First of all, I own NOTHING Harry Potter. All the Praise is to J.K. Rowling for such an amazing series. Secondly, I have decided that since this is my first ever fiction that I've posted here on this site, I'm not going to stick so much with detail in the book. But more of entertainment using the characters, and creating a comedic romance. Also I am known to stop writing in the middle and never return to one story again if I get bored with it, so please, if you like or dislike please tell me! You could keep the story going. Oh and please, constructive criticism only! Thanks so much….enjoy!

The story begins in Hogwarts right around the sixth-seventh year. Like I said, it's not really, Voldy-filled, action-packed story, more for enjoyment, and a few laughs, lemons maybe in future chapters, if you like the storyline. (I may switch around with POVs too)

Chapter One Crazy Little thing Called Jealousy

(I owe all my inspiration for this chapter to Coldplay's 'Parachutes' it is a truly amazing album.)

Snow was falling gracefully to the ground. Wind gushed around every archway, and tower that made up Hogwarts. It was nearing mid-December, and Christmas break was around the corner. The school was full of the hustle and bustle of the Holidays; Teachers giving long term homework, students handing out Christmas cards, and luggage being packed for those going home for the duration of the holiday.

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"What does he even see in her?" Hermione snarled with a frown. She was constantly loathing Lavender Brown for being so happy, for being with Ron, for Ron forgetting the rest of the world for her.

"Hermione, maybe he'd tell you himself if you'd just go along and talk to him. You are best friends you know." Harry pointed out. They were sitting in the common room, Harry and Hermione, across from one another at a desk table. Ron was sitting across the room in a lounge chair with Lavender in his lap. She was twirling her hands in his hair, and whispering things into his ear and giggling. Hermione's eyes were on them still. "C'mon, Hermione, you're not going to change anything by just sitting here and looking at him. " Harry said, as Ginny walked by.

Harry's eyes followed her through the room. "You could be taking your own advice, you know." Hermione smiled at Harry, "Dean broke up with her almost two months ago. You have no excuse." Harry frowned, "I guess your right Hermione. But if I go talk to Ginny, you have to stop avoiding your feelings, and talk to Ron." Hermione nodded. With that, Harry stood and followed Ginny out the door of the common room as Hermione stared at him wide-eyed.

He caught up with her on one of the staircases as it cut her off in a move. "Hey, Gin, wait up!" Harry called and went to stand beside her. She smiled, saying, "Harry! How are you?" Harry grinned. "Well I'm fine….er…yeah fine" He mumbled. Confused as Ginny was, she did not inquire about the sudden nervousness Harry had.

Instead she asked, "Do you need something Harry?" He nodded. They were almost to the Great Hall now. "Yes, I was wondering…well…do you want to…" He took a long pause, forming his words, "Did you do your potions homework? I didn't understand number four." Harry blushed.

"Oh, yeah…sure… I could help you out if you want?" Ginny was not stupid, Harry knew who to ask for homework help, and it wasn't her. Something was suspicious. They made there way into the Great Hall. Ginny sat down, and Harry slid in next to her. "So…"Ginny began, "Number four?" Harry smiled, She returned the grin. "Yeah," Harry said. ….

Meanwhile, Hermione still sat in the common room, contemplating whether or not to go up to Ron and slap him or not. He kept looking at her, then turning to snog Lavender. After awhile of their giggling, she'd had it. The next time his eyes glanced over to her, she stood up, slammed her book shut and hurried out the common room, slamming the door behind her. Ron attempted to get up but Lavender pushed him back into a kiss. …..

Harry and Ginny were walking back toward the common room, laughing and chatting. It was getting late, and there would soon be checks to make sure no one was out after dark. They stopped to sit on a marble bench in the hall. "You know, Harry, you didn't have to use potions to get me to hang out with you." Ginny giggled.

"No I really….uh…that obvious huh?" Harry flushed. Ginny nodded, and they both laughed. "And I really enjoyed just talking Harry," she smiled, "Even if most of it was about potions…" Then, Harry, feeling brave, put his hand over Ginny's. She looked at him, cautioning. There were students walking by.

"Well, maybe, if you wanted, we could…go get a butter bear or something at Hogsmede?" Harry mumbled with a smile. Ginny returned the smiled, her eyes lit up. "I'd love to." She sighed. Harry stood, not letting his grip lose on her hand.

"We'd better be getting back," Ginny said, standing also. They both almost danced to the common room. As they entered, their hands parted. Ron and Lavender were at the bottom of the stairs saying goodnight. Lavender stole a kiss from Ron's cheek and they parted ways. Ginny turned to Harry, "Goodnight Harry…" She whispered and pranced up the stairs.

Harry turned toward the red lounge chair, where Hermione was standing, eyes out the window. He walked over slowly and wrapped his arm around her. As soon as she felt his grip, she pulled him into a hug. "Hermione…" Harry began, but she wouldn't let him finish.

