Ok…..the last chapter seemed to have confused people. I am sorry. But all will be explained. I mean things always change from one chapter to another so hold your horses and all will be ok!

Disclaimer: NO I DON'T OWN THESE CHARACTERS……OKAY? Geesh…..How many times do I have to say this…(mumbles to herself)…

Ch. 10

Ginny, Harry and Hermione (supported by Ginny and Harry because she was indeed fast asleep) reentered the common room very tired and confused from all that Neville had told them. Ginny took over taking Hermione up to bed and Harry said goodnight and left to go back to the boys tower. He made his way up the stairs warily, lost in thought about all that had happened and realizing with a pang that they did not have a whole month to help Hermione out of her dilemma but merely a week and a half. The winter ball was coming up in two weeks and Harry hoped, for Ron's sake, that they would have Hermione back to normal. Bloody hell…this is all my fault. Harry thought as he changed himelf into his PJs. If only I hadn't left that butterbeer out like that….if only Hermione didn't drink from that glass. Oh if only…. He glanced over to the bed and saw that Ron was fast asleep, sprawled out on the bed mouth wide open and one leg dangling off the side of the bed. He was still wearing his school robes. Harry had to grin to himself at the thought of Ron being in a drunken stupor. I wish I could've seen that! Harry laid down in bed but found that he could not fall restfully to sleep. His mind was bogged down with thoughts. Thoughts about what they could possibly do to help. Thoughts about what Neville said about Violet. Thoughts about everything. How could Violet be Voldemort's sister. Harry distinctly remembered that Dumbledor never mentioned anything about Voldemort having a sister. Then again…..Maybe his mother had slept with a different man after Voldemort's father left her. That could be a possibility. But how could Voldemort never know about that? Maybe his mother just gave her child up for adoption. If Voldemort was young enough he probably never realized. That made a little bit of sense to Harry. Voldmort's mother probably didn't want to except she also had a daughter so never told Voldmort that he had a sister. Harry thought that was probably a good idea. Violet was alive…Harry didn't think her to be evil like Voldmort had been. Siblings can be complete opposites…Harry thought and slowly drifted off to sleep dreaming of Violet and Voldemort skipping through a field of grass holding hands.

The next morning was Monday, a very dreary, cold, clouding day. Harry thought is was very fitting to how he felt. He dressed quickly and saw that Ron was still fast asleep. That lazy git. He thought to himself. Harry went over and poked Ron several times to get him to wake up. He mumbled something in his sleep, turned over and was out once more. Great! Harry decided to just shake him with his hands, so he did.

" mm..hey…hey…" Ron opened his eyes groggily. "What…are…you doing….Harry?" He said as his eyes adjusted to the dim lit room. "Let me sleep…my head feels like a boulder is sitting on it. And stop talking so loud!"

Harry laughed. " Well, look who has a hang over. Suites you right for giving me a nose bleed!" Ron groaned in his sleep and threw the covers back over his head, willing his friend to go away and leave him alone.

"Oh no you don't!" Harry pushed Ron right off the mattress. "get up or else we will be late for Defense Against the Dark Arts!"

"Wmat mare wem doinm there?" Ron's voice was muffeled under the blanket. Harry pulled the covers off him.

"What did you say?" harry asked.

"What are we doing there?" Ron repeated sleepily. He really wanted his head ache to stop.

"We are having class….it is Monday…where in the world did you go last night?" Harry questioned him.

"Um…." Ron gave him a blank expression. "I really don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know? To much to drink?"

"No…..yes….maybe." Ron started. Then memories came back. "I went to Hogsmead to ask the lady at that store about the antidote. BUT THE STORE WAS NOT THERE, HARRY!" Ron was wide awake now as memories flooded back to him. "I went to where the store was and there was just this…this brick wall! No windows no nothing! Can you believe it? And that's all I remember. And now I am here….on the cold floor I might add…thanks a lot mate!" Ron groaned as he go up, detangling himself out of the blankets.

"You don't remember what happened after seeing the brick wall?" harry asked. Ron shook his head.

'No..I don't. Its quite strange.."

"Yea…well, we know why the store isn't there." Ron's head shot up.

"really?"

"Yea……Violet only had that store once in a while. She is Voldmort's sister….well, step sister to be exact. She uses the store to make money but it's a black market. Hence the name 'Magic Spells That No One Sells'. It makes sense. We looked yesterday in the library for an antidote but we were unable to find one!" Harry explained to Ron.

"No!" Ron said in disbelief. "Are you sure? Violet….Vol…(gulp) demort's sister?" Ron was gaping at him open mouthed.

"Yea….Neville told us. His grandmother knew her some how."

"Neville?"

Harry nodded. "I think Violet just want to make money. Then so no one can catch her at it she has the shop open only once in a while. Unfortunately, we bought one of the potions…and used it." Harry had a guilty expression on his face as he looked over at Ron."

