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A/N: Ahhh! So many reviews for only two chapters!!! How could I not go on?? But there was one reviewer whom I must recognize... sw33t4zn10v3! My number one reviewer at the moment... she took the time to read all four of my stories and review for every one! What more could I ask for?! I dedicate this next chapter to you!

I'm going to try this new thing where I answer all your questions that you post in your reviews... here it goes...

Sw33t4xn10v3: Sorry for such a long update... PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!! To make sure you forgive me, I updated quickly just for you!!!... Did I spell hogesmead wrong? H/O a sec... ok! It's spelled HOGSMEADE! Yay! Now that that's out of the way...Yes, Oxford Street is very real. It's located in London. My dad lives on an island in the English Channel near France. He goes on business trips sometimes to Dorchester, Portsmouth, Brighton and even London. So when he goes, I can go and I ALWAYS shop there! The best place! Much better then any shopping mall in America! And YES! School has started in this chapter! It does get juicy! So just read it already!

GI Jenn: No. I haven't read her books. The term Sex God is used a lot over here. But I do have friends who have read them and I do know a little... but I didn't use much of it, just the word gorgy... I don't typically use that word in every day life. But, it seems like every one is reading those books so maybe I'll start... are they that good? Hmm... If I do decide to take anything from them I will inform the readers! But don't expect much more of that, it was just for the beginning anyway.

Down With Love

By Andi JJ

Chapter Three: Fuel to the Fire

Dearest Ginevra,

How are you? Has anything happened since the last time we wrote (One week ago)? Well... something has defiantly happened over here. Something big. Do you remember Tom? Yes, well, he has ended it. And for a while I was heart broken. This was big, I mean, so much bigger then Victor, Seamus, Joel, or any of those other boys! It was like taking a stab in the heart. But I have found a way to mend the wound. A way I can live my life in a world full of males, and still enjoy it! Don't you think that it's unfair how boys can tell a girl how much they love her then drop her two weeks later and act like it was nothing... like it was just some kind of 'fling'?

I've come up with a brilliant idea. It's similar to S.P.E.W., but it has nothing to do with house elves. But you can bet it has many things to do with taking a stand! We'll talk more in the morning in the Head's Compartment.

Oh, did I tell you? I made Head Girl! I got the letter three days ago, and I have a new badge. I have to share a train compartment with the Head Boy (I wonder who it is...?) but you can come in with me for a few hours (Prefects admitted only). We have MUCH to discuss.

Kisses,

'Mione

P.S. Don't say anything to Ron or Harry, whom I'm guessing is staying with you. This is a Girl-to-Girl thing. As a matter of fact, don't tell any species from the male race. Ta.

I sent this letter to Ginny just after I had returned home from my 'Personal Day'. I wanted to tell her EVERYTHING, but I didn't want to stay up all night writing to her, the chances of Ginny getting it before we got to the platform would have been slim.

I had sent it with my new owl I'd bought at Diagon Alley just a week ago. I named him Binx, after the cat in Hocus Pocus (my favorite muggle movie!). It was a lovely black owl, some-what smaller then normal ones, but not as ridiculously small as Ronald's owl, Pig. Its eyes were an amazingly abnormal blue. The storeowner had told me it was a rare owl found in the enchanted forests of Argentina.

It was now early morning and I decided to start getting ready to leave for platform 9 ¾. After all, now that I have beautiful hair and skin, I have to take good care of it if I want to keep it, and that means waking up extra early just to do so. I also wanted to put my plan into action this morning, and what better place to start but a highly populated train station full of muggles and wizards?

I pulled out from under my lavender comforter and slipped on my comfortable slippers. I walked to my bathroom, hardly awake. It was located just across the hall, and I began to undress to take a shower, after which I'd brush my teeth and begin working on my make-up and hair.

After a very progressive hour, I had finished, satisfied with my work. My hair was sleek and straight, grazing my shoulders and brushing against my blushing cheeks. My eyes were enchantingly brilliant (if I do say so myself!), a deep chocolate brown that seemed even deeper with the new eye shadow I had bought form the Nail and Hair Salon I visited yesterday. My lips were just as luscious as the girl at the Salon had made them and my skin was just as flawless. Once again, I looked like a model on the cover of "Teen Witch Weekly".

I walked back to my room to find an outfit to wear before I arrived at Hogwarts. I didn't want to dress all that classy, seeing as how I would just have to change out of it in a few hours anyway, so I settled on a pair of black sweat pants and a blue baby-tee. I threw on a pair of white thong sandals that showed off my perfectly manicured toes. Even though I was wearing a lazy outfit, I knew that the boys would still be swooning over me, not to sound conceited, but it didn't help that my shirt was tight and seemed to show off my feminine curves and rather busty chest (thanks goes out to my dear old mum!).

