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Chapter 8: Who knew chess could be such an angry game?

Faye walked in the Gryiffindor common area. She was hiding from Mia. If she heard another lecture from Mia about drugs and how they're bad for you, she was going to kill her. Besides, it was late and she was dead tired. All she wanted to do was crawl in bed and go in a deep coma. No one was in there except Ron. He was playing chess by himself.

"It's a lot more of a challenge when you actually play someone," she muttered as she walked by.

"You look tired. Did you just come back from another party, traitor?" he inquired.

She turned around. "It was just a party, Weasley. Why have you not gotten over it? Is it because you're upset, you weren't invited to crash with us?"

"Ha, Newman. Yeah, me jealous over a stupid party," he watched as a pawn destroyed another one.

"Then, why don't you just shut up about it?"

"I'll make you a deal, play me. If I win, I'll keep talking about it. If you win, I won't shut up about it."

Faye, who was too tired, didn't really realize what he just said. But she knew she was being challenged and Faye Newman never turns down a challenge. She sat in the chair across from him. "Bring it on." Ron smiled.

Move after move, they matched each other. Pieces smashing each other and going everywhere. Which was pretty good, considering they were both really tired. Even though Ron knew he was going to win the deal no matter what, he determined to win. He hasn't lost a match in this school yet and he wasn't going to now. He could taste the sweet victory now.

"Check." He said with a giant smirk on his face. Faye didn't know why he was so arrogant about it. It was just a check. Until she realized, there wasn't any obvious moves she could make without Ron winning. So, she stared at the board for a very long time, concentrating. No way she was going to lose. "Just admit defeat, Newman. Nobody beats me in chess." He leaned back in his chair.

"Then, call me 'Nobody'. Check," she made a move. Ron looked at the board and fell back. He got up, ignoring the chair.

"Check," he said hotly.

"Wow, Weasley. You got checkmate in two moves." she pointed out.

"Then, why are we still playing?" he whined. She made her move.

"Checkmate. That's why," she whispered. She got up and walked to the girl's side.

Ron shook himself out of the state of shock. "I still won, you know," he taunted.

"And how is it in your twisted head, do you figure?" she was going up the stairs.

"What did I say before we sat to play?" he smiled. Fay was trying to remember until it hit her.

"You cheating bastard!" she responded. "That's ok. You'll get yours." Little did Ron know, she meant every word.

~*~*~*~ The Next Day at Breakfast ~*~*~*~

Ron entered the Great Hall a little late. He overslept after congratulating himself on the deal he won. He sat in his normal seat, which was diagonally from Faye. Faye looked up and gave him a smile. *I guess she cooled down* He shrugged. Like usual, Ron started to pile food on his plate.

"Weasley, chill with the food," Faye said. Ron was confused. He always ate this. After piling his plate until you could now longer see the plate, Ron started to stuff his face like there was no tomorrow.

"Honestly Ron, I don't know how you've never choke before." Harry stated in amazement. Ron froze. Faye smiled to herself. *3 . . . 2  . . . 1 . . . *

Ron spit out all.

"Eww. What's wrong with you?" Ginny shrieked pulling back from the table.

"H . . .Ho . . . HOT!!!!!" Ron began to drink every pumpkin juice in sight. He tore Neville's away from his hand and drank it all down. But it wasn't enough. He still felt like his mouth was on fire. Finally, he grabbed the jug of milk from the center of the table, and jugged it all down. You could literally hear the sizzle as his tongue cooled down. As Ron sank back in his seat, gasping for air, Faye told everyone what happened the night before.

"Serves you right, cheater," Colin piped up. But Ron didn't hear him. All he could do was think of a way to get her back. Good.

As breakfast ended, Ginny invited Faye to library.

"I'm going to take a long shower first. That was too much work. I'll meet you there," Faye stretched. As she walked passed Ron, she couldn't resist but whisper in his ear, "Checkmate." Ron bolted at of his chair and ran. No way, he was going to miss an opportunity like this.

