Sorry this took so long guy's I have been fighting writter's block. Thank you to PixiePetals for fixing it up for us. I also want to thank my reviewer's for getting after me to post the next chapter. ( SMILE)

When we finally made it home, weighed down with the countless bags full of gifts, even with most of them shrunk it was still nearly too much for two girls to handle, it was late and we had missed dinner

Pearl met us in the entrance hall.

"Is you needing help little Miss.?" Pearl asked in her high squeaky voice.

"No thank you Pearl we have it, but, we are starving, we missed dinner, could you please make us something?"

I asked her politely.

"Oooh, yes little Miss. Pearl is making you something right away. I is bringing it to your room Miss."

She told us all, too excited to do something for her Mistress. She was gone in a, POP!

Millie and I took our finds up stairs when Max invited himself in.

"Where were you?" He demanded with his arm's crossed looking at us, like some arrogant miniature aristocrat.

"Shopping!" I told him annoyed, he knew full well were we had been. As if all the bags were not evidence enough.

"What took you so long?" He asked standing right in my way.

"Move Max! I don't report to you so mind your own business."

"Not until you tell me what you bought."

"NO! Now get out or I'm calling mum."

That's when the rotten little monster dove for my shopping grabbing at things trying to see what I bought.

"MAX NO! Stay out."

"Not till you show me what you bought."

He yelled grabbing a large purple bag and trying to run for the door. Millie blocked him and he turned running back into my room. I was hot on his heels screaming at him.

"Max! If you break anything in that bag I will make sure you remain a bed wetter, well into your thirties!"

He had jumped up onto my bed and was running back and forth, every time I got close he ran to the other side. He was laughing and trying to dig into the bag with one hand. That was it! I had, had it!

I drew my wand; the greedy little twerp didn't see it. "Piggly Wiggly Gip"

"Squeeelll"

Was the last thing I heard, as my annoying little brother turned into a pig boy. A very ugly little pig boy! Most of him remained normal, the exceptions being, he had sprouted a pig snout, had gotten quit fat around the middle and where once he had five fingers he now had a thumb and two fat hoof like fingers. On the upside he dropped the bag and ran for mum and dad.

Hmm, let them deal with him. I thought.

"Wow, nice one, I would have gone with tarantula face but that ought to keep him busy, for a while." said Millie.

"Thanks, sort of a silly prank. I read it in 101 Ways to Prank Your Friends. I just hope he didn't ruin anything." I told her as she locked the door and I began rounding up everything that was dropped.

We had only just finished when Pearl arrived with, two plates pilled with toad in the hole, garlic herb potatoes and two, glasses of pumpkin juice and jaffa cakes for desert. We were both so hungry we didn't even bother with polite chit chat we just focused on eating.

After dinner I called Pearl and had her send word to the Bulstrodes that Millie would be spending the night. Millie's house elf Jaspie delivered her things and we got ready for bed.

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The next morning Millie and I were up first thing, organizing and wrapping gifts. We had managed to find something for everyone on our lists except for Draco. I found the necklace's right on top. How could I miss them? They were still calling me or pulling me or whatever you want to call it. It was making me wonder if I was going a bit mad. They didn't seem to affect Millie at all. I decided there was no harm in wearing my half after all, even with the pendant unformed it was still pretty. I made me feel good or better or something, just by wearing it and once I did. I didn't want to take it off. I was definitely keeping them.

Now the only problem was what to get Draco, I couldn't give him the other necklace what would he think? It's too personal! He was bound to get the wrong idea but Millie was dead set against going shopping again.

She insisted. "You bought it for him because that's what you wanted him to have. Now you're giving it to him. There will be no chickening out now!" She said in a commanding tone.

I replied in my whiniest voice. "Millie… I was tired and hungry,,,,,,, and it was late and we needed to get home an…..."

She cut me off. "AND IT WAS FOR THE ORPHANS AND FOR RAINBOW'S. You bought it because it was the right gift, your giving it to him!"

