Chapter 5: The Plan

Hermione hurried to find Parvarti and Lavendar's compartment. She needed a makeover and knew that they would make her look good without looking like a slut. Hermione did not want to become the school's slut just to get Draco. She knew that Ginny would take that road and she wanted to do things different than Ginny.

After opening three compartments (and seeing things her virgin eyes shouldn't of seen) she found Lavendar and Parvarti. They were startled when she bursted through the door.

"What's wrong Hermione?" Lavendar asked concerned.

"I need a makeover."

"It is about time you come around." Parvarti smiled with delight. She loved doing these kind of things. "How about tomorrow before classes begin?"

"Thank you so much, guys. I am in desperate need of this."

"Why are you so concerned by the way you look all of a sudden?" Lavendar asked politely.

"You'll see." Hermione smiled widely.

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"Collin, you are going to help me get Draco."

Collin's stomach fluttered. "How?" He asked nervously.

"Well, we start now and you play a pretty big part in what I have planned."

"But, Ginny, we only have about an hour left until we arrive at school." Collin hoped that this would ruin Ginny's plan and he wouldn't have to get involved.

"That's more than enough time."

His stomach dropped.

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"I'm getting worried, Harry." Ron told his best friend reluctantly.

"Really? Because five minutes ago you didn't really care."

"I know but I can't help it, she is our best friend."

"Don't those words sound a little familiar?" Harry replied bitterly.

"I know, but I am not that upset anymore."

"Well, what do you want to do about it?"

"Wait, I guess."

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"So do you think you can handle that, Collin?" Ginny asked, her eyes shining.

"I guess," Collin said dreadfully. "You really want those three galleons, don't you?"

"That's not all I want." Ginny winked at her best friend.

"You make me sick," replied Collin as he motioned to leave. He couldn't believe Ginny's plan. It was manipulative yet guaranteed to work.

He began his search for Draco while Ginny undressed. She slipped out of her childish underwear and into her suitcase for a sexier set. She also pulled out her robe and skirt and sat down to wait.

While Ginny impatiently waited, Collin frantically searched for the Slytherin. He spotted a platinum head going for the bathrooms. Collin called his name.

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Draco heard his name called from behind. It was a squeaky sort of voice and unfortunately, he knew who it belonged to. He turned around with a sneer. "What do you want, rat?"

"You won't believe what I just heard someone saying about you."

Draco's sneer surpressed and one of interest crossed his face. "What did you hear?"

"Some second year was calling you a prat and spreading rumors about how you slept with Mullicent Bullstrode."

"What? That is obsurd! What compartment number?"

"Nine."

Draco pushed past Collin and searched for compartment number nine. Collin caught up with him and Draco stopped. "What are you doing?"

"I want to see what happens." Collin replied innocently.

"Fine. But you better stay out of my way."

As they neared compartment number nine, Collin sneezed, tripped and fell.

"You idiot," Draco called as he stopped in front of number nine.

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Ginny heard Collin sneeze and picked up her skirt just as the door opened.

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Hermione thanked Parvarti and Lavendar a thousand times before she realized that it was time to change into her robes. Dreadfully, she headed back to her compartment. She did not feel like seeing Harry and Ron.

She walked into her compartment to see her two best friends gazing out of the window. She shook her head. "How did I know you two would not be dressed yet." She couldn't help but smile. "What would you do without me?"

"Probably die." Harry smiled at his best friend. His worries melted as he noticed how happy she seemed to be.

"I would probably be expelled," Ron added as he motioned for their suitcases.

Hermione smiled even wider. She was expecting the cold shoulder but everything seemed normal between them.

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Blaise looked at his watch and then at the sleeping form in front of him. Granted she wasn't very pretty and was a horrible snog, but it was better than being alone. He was tired of waiting for Ginny to come around. It seemed she would never break away from her innocence. Not only that, her brother would kick his ass if he even layed a finger upon her. Blaise knew she wasn't willing yet and he wouldn't risk his ass for it.

Blaise continued to gaze at Pansy. When he could no longer look at her, he closed his eyes and pictured Ginny laying before him. Hell, Blaise pictured Ginnythe whole timePansy andhe weresnogging. Pansy kept insisting that he open his eyes but he felt that if he did,hewould turn to mush inside her.

Blaise laughed as he thought of earlier. "Why do I torture myself?" He asked himself in amusement.

A/N: Hey guys. Long time no write! Ha! I hope you like how my story is going. Please review and I hope you have a nice Easter!