OMG. OMG. I'm baaa-aaack! Shake in your booties, children and adults alike! Mwahahahahaha!... Hrm. I'm bad. Very bad. I really should have been getting out another chapter to this fic. But no... I had to go and get addicted to a silly MMORPG. Evil thing.

Thanks for all the reviews - I can't believe I have so many for only 3 chapters - I'm glad you guys like my sense of humor.

PhoenixTearsp322: I know... I thought about having it show who was talking before the lines of dialogue, but then it just didn't look spontaneous like it was supposed to. So I apologize if it gets confusing as to who's talking - I usually try to have one of the characters say the other's name when there's more than 2 talking, so that you can figure out who it is.

Klic: Yes. Yes I will write more!! lol as proved by this chapter... sorry for the delay.

Oh, and in this chapter, the story and the interaction between me and characters is separated by ----'s as formatting with wordpad wouldn't allow the asterisks that I used before in other chapters. Need to install word...

Disclaimer: I thought about legally changing my name to J.K. Rowlings, but then realized that I still wouldn't own anything of hers.

Haven't I read this somewhere before?

Suddenly a dark shadow loomed over her. She gasped in surprise and looked up.

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"So you're just gonna jump right back into the story then, are you?"

"Well... yeah, that was the plan. Why, Hermione? Is there something wrong with that?"

"Something wrong???? Oh, I don't know, maybe the fact that you almost pulled the most used cliche out there?"

"I did? Which one?"

"The one where you ABANDON A FIC THAT PEOPLE LIKE! Cause your readers do seem to like this. For some reason that I haven't figured out yet anyway."

"I know, I know! I'm so so very sorry! It's just that... well, I... Okay, I don't have an excuse. Forgive me?"

"Whatever... I guess so, provided that you do mean to finish this?"

"I do! I really do!"

"Okay, you're forgiven"

"Woot! Wait... my readers like this? I have readers? So like, I have fans? Hee hee, that's so cool."

"Oh god..."

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"What are you doing in here!" Hermione yelped, frantically sinking further into the water. Thankfully the bubbles covered her wet body adequately. In her astonishment, she almost dropped her book into the depths of the bath, but managed to recover before it dipped more than a corner.

"I needed to talk to you..."

"And it couldn't wait? I'm taking a bath here!" Hermione blew a strand of wayward hair out of her eyes in frustration. She couldn't believe it. Here she was, in the privacy of the Prefects Bathroom, enjoying one of the few comforts she had, and this... this boy barges in and practically sees her naked!

"It couldn't, Hermione. It's really important. Something I've been trying to tell you for the longest time."

"Ron, what could be so important that you couldn't wait for me to get back to the common room?"...

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"HA! Betcha thought it was Draco, didn't you?"

"The Prefect bathroom automatically seals itself magically when someone enters."

"... Betcha thought it was Draco, didn't you?"

"I can't believe you had a guy walk in on me in the bath."

"But... Betcha thought it was... oh forget it."

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"Okay, fine, Ron. You have something to tell me. At least let me get out of the bath. Go over there and turn around. If you so much as peek while I'm getting out, I'll hex you so hard you'll be breathing through your toes for 3 weeks" Hermione growled at her friend. When Ron meekly obliged, she scrambled out of the tub, hastily grabbing a towel and wrapping it around her body. Thankfully the school provided bathsheets rather than towels. Glancing down at herself to make sure she was adequately covered, she turned around, only to squeal in alarm at the sight of Ron right in front of her.

"Hermione..." Ron placed his hands on her shoulders, stepping even closer. "I missed you this summer."

"Well, I missed you too, Ron" Hermione smiled weakly, backing off slightly to put a larger distance between them. "It was odd not seeing Harry or yourself over the hols, but things were so busy and all."

"But, did you miss me more than you missed Harry? I missed you so much it hurt. You're a part of me, Hermione. I don't think I realized how much I cared for you until you weren't there." Ron slid his hands over her shoulders and down her arms, holding her firmly.

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"What are you doing?"

"Nuh uh, Hermione. It is considered vastly, massively impolite to interrupt a writer when she's on a roll."

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"Well, I care for you too, Ron. You're one of my best friends. But how about I meet you in the common room and we can talk after I'm dressed, okay?" Hermione shrugged her shoulders, moving out of Ron's hold. She backed up, stiffening as she felt the cold stone wall on her back.

Ron quickly moved in, his eyes glancing down to the towel Hermione was now holding firmly about her. He lifted his hand, tracing a finger along the tip of it, just over her chest, hooking his index finger in the top, and lightly tugging. His breathing quickened. "Only as a friend, Hermione? I think we both know it's more than that. I'll show you it's more than that." He pressed against her, driving her back against the wall, his other hand wrapping in her hair.

Hermione swallowed hard, her eyes darting to the door, to the table where her wand lay, completely out of reach. Her hands clenched into fists around the terrycloth, holding it up as well as she could...

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"Ron! Heya! What's up?"

"I was gonna k... ki... kiss her?"

"No, Ron, you weren't just going to kiss me, according to our brainless author here."

"Huh?"

"Never mind Ron. Look, Just a Reader. Do you really think that Ron would be capable of what you were planning here? He turned beet red just trying to say the word Kiss. You are one sick, twisted puppy, let me tell you."

"Well, he wasn't gonna go through with it... I don't know why you stopped me. I was gonna have Draco blast down the door, swooping in with his brillant blonde hair shimmering in the steam from the bath, like a White Knight to the rescue! I'm practically swooning at the thought!"

"So what you're saying is you think it's vastly romantic to be on the verge of being raped?"

"Well, no. When you put it that way, it sounds all dirty and scary."

"It is. So don't even think about it."

"I'm sorry. Maybe we should just forget this chapter and have it be Crookshanks that surprised you in the bath after all."

"Yeah. Might be for the best."

"Wow. Now I feel icky."

"Wait... what was I gonna do? I don't get it."

"Never mind, Ron."

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Not the funniest chapter, but this is one of the cliches that bugs me the most in Harry Potter FanFiction, so I wanted it in here. I'm by no means trying to make rape seem funny or romantic. Next chapter will see some more interaction with Draco and Hermione, and maybe some Harry. And I promise it'll be out sooner than this one! Read and review!