ravioli and chocolate: Lol, my friend said the exact same thing. I'm pretty sure it had to do with the girl who changes her hair color almost every week though…. :-)

Ashley: Once again, thank you! Lol, every time I read your review it makes me smile. :-)

Disclaimer: I am not J.K.Rowling, and everything that you see in this story is NOT mine. I'm just very happy about my 28 out of 20 I got on my last paper…ahhh, good grades.

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Hermione ran as fast as she could out of the Gryffindor Common Room. She moved as fast as her legs could take her, and she only had one thing on her mind. Find Ron.

Obviously, practice was over but she had not seen him in the Common Room at all, and he would have waited up for her. As she was running, Hermione was hoping that she was remembering right that they had practice. She was out of it for only a week, but their schedules should still be the same. Hermione passed a bush, and one of the branches cut her robes, she had to stop so that she could fix it. It wasn't a bad cut, but enough so that she'd have to mend it. It was a good thing she stopped anyway, if she would have ran any further, she would have been making too much noise and wouldn't have overheard Dean and Ron around the corner.

"Ok Dean, what did you want now?" Ron asked.

"Hey listen Ron…I just wanted to make sure that you were ok."

'Make sure he was ok?' thought Hermione, 'what's wrong with Ron?'

There was a bit of a silence and Hermione thought that they had left, when she heard Ron sigh.

"Hey…hey Ron, mate…she'll be fine, I'm sure of it." Hermione heard Dean say.

"You don't understand Dean; she's been unconscious for a week! Nobody even knows what happened to her…and…I wasn't even there to help her." Ron said, "What if she never wakes up…I don't know what I would do without her. I just….no, never mind, you wouldn't understand…"

"Listen Ron," said Dean, "I was there too…I feel awful for not helping either, but there was nothing anybody could really do. Harry caught her and I ran to get Madam Pomfrey. If you were there, it would have made no difference." Dean stopped for a minute, as if to give full effect to what he was saying before he started again. "You've been moping around all week, and your grades have slipped, I'm sure that if Hermione were awake, she'd want you to keep on doing your best."

'Deans right,' thought Hermione, 'I can't believe that I effected him that much though…there is no way he can handle me coming up to him CLAIMING to be his unconscious girlfriend.'

With that thought, Hermione backed up a little, careful to not step on a fallen twig from the bushes, and headed back towards the castle. She got to the entrance and stopped. She really couldn't go back for awhile could she? Nobody recognized her, and Pavarti would definitely think something was up if she woke up to find someone sleeping in Hermione's bed. She decided that for now, there was only one place to go. She turned around again, and headed back towards the bushes, only this time, she took another turn. Finally, she found herself once more, in heaven.

She came here for two reasons. One, she needed her safe place to think about what she was going to do, and Two, she was hoping to find Draco.

She needed to talk to him; maybe he would know what to do. He knew a lot about potions, and he could possibly tell Hermione what had happened.

Sitting down on the fountain edge, she looked at herself in the water. Her green eyes were small and plain, unlike her brown eyes; her hair was straight and fell around her face. She studied long and hard at her reflection, but finally came to the conclusion she was afraid of. There was absolutely NOTHING that was the same from her previous body, not even her nose.

Over an hour she waited, and soon became restless. 'It's not his fault,' she told herself, 'he had not way of knowing I'd be here, considering I never told him.' But still, Hermione found herself secretly thinking that somehow, he should have known. An innate sense almost, if that's what you wanted to call it.

'Maybe I should lie down' she told herself. 'A bit of a nap shouldn't hurt; besides, I can't go back to the castle anyway. As of right now, I have nowhere to go, I might as well get used to sleeping out here.'

With that thought, Hermione settled down on the hard ground, situated some ferns for a pillow, and within moments drifted to sleep.

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"Excuse me?" a soft male voice asked her.

Hermione's eyelids fluttered for a moment before opening them in shock. Kneeling beside her, with his face close to hers, was Draco.

Quickly she scooted herself upward, so that she was sitting on the ground. She put a hand to her head, 'I must have fallen asleep for a long while, its dark now.'

Draco spoke once again, after Hermione had been silent for awhile. "Excuse me, is everything all right?"

Suddenly remembering everything that had happened, Hermione flung herself at Draco and hugged him tightly.

"Oh Draco, you have no idea how happy I am to see you."

Draco pulled her away from him, and looked at her skeptically. "Yeah….Ok, are you all right? I came out here to…well I just happened by this place, and I found you lying down. It's late out, how come you aren't in the castle?"

