The Final Plan

(A/N so i hope this chapter is good. please review. summer has kept me busy, thats why i havent updated, but i just recently got sick, so i have a lot of time here.)

"Wow, you guys are so cute together!"

"Can I see the ring again?"

"Tell me how he did it!"

"Yeah, tell the story!"

"Well," began Leah to all her feminine admirers, "we were sitting by the common room fire. I was in his lap, he was holding me, stroking my hair-" at which all the girls sighed dreamily- "and I reached over to touch his soft, newly shaved cheek, when he gently took my hand and kissed it-" the fan girls inhaled quickly, followed by another dreamy sigh- "And then, he put me on the couch and got on one knee-" their eyes got very wide- "and gave me this whole speech about how much he loved me and how he wanted to be together forever. Then he pulled out his ring-" she flashed her silver band engraved with a heart- "and asked me to marry him."

"And what did you say?" asked one of the fan girls.

Leah looked at her, "I said yes, you dimwit, why do you think I'm wearing the ring?"

Cameron, during all of these tellings of their engagement, would stand idly by, just letting her tell her fairy tale.

In truth, they had been fighting when he made the rash decision, and he didn't even give her the ring until this morning, taking one of his own and using an engraving charm to spell I Love You on the inside of the band.

Very soon, a large majority of the school heard of Cameron and Leah's engagement. She repeatedly told all of her friends, and they had told theirs, and so on, until soon, many people wouldn't stop bothering them about it, like right now.

Cam admitted this was not what he wanted when he had originally proposed. He only wanted a distraction from his thoughts of Ginny.

Though it was true that Cameron really liked Ginny and wanted her to trust him and be friends with him, he also knew it would hurt them both if he began to like her too much.

However, he couldn't really say it wasn't what his heart wanted. If this would turn out alright for him in the end, then it was what he wanted. Still, he wished he didn't have to. While he was engaged to Leah, he still refused to take part in her constant attacks of the Gryffindor's.

He hoped his most recent commitment wasn't a ticket for him to once again torment them. Though, really, this wasn't Slytherin's tormenting Gryffindor's, or vice versa. It was a war.

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Since Ginny found out that Cameron and Leah had tricked her into going to see Harry, thereby making a fool of herself, she had talked to Christina, Rachel, and Chloe about what they should do to Leah next.

Though she admitted it was childish and stupid to have this meaningless war going on between the two groups, her pride and her need to keep her dignity, especially as far as Harry was concerned, made her want to attack.

"We have to make this good," she said to them, hoping they would understand her need to get back at them. They had never been humiliated like that before. They had never felt what they felt. The four of them needed to figure out something that would make Leah want to pull her lip over her head and swallow it. If her lip could fit over her big head.

She also found out that the two had gotten engaged. This, beyond all other things, puzzled her. Had he not just told her that he wanted her friendship, that he wanted nothing to do with Leah anymore? Had he not told her that he was over fighting with all of them? And then what does he do? Go and run back to Leah because she needed time to forgive him. And not just run back, but basically promise himself to her for all eternity.

That was a low blow.

Ginny thought of how Leah probably couldn't wait until she had Cam all to herself. How she probably couldn't wait to move into their own place and snog him every second. How, actually, she practically snogged him every second as it was. And, also, how if Leah couldn't snog Cameron, she would not be a very happy witch. In fact, what if she couldn't even open her mouth at all?

And so mini light bulb had dinged on in Ginny's head. It wasn't that big of a deal, and it wouldn't do permanent damage, but it would most definitely tick of Leah.

"Hey, listen to this," and she gave her idea to her friends

The next morning, when the Lone Wolves walked into the Great Hall for breakfast, the Slytherin's were already there.

Cameron and Leah sat together, surrounded by admirers.

"Go," said Ginny to Chloe and Alyssa, as the latter two walked off quickly toward the Slytherin table while the rest of the group walked respectively toward the Gryffindor table.

Chloe walked up right behind where they sat and Alyssa was right behind her. Chloe stopped abruptly behind Leah and Alyssa ran roughly into her back. She pushed her a bit too hard, and Chloe was shoved into Leah, who squealed and turned to see two people she despised behind her.

