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A/N WARNING! Ginny and Ron bashing! Ginny's a Mary Sue!

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Harry's POV

What's wrong with Hermione? Staring at her, I noticed that her face seems a bit sparkly. That only happens if you put glamour charms on yourself. She seems so tired, and she's way too quiet. She hasn't spoken a word to me all month either.

Frustrated in myself for not figuring out what was wrong, I pushed my breakfast in front of me away. "What's wrong?" Ginny asked me kindly. I gave her a small smile.

"I'm just not hungry, Gin." Instead, I reached out for pumpkin juice just as Ron arrived at the table.

"Hey, Harry, Ginny." He sat down triumphantly next to Hermione, who shrank away. I furrowed my eyebrow. What's up with them?

"Hi, Ron." Ron placed an arm around Hermione's waist. She started fidgeting, but he whispered something to her and she relaxed. "So what's up with you and Mione?"

"Isn't it obvious," Ginny said, smirking. "They're together." That snapped my attention. WHAT? But...

"Yep," Ron added. He gave her a kiss on the lips, which Hermione didn't acknowledge at all. I frowned. Why was Hermione still upset? And why do I care about Ron dating Hermione? Why was she not talking?

Anyway, those questions ran through my mind for the next two months. It's been nagging my brain and eating me inside. Anyway, I came down the dorm one day to go to dinner when I spotted Ron and Hermione making out on the couch. She was whimpering. "Ahem," I cleared my throat as I came down. They broke away and Ron whispered something to her before they both stood up. "Let's go to dinner."

Ron nodded excitedly and ran out of the common room. Hermione didn't look at me as she slowly followed him. I ran up to the girl and started talking to her. "Hermione? You haven't spoken to me since the beginning of the school year! Are you avoiding me?" Hermione didn't answer; she just averted her gaze and kept on walking. I was getting frustrated, only in myself though for not figuring out what's been going on. "You're avoiding me." Again, no answer so I can only assume it was a yes.

Once we got to the Great Hall, we sat down and began eating. To my concern, Hermione only put a small chicken wing on her plate, ate half of it and sipped her pumpkin juice a couple times before standing up to leave. "You have to eat more!" I told her, pulling her down. Turning to Ron, I raised an eyebrow.

"Eat more, Hermione," he told her. Hermione bit her lip, sat down and ate a couple spoonfuls of mash potatoes before pushing her plate away and opening a book.

"Attention everyone!" McGonagall announced about halfway through dinner. "This year's Yule Ball," she called out once everyone was quiet, "will be quite different. This year it will be a Masquerade Ball, where you shall wear masks and keep your identity hidden from everyone until ten minutes until midnight. It will be on December the 20th. One more thing, Hermione Granger has resigned from her position as Head Girl and has given it to Ginny Weasley!" Everyone cheered and I saw Hermione slump down in her seat. I frowned; Mione loves that position, why would she give it up?

When I was walking back to the common room with Ginny, I heard a Ron whisper something faintly to Hermione. "You can speak to the teachers freely now, for your detention tonight." I scowled, why was he ordering her around?

After we played chess and did our homework for a bit, Ginny and I started patrolling. As I was waiting for Ginny to finish talking with Hermione, I thought of an answer. I'm a small Legilimens master, maybe I can search Hermione's memory to see what's wrong. Closing my eyes, I dug into her memory. Harry's my boyfriend I heard in my mind which was Ginny's voice. Ooops, wrong mind.

Hermione, give me your position as Head Girl. That was Ginny's voice in her head. What the-? I kept going in Ginny's head. Magical oath...do not speak...mudblood. Why was Ginny demanding to be Head Girl? And I thought Magical Oaths were banned from school, and since when did Ginny become mean and say mudblood?

That was Ginny's voice in her head. What the-? I kept going in Ginny's head. Why was Ginny demanding to be Head Girl? And I thought Magical Oaths were banned from school, and since when did Ginny become mean and say mudblood?

Confused, I didn't hear Ginny calling out to me. So I snapped out of it when I felt someone's tongue down my throat. I pulled away, gasping. "Ginny? We should really stop." She pouted, but agreed to anyway.

Hermione's POV

She did it, Ginny made me make her Head Girl. At least now I can speak to Remus, Bill and Charlie, Ron told me I could! Happily skipping to my 20th detention in my life, I began humming. "Bill!" I exclaimed in a hoarse. He looked up, startled that I was speaking. "Ron told me I could speak now to teachers; I'm betting he doesn't know that I shouldn't speak to you. He's a dunderhead."