Millie snatched the necklace from its place in front of me and tucked the necklaces properties description inside, wrapped and labeled it. I couldn't help it, I felt uneasy I would just have to get him something else, later when Millie wasn't around and swap it out. She wouldn't know what I had done until it was too late I thought, plan in place, presents wrapped, we went downstairs for breakfast.

What I found when we got there surprised me. Max was still a pig…boy …thing... Hmm. I wonder why they didn't turn him back. I thought.

Of course no sooner had I thought this then my question was answered by my father.

"Abby as you can see your mother and I did not reverse your little curse." He said while gesturing toward Max. "We felt that after the way he behaved last night he deserved what he got. So we told him it was up to you to decide when he had suffered enough." With that said he turned and spoke to my brother.

"Max I suggest you start by apologizing to your sister for your behavior last night." He said in a stern voice.

"Yes sir." said Max, sounding very contrite.

"Abigale, Millicent. I apologize for the way I behaved last night it was very rude of me and it won't happen again. Will you please turn me back?" He asked very politely and he did seem very sorry.

I decided to take pity on him. Well, that and I didn't want to look at him looking like that while I was trying to eat my breakfast. So, with a swish, a flick and a silent FINITE. Max was back to normal and we ate our breakfast together in peace.

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Millie went home after breakfast. I said goodbye knowing she would be back soon and went up to my room I had a lot to think about.

For one, what do I do about Lavender? Had the man feet kicked in yet? If not, it wouldn't be long. Should I do something else to her, or should I wait and see how my first act of revenge plays out? Well! I can't really do much of anything 'till we get back to school anyway, I thought as I walked into my room but I stopped in my tracks.

All the gifts Millie and I had spent all morning wrapping were gone.

"PEARL?" I called.

POP! "You is calling Pearl Little Miss?"

"Yes Pearl, where are all of the gifts that were here a little while ago?"

"Oh Jaspie, Miss Millie's elf is collecting them and delivering them, Little Miss."

"What? All of them?"

"Yes Little Miss. Miss Millie is saying they is all to be delivered today." I was stunned I could feel the beginning of panic taking hold.

"Thank you Pearl that's all." I said in little more than a whisper. 'POP' and she was gone, leaving me to panic in peace.

No, no, no. This can't be happening, she's out Slytherined me! She must have figured I was going to change the gift. "AAAHHH!"

What do I do? What can I do? I can't get it back now, it's been delivered. I felt queasy. Why do bad things always happen to me?

What am I, some kind of lightning rod for bad luck? No, I thought to myself you just had to go and get your self-surrounded by Slytherins.

I need to think. I need to figure this out. I need a bath, with lots of bubbles. I thought and stalked off to my bathroom to sulk. I MEAN THINK!

I was going to think, of a way NOT to die of humiliation when Draco gets his far too personal gift. Why me?

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When I finally got out of the tub I could have been mistaken for a stewed prune I was so wrinkly. I wrapped myself up in my thick fluffy bath robe and padded back into my room I was going to do some reading in my new books. That would keep my mind of things at least for a while I thought, but when I got back to my room Ron's owl Pig, was impatiently, waiting for me. I couldn't help but feel my spirits lift a little; maybe I could go to the Burrow? That would be a perfect way to forget my troubles, for a while. I quickly untied the letter and opened it.

ABBY

What is wrong with you? How could you be so mean? I can't believe you! If you don't get over here and fix what you did to Lav's feet right now, then, well, we just won't be your friends anymore! RON

I was beyond furious now. Who does he think he is, talking to me like that? I sat down, determined to tell him just what I thought.

