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And he somehow thought you would just give it to him?

I'll be okay. I'll get through this.

Apparently.

I'm still going to do something, Harry.

That was incredibly stupid of him. And rather desperate, I might add.

What exactly do you plan on doing?

Yes, well, he's a git. So I try not expect terribly much.

I need information before I go plotting...how quickly do you wager I could get the Slytherin common room password?

If you ask Zabini, he might just hand it over to you. He's been acting rather friendly lately.

Why would you want to go into the Slytherin common room?

I don't think he will. He's always treated me a bit odd, now he's simply suspicious. I don't think he thinks much of me.

For information.

He keeps telling me that he wants to sleep with me. Hilarious fella, that one.

What sort of information?

He does.

Whatever they have to give. I'm not picky. The more, the better. I'm creative.

What will you do with all of that information?

Get back at them.

Be careful, Hermione. They won't take too lightly to being messed with. It's not worth it.

They shouldn't take me lightly.

Did something happen? I mean... why the sudden need to do all this?

I'm not sure. I was in the Room of Hidden Things, the one where the Room of Requirement sometimes is, Ginny told me about it, and I was looking through things, and it just sort of struck me.

Actually, I think I fainted. Rather dramatic.

Then I woke up. And things were different.

And you suddenly see things in a different light?

Well, what was in the room? What sort of things were you looking through?

Yes. I was upset while I was in the room, because...Malfoy. That's sort of statement enough. I was looking for books.

There's loads of things in there, impossible to actually list them all.

So you were looking through them and all of a sudden - you fainted?

Did you go to the infirmary?

No. I felt fine.

If you say so.

I'm hungry. I wonder if it's okay to sneak into the kitchen for a meal.

Either way, I'd do it. Go ahead.

Go ahead? I'm surprised you're not telling me off for wanting to do that. Just who are you and what did you do to my best friend?

Really, Harry, that's hardly going to hurt anyone. I don't see why I should stop you.

I know that it's not going to hurt anyone but you're usually the one to make a fuss about us trying to sneak out of the common room after hours.

Anyhow, I got what I wanted. Chocolate pudding.

Maybe I've changed my mind.

Ron was whining about you stealing his pudding, actually.

Seems like it.

Well, he already had so many. I figured taking one couldn't hurt.