He wasn't the only one who was in the classroom; Remus and Charlie were there too. "That's great! Now we can finally get down to business. First of all, pretend you can't speak to teachers," Remus instructed. I nodded happily.

"Now what has my sister and brother been telling you to do?" Charlie inquired when I sat down on one of the desks. When I get detention, they wouldn't do anything to me cuz they knew it was all Ginny's fault.

"She told me to quit being Head Girl," I started. I tested my tongue. "I haven't spoken in a while," I stated quietly in my still hoarse voice.

"We have to tell McGonagall, Ginny's taking it way too far," Bill told me. I just shook my head.

"She's evil, she could easily tell me to kill myself and others would say I committed suicide. OH...if I do kill myself then everyone would know she told me to. But I don't wanna die!" I exclaimed. I bit my lip.

"We've been doing some research, and I finally found a book on Magical Oaths," Remus told me. My eyes lit up.

"That's great! So what is a Magical Oath?" I asked, feeling a little stupid. He grinned.

"A magical oath is when the speaker makes a bet, or a duel, the loser is supposed to do the winner a favor, with me so far? Anyway...the magical part is that if the person doesn't follow the favor, they begin to feel sick in some sort of way," he explained. I nodded, thinking.

"And the favor is that I have to do everything she tells me to do for a whole year." Charlie and Bill looked at each other.

"What are we supposed to do until then? You won't last that long, you'll crack!" Charlie exclaimed. I frowned.

"No I won't." Bill removed my glamour and conjured up a mirror. I hadn't seen my true face in months. There were about five black bags under each eye, my whole face was sickly pale and white and I was skinnier than Harry. My face looked bony and unhealthy and there were a couple wrinkles which I hadn't noticed. "Ok, yes I will."

The three of them looked at me worriedly. "First thing, we need an excuse for you to come here every night so we can feed you," Remus started. "You're getting detention for three weeks for..."

"Setting my classroom on fire. Incendio," he said and the room was soon blazing. After a few minutes, they put it out and we both hurried outside to get rid of the smoke from their lungs.

"Feeding me?" I asked in disbelief. They nodded. Bill started writing a detention slip.

"You must be in my classroom by eight every night and you're gonna return at midnight when they're asleep," Bill informed me. We walked back into the classroom and walked into the smoke free office.

"You're gonna eat a nice, full meal whenever you're here. I'm having Dobby come and give us fattening food," Charlie continued.

"And you will sleep directly after you eat," Remus finished. "That way, Ginny can't tell you to clean the dorm or bathroom. We can't do anything about the five o'clock wake up though."

"I can handle it, she always stays asleep at five and after I'm done, I usually have a little over an hour to sleep again," I informed them. They nodded.

"What else can we do?" Charlie asked. Dobby suddenly appeared. Startled, they jumped a mile.

"Dobby is sorry but he has been eavesdropping on you, sirs and miss," he whimpered. "Dobby did not spy, Dobby just curious to why Miss Hermmy was sad. Dobby never thought Miss Weezly would do that."

"That's ok, Dobby," Remus told him. "So you know that Hermione can be controlled by Ginny and Ron?" The little house elf nodded. A dangerous glint appeared in his eye. "I'll be right back, put a silencing charm around the office." Remus exited the office.

When the Marauder returned, he was grinning and holding a flask in his hand. "I have an idea. Silencio, Loctomous. Ok, listen here." We all leaned in, even Dobby. "So far, we got rid of Hermione's nightly problem but it's at eight o'clock. She could still do Ginny's homework or something. This here is a Sleeping Potion. Five drops will make you asleep instantly for about ten hours. Four drops will make you sleep for a couple hours. Three drops will make you very exhausted and sleepy throughout the day."

"And what are you getting at?" I asked him, confused.

"This is where Dobby comes in, during breakfast he will slip in three drops into her drink and she'll be so sleepy for the rest of the day, she'll hardly order you around. At dinner, three more drops. And after three weeks, Dobby can put six drops in there, which would mean that she would be asleep for a few extra hours in the morning and can't boss you around," he explained. I grinned.

"That's awesome! Will you do it, Dobby?" I asked him nicely. The small creature nodded frantically.

"Of course, Dobby would. Dobby will also not tell anyone!" he squeaked and took the flask. Bill and Charlie grinned.