"Oh Draco," Hermione said, "I must have fallen asleep longer than I meant to; I was waiting up to see if you would come by. I needed to talk to you."

Draco rubbed the back of his neck, a sign that showed he was uncomfortable and nervous. He raised his eyebrows at Hermione before he cleared his throat.

"Listen," he said, "I don't think I know you, but I …I would really like to know how you know me."

Hermione stopped for a minute; she never thought that he wouldn't recognize her. It was almost as if she skipped over that part. Hermione backed up a little and rested her hand on one of the peacocks that was part of the fountain. She looked into the water again, saw herself and wondered that if she would tell him the truth, would he believe it. She decided to take the chance.

"Draco, it's me…Hermione. Something bad happened and I don't know what." Hermione told him without turning around, somehow she just didn't want to see his face.

There was a slight fermata in his silence and Hermione had to turn around to make sure that he didn't leave. He was still there, but instead of the shocked, un-believed face that she was expecting, she saw anger.

"What?" He spat, "What did you say?"

Hermione got more courage and took a step closer to him. "Draco," she said, "it's me Hermione. You've just got to believe me. You have to because…well, you just have to!"

Draco narrowed his eyes at her and said "Don't you pull that on me. Hermione is in the hospital wing, she has been for a week. I would know if she would have gotten out, believe me, I would have made sure I came to talk to her."

"Draco…please." Hermione said in an oh-so-soft voice. "What do I have to do to make you believe me?"

Hermione waited for an answer, and what she got was nothing. Draco just stood there, and then suddenly closed his eyes. When he opened them, nothing had changed and he was still upset. "There is nothing," he said "that will make me believe you."

With that, he turned around and started to walk away. Hermione racked her brain quickly for something to say to him, when finally, it dawned on her.

"I can't wait to see your father's reaction Draco" she said.

It worked. Draco stopped in his tracks and said without turning around, in a sneering voice, "What are you talking about?"

"I can't wait for his reaction Draco," Hermione said, "when you tell him that you don't want to be a Death Eater."

Draco spun around and marched towards Hermione. "How do you know about my father?" he asked in a curious voice.

"Because," Hermione stated, "you told me. You come here to think about him, and you would rather teach here at Hogwarts than follow You-Know-Who."

Draco's eyes stretched so far that Hermione was sure they would have fallen out. He took a couple steps forward, and then stopped. Reached out his hand as if to touch her hair…and then pulled it back. He looked at the ground and then slowly raised his head up.

"Hermione?"

"Yes Draco it's really me." She said. She went over to him and gave him, who looked very much in shock, and gave him a hug. Hermione knew he really believed her when she felt him hug back, and he wouldn't have done that with a stranger.

"Hermione, what happened to you?" Draco asked. He picked up a handful of her hair and looked at it like it was not from this earth. "Why are you….blonde?"

Hermione walked away from him and towards the fountain, she sat down and patted next to her, motioning him to sit beside her. When he did, she clasped her hands and dropped them in her lap.

"I made a potion Draco. Lydius Markanas, heard of it? Anyway, I was sick of people making fun of me, so I wanted to change my personality, just so…you know, I could fit in. I drank some after break and then fainted, and Harry took me to the hospital wing. After I woke up, I went to thank him…and I found out after he got mad at me that I look different. This wasn't supposed to have happen Draco. Now what am I going to do?" Hermione looked at him for help. When she did, she saw him open mouthed and wide-eyed.

"And so…instead of changing personalities…it changed your outward appearance?" Hermione nodded.

"Bloody hell Hermione, did you follow the directions right?" he asked. He got a glare.

"All right, all right I suppose that was stupid to ask" Draco said as he laughed, "We're going to have to fix this. But for now, you should come with me."

Draco got up and started walking away once again when Hermione grabbed his shirt sleeve to stop him.

"Why?" she asked, "Where are we going?"

Draco stopped and smiled slyly, "Well," he stated in a matter of fact tone, "you are going to have to sleep somewhere, and from now on you are Janeia Malfoy, my second-cousin …and Slytherin."

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A/N: Oh boy, now she has to be in Slytherin for awhile Lol. At least somebody knows it's her now!

A/N: Sorry for not posting for awhile, I had much to pack to go back to the dorms with, but I should be on my regular re-posting schedule from now on, which I think is about every 2-3 days or so. This chapter was just a transition, and I promise it will be more interesting the next chapter! I love hearing from you all! (Hint, hint…Hehehe)