"Hermione?" Hermione stopped screaming. She also stopped running. She turned to face the person from which the familiar Bulgarian accent had come from.

"Victor?" she asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I live here," Victor replied, "What are you doing here?"

"I didn't know you lived in Hogsmeade!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Um, Hermione, you're in Bulgaria."

"I am?!" Hermione turned around in a full circle, looking around at Bulgaria.

"I wonder where Voldy went?" She asked herself. Her voice taking on a dreamy quality.

"I'm right here!" Voldemort called, stepping out from behind a bush.

"Voldy! Why aren't you running and screaming?" Hermione asked.

"I'm waiting for you, running and screaming is no fun when you do it alone, and make this conversation fast, I'm hoping to get to Japan before nightfall."

"But we're going in the wrong direction," Hermione pointed out.

"Oh yeah, you're right, we are going in the wrong direction."

"So what do we do now?"

"I've got it, we stay here for the night, and run screaming back to Hogwarts in the morning."

"That's a good plan, Victor, do you mind if we stay here for the night?"

"Uh, sure," Victor responded.

"That Weasley kid would have never said yes," Voldemort said.

Hermione gasped. "Are you trying to get me to dump Ron and go out with Victor instead?" She scolded.

"Hey! That was my idea!" Voldemort burst out crying.

"It was a pretty good idea," Victor prompted. Trying not to seem to obvious.

"Hey, it was a good idea," Hermione said, "Victor, thank you, Voldy, thank you too, you're a life saver."

"I am?" Voldemort wiped away his tears.

"Yes Voldy, you are, I think I will dump Ron and go out with Victor instead!"

Yes Voldemort made a silent cheer.

Yes Victor made a silent cheer.

"Hey, wait a minute!?" Hermione said abruptly, the dreamy tone that she had held for a couple of minutes instantly disappearing, her eyes narrowing, her face reddened, and her voice lowered to practically a growl.

Uh oh Voldemort thought. He just remembered that Hermione could read minds and probably saw his evil plans.

"What?" Victor squeaked, seeing the rage building on Hermiones face.

"BOTH OF YOUR NAMES START WITH A V AND MINE STARTS WITH AN H WHICH SO DOES NOT WORK!!!!!" She exploded. Stomping her foot.

"Um, what?" Victor asked.

"I mean, Voldemort and Victor both start with a V, but Hermione starts with an H so we cant have any cool name for the three of us," Hermione whined.

"I don't get it," Voldemort said.

"Well, when I was friends with Harry and Ron everybody called us the trio, but the trio wont work for us because everybody will think that it's me, Harry and Ron, but it's not, and since my name doesn't start with a V our group name cant be 'The Three Vs' and 'The Two Vs and an H' just sounds stupid," Hermione cried.

"What if we just find another person to join our group and we become The Four?" Voldemort offered. Trying to comfort his screaming and running buddy.

"But who?" Hermione sniffed.

"I know this girl," Voldemort said, "Her names Mandy."

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"Mandy! You have some visitors!" Bridget called from the front.

"Coming!" Mandy called back. She quickly checked her outfit before walking out.

"Hey Mandy!" Voldemort called. Waving at the barely dressed girl.

"Oh, hi," Mandy replied with absolutely no enthusiasm.

"Mandy, would you like to join out group so that we can be called The Four?" Voldemort asked.

"The what?"

"The Four, Hermione realized that the name 'the trio' has already been taken, and we need a catchy name for us, so we decided on The Four the only problem is that there are only three of us."

"So you want me to join your group just so you can have the name 'the four?'"

"Yep."

Mandy shrugged. "What the heck, we've got Minerva bringing in crowds, nobody's gonna miss me."