"That takes care of mostly everything," they commented. "You can go now. But just remember that you can't speak at all and be sure to show Ginny, Harry and Ron your detention slip." Nodding, I placed a silencing charm onto my throat just in case (I can get rid of it wandlessly if a teacher calls on me), redid my thirty glamours on my face and walked out of the office and into the classroom, which was still smoking. Coughing, I exited the classroom as well and walked smack into Harry.

"Watch where you're going!" I heard Ginny snapped. Crap, now I had to watch everywhere I went. Harry was on top of me, so he got up first, blushing. I was red in the face too. He held out a hand for me to get up, which I accepted.

"It's ok, Gin. It was just an accident. Er...what happened in there?" he inquired as smoke started to fill the hallway. All three of us started walking to the Gryffindor tower. I just looked away sadly, I can't talk to Harry.

"It's obvious, she set the classroom on fire," Ginny answered for me. She snatched my detention slip. "Tsk, tsk. Three weeks of detention. I've never had a detention in my life, ya know," she bragged. Harry gave me a disappointed look, which I looked away from. Why'd he do that? He loves it if trouble and mischief is caused.

"Why'd you set the classroom on fire?" he asked. I shrugged and walked right into the common room. Another thing I hate about my muteness is I can't even say the password to the common room; I have to be with someone to get in. So I had been very glad when I bumped into Harry.

Running to my dorm, I tried to fall asleep right away. To my disappointed, however, Ginny entered my dorm room ten minutes later. "Figures you'd have three weeks of detention. Once they're over, you're back to scrubbing whatever I tell you too!" She left the room, and I sighed with relief. She hadn't ordered me to scrub something specifically after my three weeks detention. Digging my face into my pillow, I fell asleep.

December 21st was the end of my detention. December 20th is the Yule Ball/Masquerade Dance. It's in three days. So far, the sleeping potion Dobby has been feeding Ginny is a success, she's sleep in all her classes (not because of the potion, it's because she's a lazy ass), get in trouble with the teachers and would forget to do her homework and forget to order me around to do something, like doing her homework.

Frankly, Harry was annoyed at her. He thought that she was being incredibly lazy and wouldn't pay attention to him as her boyfriend. "We're over," he broke the news to her on December 17th. Ginny just gave him thumbs up and her head would collapse on the breakfast table. Of course, Dobby had to give her six drops of sleeping potion at dinner every night, cuz if she slept during the day she would sleep at night. I think it's going along just fine, just as long as it lasts all year.

I couldn't talk to Harry anymore, of course or anyone else. Ron continued to kiss me in between classes and on weekends, but because of my detentions, he doesn't have a lot of chances. Speaking of my 'detentions', they've been giving me a lot to eat since then. I had gained give pounds in less than three weeks, but I supposed I do look healthier.

"Finite, look at yourself in the mirror," Charlie told me. Sometimes Bill was the only one there, or Charlie or Remus was with him. Or they were all there. In this case, they were all there looking at my progress. Staring at myself in the mirror, I saw that I didn't have any bags under my eyes and my face had regained some color. Not to mention I wasn't bony anymore, in fact I looked just like I did with the glamour spells. Smiling gratefully, I put the mirror down on my desk.

"Eat, though," Remus ordered, pushing a plate of peas, chicken drums and a cheese sandwich in front of me and holding a cup of milk. "We're not down yet."

Between mouthfuls, I answered their questions. "Are you going to the ball?" Bill asked me. I shook my head while sipping on my second glass of milk they make me drink.

"I won't be allowed to," I answered. Then I pushed my eaten tray away. "I'm finished." Remus nodded and gave me another flask, which had Sleeping potion into it. He'd tell me to sip on four drops every detention.

"I still have about a dozen flasks in my bedroom we can use," he informed me. "I think it'll last a couple months on Ginny."

"That's going great so far. Thanks, Moony. Thank you all of you."

"That's the least I can do after you cured me," he replied.

Nodding, I then tipped my head back and placed four drops onto my tongue. Drowsiness was taking over, so I made my arms a pillow on my desk and fell asleep.

I woke up a few hours later. Charlie, Bill and Remus were still there. "Listen, I know it's midnight but this is gonna be an extended 'detention'. You have to go to the ball," Charlie protested. "We know that you like Harry." I pouted, rubbing my eyes.

"First of all, how would I ask him or tell him? I mean, I can't talk to anyone," I said.

"Well, you don't have to. Just go to the ball, sneak into Hogsmeade, buy a dress and mask with one of us and we'll keep it for you. You said that Ginny hasn't ordered you to not go yet. Well, you're going because of Ron," Bill told me. I thought about it for a minute and nodded.