"Get out of here, you freaks!" she shouted.

"Sorry, Chloe!" Alyssa said too sweetly.

"No, it was my fault, I'm sorry Alyssa."

And they walked off together toward the Gryffindor table.

But what had really just happened did not go unnoticed by Cameron. He saw the small tablet Chloe held in her hand, that, when she 'mistakenly' bumped into Leah, fell into her pumpkin juice. He snuck a glance at Leah's half filled goblet. Nothing looked different.

No color. No odor, that he could tell. And he doubted it tasted different.

Three factors of some of the Wizarding World's most poisonous potions. Which could easily be transformed into dissolvable tablets.

And yet, even as Cameron realized all of this, he did nothing. Even as he thought his fiancé could be being poisoned this very moment, seeing her picking up her goblet and putting her lips to it, tilting it back, he did nothing.

It wasn't even until after their first class, Transfiguration with the Gryffindor's, that he noticed a change in her.

Just as McGonagall dismissed the class and went into her office, Leah started smacking her lips. Cameron looked over to see her making a disgusted face.

He looked away, continuing to pack his things, hoping she would stop. She didn't, but instead got louder.

"Leah," he said, "stop."

"Cameron!" she squealed in a panicked tone. "Cameron, what's wrong with my mouth!"

She opened wide and what Cameron saw actually relived him. The two girls had not poisoned her, merely colored her mouth with some prank product. Unfortunately for Leah, not only had her mouth been turned a grotesque shade of green, she was now sporting small orange bumps all along her tongue.

"Merlin! Leah, what happened to you?" asked someone passing their table on the way out. Everyone left in the room turned to look at her.

Because this was the latest invention of Fred and George, and Ginny had written the letter to them yesterday and received the package late last night, no one knew what it was, or that it was an invention of Weasley Wizard Wheezes, so therefore, everyone believed Ginny when she told Leah what was wrong with her mouth.

"Oh Merlin, Leah, I know what that is!"

"What what is! Someone tell me what's going on right now!!"

"Oh, bloody hell, you've got the Measles!"

"I've got what?"

"Oh, no!" Ginny went on, "You've got to be sure to keep your mouth shut all day. No talking, only breathe through your nose. And absolutely no kissing."

"What!" shrieked Leah, then her eyes widened and both her hands flew over her mouth. "Mgghhmfffmfffgghhh!"

"Leah, sweet, maybe I should take you to the nurse."

"No!" Ginny shouted to him, a bit too quickly, "I mean, there's nothing the nurse will be able to do. She just has to wait it out."

"How long will that take?"

"Just a few days. She'll be fine. Unfortunately," she added under her breath.

"Are you in pain?" Cameron asked Leah gently, stroking her arms, which were still raised up in clamping her mouth. Ginny almost winced.

Leah shook her head, but did not remove her hands.

The Wolves had already started filing out of the room, with Ginny bringing up the back, when Cameron led Leah out into the hall as well.

Once out of ear shot of the two, the Wolves turned to Ginny and Alyssa asked, "Measles?"

"Common Muggle illness. My dad was experimenting when I was little and I accidentally caught it," Ginny supplied, "They'd never know what it was."

"Cool."

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In the common room that night, the Wolves were once again lounging by the fire (Chloe and Hector there due to the gift of Hector's cloak, the rich bastard, which they took off once everyone had left the common room but them).

"I vote for another game of Truth," said Chloe.

"Alright, I go first," said Hector. "Christina, who's the best kisser you've ever had?"

Groans and shouts from all the Wolves, followed by pillows being thrown at them as they began to get annoyingly cutsie.

"No! Okay, I go first," said Knitter. They all quieted down and waited as Knitter thought of his question. "Alyssa, have you ever been sexually attracted to m-"

More yelling and pillows being thrown, this time directed at Knitter.

"Alright, for real this time, I'll start," said Chloe. She too, pondered her question as the pillows stopped being thrown. "Okay, Rachel. Have you ever been sexually attracted to Knitter-"

"Shut up!"

"Quit it!"

"Be serious!"

As they gave of up pillows and just dog piled Chloe. When it had, yet again, settled down, someone said:

"Maybe we should just forget Truth."