"Once in a while…" Ron said more to himself than anyone else. Then looked up at Harry as what he said clicked, " Oh..Harry….about that last night…." His voice trailed off.

"It's ok mate…I guess I did deserve it." Ron smiled\

"You're lucky…..I clocked Malfoy harder." His grin grew wider and Harry looked at him with shock written all over his face.

"What? Ron! Way to go! And no one saw you?" Harry looked at him bewildered.

"Yep….No one saw me do it…but Malfoy's look on his face after I did that…." Ron's grin grew wider and Harry clapped him on the back.

"Bloody….Way to go mate! Way to go! That stupid git deserves it!"

"Yea…" Ron drifted off. "So what are we going to do about Hermione?"

"I dunno….Dance is in one and half weeks…" Harry looked at Ron.

"Bloody…." Ron ran a hand over his face.

"Hey..its ok! WE will find it in time!" Harry said hopefully

Ron looked at him. "And what if we don't?"

"Um…….well, we can talk about that when we get there." Ron groaned.

"Well, Ginny and I are going to the Library again today after classes if you want to help."

"Why don't we asked Snape first?" Ron suggested with a shrug.

"SNAPE? SNAPE! RON? Do you have a fever? Because last time I checked Snape hates me! Why would he ever help me?"

"well…He did help us with Voldemort…didn't he?"

"True….but.."

"And he did help us find where Voldemort was hiding out…."

"Yea….but…"

"AND…he knows potions better than anyone else and helped you with his book last year."

"Yea….but…"

"No buts Harry! WE have to ask him today! Before we waste more time. Do it right this morning after class. Come on…we need to go to Breakfast..I'm starving and I need a strong coffee to quench this Bloody headache….no more drinking for me…" Ron moved towards the door and he could be heard talking about never drinking again all the way down the stairs.

Harry sighed and following suite, he met up with Ron in the common Room where Hermione clung to his arm once again and Ron shot daggers at him.

Breakfast was the same as usual only that it was a bit hard eating with Hermione constantly clinging to Harry's arm and giggling excessively.

"I CAN"T wait till she is back to normal." Ginny said out of frustration. "This is getting ridiculous!" She eyed Harry across the table who was being spoon fed his porridge by Hermione. Ron shot evil glances at him.

"Wellf, soffy." He said, mouth full of porridge.

"Argh…you're as bad as Ron!" Ginny said in disgust.

"HEY! What do you mean by that!" Ron glared at his sister

"You know exactly what I mean." Ginny said pointing a fork at him.

"Baby….want some more?" Hermione said fluttering her eyes at him and offering another spoon.

"N.no..that's ok thanks." Harry said with a small smile.

"well, at least I DON"T have to deal with that." Ron said. "Actually, it makes me kind of glad that you spoke after she drank some of the butter beer. I wouldn't want to deal with her like this! It's a right punishment for you!" Ron said grinning.

"Thanks…thanks sooo much!" Harry said sarcastically.

"No problem."

"Well, guys….As much fun as this was…..I better head off to class." With that Ginny flipped her hair and walked off.

"Bloody…where did my sister lean to do that?" Ron said with a grimace on his face.

Harry was staring after her. Ginny had become quite the young lady with curvy hips and fine features.

"Hey Harry….are you going to stop drooling over my sister and finally ask her to the ball?" Ron said looking at Harry who was stone faced, looking after Ginny.

'Wha…what?" Harry said blinking his eyes a few times and then looking at Ron/

"Yea…that's what I thought." Ron grinned and stabbed his fork into his scrambeled eggs.

"You thought what?"

"Harry! Just ask her to the ball already!" Ron said. "I'll take care of Hermione."

"Well, how are you going to peel her away from me?" Harry said raising an eyebrow. 'Not that I wouldn't mind!" he added.

"well, …..this may sound crazy…but…..maybe we could try more of the love potion and this time I say something to her first!"

"Ohhh….." Harry didn't remember where he had put the love potion. He remembered putting it in his pockets first but then he didn't remember. "Oh.no! What if I lost the potion while we were in the library!"

"WHAT?" Ron exclaimed.

"yea….I went to the library after you left…what if…I…lost it on the way there or in the library!"

Ron put his head in his hands. "Tell me its not true."

"Yea…."

"Well, we have to find it then……." Ron lifted his head. "Come on!" he jumped over the bench and began stalking out of the Great Hall.

"Ron! What are you doing?" Harry yelled after him. Darn it! Harry got up. Gently peeled Hermione off of him and then left to go find Ron. Half way across the room he remembered that Hermione was completely incapable of finding her own classroom. Harry went back and took Hermione by the hand and walked across the Great Hall; Many curious eyes and whispers followed him out.