"Of course. By the way, he wants me in the Room of Requirement tomorrow night before dinner," I informed them. I'd always tell them, so that they can come and break us off or get Filch to do it so it wouldn't look suspicious. They nodded. "Anyway, maybe it'll work. I can have a chance to dance with Harry..." Realizing my mistake, I shut my mouth. They grinned.

"You like him," they chorused. I felt the heat rush to my cheeks in embarrassment. They laughed.

"It's ok, we understand," Remus told me. I nodded.

"Ok, let's go tomorrow night?" I asked them. "Who?"

"I'll come with you, I did tell Dumbledore I'm going to Hogsmeade tomorrow to pick up a few animals," Charlie said. I grinned. Things were definitely getting better. Wait a second...

"I think I know why Ginny hasn't ordered me not to go, she already knows that I'm gonna be in detention," I said, feeling a lot better since a few weeks ago. Bill nodded thoughtfully.

"So I just have to stay in my office all throughout the ball. And we can pretend you're in detention when you're one of the masked people. Brilliant." I grinned. I hoped I was still a bright witch and I probably still am (not to brag).

"Ok, gotta go now. I wanna get a few more hours sleep." I took two drops of the sleeping potion again to help me sleep and walked to the common room with Bill. He said the password and I walked in.

The next day in the afternoon, I went into the Room of Requirement. No one else was there besides Ron. "Look, Hermione. We're over. I want you to act really sad until tomorrow at dinner," he told me. I started bursting into tears before I could get a headache. But inside I was praising in joy, no more snogging him. "I just want one last make out sessions." He pushed me down on the couch and started kissing me. I didn't object, because I couldn't. He had ordered me I couldn't defend myself if he kissed me. After a minute, he got off and walked smugly out of the Room of Requirement. I burst into tears again as I felt a sharp pain to my stomach.

I ran into Charlie's office early. "Charlie!" I cried out. When he saw me, he hurried over.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong, Ron dumped me, thank goodness! He just ordered me to act sad," I told him. He nodded before getting his cloak.

"Lemme guess, you wanna go to Hogsmeade early?"

"It's the perfect time, people will think that I won't show up for dinner because I'm upset that Ron ditched me," I told him. "But we gotta hurry in case Harry, Ron or Ginny checks the Marauder's Map." Nodding, we both went outside quickly and went to Hogsmeade the Whomping Willow way.

"Here's some of your money. He handed me a bag of Galleons which probably had about fifty coins in there. "First stop get dinner." We both stepped into the Three Broomsticks and ordered a small meal. I'll be eating more later tonight anyway.

"Tomorrow, I'm gonna do some sorta prank and Bill has to catch me to give me an extended detention on Saturday," I said, taking a bite out of the sandwich.

"Why?"

"Cuz Ginny might wanna get me to help her with her dress, and I wanna make it to the ball on time with everybody else and I need time to get ready."

Charlie nodded. "He'll let you change and get ready in his office. Come on, let's find your dress." We walked around Hogsmeade, Charlie buying a few caged animals for class until we found this parlor. It looked very cheap though. "It might look bad, but the clothes here are great." I didn't argue and we entered the store.

"My dear. What would you like today?" a short, plump woman asked while she examined my arm length, night and my waist circumference.

"Um, a masquerade dress will be fine," Charlie answered for me. I smiled gratefully.

"Good, good. My name's Lil Jo. What color would you like your dress? Length? Strapless? Curvy?"

"..."

"Just whatever you think looks best for her," Charlie interrupted. Lil Jo squealled in delight and took out more measuring tapes.

Three hours later, it was almost nine. Lil Jo was in the back, humming while she hand made my dress. "My dearies, this is the greatest and prettiest dress I have ever made!" she squeaked. "Follow me, Miss." I followed her to the back where she told me to put on this dress. I didn't get a good look at it, however until after I put it on. Then we both walked to the front of the store where there was a mirror. My jaw dropped.

The dress was creamy light blue-ish white and sparkled not too much, not too little. It was sleeveless, and fell down past my knees just a little. But even though it was sleeveless, there were straps that went to my upper arms. There was a waistline as well, which was slightly darker and more sparkly and shiny like the hem of my dress. At my waist, it was also smaller and tight but enough so I could breathe comfortably.

"Hold still, dear." Lil Jo tied the bow on my back a bit tighter so that my waist felt tighter. Then she took out slippers that looked light the colour of light blue glass. She made me take off my shoes and put them on. They were a bit too big, but she made it just right.

