Chapter 11: Obliviate

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot, Cameron and the Book of truth, everything else is J.K.'s.

Cameron had ushered her up seven floors before finally pausing outside of the Fat Lady's portrait. She made to step away from him, but was embraced yet again by him.

"Get some sleep luv, or you'll be tried for your classes tomorrow. Besides, you have a big weekend ahead of you."

She couldn't help but to smile as he made a show of trying to sound strict while smiling the entire time.

"I will, thanks again for walking me, I may have gone insane before even getting here."

He shrugged nonchalantly as he kissed her cheek. Before she knew what was happening, she had grabbed him around the neck and had started to snog him in the middle of the hall. That was until someone ripped him out of her grasp.

George Weasley was standing over a sprawled Cameron, wand pointed at the boy's bits, fire burning in his eyes, and a sneer where his usual boyish smile was.

'Oh no you don't,' she thought as she cast a silent expeliarmus charm at him. At the sudden loss of his wand, he turned his heated gaze from Cameron to her, and it immediately softened.

"Hermione please give me back my wand." He asked, slightly smiling at her hoping it would win her over.

She just tucked his wand into her pocket while continuing to point her wand at him. George noticed that she had yet to lower it, and thought it in his best interest to bring his hands halfway up in a mock surrender.

"Now then, just what do you think you were doing?"

He seemed at a loss for words, that was until a very unlikely person came out of the shadows of one of the suit of armors.

"I think I can answer that one," Draco said.

"What are you doing here Ferret? Haven't you caused enough damage?"

"What damage Weasley? I'm just making a point to allow Hermione to know which one of us is her soul mate."

Cameron seemed to blanch at this as he looked between George and Draco. Hermione just stared at Draco, seeming uncertain in her move to have disarm George while Draco was present.

"She can't know yet, she's not ready, she'll just reject him as soon as she finds out."

"Reject who George? Who is it that's my soul mate that I will reject?"

While this interaction was being made, Cameron had been signaling Draco to cast a spell on Hermione. Having finally understood what the Ravenclaw was trying to sign, Draco cast a silent stupefy.

The bookworm crumpled where she was standing, allowing George to get up from his spot on the floor and retrieve his wand from inside her pocket.

"What now?" Cameron asked no one in particular. However, it was George who answered, "We'll have to obliviate the past hour from her memory. Remove every trace of the fight, and the rumors going around. I'll stick her in the common room an then we start on as much damage control as we can before she comes to. I don't want her hearing anything about this soul mate stuff until she's ready."

"What about us?" Draco asked, an air of unease settling over the three while they discussed the girls fate.

"I would prefer if you didn't tell her who her soul mate is until later, and as for you," he rounded on Cameron this time, "If you can, cancel your date with her for Saturday. Neither of you is to come near until she has decided to reject me or keep me."

Draco smiled inwardly knowing the she would be crushed when Cameron broke off their date, which would just push her closer to him and the Dark Lord. Hopefully George didn't catch on though before then.

"Alright, I'll do the obliviate, then take her inside. Draco tell the Slytherins to lay off or stick to their snickering…"

"What makes you think I would listen to what you say?"

"Because I saw Snape warn you about staying away from her, and you wouldn't want him to find out that you disobeyed him, do you?"

The blond turned pale at the mention of his uncle, he had been warned to be careful about making his presence know in the game, but he couldn't help intruding on the moment.

"Fine," he grumbled and stalked off toward the dungeons.

George then turned to the other boy and gave him a once over.

"Get Luna to help you, but make sure the rest of the castle knows that the rumors are not true. If you don't I will send my little sister after you."

Ginny's Bat-Bogey-Hex was Castle renowned as the worst curse to hit Hogwarts since the Marauders had terrorized the halls. The Brunette just gave a quick nod before he too set off back towards his own tower.

George knelt over the still unconscious Hermione and gave her a small kiss on her brow. He then took his wand and placed it against her temporal lobe.

"Obliviate," he whispered, and watched as the last hour unwound before his eyes.

Once finished, he picked her up and carried her into the common room. Setting her on the couch in front of the fire, he cast a notice-me-not and let her wake up on her own while he went to reason with the Gryffindor's about forgetting the rumors in front of her.