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A/n- here's number deux (that 2 in French)

On with it

"Harry come on we're going to be late for our first day back!" Ron shouted into the sleeping Harry's ear.

Harry sprang straight up in an up right sitting position. He carefully picked up his glasses off the table to his right and put them on. He let out a long yawn and ran his fingers through his hair. Then, he threw off the nice warm comforter and swung his legs over the bed.

"Good morning Harry. Yeah that's it, hurry up before you miss breakfast and another bloody fun day in our marvelous classes." Ron said with sarcastic enthusiasm.

Harry just rolled his beautiful green eyes and started to pull on his shirt and pants.

"I can't believe the holiday went by so fast." Harry said starting the morning conversation that was a part of their daily routine.

"You can say that again." Ron mumbled.

Harry shrugged on his school robes and proceeded to the bathroom to brush his teeth and try to comb out his messy but cute jet-black hair.

"Harry mate. What are going to do about Malfoy? You know he's going to back today." Ron asked.

Even though Harry promised the Slytherin that he wouldn't tell anybody about his 'little' crush he still told Ron. He couldn't tell Hermione because he didn't need her mothering and smothering him with lectures about not being cruel to him. Then later she would tell Draco and that would make him even angrier then before the hearing people thought incident. (If that was even possible.)

"Please don't remind me. I just hope he doesn't feel the need to get back at me." Harry said while washing his hands.

"Does he have any reason NOT to?" Ron asked with curiosity.

"No, but maybe he thinks I'll tell the whole school about him. Don't think I wouldn't either mind you. But, bloody hell, this semester is going to hell isn't it?" Harry looked at Ron for some sort of support.

But, Ron just stared at the tiled floor in the bathroom and slowly shook his head yes.

"But, if you want some sort of help. Like spells you need to cast then-," Ron paused, "You know Mione will always be there for you. While I sit in the corner and listen to her instructions."

Harry laughed whole-heartly and patted Ron on the shoulder in a friendly way.

Ron soon joined the laughter and they continued laughing like mad hyenas until they heard someone clear their throat.

They both turned around to see Hermione looking at them with a bizarre expression plastered n her face.

"HERMIONE!" They both shouted.

"This is a boy's bathroom. Unless you're a boy you need to leave." Ron explained like he was talking to a six-year-old.

"Oh come on. As if there's anything to look at." She said as she propped herself on top of the sink.

"Excuse me?" Harry said offended and appalled at her outburst.

She dramatically rolled her eyes and then said, "We're going to miss breakfast let's go!"

She hopped down and grabbed both of their arms and dragged them out earning a shocked face from Neville.

"Like I've said before, we're a bad influence on her." Ron whispered to Harry.

"Our little Mione is going up." Harry whispered back giggling softly.

"I can hear you." She said still looking straight ahead.

"Is it that time of the month?" Ron asked quietly.

"No," Hermione snapped, "Malfoy's owl gave me a letter and it pissed me off."

"What did it say?" Harry said afraid it was about the bedroom incident and he was blackmailing her.

"He wants me, no is making me assist him make a potion for Snape's class. I refused but Snape sent me a letter telling me to help him or fail his course. And Hermione Granger DOES NOT FAIL POTIONS!"

She looked at them and smiled.

"But that's no concern of yours." She spotted him and then said, "I have to go and 'ARRANGE' the day from hell. Bye." Then she was off.

Harry and Ron looked at each other. What was Malfoy planning and what did it have to do with Hermione?

TBC

A/n- please r/r