, but lets not go into detail. Are you sure that there is no sign at all for Voldemart?"
"Please be joking! Not so much as a single-"'
They heard a popping sound, and felt a small texture of smoke come to them. But you had to be listening in order to hear it, making it hard since the music was blasting.
Minnie started to run toward the exit in which Mike had left, while flipping on the cell phone, "Did you hear that?" she shouted into it.
There was a mix of static, though it didn't matter with the phones, all of them came running.
"Who was that?" Malfoy demanded to know.
Minnie was breathing heavy, "Mike! They got Mike!"
Emmi demanded, "What does Mike have to do with any of this?"
"You are a blonde, Emmi," Minnie slapped, "It's Mike."
"You mean, that Mike is…"
"The 3rd member of the prophecy? Yes"