I packed up my books and (finally!) finished homework into my school trunk, along with my new robes and the new clothes and jewelry I had bought the day before. Grabbing my Owls cage, I piled up all my stuff and took one last look around her room.

I would definitely miss this room. It was a lovely lavender colour and seemed to mesh well with my country-like furniture. A silky violet ribbon drew my lacy white curtains back, allowing me to view the outside world whenever I pleased. I could see that it was a rather gloomy day, as it was raining lightly and thick gray clouds were blocking the sun's rays.

I took a deep breath and turned my back to the room, and walked out with my precious school essentials in hand. Both of my parents helped me into the car and drove me to my destination and away from my country home. Away from the giggly muggle girls down the street. Away from the summer dreams, that I now consider nightmares. Away from my summer love and my summer heart brake. Away from Tom... and towards my new life, and life changing experiment.

My parents pulled up to the curb of the Station and said their farewells. To them, they saw their little girl, whom they knew practically nothing about. I was just an abnormal girl who went to an abnormal school, and dealt with abnormal problems (though they loved me anyway). They knew nothing of my stand against love from (or towards) the male race or my plan in which I will bring the male race down. They were oblivious to anything I ever did. And I was perfectly fine with this.

Sending my last hugs, kisses, and goodbye's, I hoisted my trunk and owl cage onto a cart and rolled my belongings towards the barrier between platforms nine and ten. Checking twice before entering, I boldly walked through the barrier and onto platform 9 ¾, where I faced the many familiar Witches and Wizards of my year and younger.

I scanned the platform and almost immediately found Ginny standing by the train doors waiting for me (I think). Her flaming red hair stood out among everyone else. I walked towards the girl, all the while feeling many eyes follow me as I did so. But I expected this. I knew that with a body like this topped with sleek long, flowing brown hair, I would catch many glances from straight guys (and maybe even gay ones, too). So I sort of just brushed it away and decided to just let this be the start of my plan.

1.) DON'T GO TO THEM, LET THEM COME TO YOU.

This was going to be my first rule to a flawless plan. If I didn't take notice of them, it would only interest them more. Therefore making them come to me instead of vice-versa.

As I approached Ginny, I could visibly see Ginny's eyes widen in shock and disbelief.

" 'Mione?" She asked, half whispering incase it wasn't me.

I laughed at her hilarious attempt to hide incase I was some different girl. "Hello, Ginny. Did you get my letter?" I asked.

I could see she looked more relieved, but she still looked shocked.

"Y-yes... what did you do to yourself?! You're a-a walking Barbie™ doll!" She exclaimed in what I think was either excitement or outrage.

"You're beautiful!" She exclaimed once more. Ok, it was excitement. I took this as a cue to explain myself.

"To make a long story short," I started, "This is all Tom's fault." Well, I wasn't lying.

She looked me up and down once more, but before she could ask for more details, I told her to just meet me in the Head's Compartment in a half hour.

"And don't say anything to Harry, Ron, or anyone!" I reminded her.

"But what if they go looking for you?" She asked.

"Just tell them that I made Head Girl and I have to stay in the Head's Compartment for official business or something. Just don't let them find me." I told her. She nodded and went in first to the train to find her compartment with her brother and The Boy Who Lived.

After I handed my belongings over to one of the conductors men, I boarded the train and immediately found the Head' s Compartment.

The train had descended from the platform some minutes after that and I found myself getting lost in the scenery outside the window. Moments later (or hours, as it felt like) I heard the compartment door slide open. I figured it to be Ginny and turned around, anxious to tell her the big plan.

But what I found instead, was far from what I was expecting at all, the last person I wanted to see (other then Tom), and what turned out to be added fuel to my plans fire:

The Head Boy, fondling (what seemed to be) a fifth year Ravenclaw. (Something I had seen Tom doing with that Carolina girl just a day after he ended it with me!)

I wouldn't have gotten so outraged had it been someone else, but under the circumstances that it was a well-known prat who did this kind of thing with every girl (then dropped them just after he was done having 'fun'), I had to take action.

So, Task Two: BRING DOWN DRACO MALFOY!!!

-tbc-

AHHH! Yay! I can finally go to sleep now! It's 1:36 in the morning!!!!!Wait... that was four minutes ago... It's 1:40 now! I'm so tired... Tomorrows Sunday... that blows! I hope this chappter was worth it! I may update Reality Check... Maybe not... If not, then I'd like to wish all the American's out there a Merry Thanksgiving!

Ta,

Andrea Elizabeth Anneliese O'Connell

Ha! I felt like typing my full name... it takes forever! Dear God! It's already 1:45! Oh, and by the way.. JJ stands for a nick name... maybe I'll write that out in a later date...

(So, once again) Ta!