Hermy's Bet

"I never... Uh... I never..." Hermione, for once in her life, was flustered. "Why are you making me play this?? You know what I haven't done! You just want to embarrass me in front of everyone! Goodbye!" Hermione proceeded to stomp off, but Parvati said something that made her stop in her tracks.

"If you don't tell them, Hermione, I will," Parvati said, who had suddenly become very vindictive. The eight other girls clung on to her every word.

Hermione glared and pursed her mouth. "I can't believe you, Parvati. You little bitch. And now you're humiliating me in front of everyone, for the sole purposing of being popular. You sicken me."

Lavender knew what Parvati was about to reveal, she knew how it would damage what little good reputation Hermione had. She was known as the girl who snogged the famous Viktor Krum, the famous Bulgarian seeker. Everyone knew what happened, and as much of a prude she still was, half the girls in the school envied her, she had "snogged" Viktor Krum. If they found out she made it all up... It would be madness... Lavender had to stop her friend, before she ruined Hermione's entire--

"You never made out with Krum. You just made it up, so you wouldn't look like a prude, turning down Krum." Too late. The words had erupted out of Parvati's mouth, just as fast as the whole thing started. She didn't mean to just... leak it all out... But whatever, it's not like Parvati really cared right now. Perhaps later.

Hermione's eyes welled up with tears... It was hard to believe all that water could come from a person eyes at once, the tears were flowing so fast. It looked like Hermione was going to flee to her dormitory crying in shame, like most normal girls... But then, surprisingly, Hermione tackled Parvati. Parvati, who was in complete shock of having someone suddenly jump on her, was stiff as a board and didn't realise what was going on for while, until Hermione started yanking at her hair. She fought back with her Nails of Death TM, which were magically enforced fingernails, which were similar to acrylic nails, but were Parvati's real nails, and they were as hard as diamonds, and sharp, too. Wild shrieks were coming from Hermione and Parvati, as Hermione fought for her reputation and Parvati fought for... well... her life.

It was when Parvati resorted to biting Hermione when people started pouring out of the portal, it was the guys back from their guy's night out, which was scheduled to last until the next day.

"WHOOO!!! CAT FIGHT!!!" they cheered simultaneously.

"BITE HER!" Seamus shouted.

"Ooh, that was a close one..." Lee Jordan said, acting suddenly as a commentator for the fight. "Aren't you gonna get her back for that?? Slap her! Slap her!"

"TITTY TWIST HER!!!" Fred bellowed.

"And Parvati gives Hermione a quick smack in the head - Hermione attempts to elbow her in the stomach, but Parvati blocks it with her arm - Hermione bites it -"

It went on for quite a while, until Hermione managed to rip out a chunk of Parvati's hair, who ran off into her dormitory squealing, "My hair, my hair!!!" Hermione, made her way through the crowd of boys and out the portal.

Angelina then spoke up to the boys, who were intruding on their sleepover. "Um, guys, were having a sleepover. You're supposed to be in Hogsmeade. No offence, but get out. Now. Or we'll have to pull out your hair too." Colin flinched. That one's fruity, I tell you.

"Ohh..." George sighed. "Can't you have another catfight?? Pretty please, with Canary Creams on top?"

"We're not going to murder each other for the purpose of entertaining you. Now get out! Awe, look, a birdie..." The group of girls starting fawning over a small owl who had flown through the window, and had lost all interest in anything that just happened.

"No!! That's not being mad! Fight! You're supposed to be mad!!! Come on!! Attack each other!!!" Fred urged. "Eugh... What?? What's Pigwidgeon doing here??"

Lavender unravelled the note attached to the Pigwidgeon's leg. And read it aloud, once she saw that it was addressed to the girls in the common room.

" 'Contrary to the now popular belief, (thanks to Parvati), I am not a prude. I will prove it. I bet you I can...' " Lavender trailed off, for Hermione's bet was not one to be shared with 30 of the male population in Hogwarts. She whispered to the other girls, " 'I bet you I can get any guy I want... Before the Yule Ball. I'll bet my reputation on it. Think I can't do it? I'll show you. Sincerely, Hermione.' The girls stared wide-eyed at the scrap of parchment.

"Well then, Hermione's got herself a deal," Lavender said. "Ha, she can't pull that off, I know she's not a complete prude... but any guy she wants? That's harsh. Anyone think she'll do it?" Lavender inquired, chuckling.

Susan Bones spoke up. "I think she can get any girl she wants. Er, I mean guy. Hermione's not that bad. I think she has a mysterious sexiness to her." Everyone inched away from Susan at hearing that comment. "What? You don't think Hermione is sexy?"

"Um. I think we should go to bed. It's late," Angelina declared. "Susan, uhh... you know... I think it's better that you... There are strippers in the Hufflepuff common room!"

"Whee!" Susan exclaimed, and ran off to her common room.

"And boys, we're pissed at you. You're being inconvenient. Goodbye."