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A/N This whole chapter is a flashback in different point of views. And most likely, they all will be, except the last chapter. So no italic for a while.

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Last chapter,

"And what, might I ask, is going on here?"

Now,

Everyone turned to see a very pissed off Snape glaring daggers at Ron and Cedric, who, in turn, glanced over at Seven, who was staring at the scene wide-eyed.

Snape followed their gaze and sneered at Seven.

"Well, Miss Potter, you don't seem very ill to me." Snape snapped at her.

"Well, you see sir-" Seven started.

"Silence" Snape sneered. "If I wanted excuses, I would have asked for them. Now, what seems to be the problem?"

Cedric glanced over at Seven one more time before saying,

"Well, professor-" Was all he got out before Seven interrupted him.

"It was my fault, professor." She said.

"Why am I not surprised?" Said the ever sarcastic Severus Snape. "And how, exactly, is this…incident… your fault, Miss Potter?"

"Well, um, Cedric and I were talking and he misunderstood something I said about Ronald here, and what he thought I said looks like it wasn't good." God she hoped he bought it.

"And what were you doing talking to Mr. Diggory when you were supposed to be in my class?" Hook, line and sinker.

"I was running late, so I figured that you wouldn't want me in the class at all if I didn't think it prudent to show up on time…And I happened to run into Cedric." So what if it was only half true?

"Detention, Miss Potter, and twenty five points from Gryffindor. And fifteen points from Hufflepuff and detention (1), Mr. Diggory, for physically attacking another student under no grounds whatsoever. Weasley! Hospital wing, now." And with that Snape billowed out of the sight of the five teenagers.

"Well, you heard him; I need to go to the hospital wing." Ron said to Cedric, who hadn't let go of the front of the red-head's robes since he had thrown Ron against the wall,

Cedric let go of Ron as if burned.

"This isn't over, Weasley." Cedric told him dangerously before walking back over to Seven, who was holding his bag, which he promptly took from her and slung it over his shoulders.

"Come with me, I have something that will help with that bruise." Cedric told Seven.

"Thanks," She said. "Bye Dean, Seamus…Ronald."

"Bye Seven." Seamus said to her.

"See you later, Sev." Dean called out to Seven as she and Cedric walked away.

Once Cedric and Seven were out of sight, Dean and Seamus turned to Ron.

"Why did Cedric Diggory punch you in the face just now?" Dean asked Ron.

"Who knows? He's mental, that one." Ron answered. "Now, I need to get to the hospital wing."

Seamus and Dean looked at each other.

"We'll see you at lunch, Ron. We've got stuff to do." Seamus said before he and Dean walked away from Ron, having a whispered conversation together, while Ron went to the hospital wing.

-The Next Day-

Seven, who was wearing a form-fitting belly shirt that showed off her pierced navel and had a football in the background that said 'It's not a game…' on the front and 'It's a way of life' on the back and short running shorts, was walking to the Quidditch pitch, football in hand, planning on working on her foot work.

She loved Saturdays, but she had an odd attachment to Wednesdays that made them her favorite.

Seven was juggling the ball with her feet and knees when she heard someone walk up behind her.

Catching her football in her hands, she turned to see Seamus and Dean, each holding a football, watching her.

"Hey guys." Seven greeted. "What're you up to?"

"Hey Seven, I'm just going to see if I can teach Seamus here how to play football." Dean said.

"Oh, I wanna help!" Seven exclaimed, running over to them.

"Cool, I could use all the help I can get." Dean stated.

"Hey!" Seamus said indigently.

"I was just stating the truth." Dean told him.

Seamus stuck his tongue out at Dean.

For the next three hours Dean and Seven taught Seamus the wonderful game of muggle football. He wasn't good.

"C'mon guys, let's get some lunch." Seven said as Seamus got hit in the head with a ball for the eighteenth time.

"I think that's a good idea." Seamus said as Dean nodded.

As they were eating, Fred Weasley walked over to them at the Gryffindor table and sat down across from Seven, making Seamus fall to the floor.

"Hello Seven," Fred said as he piled food onto his plate.

"Hey Fred, where's George?" Seven asked. It was rare to see one Weasley twin with out the other.

"Dunno, haven't seen 'im since breakfast." Fred answered with a shrug. "Hey, did you hear 'bout Ron?"

"What about him?" Seamus asked as he sat back down.

"Well, seems Cedric Diggory punched him yesterday and he wanted payback. Cornered him, Ron did, in the courtyard." Seven groaned as she put her head in her hands.

"Who's in the hospital wing?" She asked.

"Both of 'em I think. Cedric for bruised knuckles and a split lip, but I think Ron's gonna have to stay over night. A mild concussion, broken finger and a sprained ankle, I think that's what Pomfrey told me anyway." Fred told Seven, who sighed.

Just then, Cedric walked into the Great Hall, giving a small wave to Seven who smiled in return.

"Hey Seven," Dean said after everyone went back to eating.

"Yeah?" Seven asked as she finished off her slice of watermelon.

