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Chapter 1

It was the first day of school and the Gryffindor common room was full of noise. Students bustled about, talking while they unpacked their numerous belongings. Shrieks of "I haven't seen you in ages!" and "Oh my God, you will never believe what happened on the holidays!" echoed throughout the red and gold lounge. Amidst all the chaos, two seventh years were seated on the comfy red chairs, gossiping.

"How were your holidays?" Lavender Brown asked her best friend Parvati Patil, flicking her blonde hair over her shoulder. Her green eyes were afire with curiosity. "Meet any… boys?" she continued, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Nobody new," Parvati said evasively.

"So obviously it was someone you'd already met," Lavender caught on quickly. Parvati shrugged her slender shoulders. Her grey eyes didn't quite meet Lavender's.

"Come on spill." Lavender pushed.

"Well…" Parvati began, nervously tucking her dark brown hair behind her ears. "You know how Harry and I kind of had a thing back in fourth year, but nothing happened."

Lavender nodded, her attention caught.

"We met at a Quidditch match and well, things kind of escalated from there. One thing led to another and…"

"You guys had sex?!"

Parvati nodded slightly, her cheeks flushed.

"I'll tell you about it later," Parvati said before Lavender could ask. "What about you?"

"I'm still with Dean. Same old story."

"Have you guys… done it yet?"

Lavender blushed. "Not yet. We're taking it slow."

"You guys have been together for almost three years!"

"So I think I really love him," Lavender said sincerely, confiding in her friend.

Parvati smiled, happy for her companion.

Suddenly, their attention was drawn to the door. The Dream Team had arrived. An infatuated and somewhat vacant look appeared on Parvati's face. Lavender rolled her eyes.

"Hi Harry," said Parvati breathily. Harry grinned back. Lord he's sexy, Parvati thought. Harry's thick unruly black hair kept hanging down over his emerald green eyes. He had worn contacts since the beginning of his sixth year. He was no longer the small, skinny boy he had been. Constant training on the Quidditch field had made his body lean and muscular and he had grown several inches. Parvati couldn't stop staring at him.

"Parvati. Lavender." Harry nodded to each of them in greeting, his voice a deep baritone.

"Hi Parvati," said Ron, a wide grin on his face.

"Oh, hi Ron. And Hermione." Parvati replied, clearly distracted.

Lavender glanced at Ron and Hermione's linked hands and since Parvati obviously only had eyes for Harry and he didn't seem to be minding that, she decided to depart.

"I think I'll go find Dean," she said, unconcernedly leaving her friend by herself.

"Ron and I are going to… um… unpack," Hermione excused herself and Ron. Harry looked at them, grinning wickedly.

"Yeah, Parvati would you like to help me unpack?" he said offering her his hand. Parvati nodded and, taking his hand, they left for their dormitories.

Across the common room, a pair of sad hazel eyes watched with jealousy.

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Ginny Weasley watched as her brother and Hermione Granger exited the common room, obviously heading for the dormitories to engage in improper conduct, and as Harry Potter led Parvati out to do exactly the same thing.

Three years ago, she had been infatuated with Harry Potter, destroyer of the Dark Lord. She had been distraught when Harry and Cho Chang a pretty Seeker a year older than Harry became a couple when Harry was in his fifth year. However, during the summer Cho had had a fling with Draco Malfoy, Harry's nemesis and the 'perfect' couple had broken up.

In Harry's sixth year, he fell into a slump and became a serial dater, working his way through the people his age like Hannah Abbott of Hufflepuff, Katie Bell his fellow Gryffindor Quidditch player and Morag McDougall of Ravenclaw. Then at the Halloween ball, all Ginny's dreams had come true. Harry had kissed her! Ginny smiled at the memory. That night, Harry and Ginny had slept together. It was also the night that she had found out about Hermione and her brother.

Ginny shut the door with a soft click. She turned and made for her dormitory. All too late she saw a shadowy figure approaching.

"What are you doing here?" Hermione demanded. The older girl cast a glance at Harry's door and smirked. "Never mind."

"Well, I wonder where you're going at this time of night," Ginny sneered sarcastically. Hermione narrowed her eyes.

"I won't tell if you don't."

Ginny nodded in agreement, then both girls headed in opposite directions.

Hermione and Ron and been fucking for ages. Since their fourth year. They had started just before Harry and Ginny had. Ginny had been ecstatic when she realised Harry wanted to continued their nighttime activities. She had foolishly thought that Harry was as in love with her as she was with him. Of course when he continued with his endless string of girlfriends, she finally realised that Harry didn't love her and he never would.

But she could never break it off with him. She had invited him to the Christmas ball last year. Ginny remembered the sneer on his face.

"Sorry, Gin. I'm going with someone else."

"Who is it this time, Harry?"

"Blaise Zabini," Harry said without a hint of regret.

A Slytherin? Harry had rejected her for a Slytherin? Ginny fumed silently. She knew then that it had to end. Ginny had every mind to tell Harry that it was over right then but he walked over in only a pair of striped pyjama pants and kissed her before she could say anything else.

Ginny couldn't think when Harry kissed her.

Ginny took a deep breath and resolved to never let the same thing happen to her this year. She was through with Harry. She smiled happily and went to her dormitory to unpack. And unlike the seventh years, she planned to unpack her clothes.

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It was the first day of lessons and Hermione couldn't wait to get started. Her bushy light brown hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail. Her blue-grey eyes sparkled with anticipation. Arithmancy was first, then Potions, not her favourite lesson but… Her train of thought vanished when Ginny Weasley walked into the dining hall for breakfast. Hermione narrowed her eyes.

Ginny had grown up to be a beautiful sixteen-year-old. Her dark red hair was straight and long and pulled into a neat ponytail. Her fair skin was sprinkled with a few freckles, which didn't detract from her looks at all. When she smiled her warm brown eyes lit up.

Hermione hated her.

Ginny was Harry's whore and had for almost a year now. Hermione was surprised no one else noticed. Not even Ron. To him Ginny was still 'Little Miss Perfect'. Still, Hermione had to laugh. Harry slept around. Everyone knew that even Ginny, but still she followed after him with her puppy dog eyes. Well, it served the bitch right.

Ginny started towards Hermione, hoping to fill the empty space in the bench beside her. Hermione quickly moved to fill in that space. Ginny looked down, hurt. Hermione sneered as Ginny moved to the other end of the table and began flicking through her Arithmancy books. This was looking to be an excellent year.

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