Disclaimer: fan fiction-noun; a fictional account written by a fan of a show, movie, book, or video game to explore themes and ideas that will not or cannot be explored via the originating medium. Is it clear enough that I do not own HP (though I wish I did).

A/N-Well, here it is, like I promised. Thanks to everyone and please R&R.

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SuperSammie325: I'm sorry it took me so long to get chapter 2 up, but I hope this makes up for it, 2 chapters in two days. The milk cartons will come in later chapters, as will the other part of the title. At first, this was planned as a 3 chapter story, but I keep on getting more ideas on how to expand it.

Erin: Well, the character named after you is in here, and I already warned you that you wouldn't like it. Feel free to kill me if you like, but remember, I'm the only one that knows what is going to happen...

Finally, the weekend arrived; she had two whole days to catch up on homework and get her life back together. Also, she planned on doing something special for Halloween. She had always loved the holiday as a child and hated not being able to trick-or-treat now that she was older. For the prank, she would need help from people she was not too fond of having to ask for their help, but it would be well worth it.

Ron still hadn't stopped with the nicknames, and now had added a new one, Mia. She had no idea where it came from, but did not have enough backbone to ask.

Wednesday (October 31st) slowly crept closer, and she had trouble not revealing the joke. At one point, when Erin, a Slytherin, very much like Pansy, announced to the whole corridor, "I'm so excited, Drakie finally asked me out! I knew he wouldn't be able to hide his feelings much longer!" she almost gave the secret away. She was worried that Erin's exclamation would ruin the whole thing, but luckily, everyone knew about Erin's fondness of making up gossip, so they just added her remark to the ever growing list of lies she had made up.

When the day finally arrived, she woke up early and put on the outfit she had planned the night before: A barely above the knee black skirt with silver trim and strands of silver beads nearly five centimeters long hanging down from the bottom of it, and from the pockets; a dark green tank top; and lots of make up. She put her hair up with two silver chopsticks and let a few strands hang down loosely around her face. Last, she put on several silver bracelets, and left the dorm.

-(!)-

FLASHBACK:

"Malfoy, I need your help."

"Ah, I knew you'd come 'round"

"No, not with that, please, can you manage to get your mind out of the gutter for five minutes?"

"But my manor is built in there..." he said with a hurt look.

"Get serious, please, I need your help with something. It's not everyday you get to see me begging you for help, and also, it's something you're not going to dislike doing so much. It's a prank"

"What's in it for me, Granger?"

"Getting to scare your friends silly. It's not every day they get to see you 'going out' with a 'stupid mudblood'"

"All right, if you add 'doing my homework for a week' to it, you've got a deal"

"Agreed."

"When do I have to do this?"

"Wednesday."

"All right, I'll meet you in the entrance hall then, honey"

She just glared at him.

"What? I'm just practicing being nice to you, Granger."

"Draco, it's Hermione."

END FLASHBACK

A/N- Again, I know it's short, but anyone who has written fanfiction before will agree that finding a good break-off point is not as easy as it sounds. I don't promise to have chapter 4 up too soon; it's not written yet. Please Review, it only takes a moment. Constructive criticism and hate messages are just as welcome as anything else (in fact, if you tell me about a mistake, it's even more welcome than just a normal review). If you review, you can count on finding you name somewhere at the top of the next chapter.