Quikil: HI EVERYONE! I am in a very good mood today! I can't believe I got reviews on the last chapter! WAHOOO! Well, I am a little bummed out that 'We Fell in Love by Accident' is higher on the likeness meter than this one, because originally, 'Jolts of Love' was supposed to be my "awesome-ten-to-twenty-chapter-wonder-that-every-author-writes-to-be-able-to-become-successful-and-well-known" story, and 'We Fell in Love by Accident' was only supposed to be a oneshot, but it's kind of the other way around now, isn't it? Well everybody, that's all going to change now! Here we go everyone! Enough of my useless babbling! Onward to chapter three!

Chapter 3

Oh No's and Weird Voices

"…Um, Hermione? How are you going to get back upstairs if we don't know a spell that can repair your ankle?"

Hermione stared at Ron, dumbfounded, as all the color slowly drained from her face.

"Oh no. Oh no no no no no." Hermione thought, desperately trying to form some sort of solution to her seemingly never-ending problems.

"Well, I suppose I could…limp up or…crawl up...or, maybe….maybe I could ask Ron to carry me up or….Wait. Did I just think what I thought I just did?"

Hermione was scared. For the first time in her life, she had simply no idea what to do. Surely she couldn't ask Ron to help her get upstairs. No, surely not. Why would he ever want to carry her, of all people, up the stairs? No there was no way. No w-

"Err, Hermione? Are you alright? You look sort of…pale." Ron said, looking at her with the same genuine sincerity he had shown when this horrible nightmarish reality had first started.

"No Ron, I am not fine! Don't you get it? There's no way I'm going to be able to get back up to my dormitory, so for the first time in my whole life, I don't know what to do, Ron," Hermione said with a hint of dejection in her voice.

"Well, there is one way that I can think of…" Ron said, his voice trailing off. Apparently, he was so deep in thought that he did not hear the sounds of two voices that no doubt belonged to a pair of eavesdroppers that had been listening in on their conversation the whole time.

"Did you hear what he just said? Do you think he's going to-"

But this voice was suddenly silenced by another, who simply said, "SHH! Watch!" Hermione, however, noticed this, but shrugged her feeling of being watched by a pair of all-too familiar eyes off due to a lack of sleep and way too much stress.

"Well, Hermione, I'm afraid there's no other way; are you ready?"

"Oh no, what is he hinting at? Please don't tell me he's going to do something rash. Oh no! What if he's going to try to hurt himself? He might throw himself out the window! Wait a moment. Why would he do that? Oh no! He might do that so as to attract attention and get someone down here to help me! Oh no! What if-"

But the many ramblings of Hermione Granger were silenced as soon as Hermione heard the voices again, and though they were louder this time, Ron still did not hear them. Hermione, on the other hand, did.

"Oh! Did you hear that? He actually has a plan! This is so much fun! I-"

Once again, the voice was silenced by another, which, shortly after, was silenced by Ron's voice.

"Well, actually, I can come up with two things I can do: I can either…err…carry you up the stairs, or I could just stay with you down here for the rest of the night…" Ron offered; his ears a blazing shade of red. Hermione knew that she would have to stay down here with Ron for the rest of the night, because even though Ron had probably forgotten, he would not be able to climb the girls' staircase unless he wished to suffer a possibly broken ankle like Hermione's.

She was just about to answer him when- from the corner of the common room behind the squashiest armchair- two people erupted into a fit of uncontrollable giggles and sniggers. Obviously, there was no chance of Ron not hearing them now, and, with a look of the uttermost anger on his face, he slowly crept over to the laughing twosome, Hermione literally hopping along behind him.

The giggles and sniggers stopped immediately, and, finally, brow furrowed, Ron reached the armchair, grasped the side of it, and pulled it back to reveal the eavesdroppers.

There was a swooshing sound and two pairs of feet frantically running up the stairs to the boys' dormitories, and all that was left of the intruders when Ron poked his head around the side of the chair was a thin, long extendable ear trailing on the floor.

Quikil: Well, that sure was an interesting chapter! Yet another cliffhanger for all of my readers! Also, I wanted to answer in this installment of the fic a question that I know some people are bound to ask me in the near future. The word Omniesco that I made up comes from two different words. I took the English word "omniscient", which means "knowing everything" and put it together with one of the spells from the books, "Evanesco", which is used to revive someone who is unconscious, and got Omniesco. If you take the meaning of this combination of words and twist it a bit, the definition is: "Knowing everything when revived of unconsciousness." So, like our favorite bookworm so conveniently explained to us, if you use it on someone who is unconscious, they'll be fine in a matter of seconds and remember everything without having amnesia. But if you use it to cure someone that is conscious, they will black out and unknowingly and unwillingly spill their secrets. When this happens, the definition is reversed, and is actually turned into "Becoming unconscious and reviving the knowing of everything." And you know I actually came up with the word before I came up with the definition? Cool, huh! Finally, someone asked me if this is just another excuse from Hermione to be closer to Ron and not have to go upstairs, or if it is important to the plot at all. Actually, this spell is extremely essential to the plot of this story, which I hope you'll like when it's completed!

Finally, I have another cliffhanger contest for you! YAAY! The first person who correctly guesses who the two eavesdroppers are will get a special dedication and a free cookie of their choice! YAAY DEDICATIONS AND COOKIES! Just remember: specify who the two eavesdroppers were and what kind of yummy cookie you would like, and if you can also correctly guess who was saying what, you might even get a whole batch of cookies and TWO chapters dedicated to you! YAAY! Well, there's only one thing to do now! REVIEW!