"You know how there's a Hogsmeade trip tomorrow?" Seven nodded. "Well, Iwaswonderingifyou'dgowithme."

"What?" Seven didn't speak gibberish. Now, Pig Latin, that's whole other story.

"I was wondering if you'd go to Hogsmeade with me tomorrow." Dean repeated slowly.

"Oh. Yeah, okay." Seven said while grabbing a few strawberries and squeezing the juice into her orange juice.

"Really?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, sounds like fun." Seven gave him a smile before taking a sip of her orange juice and standing up.

"I'll see you guys later, I've gotta get some stuff done." And with that she walked out of the Great Hall for a nice long shower and a change of clothes.

Once Seven was out of sight, Seamus and Fred rounded on Dean.

"I can't believe you just asked out Seven Potter, mate." Seamus stated, wide eyed.

"Why?" Dean asked.

"'Cause she's one of the hottest girls at Hogwarts." Fred supplied in a voice that screamed 'Duh'.

"And she said yes. Oh, I pity you, mate." Seamus said before biting into his ham and cheese sandwich.

"What do you mean? What's wrong with her?" Dean asked, getting defensive.

"Nothing's wrong with her." Fred said.

"It's just… I heard a rumor that Diggory likes her." Seamus said.

"Really? I heard Montague liked her. And Davies, and Nott, and Moon, and Finch-Fletchley, and Zabini and even Viktor Krum! And I think George has a thing for her." Fred said to Seamus.

"What?" Dean asked, not believing what his friends were saying. But, he went ignored.

"I thought George fancied Alicia Spinnet?" Seamus half asked.

"I did too." Fred said. "But George is as unpredictable as me."

Just then George sat down next to Dean and started piling food onto his plate, much the same way as his twin.

"And where have you been?" Fred asked his younger brother by six minutes.

"Hmm? Oh, um, nowhere. What have I missed?" George asked.

"Oh not much," Fred answered. "Just the bloke sitting next to you asking out Seven Potter."

George promptly spat out the mouth full of water that he was about to swallow.

"What?" He asked, turning to look at Dean.

"And she said yes." Seamus told George.

"You know, I'm not that hungry anymore. I'll see you guys later." And with that, George promptly left the Great Hall.

"I think you're right about George fancying Seven, Fred." Seamus said.

Fred nodded.

-The Next Morning-

Seven was just finishing her toast when a school owl landed in front of her.

She took the letter from the owl and, after a few sips of Seven's juice (strawberry, watermelon, pineapple and orange juice mixed together by Seven herself), the bird took off.

Seven opened the short letter and read.

Miss Potter,

Your detention is scheduled for today, starting at 9:00am and ending at 4:00pm with professor Snape.

Signed,

Albus Percival Wolfric Brian Dumbledore

Seven sighed. Looks like she wouldn't be going to Hogsmeade with Dean today.

She looked up in time to see Dean sit down with Seamus a little farther down the table from her.

Seven hated letting people down.

"Hey Dean," Seven said as she sat down next to him.

"Oh, hey Seven. What time do you want to leave?" Dean asked her. Did she mention she really hated letting people down?

"Dean…" Seven started. She sighed when Dean looked at her questionably. "I can't go to Hogsmeade today."

"What? Why?" Dean asked with wide eyes.

Seven sighed for the third time in as many minutes.

"You know that detention I got a few days ago?" She asked.

"Yeah…"

"Well… Here, just read this." Seven said as she passed Dean the letter.

"Oh," Dean said after he finished reading the letter.

"I promise I'll go with you next visit." Seven stated quickly.

"You don't have to, Seven." Dean said.

"But I want to make it up to you. If not Hogsmeade, then a picnic or something. I gotta go, or I'll be late, I'll make it up to you, I promise." Seven said giving Dean a small peck on the cheek before running out of the Great Hall.

"Why's she in such a hurry?" Seamus asked, not paying the least bit of attention to Dean and Seven's conversation.

"Seven can't come to Hogsmeade today. She has detention with Snape all day for skipping class." Dean told him.

"All day?" Seamus asked disbelievingly.

"Yeah," Dean said.

"What do you think he'll make her do?" Seamus asked.

"I don't know. Probably make her clean the potions classroom with a toothpick or something." Dean told Seamus as Ron walked over to them and sat down in the seat Seven had occupied a few minutes earlier.

"What're you guys talking about?" He asked them.

"Seven's detention today with Snape," Seamus told him.

"Oh yeah, forgot about that." Ron stated. "So, she's not going to Hogsmeade today?"

"Nope, broke ikkle Deanie's heart, she did." Seamus chuckled.

"What?" Ron asked.

"She did not! I'm just a little disappointed s'all." Dean defended.

"What are you talking about now?" Ron butted in.

"Yesterday I asked Seven to go with me to Hogsmeade. She said yes, and then got a letter this morning saying she had detention all day today. Said she'd make it up to me though, she said, and I quote, if not Hogsmeade, then a picnic or something." Dean told him.