~*~*~*~ 15 Minutes Later ~*~*~*~

Faye stepped in to a nice hot shower. *Weasley's face was priceless. I wished I had a camera. * She reached for her shampoo bottle and lathered up. *I should have a camera with me always. So many Kodak moments I'm missing. ♪Share the moment; share the life♪. that's a very catchy tune. Who writes these jingles? * She finished taking her shower and stepped out. *Why is it there's no mirrors here? Damn it. * She put her clothes on and went to her room. She looked at the mirror to do her hair and screamed.

Ron was talking to Dean when he heard the scream. He knew everything went to plan. Faye ran down stairs, wand in hand, and screamed "Weasley, I'm going to kill you." Her hair was hot pink.

"What? Didn't you like the surprise? It's a powder that . . ."

"I know what it is, you idiot! I helped your brothers invent it! I however, don't know how long it's going to stay in my hair!"

Ron smiled, "Half a day"

"Twelve hours!! You know what, never mind. Pink was always my color." And with that, she dried her hair and put it in a ponytail. She flashed a smile and walked out.

The responses to her new hair color weren't all good. Ginny screamed and the librarian kicked them out. All the teachers who passed her, gave dirty looks. Draco almost had a heart attack and almost went to kick his ass until Faye convinced him, she'll handle it. However, Professor Dumbledore smiled and told her it looked good on her.

~*~*~*~ The Next Day at Lunch ~*~*~*~

Fay's hair was back to normal. She searched around the hall but she couldn't find him until she saw him sitting at the Hufflepuff table with some ditzy looking blonde. Faye turned to Colin and asked whom the blonde was. Apparently, Ron has a huge crush on Susan Bones and finally worked up the courage to ask her out today. Faye grinned. This was going to be great.

She walked up behind them, put a hand on each shoulder, squatted between them, and in a whisper loud enough for Susan to hear said, "I talked to Madame Pomfrey. The rash will go away soon. But the discharge and burning sensation when you urinate will stick around longer. Just keep applying the ointment and you'll be fine." Then, she turned to Susan with a smile and said "Hi," in a cheery voice.

She went to her table and watched the damage unfold. It didn't work as well as she thought. Susan probably had no idea what Faye was talking about because she kept on flirting like nothing happened. However, Ron knew exactly what she meant, judging by the way the way he was so red, you no longer could see his freckles. He got up and walked straight to Faye. He was so angry, he couldn't speak right.

"You . . . pay . . ." he grunted and stomped out.

Faye had a great day after that. Her classes went fine. She had a 3 feet report to do for Snape's class. She grumbled as she opened her trunk to get her quill. Instead of finding her usual supplies, she found herself staring into a pair of eyes. Her eyes. She was looking at herself.

"Who are you?" she questioned trembling.

"You in the future. God, did you really think you were going to get away with it?" her clone said as she got up. She had the deatheater's emblem on her left arm.

"No," Faye said crawling backwards.

"Get used to it and get yourself out of here. That is until you want something 'bad' to happen to your 'friends'." Evil Faye taunted.

"What are you talking about?" Faye stood up, feeling a little braver.

Evil Faye chuckled, "They'll leave you. So, you're going to kill them all and it's going to be so much fun."

"NO!"

"Don't be so naive. Did you really think they were going to stick around when they found out who you really are? Oh, you did. How sweet!" she mocked.

 Faye ran out of her room and into the common area. She had to get to Draco. He would know what to do. But before she could get to the door, her evil twin appeared before her.

"Did you really think you would get away?" She looked around the common area and saw the scared looks on everyone's face. "And to think, you are going to kill everyone here."

"I AM NOT!" Faye screamed.

"Don't kid yourself. It's in . . ."

"SHUT UP. YOU ARE NOT REAL!!" Faye screamed at her.

"Not real?" Evil Faye slapped her, clear across the room. Faye flew back into a couch and it toppled over. And that was the last thing she remembered.

Faye woke up to see everyone's face looking at her. She got up to look for her. But she wasn't there. Her lip was hurting like hell and it was bleeding.

"Where did it go?" she asked Harry.

Harry looked uncomfortable. "It was a boggart. We got rid of it." Faye was puzzled for a second. How did a boggart get into a trunk?

"RON!" She marched straight up to him. "Congrats, you just made this war. And if you think what I did before was bad, just wait. I'll get you back for this if it's the last thing I do. I will get you back. Be afraid, be very afraid." She turned around and left. Leaving Ron afraid, very afraid.