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Me: I am NOT going to take an oath.

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Me: No! If I do, I'm going to start feeling guilty about taking your characters.

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Reviewer Shout Out: I finally got the five reviews I wanted. For those of you that want my other story to continue, I need 2 more reviews for it. To answer your question, Karana Bell, you got me out of writer's block by reviewing for both of my stories. It motivates me to write when I know that people like it. And on another thing you put in your review, yes, Draco is jealous, but not of the thing you think he is jealous of...at least not yet. You could say he's jealous because Hermione is beating him at the bet already. Hotpinkflamingo, I like that you loved my DADA teacher. Once again, thank you for the others who reviewed. Oh, and my moving date is June 15th, so I might not be able to update around that time. Here is your chappie.

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Friday, Same Week

I was dreaming. What exactly I was dreaming of, I do not know or remember. All I remember was waking up to a cold, hard floor. My head was throbbing. Well, actually, it was more around my eye. I kept rubbing it on my way to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and saw that I had a....

Black eye.

Why do these things always happen to me? It wasn't a big deal or anything. I could heal it easily. It just annoyed me that it happened that early in the morning...or that late in the morning.

"Hermione, Charms starts in 15 minutes," yelled Ron from all the way downstairs. I guess he charmed his voice to sound louder.

I didn't even bother answering. I think Ron knew I was in a frenzy trying to get ready. I hurriedly put on my uniform and brushed my hair as fast as I could. Looks like it would be a no make-up day today.

I got downstairs with at least seven minutes to spare.

"What happened to you up there, Hermione?" asked Ron as he handed me a muffin.

"I got a black eye. I healed it, so don't worry," I said when he gave me the concerned look.

"Anyways," he continued as we started walking to Charms. "I decided, from this day forth, that I am going to find out Harry's secret."

I rolled my eyes. "Are we still on this?"

"Yes. I think you rubbed off on me, Hermione, because I am actually, dare I say it, determined!" he said as if he just created the 8th wonder of the world.

"Very good, Ron. Did you learn all your letters and numbers too?" I asked teasing him.

"Yes, Hermione. I also intend to find what color your underwear is today!!!!!!"

"Ronald Weasley!!!!!!!"

"Kidding, kidding. Just out of curiosity...is it black? You know what black- "

"Ron!" I yelled pushing him.

"Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley, inside please," said a jolly Professor Flitwick.

"Yes Professor."

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1 hour later

"Pst, Hermione," whispered Ron.

"You don't have to whisper, Ron. Everyone is talking," I said in my normal voice.

"Yeah, but I don't want Harry to know-"

"You don't want Harry to know what?" asked Harry when he turned around from talking to Dean.

"Ummm.... I have girl problems," said Ron in a good strong voice.

Harry looked at him weird and continued to talk to Dean.

Ron glared at me and continued talking nonetheless. "Anyways, I will distract Harry while you get his parchment and check if he doodles a girl's name in there."

"Boys do not doodle," I said trying to rid him of his annoying yet amusing curiosity.

"So. I can at least have the pleasure of knowing that I tried to find out. Do you have to ruin my determination all the time?" he asked annoyed.

"No, but there is a flaw in that plan of yours. You see, your elbow is on his parchment," I informed smiling inwardly.

"Oh," he said while taking the parchment from under his elbow and scanning through it.

Five minutes later, I heard Ron mumble an, "Ah ha!"

"What did you find," I asked all to eagerly. Damn. Now he's got me curious. Will the madness never end?!

"Look," he said while pointing to the parchment.

"Can you tell me later? I'm trying to do the Charms exercise on the board," I said trying to keep Harry's privacy without being too mean to Ron. It was kind of hard since I was so curious myself.

He didn't take the hint. He just shoved the piece of parchment in front of my face. It read:

Harry
and

That's where it tore off.

I turned to Ron. "That tells us a lot."

"Don't be sarcastic about this, Hermione. This is pure gold!" Ron said exited.

"What does it tell us then?" I asked.

"It tells us that he indeed fell for a girl, Hermione," he said getting more exited...if that was possible.

"Something we didn't already know?" I asked smiling smugly at Ron. Ron glared at me again.

"Ummm, Ron. Can you give me my parchment back please?" asked Harry in a calm voice. At least he was trying to hide the fact that he had a secret.

"Sure," said Ron sounding almost guilty.

"Attention!" interrupted Professor Flitwick. "I want 25 centimeters of parchment on who invented the fire-breathing charm that we will do next class. You are dismissed."

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Before Dinner

"Can you believe Flitwick wants all that by next class?" said Ron outraged.

"It's only been six hours since we had his class, and you're still complaining," I said almost amazed at his long-term memory. He never had long-term memory.

"Yes. And I-"

"Shh," I said covering his mouth. "Listen."

"Why don't you like me Justin?" said an emotionally wounded voice. My mind immediately thought Lisa.

"I just don't. There is no explanation, Lisa. I just don't like you that way," said Justin fiercely. He is such a sensitive guy. Note the sarcasm.

"Am I too fat, or to stupid, or to ugly for you! What is it?" screamed Lisa in tears.

"There is nothing wrong with you, Lisa. I just don't like you."

