Oh my god! I think that Won Won and lavender have had a fight today is glorious! For the first time since they had been going our, they weren't attached to each other by the bloody lips! Instead they were death glaring each other across the table/ o wonder what happened. Maybe Ron confessed his undying love to someone else…he, he, probably Hermione.

Hey! Thinking of Hermione, I haven't seen her come to lunch yet. Maybe she got caught up after class destroying Malfoy's reputation again. I really don't know why he just doesn't give up. There is no way what so ever, that our Mione will go out with a slime-ball like him. She is too Gryffindorish and he is just to Slytherinish. Hermione will keep embarrassing him and we will all keep laughing at him. I wonder what she doing to him…

Suddenly the great hall doors flew open and Hermione stormed in, while everybody but Won Won and lavender, who were trying to stare each other out, turned to watch. Walking straight over to the smirking blonde-haired Slytherin, everyone knew that he was the reason for her anger. All I could think was 'god help you Malfoy!', I don't even know why I thought that because I cant stand him, but still I feel sorry for anyone who's angered out Mione. This argument that they have is a classic, Hermione could barely breath due to all of the connected words.

"Malfoy! What did you do that for? You-stupid-little-ferret-with-no-bloody-brains-but-a-very-big-nerve-to-do-that!" Hermione ranted as soon as she reached him. "Do what, Hermione-dear? I don't know what you're talking about" Malfoy smiled sweetly at her. "You know what you did! You-told-moaning-myrtle-who-told-peeves,-who-told-the-bloody-baron-who-then-told-all-of-the-portraits-who-then-told-everybody-that-they-saw-that-i-was-going-out-with-you!" but you are Mione-pott!" Malfoy replied reaching for her clenched hand. "I-AM-NOT-GOING-OUT-WITH-YOU! Did everybody hear that? I-AM-NOT-AND-NEVER-WILL-BE-GOING-OUT-WITH-DRACO-FERRET-MALFOY!" "Hermione, come and sit down darling! You're drawing a crowd" Malfoy calmly said as he gestured to the staring students in the great hall. "Oh my god! I hate you Draco Malfoy!" Hermione screamed as she pulled out her sparking wand, "Petrificus Totalus! Yeah Malfoy! You're going down!"

This image was quite hilarious if you can imagine it. All of us Gryffindor's were cheering her on, laughing at Malfoy, while all of the Slytherins had backed away from our bushy-haired, purple-faced Mione. Malfoy was lying on the floor frozen, his eyes wide as Hermione leaned over him smiling evilly. McGonagall and Snape had walked determinedly out of the great hall with the other professors clearly not wishing to see what was happening.

As soon as they had walked out of the great hall, Hermione inflated Malfoy's head and shrunk his body, so he looked like a bobble-head toy. She then put him into a pink tutu and levitated his still frozen body with wide eyes and twirled on the spot. "Oh Malfoy, pink suits you!" she said as she skipped out of the great hall humming, leaving Malfoy spinning on the spot pleading with his eyes for someone to let him down.

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