"Good Evening Ron. I finished my rounds so I'm off to bed." Hermione said quickly, not wanting to fight again with him, and started to walk towards the portrait.

"Oh, so is that what they call it these days, 'The Rounds?'" Ron said turning to Hermione who stopped and pivoted around.

Hermione looked completely confused. "What do you mean?"

"Well, tonight you were on patrol with Malfoy, so I doubt you got anything done. Merlin only knows what you were doing."

"Ron, I'm not with Malfoy. And we didn't even patrol together because the Slytherins were bothering the HufflePuffs. And even if we were doing something, it isn't up to you to confront me on it. Now, I'm going to bed." Hermione said in a huff of anger.

"G'Night then." Ron mumbled to Hermione. He knew something was up with her and he was going to find out what. He still had deep feelings for her and to find out that his enemy was the one with her made him sick to his stomach. Ron walked down the corridor and looked for anyone being about where they weren't supposed to. He walked up a flight of round stairs reaching the owlery to make sure no one was getting any late night mailings.

Ron looked at Pig, and then had a brilliant idea, he'd ask his mom for help.

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Hermione stomped up the stairs to her dormitory and jumped onto her bed. Everyone was asleep, except for the dueling wizards on Ginny's bedspread. You think they would stop dueling while everyone was sleeping, but no, they just kept going at it.

Hermione pulled out her notebook where she was conducting her experiment, and ran downstairs and put it in the fire. She didn't really care about the experiment anymore, and all she knew is that it was making her life so much more complicated. After the notebook finished burning, she ran upstairs to bed.

---The Next Morning.----

Hermione awoke the next morning to the sounds of girls getting ready. Occasionally you heard Lavender telling Ginny to stop moving so she could put her mascara on. Hermione awoke, threw on one of her old black knee skirts, a loose white button up shirt, and threw her hair into a neat bun.

Hermione then jumped on her bed and started to finish up her homework.

Lavender walked over to Hermione's bed, and her jaw was dropped. "You must be kidding me! What happened to the Hermione who wanted a new look? You went from Fab to Drab, in like a day!"

Ginny walked in rolling her eyes, she figured Hermione wouldn't keep it up. "Well, I guess Herm is giving up. Which is very unlike her, I guess she just couldn't stand the pressure anymore." Ginny said eyeing lavender to follow along.

"What do you mean I'm giving up! I am not! I just don't want to do it anymore!" Hermione said with an attitude. She never gave up on anything, she just wanted to dress like she usually did.

"Oh, no, Hermione just face it. You are giving up!"

"I AM NOT" Hermione screamed as she took one of lavenders mini skirts and tube tops into the bathroom.

Ginny and Lavender just smiled to each other.