"Gloves," Charlie added. Lil Jo nodded and took out lace white but transparent gloves that went up almost to my elbow. I put them on, somehow feeling special. Is Ginny's dress better than this?

"A few more things," she told a speechless me. She whipped out a silver chain and placed it over my neck. There were about five things dangling evenly across the chain, and they were all hearts. "And now we just gotta make your mask!" Squealling, the short woman jumped into the back again.

"Lovely," Charlie commented. I was still speechless. "Your dress is much better than Ginny's."

"How do you know what it looks like?" I inquired. Charlie shrugged.

"Last Hogsmeade weekend, she dragged me to a store in Diagon Alley, yeah I know, and made me buy her a dress," Charlie answered, a little grudgingly. I stifled a giggled.

"What does it look like? I gotta watch out for her during the dance," I told him. He described it.

"It's a magenta- ish pink, sleeveless and strapless, a v-neck, shorter than her knees and just WAY too tight at the waist. Her mask looks like a falcon nose. I laughed at this.

Lil Jo bounced into the room. "Here you go miss!" She stood up on a stool to get as tall as me and placed the mask on my face. It was original, but very sparkly. Flat, of course so it wouldn't be shaped like something and it was beautifully designed. I gulped as she placed a silver tiara on my head which had blue gemstones.

"How will I afford all this?" I questioned Charlie but made it sound like I was asking Lil Jo.

"Not to worry, dearie. It's only 45 galleons!" She squealled as she hopped off the stool. I gaped.

"45 galleons? O-ok." I took out my money bag and paid her. "Thank you. Charlie." I mouthed the last word into my hand as Lil Jo went to the back of the room. I couldn't speak to her, of course so I just had to pretend that I was talking to her.

Changing in the back, I placed the gown, slippers, necklace, gloves, mask and tiara into a box which Charlie shrunk and placed in his pocket with my money bag. "Let go."

"Thanks, Charlie," I muttered to him quietly as we walked back to the castle. Once we entered Bill's classroom, he and Remus looked up. I locked the door and placed silencing charms on it.

"So, did you get one?" Remus asked. We nodded, and I was grinning. "Great. Now eat." I groaned but obeyed by eating my share of dinner again and fell asleep.

The next day, there wasn't school. So when I walked into the library, avoiding a sleepy Ginny, I bumped into Harry. He looked stressed out and tired. "Mione," he began. "Why haven't you been speaking to me or anyone for that matter?" My heart broke, I was hurting him.

I bit my lip and ignored him, walking to a table and sitting down, reading. I heard a sigh, and scraping of chair. Harry was gonna sit there and watch me for the whole day. I distracted myself by reading about turning people's hair colour different permanently. I should do this to Ron...

A couple hours later, I stood up. Harry had fallen asleep. I felt a tear coming up for my rudeness, and it's all Ginny's fault. I quickly left the library after giving him a tap on the shoulder for supper.

When we were all seated, I had stopped crying for the 'break up' and Ron was seen making out with Lavender in public. When I sat down, Ginny started talking to me in her slurred way.

"Youcan ttallkk to mmeeee!" she sang a bit and I felt relieved. I didn't notice Harry coming up behind me, frowning.

"Are you sure you can make the ball tomorrow night? You sound...sleepy and...drunk," I stated hoarsely, sipping on her glass of water. Ginny just laid her head on the table and snored. I snorted. Then I turned my attention to Ron, who was still making out with Lavender. I saw Bill walking up at the corner of my eye, so I waved my wand and Ron's hair turned green… Lavender screeched.

"That was so mean!" she whined. Bill came up and asked what the matter was. "Professor, she turned his hair green!"

"Turn it back," Ron growled, glaring at me. I smiled sweetly and waved my wand, making it turn back to the red colour.

"Detention," Bill told me sternly. I tried not to laugh. "Instead of at eight tomorrow, four thirty all the way until midnight." I began sulking a little and nodded. By now, Ginny and woken up and was sniggering.

"Serves you rriiiiightt," she moaned while Harry sat down next to her slowly. Ginny then took out a flask. "Pepper up potion, need iiitt!" She gulped it all down, and I watched as she fell to the ground from her seat. I sniggered quietly; Remus' sleeping potion didn't get pushed away by pepper up potion. As I quietly sat there, eating, I was thinking hard. I have to be in Bill's office at four thirty. Dinner was to start at five, and then the ball was at seven. Near midnight, the masks would be pulled off. Then midnight, the dance was over. Breathing in quietly, I was nervous. Tomorrow, I'm not gonna make Ginny sleepy. She's gonna be fully awake by dinner and won't get the does of potion then.

