Luna's Point View

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               That last sentence of Ron's blood made me barf, it haunts me right now, just incase it comes true soon. It said: "You should worry about blondes," this could be Hermione or I, but the next part made it clear it was me, "blondes tend to be looney." Looney was a mean nickname kids called me, this clearly indicated that I was next, now everyone will be worried. I was sitting in the common room not wanting to be bothered by Neville tonight. I was sitting there minding my own business thinking of ways to keep myself safe, stay with friends at all times, keep my wand on my at all times, keep people that knew what was going on with me and make sure they have wands at all times. The last one was problematic because they wouldn't care if they got three of us or the rest, they want us all anyway so that would be the least safe. I heard people talking, first I heard Harry, then I heard Draco Malfoy. Then I heard something that no one could see coming Draco Malfoy called a truce to start over with Harry Potter. What surprised me more was that Harry agreed to it and called Draco Malfoy, by his first name, Draco, and then Draco Malfoy called Harry Potter, by his first name, Harry, it was definitely weird. Then they walked away from the common room presumably to talk to Hermione.

Harry's Point of View

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           We walked upstairs and I knocked on the door to Draco and Hermione's room. Hermione called out come in, I opened the door and I saw an empty Gin bottle on the floor, tomorrow was Saturday but Draco and I hadn't been down there that long. Hermione was never much of a drinker anyway, she was very clearly drunk. She had shot glasses all over the room, that's how she took so many drinks in less than ten minutes, she didn't think either. What I wanted to know the most though was where she got the Gin.

          Draco walked in and saw the same sight, and he knew the same things that I did about Hermione. She was giggling in a very un-Hermione..ish way. "Hermione Jean Granger," Draco shouted before I got the chance, "did you seriously drink two bottles of Gin in less than ten minutes?"

        At first when Draco said two bottles of Gin I was confused but then I saw the empty one on her bed as well as the one on the floor. She shook her head, and Draco and I stared at her. She reached under the bed and pulled out another empty Gin bottle. I stared and I shouted, "Three bottles of Gin, Hermione Granger!"

         Draco turned to me and said, "She doesn't take in this much alcohol... ever, right?"

          "Right she never drinks this much, one time she got drunk drinking three Butterbeers in a row." I responded.

          "Seriously," Draco laughed, "Now she's really drunk, I want to know where she got the Gin bottle though." When Draco said this I made the connection.

        "Gin is Ginny's nickname," I stated trying to stay calm.

         "So?" Draco asked stupidly.

        "Search the bottles there is a message on one of them, or all of them, from Ginny, that's where she got the Gin bottles, as soon as she gets over her hangover we can ask her where she found them. If she found them in here Ginny either has a wand on her or she is free but can't contact us because of 'they.'" I said, Draco smacked his head and muttered curses under his breath about how stupid he was.

          "Was Ginny, by any chance, a big Gin drinker?" Draco asked.

           "Yes, because it was her nickname," I answered.

          "There's a possibility that the Gin was in here for a girl's night, and Hermione remembered and started drinking to her friend and also to try to get over the fact that two of her best friends have already been taken." Draco said reasonably.

       He obviously meant that the Gin bottles were probably not from Ginny and I realized that he was probably right. I sat down and sighed in defeat. I didn't want to cry in front of Draco so I didn't I got up and said, "One of us has to help Hermione shower, give her painkillers, and help her get over her hangover fast, and since your her future husband." I stopped at the look on Draco's face.

        "Look," he said, "your her best friend and I don't think that I should be the one to do that, and I don't think you should be either, she is not Ginny and she and I aren't that serious yet, I don't want to disrespect her privacy but you shouldn't either, so maybe we could ask Luna, Hannah or Pansy, although Luna knows her best." At that minute the door opened, it was all the girls. Great they heard, thanks a lot Draco, I thought bitterly.

            They took in the scene with shock knowing that Hermione Granger never drank this much. "Draco's right," Hannah said, apparently my suspicions were true and Luna had been in the corner and she had spread the word. Apparently since I said I would agree to the truce they decided that they would to.