"Shhhh…" She sighed looking up at him, "I couldn't say anything, Harry. I wanted to say everything I could to get her off of him…" She let her tears run. So often Hermione was the strong one, when it came to having your head on, Hermione always did. She never let Harry let his guard down, or Ron talk himself out of doing something. Harry had never seen her like this.

The two stayed for the longest time. Harry just let her cry, and he just comforted her. After all, there was nothing more he could do. Eventually, she pulled away from him and sat on the couch. "Are you alright, Hermione?" Harry asked. She nodded, "Yeah, I just want to get some last minute homework in, so I can focus on my packing for tomorrow.

Harry nodded, "Should I stay?" She shook her head. "I'm fine, Harry, go get some rest." Harry followed her order, and left her alone. …..

Ron tiptoed down the stairs into the common room around 9. He was the only one up, which is rare, considering he is the one who sleeps in late. His eyes shot to the small sofa, in front of the burning fire place. And he'd be lying if he said he didn't know the frizzy hair staring at him. It was Hermione.

He went over to the couch, but didn't sit. She looked an absolute mess; Her hair was all over the place, her eyes were red, and she'd obviously slept in her school robes. "Hermione," Ron whispered. She jumped, startled, "Merlin's beard, Ronald! You could've announced yourself." Ron sat next to her. "Sorry," Ron mumbled, "Are you okay Hermione?" Her head shot his way, their eyes locking.

"What?!" Hermione snapped. "Are you okay?!" Ron repeated, "You look…" He didn't finish. "A mess?! Terrible, scary" Hermione ad-libbed, "Cant you pick the right word Ron?"

"Stressed," Ron said, "Do you need help with your packing? I've finished…" She shook her head. "Harry's helping."

"Oh." Ron attempted a change of subject, "Listen, I wanted to apologize. For yesterday." At this, Hermione turned toward him with a confused look. "I was a being…stupid. I shouldn't have just sat there and let Lavender all over me." Hermione shuddered at the name.

"Well, Its fine, because…I don't care," She was beginning to fill up. "Oh great, here it comes…" she whispered. "What's that?" Ron said. "Er…I said...It's freezing." She covered.

"Oh, here." Ron said, reaching his arm around her to pull a blanket over her. He kept his arm there. "You know, I am sorry…" Ron said again. Hermione rested her head on his shoulder. "I know …"

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The train would be leaving the platform in just about three hours. Giggling, Ginny walked next to Harry as he helped her get her bags down the steps. "Hey, Hermione, do you want to come to Hogsmede with Harry and I before we leave?" Ginny asked, to be polite. But Hermione noticed Harry squeeze Ginny's hand and let go.

"No thanks, I have some books that I need to return to the library. I'll meet you at the train okay?" She said, smiling at Harry. They nodded and were off. Hermione, did as she said and headed to the library, passing by Lavender and Ron who were sitting side by side on a bench in the hall. Ron and Hermione made eye contact, and Ron smiled watching her as she disappeared into the crowd.

"Ron…Ron! Snap out of it!!" Lavender squealed, finally grabbing Ron's attention. He looked at her strange, "What?" He kept his eyes on her. "This is exactly what I wanted to talk about," Lavender snorted. "And what's that?" Ron asked. Lavender sighed, taking both of his hands.

"We have to break up," She said sternly. Ron shook his head, "What?" Lavender continued, ignoring him, "You're going to be away, for a month in yor home, with her… and.." Ron cut her off, "With who?"

"With Hermione. Ron, I don't blame you. I hear her crying at night, I hear her say your name in her sleep… I know how she feels about you. And I don't trust her. I saw the two of you this morning—"

Ron cut her off again, "Lavender, That was…it was nothing." She shook her head tearing up, "Oh, Ron I'm not stupid. I see the way you look at her. Even when you're snogging me, you keep an eye out, because you don't want to hurt her. And I don't know when your going to figure this out for yourself. And I don't like it. Your heart's not here. I don't know where it is, but It's not with me. So I'm done…Goodbye Ron."

She kissed his cheek, got up, and left him sitting there alone.

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"Two butter bears, please." Harry said to the bar tender, as he found a table. They'd gone in a few other stores but this was there final stop. Harry grabbed the drinks and paid for them.

"Thanks," Ginny said. She sipped the butter bear and smiled. "I'm glad we did this." Harry smiled, "Yeah, me too." Harry agreed. Meanwhile Hermione had taken all her things to the train platform and was waiting for the train to arrive. Ron pulled his luggage right up and sat next to her. "Hermione."

"Ron…" She greeted. There was no more conversation. She had to many things to say, and Ron didn't even feel like speaking…

Hand in hand, Ginny and Harry hurried back to the common room. They both pulled their trunks and walked side by side, making it just in time to get on the Hogwarts express. On the train, Harry sat on the window side, Ginny soon fell fast asleep on his lap. Hermione and Ron sat polar opposite, Ron's eyes out the window, Hermione's on the floor….

The train took off into the glistening snow…..

**(hope you liked it… let me know… lemons in the next chapter)**