With a satisfied smirk, I went to the common room to finish my homework while Ginny's was still undone. Then I went to detention which I ate more, slept (and told Dobby to not put any drops during dinner) and went to my dorm.

The next day, I washed all my clothes and my sheets and made everything organized and locked in my dresser. I was supposed to meet Charlie, Remus and Bill in the classroom and change in the office. I wanted to have a clean feeling, where there wasn't a care in the world. Well, there was one and that was facing Harry. Other than that, my troubles in my life were about gone.

I have to keep up my bad girl image for the rest of the school year and get detentions. And I have to get them with Bill, Charlie, Remus or sometime McGonagall. I was hoping that Harry won't be disappointed in my new attitude. Anyway, as I sat on one of the couches staring in the fire, Harry plopped down next to me. "Mione." I didn't hear him. I felt him relax onto the couch beside me and when I looked at him, he had closed his eyes.

Harry's POV

What is going on with Hermione? I've just lost my best friend. No, she was lost during the war. She's been different ever since I defeated Voldemort. I stared at Hermione for a while, before closing my eyes. Would she get mad if I invade her thoughts?

Love him...potions...detentions...dress

That was all I got from out of her mind before Ginny bounced down the steps from the dorm. She actually looks awake today. "Harry!" she squealled. "I am so sorry that I was being bored and you dumped me. Can we please try again? I don't know what came over me." I'll say.

I gave her a smile and a slight nod. "How about after we reveal the masks?" Ginny grinned and patted her super sleek bouncy hair.

"That's great, Harry. Hermione," she suddenly said. Hermione turned to the girl. "Can you do me a favor?" I decided to leave. I ran to my dorm and got out my invisibility cloak. Maybe...? I decided I should. When I walked back downstairs, I was shocked to see Ginny had a stern face.

"I want you to clean my dresser out before your detention this afternoon," she demanded. Hermione nodded tearfully. "Speak to me."

"Yes, ma'am," Hermione muttered. Then she mumbled a few things under her breath. Ginny was still talking.

"Oh wait until I get Harry back! My dress is so awesome, no one will have a better gown!" she boasted. "Are you listening?" she shrieked lightly. Hermione snapped up and nodded frantically. "Good. Go lock yourself in one of the stalls until you have to clean out my dresser." Hermione started to get up. Why was she being pushed around? "Wait, Hermmy."

Hermione stopped and faced Ginny. "Can't you call it off early?" she asked desperately. Ginny just smirked.

"Never, pretty soon Ron's gonna have a bit of fun with you. Now tell me what colour Harry likes best," Ginny ordered. I was surprised. What? Call what off? Ron's gonna do what to her? And how come Ginny doesn't know my favourite colour? Hermione was looking fearful.

"Emerald," Hermione whispered. Ginny nodded, smiling.

"Fave food."

"Chocolate frogs."

"Quidditch player."

"He doesn't like one Quidditch player."

"Hmm...one last thing. what's his favourite drink? You know, alcohol?"

"Firewhiskey." Ginny nodded triumphantly while I gaped. Hermione knows me better than Ginny! Ginny doesn't know me! "Ginny..." Hermione was saying. I held my breath. "Why are you doing this?"

Ginny snarled and leered into Hermione's face who didn't flinch. "Because I like to use people. I like to see mudbloods like you suffer. That's why I took your credit when you killed Nagini. That's why I said that I invented the cure for lycansoapy."

"Lycanthropy," Mione corrected automatically.

"Whatever! Go!" Hermione marched tearfully into the girls' bathroom. I was shocked and speechless. So, it was Hermione? What...I was confused. So I need to talk to someone, and that someone was Remus. I walked out the portrait hole with my cloak on and ran as fast as I could to his office.

"Professor!" I tore off my cloak and Remus asked me what was wrong. "I don't know what to do." I explained to him what I heard.

Remus was nodding. "Hermione made the potion, and she killed Nagini," he answered. How did he know?

"How do you know? I can't believe I didn't believe Hermione from before. I'm so stupid. But is this why she's been avoiding me?" I asked frantically, pacing. What was I gonna do? Ginny's a really bitch and a slut, I can't believe I didn't realize it. "What's wrong with Hermione, though? Why is she doing everything Ginny's says?"

Remus shook his head and gave me a reassuring smile. "Don't worry about it. Just go to the ball and have fun." I was confused, why was he so calm about it, like he knows it? I left the room in a daze.

A/N Please review. One chapter left.