"Really?" Seamus asked.

"You were there, Seamus." Dean said, exasperated.

"That doesn't mean anything!" Seamus stated.

Dean rolled his eyes.

-Seven's POV-

'I hope I don't have to do anything too bad.' Seven thought to her self as she came to the Potions classroom door and knocking softly.

"Enter." Snape's voice called threw the door.

"Hello, professor." Seven greeted as she walked into the room.

"Miss Potter," Snape sneered. "You will be cleaning the classroom. The cleaning supplies are in the corner." He pointed to the far corner to the left.

"Yes, sir." Was the only thing Seven said as she walked over to the corner.

To her relief, there was no toothbrush or anything of the sort, just a mop, a bucket of water, soap, rubber gloves and rags.

By the time four o'clock rolled around, Seven had finished and the classroom was the cleanest it's been in over ten years. Not that Snape will tell her that, mind.

Seven didn't say anything the whole time, unless you count "Yes, sir" when Snape pointed out she had missed a spot.

"That is all Miss Potter, you may go now."

"Thank you, sir. Bye." Seven said before leaving the spotless classroom.

Even though she didn't have lunch, Seven wasn't hungry. So she decided to head up to Gryffindor tower and relax.

There was still an hour left of the Hogsmeade visit, so there weren't many people in the common room when Seven entered. There were mostly first and second years, but there were also a couple sixth and seventh years.

"Hey Seven," A voice called as Seven sat down. She turned to see it was Angelina Johnson.

"Hey Angie," Seven replied.

"Why weren't you at Hogsmeade?" Angelina asked as she sat down next to Seven.

"I had detention with Snape. I had to clean the Potions classroom top to bottom." Seven told her, giving a tired sigh. "Did you see Dean while you were there?" She asked.

"Yeah, in the Three Broomsticks. Why?"

"I was supposed to go to Hogsmeade with him today, but Dumbledore sent a letter this morning telling me I had detention all day. I don't know how I'll make it up to him." Seven stated.

"Why'd you have detention?" Angelina asked her.

Seven smiled.

"I skived off Potions and hung out with Cedric Diggory."

"Really?" Seven nodded. "What did you talk about?" Angelina asked with enthusiasm.

"The Tournament, mostly, and… Ronald." Seven answered slowly.

"Why Ron?"

"It's not important." Seven told her.

"Does it have anything to do with why Cedric punched Ron the other day?"

"How'd you know about that?" Seven asked her.

"News travels fast 'round here. Now, does it?" Angelina answered.

"Yeah," Seven said after a few seconds.

"So, what was said that made Cedric go after Ron?"

Seven sighed.

"The day before… You know how Ron has jealousy problems?" Angelina nodded. "Well… He…"

"He what?" Angelina asked.

Seven took a deep breath before saying,

"He shoved me into the corner of that table over there." She pointed to a study table that was waist high and in an out of the way corner.

"WHAT!" Angelina shouted.

"Cedric gave me something for the bruise, it's almost gone now." Seven said, ignoring what Angelina said.

"You know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna owl his mother." Angelina said as she stood up and started for the portrait hole.

"Angelina, wait!" Seven called her.

Angelina turned and looked at Seven.

"You can't do that." Seven said.

"Why not?"

"Because if you do, then she'll send him a Howler, then the whole school will know. Please Angelina; I've got it under control." Seven pleaded.

Angelina sighed in defeat.

"Fine," She said. "I won't send his mum a letter. But can I still make his life miserable?"

"So long as you don't get caught, I don't see why not. But no attacking him." Seven told her.

"Okay, you'd better have this under control like you say you do, or I'll take care of it myself." Angelina told her as the common room started filling up with Hogsmeade visitors.

"Thanks Angie." Seven said. "C'mon, let's get some dinner." And with that she and Angelina walked out of the portrait hole and down to the Great Hall.

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A/N Ten pages! Holy crap! Don't expect all the chapters to be this long, I just started typing and couldn't stop. I really don't like the name of this fic, so if you have any ideas PLEASE let me know in a review.

1) Cedric punched one of Snape's least favorite students; of course he wouldn't punish him too bad.

Now for review answers.

Anna Leese (AKA my first flame): The Girl!Harry type of fic really isn't very unique. And Seven...I couldn't think of another name, plus I like it. You'll never guess what her middle name is! Well, maybe you can, but it'd be damn hard! It's unrealistic because it's alternate universe. About Ron hitting Seven, she isn't his best friend, but he thinks that their close. Plus, I REALLY hate him, he's just under Hermione on my

list. I wasn't planning on having them magically fall in love, just be

friends for most of the story. This is my first romance fic, I mostly write angst. I'm glad you like my writing style! You don't sound like a prat. Bad reviews for a story help the writer get better. And I love them!

Julietdaugther: Thanks! I'm glad you like it! I hope you like this chapter.

Hunter Hatake and Roxxi Uchiha: Thanks! I hope this was soon enough!

Please Review!