Chapter Two- The Bet
"Virginia Marie Weasley, get your ass out here right now!" came an extremely agitated male voice from outside of the slightly tense atmosphere of the compartment.
Virginia looked laughingly at Philicia, who returned her look with a grin of her own.
"I told you that prat would notice if we disappeared." Philicia said while trying to hide her smirk.
"He only noticed because you weren't around." Virginia said smugly.
"Bullshit, Harry probably told him because he missed you." Philicia retorted.
"Get off my ass, there is no way I am going out with the bloody 'boy who lived'." Virginia spat.
"Good thing to, because if you are going to be under foot, the fucking 'Jaded Trio' aren't going to be with you," Draco said venomously.
"Ginny, where are you?" came Hermione's 'concerned' voice.
"Oh Merlin, no. Not the mud blood" Exclaimed Blaise's horrified voice, just as Hermione's newly well-groomed head popped into there compartment.
Hermione stood 5'7" with her brown hair that now went to her mid back up in a loose bun; her brown eyes looked shrewdly over the occupants in the compartment while her small hands went to her trim waist.
"Ginny, what are you doing in a compartment with Malfoy?" Hermione asked scathingly.
Draco looked like he was about to say something but Virginia beat him to it.
"Obviously getting scolded by someone who thinks she's my mum." Virginia snapped agitatedly.
"What?" Hermione asked in surprise.
Just then Ron and Harry barged in.
"What in Merlin's name is going on in here?" Ron practically screamed.
"We were just planning a huge orgy until we were rudely interrupted. Merlin, do you want a free showing or something?" Philicia asked disgustedly while glaring at the 'Golden Trio.'
"Are you really that sex starved, Potter? What, isn't the Weasel sharing the mud blood's charms with you? That's not very nice of him!" Exclaimed Draco sarcastically.
"Shut your fucking mouth Malfoy!" Ron screamed while withdrawing his wand from his robes.
"Don't even think about it." Philicia said calmly holding out her hand. Everyone but Draco and Virginia looked surprised when suddenly Ron's wand flew into Philicia's hand.
"How'd you do that!" exclaimed Hermione, clearly stunned.
"Hmmm, I'm a better witch than you?" Philicia asked sarcastically.
"Not likely," Harry sneered.
"Would you like to make a little bet on that, Potter?" Draco asked wickedly.
"What kind of a bet?" Harry said slowly.
"What Potter, scared." Draco mocked.
"Never," Harry retorted angrily.
"Good, the bet is that if Philicia beats Granger in a fair duel then all three of you have to spend the rest of the year not bothering me, my family, my friends, or my family's friends."
"Deal, but if Hermione wins you, your family, and your friends will leave all of my housemates and me alone." Harry said.
"Deal."