A murmur of agreement.

"So," said Christina, "Anybody got more booze?"

"We wish. Knitter, why don't you go back to your 'sources' and get us some more?" Alyssa said.

"To be honest," Knitter said after a pause, "My 'sources' were actually Fred and George."

"What?" Ginny shrieked, "Why would they do a favor for you? They don't even like you!"

"Well, I kind of made a deal with them."

"Oh no," Ginny moaned.

"I promised them I would try one of their products their testing if they sent me Madame Rosmerta's Firewhiskey."

"Oh no!" Ginny repeated, with a chorus of Wolves behind her.

"The product," Knitter went on, "was called Horny Honeys-"

"OH MERLIN!" They all went on.

"That explains a lot!"

"I knew something was up with him being extra perverted lately!"

"It must have worked!"

"I'll kill Fred and George! I told you they didn't like you!" Ginny shouted.

Once they had arranged themselves so Knitter was on the far side of their circle, and they all squished up against the couches and armchairs on the other side, they relaxed again.

"I don't know you guys," Ginny began after a while, followed by groans from everyone around her, as they knew what she was about to say. All day she had been complaining that their prank was not satisfactory.

"Ginny, are you still on about this?" Knitter asked.

"Yeah, we got her, let's just be happy and let it go," Christina said.

"You guys don't get it," Ginny said, "None of you have ever felt as humiliated as I did that day. You've never felt that embarrassed in front of someone you love. Christina, even when Hector broke up with you, at least it wasn't humiliating, just depressing. This is both for me. And to know that the one who caused it is in your reach, is walking around happy, and not caring what they did to you, only makes me hate her more. I hate her. I would do anything for her to get what she deserves. All the humiliation I felt and all the crying I did, she deserves all of it and more. So forgive me if I think giving her some fake illness doesn't do it justice."

They were quiet for a long while.

"I'm going to bed," Ginny said.

"Me too," said Rachel, following Ginny.

"Me too," said Knitter, following them to the stairs.

He was hit with more pillows.

"It is late," said Chloe, "Hector, maybe we should go."

"Nooo," Christina whined under her breath, also tired and practically falling asleep on the couch.

"Are you kidding? Look at you. You can't even keep your eyes open. I'm gonna go," he said, giving her goodnight kisses. "Get her to bed," he said to Alyssa who was practically asleep too.

"What?" she mumbled. "And who's gonna get me to bed?"

"I will!" Knitter said, prancing back.

"I'm up!" Alyssa said, getting up quickly, and walking over to get Christina up before Knitter did something that would make Hector very mad.

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Despite the fact that Leah was unable to speak (which resulted in very peaceful days) Ginny, and even the Wolves, felt as though their prank did not have the effect Ginny would have liked.

Ginny spent the next few days brainstorming on all her free time.

She was laying on her bed at lunch one day, eyes closed, thinking.

What on earth could possibly be worse than humiliation in front of someone you love?

Then a huge light bulb dinged on in Ginny's head. Her eyes opened. She sat up.

The wheels turned and turned in her brain, and her idea augmented into a plan. This was it. The final plan. The final plan that would truly give Leah what she deserved.

If you can't beat what she did, match it.

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"This is it, you guys, I'm telling you. This is the only way I will ever be satisfied that she's gotten what she deserves."

"So you think that by making Cameron fall for you, that you will be able to get her as bad as she got you?"

"No. No, this isn't a good idea Ginny. This so has the making of a huge disaster. It's one of those things you'll end up getting lost in and overcome by revenge or something."

"Alyssa, this isn't a movie, okay? I won't be 'overcome' by anything. I'll go in and get it done, make her the sorriest person alive, and then let it go. I promise you guys, if you help me with this, and it works- which it will!- then I'll let it go. I'll forget all about this war between us and grow up. But please, not until I do this. Please. Please say you'll help."

They looked among each other with skeptical looks.

"Please."

Silence.

"Okay."

They finally gave in, knowing they didn't understand her motives as well as she did, but trusting her because she was their best friend, and wanting to be there for her when she needed them.

They put their hands in front of them, making the pact.

(A/N woo hoo im excited for what's to come. hope you are too.