Disclaimer: Okay, I promise, raises right hand I don't own Harry Potter and Co.

Author's note: Hey, hey. Here it is. Chapter nine. Can you believe it? I can't. Lol.

Previously: "He's Guardarlo."

"What?" Draco asked.

She threw the covers off of her. "He's watching me!" she yelled. She stomped to her desk and opened the letter that lay on it.

Whoever this is,

Who are you? Where's Hermione? Where's Ginny? Give them back to us!

Seriously,

Harry and Ron

She furrowed her eyebrows and grabbed something to write with.

It's me, guys. It's just not… me. Ugh, that didn't make since. Okay, remember that girl from the bookstore that stood up for you? That was me. And Ginny is my twin. Mmkay?

Love you,

Hermione Daniels

She opened her window and whistled to Star who swooped majestically to her arm. She tied the letter to its out stuck leg and told her where to go.

"Who is?"

"A guy."

"I figured, but who?"

"My old next door neighbor."

"But he's a muggle, right?"

"How would a muggle get into a wizarding club?"

"Oh…"

"Malfoy… I don't want to talk about this anymore."

"Okay, so, let's play a game. I never. You first."

"Uh… I've never had sex."

"That was a gimme. Me neither though. I've never been in love."

"I don't believe in love. I've never stolen anything."

He coughed.

"Malfoy!"

"It was only a book from my father… not some serious crime!"

"Sure."

"Fine, don't believe me. I've never… trusted anyone but Blaise."

"I don't think I've ever trusted anyone… maybe Ginny."

"I think you trust me."

"I don't. If I trusted you, I'd call you Draco."

"You call Blaise, Blaise."

"I already explained that."

"And yet I still don't get it."

"Boo hoo."

"Yup."

"Poor thing…" Ginny and Blaise appeared.

"Where'd you both go?"

"Here."

"Doing?" Blaise raise his eyebrows suggestively.

"Nothing that's going through your head, Blaise," Hermione smirked.

A snowy white owl flew through Hermione's open window.

Hermione?

Can we come see you… or can you two come see us. Please.

Harry

"Hey, Gin," she waved her friend over. "You wannu?"

"Yes, I ran into him at Molly's house. I felt so guilty. I had him call me Helen."

"Okay, let me change." She traipsed into her closet, throwing on pant and white tee.

"Boys, I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but we must take our leave. Considering this is Hermione's room, I suggest you do the same," Ginny added.

"Speaking of Hermione, do either of you know a Hermione Granger or Ginny Weasley. Strange names to know two of each."

"Yeah, we've heard of them. Harry Potter's friends, right?" Hermione smiled at Ginny. "What do you think of them?"

"Blaise liked weaselette last year but was to chicken to ask her out," Draco offered.

"You weren't exactly bold with the book worm."

Hermione and Ginny started laughing. "Bye boys," they said simultaneously and apparated.

They snuck into Ginny's old house and pranced through the kitchen to the living room. A fire lit the room. Harry was staring into while Ron was snoring in an armchair in the room.

"Harry," whispered Hermione. His head jerked towards the voice. A ghost of a smile was painted onto his lips. He stood up almost afraid that they would disappear if he got too close. "It's us, Harry!" He ran towards them like her words were invitation. He pulled them both into a hug, and Ron stirred.

"Hmmm…. What?" Ron stood up, cocked his head, and began to slowly walk towards them. Hermione dashed at him and hugged him, almost knocking him over.

"Ron, it's me, Hermione."

An hour later, the story had been told. Ginny and Ron had fallen asleep. Harry and Hermione had begun talking about school when footsteps could be heard.

Fred and George came of the stairs, rubbing their eyes groggily. "Harry, girls without us? That's just wrong," Fred commented.

"Fred, it's really not what you think," Hermione smirked.

"Really, what is it?"

"It's me, Hermione."

"That's probably why you could tell us apart. Why do you look so different and who's that over there?" George pointed to Ginny's sleeping figure.

"That's Ginny and we're sisters. We belong to the Daniels' family."

"Since when?"

"Since forever."

"Oh, so that's where the both of you have been," Fred said. (Author's note: Ha, that rhymed.)

"Well, be good children," George smirked slightly. "G'night."

"Night," Harry laughed as they trudged back up the stairs.

Author's note: Okay, it's not long or as long as the last two chapters but it was just a filler. They're going back to school in the next chapter. : )

Sorry it took so long but I was waiting for people to review. I said before, I'm starting to want 10 cuz I know at least 10 people read this story! The more to review, the faster I will try to go.

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So much love,

Heather