Hey everyone! Back! I finally finished editing...I hate editing. Oh well. Gives me something to do with my free time.

Catzy: Vash, will you do the honors?

Vash: What honors...you said you were taking me for doughnuts.

Catzy: Just...read this. (hands him a notecard)

Vash: But what about the doughnuts?

Catzy: Read that and you'll get them.

Vash: Catmoongirl lays no claim to Harry Potter or it's characters. There. Doughnuts, NOW!

Catzy: Fine. (gives him a box of Krispy Kremes)

"So when properly chanted," Tasha explained, "and combined with the variation of the normal wand wave, the power of the spell should at least triple in... Ron, are you even listening to me?"

Ron nodded, "Yeah, yeah, triple. What in the world does she see in that greasy haired slimeball?"

Tasha sighed and closed her charms book. "Ron, it's not nice to spy." She leaned her elbows against the library table and put her chin in her hands. Ron continued to ignore his tutor and shook his head as he stared at Malfoy and Hermione, looking particularly cozy together at a table in the corner. "It sounds like someone's jealous."

"I'm not jealous of him!" Ron shouted, causing many heads to turn.

Tasha clamped a hand over his mouth and glared at him. "Fact one," she said in a harsh whisper. "You are being obnoxiously loud. Fact two, it's extremely rude to spy on your best friend. Fact three, if you don't study this stuff," she said as she tapped her enormous charms and spells text, "You're gonna fail your exams!"

Ron pulled her hand away. "But I-"

"Fact four, no excuses, you're already in over your head here with me."

Ron sighed and flicked his wand lazily, magically causing a small bottle of perfume to roll from Tasha's tote back and onto the table. He flicked his wand again and the perfume turned into a beautiful lily.

"Come on, I'm sorry alright?" He held the large flower out to her. "Forgive me?"
Tasha gave him a small smile and took the flower. "I guess..." She slipped the flower
behind her ear and began flipping through the books she had pulled from the shelves.

"So..."Ron started leisurely as he leaned forward towards the pale skinned, red hair girl.

"If you're going to ask me out again," Tasha interrupted, "my answer is no."

Ron's forehead collided with the tabletop with a loud crack and a frustrated groan.

People began to stare at the two of them again but Tasha tried to make it seem like nothing was wrong.

"Would you stop being so loud?"

"But why won't you go out with me!" Ron whined softly.

"You know why, Ron, so don't ask me to explain it again."

Ron took her hand and held it tenderly between his. "I give you flowers, I carry your books, I compliment you, so why won't you be my girlfriend?"

Tasha snatched her hand away. "Because, I like getting a flower boy, a transport system, and an hourly confidence boost without the emotional attachments."

Ron glowered, his eyes boring into hers. "You Slytherins and your fear of emotions. Doesn't matter where your from, you're all the same."

"Since when did you turn to the dark side, Weasley?" Tasha said with a smile at her old title for her tutee.

"You mean when did I get over the petty rivalries that our houses simply created in their over-competitive minds and decide to go against the grain? Can't say."

Tasha tossed her hair over her shoulder as she began to pack up her back, stuffing in tubes of lipgloss, eye liner, and lip liner that had rolled out on accident. Ron smiled and watched her graceful movements. She had the pale skin of her grandfathers Irish ancestors, the red hair of her grandmothers long lost ancient clan of southern Europe, the beautiful greenish blue eyes of her fathers almost undetectable Egyptian heritage, and a beauty all her own.

"Well, Weasley," she told him, throwing her back over her shoulder, "It's been fun, I'll see you here tomorrow during dinner."

As Ron watched her walk off, he saw Hermione stand up and rush over to her just before she headed out the door. The two girls seemed to be in deep conversation. At first it seemed pleasant but then Tasha seemed to be getting defensive as Hermione took on her know - it - all expression and repeatedly gestured to the large flower tucked neatly behind her ear. Soon enough, Tasha shook her head and seemed to mumble something to Hermione before quickly leaving the library.

Hermione sighed and settled down into the chair at the library table. Draco leaned over and put an arm around her shoulders. "What did you talk to Tasha about?"

Hermione smiled and slowly closed her book, avoiding Draco's eyes, giving him a coy smile. "I asked her about Ron. She seemed to take offense when I told her that I thought the flower was beautiful."

Draco blinked and moved his head, trying to look into Hermione's eyes. Hermione continued to maneuver her gaze, making sure she never looked directly into his cool gray eyes. She loved to taunt him this way. Draco grinned and took Hermione's chin in his fingers, turning her head so she actually faced him. "What are you doing? Trying to play hard to get?"

Hermione smiled smugly. 'Yep," she said simply before soundly kissing him on the lips.

Haha! Finally, the new character shows herself! I like Tasha, she's the kinda person I'd love to be. Yeah, reviews appreciated.