Alrighty then me readers. Are you ready for Chappie 4!…? I'll take the resounding silence as a yes. Here we go!

After exiting the bathroom, Hermione decided to go meet her chum, Ginny. Ginny was, as you know, Ron's younger sister.

Ginny was notorious throughout the school to be something of a, well, let's just say you didn't want to get on her bad side. Boyfriends of hers were always wary because she had a way of getting back at unfaithful lovers. Sometimes they were forcibly made to part with their most, err…special organs as they slept peacefully in their dorms (cough Michael Corner cough).

Ginny was currently backing a whimpering Terry Boots into a wall. She was also waving a suspicious looking pair of scissors in the air towards him.

"You thought you could get away with it, Terry Berry, didn't ya? Thought I wouldn't find out eh? You didn't know that I saw you sneaking off with that Ravenclaw slut Cho Chang did you?"

Terry had given up trying to look courageous as a petite 5'2" red-haired girl advanced on him. He simply pleaded, "Ginny Bear I-

"DON'T YOU "GINNY BEAR" ME YOU TWO-TIMING, ASS-KISSING SON OF SEWER SWEEPER!"

"Ginny don't get mad. I swear nothing happened with Cho. We were simply…studying?"

At this Ginny began to laugh bitterly, "In a deserted classroom?" She grinned as Terry nodded unsurely, "Well then, I suppose 'this' slipped off as she was turning a text book page…. or perhaps its yours…" At that Ginny's eyes widened and she shook her head decidedly, banishing-away unwanted (and inappropriate) mental images.

Ginny held up a red lacy bra. Terry paled considerably.

"Umm…well, Gin, we never 'did' anything together. You were boring me."

A vein in Ginny's forehead started to throb. Hermione felt a twinge off pity for Terry Boots.

"Boring was I? Well, you should have told me before, I could have livened things up. Wait, I have an idea…this should 'excite' you Terry. Of course, Cho may find you lacking a certain something in your next 'study session.'"

At this Ginny lunged at the unsuspecting Boots and started making crazy stabbing motions in the air with the hand that held the scissors. Terry started yelling and sobbing.

Hermione held Ginny back, and believe me, that pipsqueak is stronger then she looks. "I'll get you Boots, you slimy little rat bastard!"

Hermione realized that McGonagall had been watching the whole scene play out with amusement in her eyes and had only stepped forward to calm people down when Terry had fainted after touching his lower regions and came up with blood.

"Alright Miss Granger, you got Miss Weasley under control?" She continued after Hermione's affirmative nod, " Well, take her back to her dorm and give her the potion. Lavender Brown, tell Poppy we got another victim." Everyone could tell she felt a bit of pride that Ginny was not a weakling who cried after a stupid boyfriend cheated on her. Hermione had a vague suspicion that McGonagall had been the same way.

Ginny looked at Hermione as though she had just noticed she was there. "Oh Hermione, hello! Damn that Boots! Making my blood pressure rise. Those boys will be the death of me I tell you!"

Hermione just nodded.

"So, how's little Draco? Still intact?" She looked disappointed when Hermione nodded a resentful yes.

"Well Hermione, if I have told you once I have told you a thousand times! And I have told you more than once! Draco is a git and gits deserve to get their penis chopped off!"

"Ginny! That's not how the saying goes and you know it!" Ginny just grumbled. "Anyway, It isn't like I haven't been making him suffer. And besides, you know just as well as I do that you can't castrate every man that annoys you. And no buts!" She said as Ginny made to interrupt. "Just because Colin Creevey wanted a picture with you didn't give you any right to-

"Okay, okay Hermione! I get the idea! Now why are you talking to me when you should be safe in your room plotting ways to kill Draco Malfoy without evidence getting traced back to you? For all you know, he's got an awesome idea and you got squat!"

So Hermione went to her dorm and decided to take a nap, where she dreamt of little Dracos in hamsters' cages, running on little wheels…

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Draco had just reached the entrance to the library when the clock struck midnight. He waited impatiently as Madam Pince turned off all the lights in the brightly lit room with a flick of her wand.

After a minute or two, the library was successfully shut down and she exited the library. Just as Draco crouched in the shadows as she passed by him in the corridor, a loud meow was heard not 5 feet away from him.

Draco froze. Miss Norris. He turned slowly and looked at the evil little embodiment of pain-bearing mammals who…was currently dressed in a little red sweater with hearts on it and had pink bows in its hair.

The cat did not seem to detect him. He silently thanked Madam Pince who he just noticed seemed to be wearing a large amount of some sort of mothball-esque perfume. Draco nearly gagged.

He also noticed her attire, which consisted of a matching leather brassiere/skirt set with black fishnet tights. He cringed when he saw a whip in her right hand and some sort of lotion bottle in her left. Now, what the hell was she going to do with that?

He had hastily decided to rule out romantic tryst when he heard a male voice (strangely high and hoarse) echoing of the walls of the hall. It sounded like, and then there was Miss Norris- NO GOD! PLEASE NO!

Argus Filch swept majestically into view. He bowed in an almost servile way at the woman's feet. All the sudden she looked nervous and whispered frantically at Filch. "I can't say it Argus, what if someone hears us?" Draco agreed with her, thinking, 'Yes, Pincer, don't say it.'

Argus looked at her from his position on the ground in mild annoyance, "Darling, we have been planning this for months!" Then he said the line that Draco had feared and desperately trying to convince himself would not be said, "Now punish me!"

At this Madam Pince boot her booted leg on his shoulder and pushed down hard so he was sprawled on the ground and she got down on all fours and crawled towards him saying, "Have you been a bad, bad boy?" Filch nodded crazily. Draco squeezed his eyes shut and waited until they were growling at each other and making weird tribal noises until he dared an escape.

He quickly went to the restricted section of the library and nearly squealed in triumph when he found the perfect book. Hermione is going down and down hard. Ouch! Draco fell back as he collided with another person.

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