Readers! I am sorry that the chapter is short! I know I've been told to make them longer but the next chapter is going to be long sooo......yeah. :) Sorry about that. But I do hope you like this chapter, I needed to put a real side of Hermione in the story so it doesn't look like she's turned to the dark side or a psycho bad girl or anything. (haha, that would be pretty bizarre)

Oh! One more thing before you start, (you will understand what I mean when you see it,) the notes they write to each other are supposed to be in a cool, oldstyle handwriting that sort of brings out their personalities, but unfortunately :( when submitting the document, the font's didn't come through. Just keep that in mind. ( I do promise that there won't be this much commentary in bold next story, lol)

Disclaimer: I don't deserve to own such greatness. The next day, in Potions class.

We have been told to read pages 231 to page 247. After one quick sweep of the class I mustered one summary for today's Potions 101, which is that no one is reading at all. Professor Snape is gone today, which is strange. Even stranger that Madam Pompfrey has been left in charge. That poor woman, I really do feel sorry for her. She doesn't deserve the trouble she has been put to teach.

"Now class!" She said in her usual chiming tone, except, at the moment it sounded annoyed past the normal extent. "Will you please settle your selves? You all are acting like plants pulled from their roots!" She stared out at our mischievous class, put on a pouty face, made a 'humph' noise, and sat down in her chair to write.

"Get a load of Ron." Harry said motioning to my red-headed friend who was snoring like an old man with a terrible throat disease.

"Goodness," I said through senseless giggling, "the Whomping Willow could not possibly make so much noise!" Now looking at Ron and Harry, I came to realize that I genuinely missed my friends when I was away from them, being concerned with my 'challenges' and 'being bad' plan.

Suddenly, in the middle of my conversation with Harry, something hit me smack dab in the back of the head. I looked to see a paper plane with a crumpled point lying on my desk. I rubbed the back of my head, though it really didn't hurt, and turned to greet my attacker.

"Malfoy? Whatever happened to just talking, and why throw paper when-"

"Don't waste your breath and just read the note, Granger" he said exasperatingly, rolling his eyes sarcastically, making me want to slap him. I couldn't believe that I once thought he could change.

"So rude," I muttered while opening the note which read…

In this next and final challenge, I am allowing you to choose between two options. After choosing one and completing it you will officially be recognized as the troublesome Gryffindor you seek to become. . .

One. You turn Pompfrey into a Blubbering Bulb-root. (Ha, there would be no differences there.)

Two. You levitate Weasley out of the class while he is snoring his brains out. (If you can get that Potter out of here I'll give you bonus points.)

If you choose not to accept the challenge… we will talk it over later.

D.M

When I was done reading the note, I bit my lip. After a brief minute for thinking I briskly concluded that some things must change. I irately took out my quill and wrote beneath his words.

Malfoy,

I most certainly accept your challenge, though you will find out which option I choose when it happens… and we most certainly need to talk things over later regardless.

-Hermione

With that, I did not even bother putting a flying charm or folding the paper back to the ornately shaped plane it used to be. I simply crumbled the parchment and launched it at Malfoy's face.

I couldn't help but smile as the paper hit its mark.

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