Chapter 3

Hermione woke up, only to see Ginny's face smirking above her. "What?" she asked sleepily.

"I hear that you… are going out with Janix Zabini," she said smugly crossing her arms. Hermione rolled off the bed, looking at Ginny as if she was a lunatic.

"W-what," her mouth closed, then opened, making her look an awful like a fish.

Ginny rolled her eyes, "Oh please, like you didn't know," Hermione could've slapped her, if she wasn't her best friend, 'Just what I need,' She hurriedly put her clothes on and ran out the door. When she approached the common room, she found Helga.

"Oi, Helga!" Hermione yelled, "Is it true?" Helga looked around when she spotted Hermione she smiled.

"Wouldn't you know, I mean you're the one who accepted?" her pretty voice rang out. Hermione shook her head, desperately trying to catch her breath. Helga motioned for Hermione to follow her, 'Janix, you fucking idiot,' Hermione thought, as she followed Helga. They finally stopped in front of a crowd. "Um, excuse me," she said, while pushing way through the crowd. Hermione followed suit, Helga pointed at a poster. Hermione's eyes widened, considerably, there, on a sleek poster was Hermione's picture smiling. 'Where the hell did they get my picture?' Underneath the picture in medieval font: Hermione, my love, will you go out with me? Hermione laughed, never has she had such a ridiculous request in such a ridiculous fashion. She laughed so hard, tears were in her eyes.

"Are you crying?" asked a deep voice, Hermione jumped and turned around when her eyes finally laid on Tom Riddle. 'Oh, shit!'

"Yes, I am crying, tears of joy," she said sarcastically. Tom smirked, how… curious. Hermione rolled her eyes then asked, "Where the hell is Nix?" Riddle frowned, cussing is not a way for a lady to act. "Oi, earth to Riddle?" she waved her hand in front of Tom.

"He's in the library," Tom said absentmindedly.

"Hey, Hermione," Ron shouted, he was in the middle of being squished by two girls squealing in his ear. "Ow! Come on Mione, a little help would be nice," Hermione grinned, same old Ron, "Ow!" another squeal from the girl on his right. Hermione dragged him out, almost falling on her face, when someone caught her.

"Surprise, surprise," Nix said smirking as he caught her. Hermione stepped back hurriedly.

"Ahem, er… yeah, about that poster…" Hermione began. Nix's smirk widened, (if that's even possible) and he stepped closer with a feral grin.

"Yes….?" He urged. 'Oh, god, if I say no, everyone's going to hate me, if I say yes, I'll have the world's most annoying boyfriend,' Hermione rolled her eyes, something that she's been doing a lot, anyways, she pushed him back.

"You idiot, normal people ask, NOT, set up random posters around their schools asking them to go out," she ranted, "and the answer to that poster's question is a NO," she stressed the no, earning a deadly, silent, crowd, who sent her murderous glares. Hermione shivered 'One, two and three,' on three, there was a loud "Get her!" and a very, very fast Hermione. While she was in the middle of her record breaking sprint someone grabbed her and pulled her in a closet. "Ouch!" she swore and glared at a blonde, handsome boy who grinned at her.

"Well, whaddya know, the new kid," Caleo Malfoy said, rather smugly, and then laughed. "Seems like you've got yourself an adventure,"

"You've got no idea," muttered Hermione, "anyways, what the hell was that? Do you just grab people running down the hallway and shove them in the closets, and lock them in?"

"You forgot that i ravish them afterwards," he said, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Hermione raised her eyebrows, "Hmmm, I'd pass, and actually, I'd like to leave, if your highness doesn't mind," her eyebrows raised higher, when she saw that he raised his wand at her, eyes darkening.

"Riddle," he said coldly, "get out," Tom Riddle twirled his wand casually, as if there wasn't a boy trying to murder him.

"To busy ravishing her?" he chuckled, "better put that wand back, before you get hurt, boy" he spat the "boy" out venomously.

"Umm, excuse me, I hate to interrupt this rather lovely reunion," Hermione said, rather shakily, after seeing a small glimpse of Riddle's anger. She was glad that the closet was dark, since her knees were shaking. "Oh, and Caleo, give me my wand back, I'm not that stupid," Caleo smirked, but gave her wand back. Hermione walked towards the door, shaking her head, "Excuse me, Riddle," Tom smirked, stepping back gracefully. 'It's a crime to look so good and be SO evil,' she thought dreamily. She slapped herself 'God Hermione, you sound like a lovesick fool,'

"Hey, Mione, where'd you go?" Ron called out as he showed up from behind a tapestry. He paled when he saw Riddle, almost choking an air. "Hermione, w-what a-are you d-doing," he squeaked unattractively. Hermione smirked, it was fun seeing Ron in such a nervous state.

"Come on Ron, let's go find Harry," she said as she turned to enter the Slytherin corridor. When she reached the portrait, the portrait was a picture of a snake with ruby eyes, it hissed at her.

"Passssssssssword, pleasssssssse," its tongue flicked in and out.

"Passssssword," Hermione mocked, earning a glare, the Slytherin thought they were smart and tried to use Password as their password, but that's just stupid. The portrait opened reluctantly. "Harry!" she called, "where the hell are you?" Harry turned up with a book in hand. Hermione raised her eyebrows, "Are you studying?" she asked incredulously.

Harry smirked, "You really underestimate me, don't you?" he rolled his eyes, "actually I was doing some research, not lollygagging around,"

Hermione's mouth gaped open, "Hey! I'm not lollygagging," Harry grinned.

"Really, what about that magnificent poster?" Harry retaliated sarcastically. Hermione shook her heads smiling back.

"Anyways, what are you researching about," she asked, avoiding the "poster" topic.

"Hmmm… when the time comes I shall let you know," Harry said with a fake medieval accent.

"Come on, please, please, please, with a cherry on top," she whined. He shook his head, Hermione stuck her tongue out.

"Very, mature, Jinx," drawled Draco.

"Oh, put a sock in it," Hermione was sick of Draco's prickly attitude. She left the Slytherin common room, only to run into Tom Riddle.

"Jinx? What are you doing here?" he asked, his voice silky smooth, Hermione sniffed, there was a scent in the air, an almost sickly sweet smell.

"Just visiting Harry," she said anxiously, she didn't like that smell, not at all.

"Well," he simply responded. Hermione moved around him, careful not to touch him. Then she ran, she finally could name the odor. It was blood.

She ran some more, but then stopped when she saw a trail of the red liquid, Hermione followed it when it turned to a sharp left leading her to the closet, the exact one that Caleo pulled her into. Her breath stopped when she opened the door, there, on the ground, was Caleo, dead, with a pool of blood around him.

A/N: oooo How's a little mystery? Thanks for the reviews, but I want more! (I'm a greedy person)

I have a question: is james and lily potter the same age as Minerva Mcgonagall? Would they have been if they were alive?

I don't know how to word this question, but I'm sure you smart kiddies know what I mean.