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A/N-I'm sorry it took me so long to get this up. I had it written a while ago, but I couldn't get it typed up for a long time, especially when real life got in the way(not that I mind, for those that know what happened ;) ) Also, sorry it's so short, I'll have the next chapter up soon, so take this as part one of a longer chapter.

Ps-I need a beta, I really suck at proofreading my own stuff, so if you're interested, just email me.

Erin: well, here it is! Btw-I know I promised a new character, u'll c it soon, I hope, I just couldn't fit it into this one.

monsterbookofmonsters: Thanx for telling me about that typo, it should be fixed now. New character? where?

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Thanx to everyone who reviewed! it made my day to get an email saying that someone reviewed :D

Chapter 2:

The next day after lunch, Ron came through the portrait hole with his arm in a sling. He noticed Hermione in just a few seconds, sitting in her favorite overstuffed armchair by the fire, and attempted to wave. It is unnecessary to add that he failed miserably, with his only good arm carrying a split bag drenched in multi-colored ink. He turned the color of his hair and said, "Hey pumpkin, do you have any idea what that b did to me?"

Confused, she retorted, "What and Who?"

"Malfoy! He snuck up from behind me and made my bag explode while I was at the top of the stairs. I freaked out and rolled down about thirty four steps, mind you, they were stone without carpet, before finally stopping at the feet of Filch. He gave me a detention to scrub desks off spilled ink and writing. And-"

"Ok, Ron, I'm pretty sure I get the point."

"No, you don't. Now the whole school is going to know about how I fell down the stairs. And I have to clean all the desks in McGonagall's classroom, you know how much there is?"

"I KNOW RON!" she interrupted, "But please, calm down, your yelling will not help the situation any."

"All right, 'Mione, I get the point. But I still have to scrub desks because of that arrogant- all right, I wont say it-Malfoy."

"Calm down Ron. Make sure you avoid him from now on and I know a spell that might just help"

"A spell to keep Malfoy away? Awesome!"

"No, Ron, a spell to clean desks, although a specified banishing spell might do the trick, except it's illegal."

"Won't work. Filch said no magic."

"And you're supposed to do your homework, not copy. I'll charm a rag for you, and while he's not looking, you switch them"

"Brilliant. Thanks Pumpkin." and he was gone.

This left Hermione to wonder about her new nicknames; Pumpkin and 'Mione. No one ever called her 'Mione. They used her full name, or 'Herms' when in a hurry. Also, Pumpkin. She was wearing jeans today and most of the school had completely forgotten yesterday's incident. Most, except Malfoy, and now, apparently, Ron. After she had declined meeting him, he had found it necessary to announce (in the middle of Potions, mind you) that she was incapable of getting a boyfriend because the "muggle way" was not working. At this, Snape took five points from Gryffindor because Hermione had dared to be the point of the comment that interrupted the class while they were making a very important stalker repelling potion which, when wrongly made, caused blindness. He then made everyone who had dared to move 'test' their potion.

Ron was a completely different story altogether. His memory did not seem to be useful in any ways other than remembering exactly what would be for lunch the next day. She hated to have to admit it to herself, but a small part of her hoped that there was a reason behind the nickname.

She had promised herself on the train ride to Hogwarts two years ago that she would not get another 'crush' again. It turns out that Victor Krum decided halfway through the summer that she was not 'worth his time' and ruthlessly informed her that he was going out with a Russian chaser named Olga. Unfortunately, her hormones were against her now. Every time she saw Ron, she felt like she missed a step going down. She hid it, and never even told Ginny a word.

A/N- I know it's short, again, its part one of a longer chapter. Please REVIEW! it only takes a few moments for you to do, and it just makes my day. Constructive criticism is welcome! Also, if you hated it, tell me.