Everyone saw an immediate change in the two Gryffindor girls, they acted as normally as ever, only with a little more vigor. Their intention; to net let Parvarti and Lavender get to them again. They still had some coldness in their tones toward each other; especially when tired or frustrated, some of the things they had said to each other were quite hurtful, and none regretted it more than them.

Parvarti and Lavender, after finally seeing what they had come close to doing, laid off quite a bit. Hermione swore she saw Lavender's hand fly to her mouth when she had gotten near enough to talk to Harry. 'At least they're trying' Hermione thought somewhat miserably, 'What could be the worst thing to happen if I let them continue, I mean, Ron was a different person the night Ginny and I had that fight; I wouldn't mind having him like that all the time. Can they really change the feelings between us?'

This fought with her a long time, 'they could just make it worse. Like they could say something to him; something ridiculous; and scare him off. What if they make him mad, or what if it's just me? Why oh why does he have to be so thick-headed!'

"Hermione?"

Hermione's head snapped up, Harry was looking at her, looking rather concerned, "Yes Harry." She said in an all-too-corny voice.

"Are you OK? You were making weird faces." 'Oh great,' Hermione thought, 'just great'

"I was just remembering something, that's all." Harry nodded and returned to searching the library; she heard the books he was looking at as he read them off, "Dueling Dilemmas-Dueling for the Dastardly, no, no." 'That poor boy, his life is a fight now, wish I could help him. Wonder what life would be like without V-Voldermort. Perhaps without the pressure I and Ron could be together.' Hermione mentally shook herself, how dare she let her mind wander to Ron, she is going to help Harry first, that's what Ron would do. 'Ron again!' "Focus woman! Focus!"

"Easy Hermione."

"Pardon."

"'Focus woman! Focus!'"

"Oh no, Ginny! Did I say that out loud?" Ginny nodded sympathetically and gestured around the room; it was full of people with stunned faces, Harry's eyes were the widest she's ever seen them.

"Oh, he's eyes are so green." Ginny whispered dreamily, "…Did he hear that?"

"No, he's still worried about my sanity. Lucky you."

Hermione breathed in her breakfast with a smile on her face, oh how she loved malt-o-meal. She couldn't help but add more and more brown sugar with her spoon; she was a teenager after-all, deep, deep down. Her mouth was watering thinking of that hot, sweet bite when Ginny just had to ruin her day.

"They're planning something!" She said dramatically looking directly at the other Gryffindor girls.

"Do you know what?"

"No, but look at them, they're all smug and stuff." Hermione looked over, they definitely did look proud of themselves.

"I thought they were over that whole ordeal."

"I guess they were just bidding their time."

"We should search the boy's room." Ginny nodded and whipped up some excuse to leave. Moments later in the 6th boy's dorm, Hermione and Ginny searched frantically for anything that didn't belong.

"Where is it!" Ginny yelled searching through the trunks, "I can't believe this, they're not that tricky. It should be obvious, I can't believe-" but Ginny's rant was cut short by footsteps thundering up the stairs. Ginny gasped and started shoving things back into trunks and under beds and Hermione put pillows and blankets back on the four posters in as neat as a manner as she could manage. Both scooted under a discreet coffee table when the door burst open; Parvarti and Lavender.

Ginny growled, but held herself back; she was thinking the same as Hermione, if those girls didn't find out they had discovered their plan, how were they going to recover? Needless to say ha ha!

"OK, do you have them?" Lavender whipped some pastel colored envelopes out of her robes with a flourish, "Oh good," Parvarti squealed.

"Let's read them again Parvarti!" Both girls opened the letters quickly and began to read; they giggled, blushed, and awed as they read the letters. Then more footsteps interrupted, all girls gasped; Lavender re-sealed the letters with a tap of her wand, and she and Parvarti sprinted from the dorm. They must have just made it out, because all five Gryffindor boys burst through all talking and laughing.

They did what was expected of students; tossed a few books here, a spare quill there…a dirty joke or two. But Harry's and Ron's feet had stopped dead at their beds, and they were moving quite slowly, the other boys left, Harry and Ron were still there.

"Did you get one too?" Ron's deep voice asked.

"Yes, what do you think they are? Do you think anything could have happened?"

"No Harry they're pastel, I'm sure we wouldn't be getting a death letter in a pastel envelope."

"Well then what?"

"Let me see," Ron began to rip open the envelope, "hey, this is Hermione's writing." Hermione shoved her fist in her mouth to keep herself from gasping; she saw Ginny looking at her with wide eyes. The bell rang then, and Ginny had to put her fist in her mouth this time.

"Come on," Harry said, "we have to get to class." And with that they left, and the two girls crawled out more terrified than angry.

"What could be in those envelopes?" Hermione asked herself, "And it was from me to Ron and most-likely you to Harry. Those girls will stop at nothing will they?"

"We have got to get those letters, I've seen those two harpies reading romance novels, they probably put all this mushy words in there, or even dirty stuff." Hermione shuttered, 'would they really?'

"How do you propose we do it?"