"Ron! Harry!" Hermione called, running down the stairs to catch up with them.. The two guys were just about to exit out the Portrait. Ron and Harry turned around.

"Morning 'Mione!" Ron replied cheerily.

"Morning. Er, I was wondering if you could do me a favor. A really big one." And dangerous.

"Sure," they replied.

"I need you to get these ingredients for me." Hermione handed them a piece of parchment. They both looked over it together.

Harry looked up. "What, exactly, is this for?"

"Oh, it's just a simple flu potion…" Hermione bit her lip.

"Simple?" Ron exclaimed. "Simple? Hermione, this is bloody difficult!"

"Well it is simple for me, and besides, my parents need it."

"Oh, okay."

"You'll need to get it during Potions. I'll get the things in the Student Cupboards, and ya'll can get the items in the Teacher's Cupboard. Don't worry, I'll distract Snape." She added, seeing the looks on their faces.

It wasn't Hermione who distracted Snape. It was Draco Malfoy. As Snape was walking around, examining everyone's potions, Draco piped up. "Er, Professor? I was wondering if you could teach us about the counter-potion for Quick Stopper." Hermione turned white.

"Very well," Snape replied. As he went on to tell everyone, Ron slipped back into the Teacher's Cupboard. He grabbed all the ingredients he thought Hermione needed, and headed out, just as Snape was finishing.

"Mr. Weasley, where have you been?" He asked menacingly.

"I was just getting some ingredients." Ron looked frightened. "Out of the Student Cupboard." Snape looked at him darkly.

"Ten points from Gryffindor; and detention Weasley." Snape bared his yellow teeth. Ron groaned, and slumped into his chair. When Snape turned around, Ron gave Hermione thumbs up. She did thumbs up back.

Back in the Common Room, Hermione started preparing the potion. Draco would be too late this time. She would have him within three days. She quickly set up her small cauldron she stole last night in the girl's Bathroom that hardly anyone knew about. She lit the fire underneath, and began working on her potion. She worked well into the night, and was satisfied at what she had completed. Now she would have to let it simmer all day and stir it every 2 hours (she had a stick she bewitched and made it stir the cauldron). Quietly, Hermione snuck back up to the Common Room. The last thought that entered her mind that night was her and Draco together.

Hermione tried to act like nothing was up, but Ron and Harry sensed she was planning something. She kept denying it, but they didn't believe her, and they left her alone. After classes were done, Hermione quickly slipped into the bathroom and headed towards her cauldron. It was supposed to be a dull green, but it was a brighter green. Hermione wasn't too concerned though; she must have over-heated it. She then snuck out onto the Quidditch Field. She waited for Ginny. As Ginny approached, Hermione gripped her hand on the bottle. "Hi Hermione," Ginny said rather nervously.

"Hey Gin, there is nothing to be afraid of… it's only me."

"Yeah, I don't know why I'm nervous."

"I have to talk to you about something," Hermione announced. "Something serious."

"Okay." Ginny tensed up.

"Well, ever since me and Draco broke up, I knew I had a problem." Ginny gulped. "Then he started going out with you. I knew I had to get him back. Whatever it took, I was going to do it." Hermione stepped closer to Ginny and before Ginny could move, she grabbed the frightened red-head's wrist. "Whatever it was." Hermione quickly took the bottle out of her robes and poured it on Ginny. Ginny squealed, and then fell limp on the floor. "And Hermione always gets what she wants." She didn't give Ginny another glance as she walked back up to the castle.

The next morning rumors flew around like a wildfire. Some said Malfoy strangled Ginny, some said she committed suicide, others said they saw her get attacked by a monster. But no one knew the truth. Only Hermione Jane Granger. The one everyone thought was so perfect. And now she had a dark secret, and didn't know it yet.

McGonagall's voice rang all over the castle. "Everyone is to report to their Common Rooms immediately. Further instructions will be given there." When she finished, there was a mad race to get to the house common rooms. Dumbledore called Draco, Ron, Harry and Hermione as he seen them pass. He had a saddened expression on his face.

"Come with me you four." Ron and Harry kept glancing at Draco, who was surprisingly very quiet.