Disclaimer: My name is not JK Rowling. I know, I was shocked.

This is for my wonderful and beautiful British Beta, Cat, who came up with the eyebrows thing in the last chapter. Go her!

Surprisingly enough, Hermione got out of Potions without a detention. It could not be proven that she slipped the fire salamander skins into Pansy' cauldron. Ten points were taken from Gryffindor because of the snickering. Ron had to stay behind in class along with Pansy to clean up the mess caused by the two explosions.

Harry ran to catch up with Hermione. He was observant enough to see she wouldn't put up with any teasing and asked, "Did you find out who did it?"

"Malfoy." Hermione growled. Her eyes narrowed to slits.

"Please hurt him.", said Harry smiling. He was going to enjoy the intelligent girl's revenge.

"Oh, I won't hurt him." Said Hermione smirking. "I'll just give him a taste of his own medicine."

She strutted into the classroom. Harry was suppressing maniacal laughter.

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In transfiguration Professor McGonagall had to leave the class halfway through. She left them to transform their mice into muffins. Hermione felt the goddess of revenge was smiling upon her.

Hermione transformed her mouse into a blueberry muffin in two seconds flat. Harry's muffin still looked rather furry and squeaked whenever anything touched it. Ron's was still a mouse but with a rather fruity aroma.

Hermione looked two seats across form her. With Ron's head bent it offered her a clear shot at Malfoy's head. She began the counter-clockwise wand motion that was needed to cast the spell.

Under her breath she whispered "Dicete libere!"

Ron's head shot up. "Wha--?", he said just before he got hit with the spell.

Hermione said a very unladylike word, quite loudly.

Heads turned in their direction as a dreamy look came across Ron's face.

He opened his mouth. "Hermione, I'm so glad that whoever cast the spell on you did because I like you a lot even though you can be an annoying know it all. Harry you have a hysterical look in your face. And you know the pimple on your forehead? Yeah it's really big and gross. I'm hungry. When's lunch?"

The Slytherins were laughing so hard half of them fell out of their seats. Even some of the Gryffindors had trouble containing their laughter. Luckily, no one knew who cast the spell but Harry and Hermione. They immediately got out of their seats to rush Ron to the Hospital Wing.

"Hermione, you're touching me! Yay! You know your hair is really bushy. REALLY bushy. But your maroon face makes your beautiful brown eyes stand out." Ron kept talking about the first thing that popped into his mind.

"Of all the days you could have missed, Hermione. And of all the bloody spells!"

"Look, I'm sorry. Ron's head got in the way as I was casting the spell."

Harry continued to pick at the pimple on his forehead that was getting bigger and grosser than before. "I can give you some potion for that." Hermione said.

"Arrrgh!" Harry yelled. He let go of Ron and stormed off.

Ron looked at Harry, then turned to Hermione. "What's eating him?"