RONALD WEASLEY

The question isn't what is wrong with me. The question is. What is wrong with you? Why is it, everytime anything less than wonderful befalls your precious Lav Lav it 'MUST' be my fault? I 'MUST' have done it to her. Well I will have you know Ronald Weasley I have my own problems to deal with and I really don't care about your manky, tart, of a girlfriend and her foot problems. But since we are on the subject of the light of your life, did she get the pleasure of one of your charming letters, after what she said about me in the Prophet? Or does she get a free pass, while you scream at me to be nicer to her? As for the OH, so wonderful friendship you're threatening to withhold from me, if I don't find a cure for whatever disease your little snogg buddy has contracted now. Well you can keep it. I think I have had enough of your wishy, washy, friendship to last a lifetime. I think you have proven time and time again you're not worth the effort. Also, for the record that catty, bimbo was never, a friend of mine so no loss there.

Your ex- friend

Abigale Loyce.

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I tied the letter to pig's leg and sent him on his way. I was so angry I wouldn't have been surprised if there was steam coming out of my ears.

Alright, so yes, I was responsible for her feet but he didn't know that, he just assumed. Plus, he already believed I was responsible for her water retention problem, back before we left school so why would he automatically blame me for this to?

No! He was looking to make me the bad guy, the 'Evil Doer', which he must protect, is poor, innocent, watery eyed Fish Lip's from. 'Yeah,' he's protecting the two faced, harpy from her victims, what a hero. I thought sarcastically. I decided AGAIN, I needed to get my mind off of things and opted to spend my day studying my new books at least it would be a productive use of my time, I thought and I settled in.

Over the next few days I received several, frantic letters from both Ginny and Harry. Ginny wanting to make sure that our friendship was alright and I assured her that I didn't hold her brothers stupidity against her and Harry telling me that Ron was just angry and to give him time. That he would get over it. The thing was, did I really want that?

I was getting so sick of him dumping our friendship every time he decided to pitch a fit over something.

The whole thing was getting old. You're either a friend, or you're not! The more I thought about things, the more I was beginning to see; Ron was a traitor and always would be. I was the one who needed a friend and where was he?

Millie came over to cheer me up when I needed her, Blaise and Draco, I found out later had stopped by to see if I was alright the day Millie and I were out shopping.

Harry and Ginny both threatened to 'fix' Rita Skeeter for me. So, where was Ron in all of this? If he was such a good friend where was he when I needed him?

I learned from Ginny that Lavender had been visiting the Burrow almost, every day which confirmed my worst fear.

She was trying to steal my place. For the first time though, I was beginning to wonder if I should let her have it. I'd love to watch her try and fill my shoes. I thought, but then I remembered her feet and I couldn't help but laugh out loud at my own choice of words.

I can't wait to get back to school so I can see.

According to the Ginny's report, they were huge and when Molly convinced Lavender that they might be able to fix it and to take off her shoes to show them, her hairy, wart covered, tootsies the smell brought tears to their eyes and drove them all out of the kitchen.

She said, Ron and Harry suddenly remembered something they had to do upstairs and they all but ran out of the room, with their sleeve's over their faces.

Fred and George didn't even bother trying to pretend, Fred yelled. "FOR THE LOVE OF MERLIN WOMAN, WASH THOSE THING'S BEFORE YOU SPRING'EM ON A BLOKE."

George spoke next saying "I think the little one's looking at me." Pointing at her fingerlike toes before both boys sprang for the door.

Fred got out the door first though and tried to trap George inside by holding the door shut, causing George to throw himself at the door like an epileptic, screaming, until Molly finally had to yell at Fred to. "Let George out!" Telling them to. "Leave the door open for the rest of us!"

As they ran out, even Remus excused himself, saying something about keeping an eye on the twins.

Bill tried to go with him, claiming he might need help but Molly wouldn't let him go, because as a professional curse breaker, his expertise might be required. Apparently no one had a clue about how her feet had been cursed, or how to go about fixing them and to Ginny's credit she didn't say a word. She just sat by the open window and watched Lavender get what she deserved.

As for me, I was feeling much better about my life in general.

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