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"You- you foul stinking rat! How dare you show your face here!" Hermione pulled out her wand, rage filling her from her toes to the red tips of her hair. "Shouldn't you have run off with Ginny and Dra …and HIM, or are you here to finish the job like you told your father last night?"

'Mione was seeing red and full of energy. She was damn sure she was going to get even with someone and since Blaise was the cause of all this… Her grip on her wand tightened.

But the confused look on Blaise's face stopped her from cursing him into the next decade.

Blaise took advantage of her momentary pause and tried getting a word in of his own. "Finish the job? Last night? Hermione- my father?!- What are you-"

"Don't bother with the innocent act Blaise," He must be acting, I SAW him. But doubt was already worming it's way through her mind, "I Saw you talking to your father last night, thought you could just waltz in and take me unawares eh? I must admit having Ginny attack me was actually a brilliant distraction and I really thought we might be friends but-"

"Granger wait, hold up a minute! Your not making any sense. You say you sawa me talking to my father last night. When?" Blaise spread his hands in front of himself try from the looks of it to sort ou t this 'new' information.

Good Act. 'Mione let out a great sigh. How long is he going to keep up this pointless façade? "About twelve-thirty and I DID see you."

"Granger" Blaise started dropping his hands, a low rumble in his voice. "Not only would I never, under any circumstances, speak to my father I was in the kitchens for over an hour after midnight curfew asking the house elves for some bloody 'Big Mac' Ginny begged me to get her." Blaise's voice slowly rose until he nearly shouted Big Mac. "Ask Dobby if you don't believe me."

"I will," 'Mione turned on her heel and stormed angrily out of the portrait. A Big Mac really, muggle food in a wizard kitchen. Pretty sorry explanation.

"Ms. Hermione! Wai-" The cat portrait yowled, but 'Mione was already long gone.

'Mione Swiftly made her way towards the kitchens, pushing roughly through the other students. No one. No one mess with me today. She thought as she stared darkly at the other students.

But as though her thoughts had called him, she was stopped by none other than Snape himself.

"Ah Ms. Granger," He sneered , "Not quite the student I was looking for but you'll do."

"What do you want professor?" Hermione snapped and Snape's face sank into a glower.

" Would you inform Ms. Weasley that I am very much aware of her intentions to create a polyjuice potion with the ingredients she stole from my room last week and I will take disciplinary action," Snape drawled.

"Ok Professor I'll make sure I mention it to her" Right before she tries to kill me again and what was it she said? Snape was rambling on about Hermione setting a bad example with her cat hair polyjuice potion fiasco in second year, but she had totally tuned him out. She said it was her… that she did it…

"Oh Bloody Hell!!" Mione yelled as the pieces finally fell into place The polyjuice potion ingredients… sending Blaise, who other than muggle clubs probably couldn't tell a telephone from a traffic light, to get muggle food in a wizard kitchen. How did I not notice this earlier!! She played us both for bloody fools.

Unfortunately Hermione had shouted right into the now very stunned face of her favorite potions teacher. Snape's feature's quickly changed from stunned to furious.

"Ms. Granger I would appreciate you no-"

"Ok bye professor!" 'mione smiled and sprinted back to her dorm before Snape could take points from gryffindor. She came to a skidding halt at the black cat portrait trying desperately to catch her breath

"So you finally got it did you?" The cat stretched luxuriantly in her frame, keeping one neon yellow eye on Hermione's wheezing frame. "Not much of a runner are you?"

'Mione having finally caught her breath, took her hands off her knees, and straightened up the best she could. This is just too much! First Ginny outright tells me she did it… then Blaise tells me he didn't do it and I didn't believe him… now even the bloody painting knows more about what's going on then I do!! Her black robes suddenly felt much, much heavier.

"What exactly is it that I've got?" 'Mione spat, her hands balled up at her sides, fingernails biting into her palms.

"That the little red-headed tart was their inside man." The cat started lapping calmly at her paws.

"So you knew too!" 'Mione choked out, fists tightening as she stepped closer staring down the oil paint eyes of the cat. "And you didn't think you should mention this to me!"

"I've hardly had a chance dearie, I've only known since last night and you've been sprinting in and out of here far too quickly for one to get a word in edge wise. I did get to tell the tall gentleman. Blaise? Yes that's right, I told him this morning. Poor boy he didn't take it very well"

'Mione couldn't take it any longer, "Gerbil Schnaps" she mumbled.

"Don't worry I've already informed Albus of what has occurred," The cat purred as Hermione slid into the head's common room.

"Did everyone know more about this?!" 'Mione yelled as soon as the portrait slid into place. Collapsing onto the sofa she screamed into the fluffy red cushions.

"As it seems Ms. Granger, that would be the case."

'Mione's head shot up at the sound of the intruder;s voice.

Hey everyone I'm so so so so sorry I've been on hiatus for so long! Between college apps, acceptances, tech problems and some such other nonsense I've been pretty busy busy. BUT THERE IS NO EXCUSE FOR WHY I TOOK SO LONG AND I FEEL HORRIBLE! NO WORRIES I'M BACK AND BETTER THAN EVER! And I already have part of the next chapter written and know where the whole story is going now! So again I am terribly terribly sorry!

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