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One of The Guys

Chapter Five

The Lesson and the couple (Edit 2/21/09)

After dinner was finished and everyone was retuning to his or her common rooms Hermione quickly broke off and made her way down the familiar hallway where her head of house's office was. She reached the room and knocked.

The professor was already waiting for her. She pointed to the seat in front of her and Hermione eagerly sat down. McGonagall moved and stood in front of her.

"Evening, Miss Granger," She said. "Wand out." Hermione did as she was told. "Point it at yourself." McGonagall did this as well. "And say 'Tonma Itahw tubma Iohw Tonmai', and mean it." McGonagall then redemonstrated.

Once again the male version of her head of house stood in front of her. Hermione was now getting nervous. What if when she changed back she was stuck with hormones from both sexes. She shuddered and looked back at her professor.

"Well?" McGonagall asked.

Hermione shuddered again and nodded. She pulled out her wand and recited, "Tonma Itahw tubma Iohw Tonmai." She felt a tingly sensation run through her face. It was a familiar feeling. She usually felt it when she was embarrassed and now she knew her face was flushed. She closed her eyes and waited for the feeling to pass.

"Ahem," McGonagall coughed.

Hermione opened her eyes. Mcgonagall was smiling at her and her hands were clasped together.

"15 points to Gryffindor!" She cried.

"I did it?" she asked.

"Not quite, but very close," Her teacher said, "None of my students have ever come as close as you have on their first try."

Hermione smiled. "What did I change?" She asked.

"Your face," She answered. Hermione wanted to see a mirror but before she could open her mouth in shock. She looked so different and yet so very much the same.

After a few moments of Letting Hermione admire herself, McGonagall reversed the spells affects and told her to do it again.

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Ginny was sitting in the common room on one of the squishy chairs, facing the fire. In the chair next to her she had her schoolbooks piled up and a half written scroll for potions.

She heard talking behind her and twisted her head around the chairs back to see her brother talking to the new girl. They were whispering but because she was close enough she could hear parts of their conversation.

"—Date tonight?" Evie said. She learned closer to Ron and asked very quietly, "When?"

"During Dinner," Ron answered. He was turned away from her, so Ginny couldn't read his face, but his voice sounded funny.

Now Ginny was confused. Was he asking Evie out? Didn't he just ask Padma out? "Face it, Ginny, Ron's an asshole," She mumbled to herself.

"Well, if it makes you feel better, if I was—" Evie went low and mouthed the rest of her sentence out so Ginny couldn't hear. "—With you."

"Ewwwwwwww!" Ron called but he was smiling all the same, "It does kind of make me feel better but disturbed all the same…Actually, now that I think about it, how about you—Me, tonight, I can make all your dre—"

"No, Ron," Evie said and abruptly turned away.

They stopped talking and continued with their homework leaving an eavesdropping Ginny to be very confused. She had no clue what they were talking about when in actuality Evie was just comforting Ron over being dumped.

Ginny didn't have time to ponder what they were doing when someone moved her things from the chair next to her to the floor next to her. It was Neville. She smiled at him as he sat down and she quietly noted the deep blush on his cheeks.

"Are you ok, Neville?" She asked.

He looked at his hands and nodded. "I just wanted to talk to you. Since you're not doing anything and neither am I and since were both not doing anything, do you want to hang out? In a nonromantic way, of course, if you're uncomfortable or it could be a date if you wanted it to be one—"

Ginny looked at him confused. He was speaking all in one breath and she was having a hard time understanding him. "Neville you're babbling."

He smiled. "I don't babble. I mean I know I mumble, and I know I pronounce words wrong, but I don't babble," He said and then blushed.

"Neville," Ginny said smiling, "Don't sweat it. It's cute that you babble." It was true, most of the time she was around Neville he was stuttering and babbling. At first the way he talked annoyed her but their joint friendship with Hermione exposed her to him to the point she was use to it, even found it adorable. But she admittedly liked Neville better when she could understand what he was saying.

"Ok, you don't babble. Now, you're rambling," she corrected, but quickly cut him off before he could say another word on the subject, "You wanted to talk?"

Neville looked uncomfortable. "Um yeah, I uh, I wanted to say that I like… thatIlikeyouandwanttogooutwithyoubutonlyifyouwantto."

Ginny stared at him, "excuse me?" she asked.

"Sorry, I guess I was out of line--" he began to say as he stood stiffly.

"Out of what line? What are you talking about and what did you say earlier, I couldn't understand you."

Neville breathed in and out. He squeezed his eyes shut and began to speak in a deliberately slow voice, but his body was tense and Ginny could tell he wanted disappear, "I like you and I want to go on a date with you…but that's only if you want to."

Ginny smiled sweetly at him as he looked down at his feet.

Neville was ok but she never imagined going out with him. She never really thought of him as boyfriend material. I mean sure she flirted with him but he was a guy and she flirted with all guys and it was usually him who started it. It was only natural to flirt back, Right?

She watched as He fidgeted nervously. She thought and understood that he must really like her because he asked her out and he's never had the courage to ask anyone out, which was sad for a seventh year boy.

"Sure… Neville," She didn't even hear herself answer. She liked Neville but not the way he liked her and she didn't want to lose their friendship by hurting him by answering no.

He looked so happy it was tearing her up by leading him on like this.

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Wow, this chapter is obnoxiously short.

(A/N: This is the conversation between Evie and Ron in the common room that Ginny was listening into.)

"—Date tonight?" Evie said. She learned closer to Ron and asked very quietly, "When?"

"She broke your date tonight?" Harry said. He leaned closer to Ron and asked very quietly, "When?"

"Well, if it makes you feel better, if I was—" Evie went low and mouthed the rest of her sentence out so Ginny couldn't hear. "—With you."

"Well, if it makes you feel better, if I was really a girl," Harry went low and mouthed the last part of the sentence out. "I'd go out with you?"

A/N: Another edit, review if you want to.