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In the Gryffindor Common Room, Ria raised her eyebrows as she heard someone screaming from the hallways.

"Get out of my way!" a high pitched voice shrieked. Ria wrinkled her eyebrows together, trying to identify the voice. It sounded as if they were headed for the Gryffindor Tower... Ah, yes. Just before the portrait door was flung open, Ria put a face to the voice.

"AGHH!!!" Dee yelled as she stormed into the Common Room, knocking down a vase and a painting, and stomped her way up the stairs to their dormitory. Ria rolled her eyes and returned to her homework, ignoring the silence that had swept over the room.

"I say, someone ought to go 'ave a chat with 'er. 'Ow terrible rude for 'er to just come blowin' through here, like we doesn't exist!" the offended Irish bloke from the fallen portrait called out. Ria sighed after a few moments and lifted her gaze to see all the students shooting her dark, knowing looks.

"Fine, I'll go talk to her," Ria acquiesced exasperatedly, throwing up her hands.




I was too busy throwing a hairbrush at the wall to notice the door open. As I picked up a clock as my next victim, I heard someone clear their throat. I turned to see Ria standing in the doorway.

"This clock shouldn't even work!" I cried hysterically. "It's electrical, and everyone knows that there is no electricity at Hogwarts!"

"Shut up, someone's going to hear you."

"You know what?" I screamed. "I don't care if they effing do!"

"Oh, put a sock in it," Ria scoffed, casting a silencing charm. I glared at her and continued to scream, even though no sound came from my throat.

"Sit down and calm yourself or else you'll have to tell me what happened through interpretive dance," she insisted. I frowned and sighed, plopping down on my bed with folded arms. Ria removed the charm accordingly.

"Thank you," I spat.

"You're too kind. Shall I prepare my 'I told you so' speech?"

"For your information,-"

"Wow, I guess you're not so far gone as I thought."

"What are you talking about?"

"If Lydia had complete control over you, you would have said, 'FYI.'"

"That's completely ridiculous."

"Fine. Whatever. So what's gone wrong in your golden little life?"

"Draco freaking Malfoy." Ria actually had the nerve to laugh.

"Oh, that's so standard," she chuckled. I frowned.

"Not cool, Ria!" I protested. "We were kissing-"

"You're such an idiot," Ria smiled, shaking her head.

"Excuse me!"

"Keep going, Princess." I rolled my eyes.

"Anyway, we were kissing, and yes, I'm aware that doesn't help at all with my master plan to escape this world. When I told him to stop, he got all horny teenage boy on me and made a huge fuss. And after I'd given him a good yell, he had the nerve to get all... kind on me again!" I cried.

"Oh, Dee," Ria groaned. "That's so non-canon of him! Why didn't you see it coming?" I sighed and threw my hands in the air.

"I don't know! Okay? I know I should have- but I got all wrapped up in the moment!"

"You cannot keep making these decisions! They won't help you get out of here, and they'll make your life miserable if you stay."

"Well...," I began, averting my eyes.

"What?" Ria asked suspiciously. "What's happened?"

"Oh, come on," I snapped. "I'm sure it happened to you too!"

"No!" Ria gasped. "She didn't-"

"Oh, yes she did!"

"She pulled a prophecy on you?"

"Absolutely."

"So it's not just a Harry Potter love story?"

"Is it ever just a Harry Potter love story?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry," Ria groaned, hugging me. "How specific was the prophecy? Any deaths?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Stupid question, much," I scoffed. Ria glared at me for a moment, then nodded reluctantly.

"Okay, sorry. Who's going to kick the bucket?"

"Either Harry or Draco," I answered glumly.

"A game of pick?" Ria wrinkled her nose.

"Unfortunately," I confirmed. Ria shot me a look.

"You know what you have to do, right?" I nodded.

"I have to leave," I announced.

"Um, no, you have to pick Harry," she cried.

"Ria," I tried. "Don't you see why that won't work?"

"No! Enlighten me, please."

"What would happen if someone found out about the prophecy? What if I were put under the Imperius curse? What if I hit my head on something and start following the Dark Lord?"

"I know," Ria reluctantly admitted. "It makes sense." I collapsed back into my pillow and let out an angry curse word.

"My gosh, this sucks," I groaned.

"So what exactly happened with Harry?" Ria asked, sitting next to me. I winced at the memory.

"Lydia used the cheating scandal method." She nodded understandingly as she reached for a glass and filled it with water. She took a sip before continuing.

"With Malfoy, right?"

"No, Marcus Flint." Ria spit out the water in her mouth all over my blanket.

"Flint?" she shrieked. "He actually thought that you'd cheat on him with Marcus Flint?"

"Hey! Say it, don't spray it!" I chided.

"Is he mentally ill? I mean, come on! No one would willingly kiss Marcus Flint!"

"That's what I tried to tell him!" I exclaimed. "That boy is by no means an attractive specimen!"

"Ew, he's like... horse dung," Ria agreed. "Only I'd rather stare at horse dung for an hour than speak to him for ten minutes."

"Amen," I agreed vehemently. We sat silently for a few seconds.

"I'm sorry I've been so hard on you," Ria finally said. I looked up at her and grinned.

"I'm sorry I didn't pull my head out of my butt," I replied.

"Forgiven," she laughed.

"You too."

"You're not going to get involved with Malfoy again, though, are you?"

"He really is a jerk, isn't he?" I said sadly.

"Yep. And if you think about it, he really isn't that attractive. Kind of greasy, if you ask me. Like a blonde Snape."

"Wow, I never realized that," I said, considering the resemblance.

"And you can't come within a two kilometer radius of him without bumping into his ego," Ria added.

"Truer words have never ben spoken," I laughed.

"Yeah, well, my eloquence has been praised."

"Ria," I began. "Can I ask you a favor?"

"Sure."

"I know you were opposed to it before, but..."

"Spill, child."

"I need your help," I finally said.

"Doing what?" Ria asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Harry freaking hates me."

"Yes, I'd picked up on that."

"For the benefit of everyone, that needs to change."

"So what am I supposed to do?"

"Ria!" I exclaimed. "I'm not exactly skilled in dealings with the opposite sex."

"You want me to help you seduce Harry Potter?" I glared at her.

"Well, I'd prefer not to lose my virginity in an attempt to save the world," I shot.

"So you want me to help you make him like you again?"

"Or at least forgive me," I nodded. "Because if that at least happened, I could probably take it from there."

"Oh, dear," Ria sighed. "And this is what my life is coming down to."




A/N: Hello all!! Thank you SO much for your patience on the last chapter. Right now, I've actually got up until about chapter 29 written fully, so it's just a matter of getting things posted. I hope you enjoy!

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