That was a smooth move by Justin Flinch-Fletchy. You never word something like that to a girl.

The only thing I heard was Lisa running off in the opposite direction and Justin strolling off in the same direction as her a few minutes later.

I turned to look at Ron. He was gaping.

"Wow, that was...exiting," he said in awe.

I punched Ron playfully. "He just hurt another girls feelings, Ron. That is not exiting."

"Sure," he said as we walked to the Great Hall.

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Dinner

"Hey Harry," I greeted as Ron and I sat down across from him.

"Hey guys. Had fun reading my parchment?" he asked with eyebrows quirked.

"Ummm, how did you know?" asked Ron. He never had the ability to lie to a friend.

"I was watching you two out of the corner of my eye. It's kind of hard not to hear someone who is whispering loudly next to me," said Harry smiling. Why he was reacting this way I had no idea. It kind of weirded me out.

"And you choose to let us know that you knew now?" I asked with sarcasm.

"I wanted to see if Ron could last without telling me he knew for an hour or so," said Harry smiling again. "But he lasted at least six."

"Hey," Ron protested. "I am not that stupid."

Harry and I burst out laughing at his comment.

Ron glared at the both of us and proceeded to eat his chicken.

"So you like a girl?" I asked playfully.

"I was planning to tell you who I liked at dinner today...but since Ron went snooping, you two will find out Hogsmeade weekend," said Harry mischeiviously.

"I knew we shouldn't have snooped," I said to Ron accusingly.

"Bite me," snapped Ron disappointed.

"With pleasure," I said making it look like I was actually going to bite him.

"Hermione no!" he squealed in a "manly" way.

"You know, you two should start naming your future children now," said Harry while munching on his potatoes.

"We agreed on Alfred and Alfonzo, didn't we Ron?" I said putting my arm around Ron. I looked around for Neville to see if he was looking. He was, but then he turned away. I really wasn't paying much attention to him today. Strange.

"Yes DARLING. And if we have girls, we plan to name them Betsy and Hermione Junior," said Ron putting his arm around my waist.

Harry nearly chocked on his potatoes.

"Just kidding Harry," I said while Ron was laughing hard.

Harry shook his head and sipped his pumpkin juice.

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Library

Once again, I am being my old self and started doing the essay Professor Flitwick wanted us to do a week early. And I was still searching for the book I needed. I was all the way in the back when I heard two voices.

"What did he say to you?" asked a male voice. It was Malfoy's voice. He sounded like he actually cared.

"He said he didn't like me, and he didn't give me a reason why he didn't," sniffed Lisa. She honestly should get over him. Justin isn't that great if you ask me.

"I don't see a reason why he wouldn't like you," said Malfoy. He was being suave about it. I'm expecting a pick-up line at anytime now.

I looked through the selves to actually see them.

"Thank you, Draco. You are such a good friend," she complimented.

What she did next was surprising. She kissed him. Well actually, she made out with him. The word ew came to mind.

Then, another surprising thing happened. Malfoy opened his eyes and looked directly at me. I blinked but then regained my composure. Lisa obviously didn't know he looked at me, because she kept kissing him like there was no tomorrow. I, on the other hand, blew a kiss at him and left. He would've had a shocked face if he weren't to busy swapping spit.

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Gryffindor Common Room

"So the bloke I'm looking for is a man named Apartilemus Marilous," asked Neville. We were obviously working on the Chrams homework.

"Yes. I'll most likely finish by tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Madame Pince said this book is the most informative about Marilous, so I will let you borrow it," I said.

"Thank you, Hermione," he said with real enthusiasm. "I might actually get a good grade in this class."

"Well, it's the least I can do since this is the last night I help you with your homework," I said sincerely.

"Umm, Hermione?"

"Yes Neville."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

"Are you sure that you're not going to get offended?"

"Is it personal or something?"

"Yes, sort of."

"Well go ahead. I can handle it."

"It's kind of embarrassing because-"

"I won't laugh."

"But a lot of people ask you this and-"

"Neville just tell me."

He took a deep breath and continued. "Are you and Ron a....a-"

"Are me and Ron a what?"

"Are you and Ron a couple?" he finally asked. If he took his time rehearsing this, then he certainly forgot everything he taught himself. It was kind of cute in a way.

"No, Neville. Ron and I are just friends," I answered clearly.

He smiled.

"It wasn't too personal. I have learned to control myself when people ask me that," I said calmly. "Well thanks for letting me ask," he said.

And then my breakthrough moment came. He hugged me, blushed, then swiftly made his way upstairs. Malfoy wasn't the only one who got his way today.

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Chapter explanation: Hope that didn't upset you too much. I paid special attention to this chapter because the last one wasn't my best. I tried to add more humor, and I think I succeeded to some level. And, you didn't find out Harry's secret yet. I had this planned for a while, but I can't help think it's kind of cliché. Oh well. Yall just have to tell me about what you think of it in two chapters or so. Hope you liked it and review!.

Next Chapter Preview: Quidditch Game! Hermione over hears a conversation between Harry and the "secret." It won't be revealed next chapter though (sorry Karana, I know you really wanted to know). I might supply Transfiguration Class. There is a definite workroom scene. And Neville...