With a loud GLOOP, an unconscious Harry Potter was dropped from the wall into a large trophy. The room had sucked Harry in, knocked him unconscious, and taken him to the trophy room. But Harry wasn't the only one there. The Trophy Room had become Bella's spot for crying whenever she missed George. Her sniffles stopped and there was a scream as Harry dropped into the trophy for "TIM JOHNSON, THE OWL TAMER"!

Harry felt himself being shaken violently, and he shook his head and moaned. His lungs hurt, as though he hadn't breathed for awhile, and everything looked blurry. Confused, he looked up into the tear-streaked face of Bella Fowl, who began to scream.

"HARRY!! WHAT HAPPENED?? WHY ARE YOU IN THE TROPHY ROOM? WHAT DID THE WALL DO TO YOU??" Bella had a loud voice that carried, and Harry was instantly awakened.

"Bella! Bella! Calm down! I just accidentally ran into an enchanted room, that's all. It spit me out here." Instantly Bella's sad face took on a sympathetic look.

"Hermione, right? Poor baby. I'm sorry." She said, though Harry thought he caught a glimpse of humour in her eyes. "Well, I knew this would happen. It always does. Nerds can never stay nerds unless they have the willpower of a brick wall, and they never do." Bella continued, shaking her head. "Hermione was no exception. Didn't you hear what happened?"

"No!! I was too busy trying to RUN AWAY!!" Bella grinned at that.

"True. Well apparently, this summer Hermione started…growing…in certain places. She was terrified, and didn't know what to do. In August she visited her cousin, in Hawaii, where it was EXTREMELY hot. Her cousin got Hermione to start wearing the clothes she is now. And Hermione started driving the boys WILD. And, well, Hermione liked it! What girl wouldn't? So now she goes about like that and thinks she can get any guy she feels like. It sucks." Sighed Bella, studying the trophy Harry was still lying in.

"How'd you hear THAT?" asked Harry, attempting to get out of the trophy without knocking it over. Bella laughed at Harry's attempts, and grabbed his hand and yanked him out.

"Ron, of course. He's on Cloud 9, I swear. It doesn't occur to him that Hermione doesn't want him!" cried Bella. "If it were anyone but Ron, it would be funny."

You see, Bella had had a crush on Ron for the LONGEST time, but Ron had had eyes only for girls like Parvarti Patil. Then, in the 4th year, Bella didn't get a date for the Yule Ball. Deciding to do his good deed for the millennium, George asked her to the dance. And…well…they hit off. It'd been true love ever since.

"That's very true. Ron must have an enchanted mirror, that shows him some extremely handsome young man rather than himself!" said Harry, trying to joke. Bella shook her head.

"He IS good looking! At least, I think so…" she trailed off, starting to turn. "I've gotta go do homework, sorry Harry."

"HOMEWORK?? What happened to the Bella Fowl I know, where she'd rather DIE then do homework?" joked Harry, racing up beside his friend. Bella turned and smiled at him.

"Fine. What do you want to do, then? Plot against Hermione?" Harry's face got a thoughtful look on it.

"You know, that might not be such a bad idea…"