A/N: First of all, I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed my stories. It means so much to me. :)

Anyway, I just wanted to write another story before school starts (The horror!). This one is set during The Half-Blood Prince. Ron is dating Lavender, Hermione isn't too fond of her, a few problems occur.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything you may recognize. I never did, I never will. *scowls*

"Won-Won!" a high-pitched voice called and both Harry and Hermione jumped. Ron sighed as a petite brunette approached. Hermione muttered something that sounded a lot like "She's practically drooling." and something colorful, very non-Hermione.

Lavender Brown wrapped her arms around Ron and kissed him full on the mouth. Hermione grimaced. She never disliked Lavender but, right now, she couldn't get rid of the little voice in her head that said I-will-practice-the-Unforgivables-on-her-and-I'll-enjoy-every-minute-of-it-but-I-swear-I'm-not-jealous-or-anything-like-that.

Harry grabbed Hermione's arm, pulling her towards the door.

"Lav and I. . .", "Today, Lav told me. . .", "Lav is just so. . ." Annoying? Self-centered? Stupid? Hysterical? ". . .amazing." Ron concluded, a big smile on his face. His "Potions" book was laying open in front of him; he was "studying" in the Gryffindor common room with Harry and Hermione, until he suddenly broke out in a rumble about his relationship (*cough*snogging sessions*cough*) with Lavender. Hermione felt like gagging.

"Why is she acting like that?" Ron asked Harry, pointing at Hermione who was sitting a few seats away from them in the Great Hall. A bowl of soup was still untouched in front of her.

Because she has feelings for you, idiot! he wanted to yell, but shrugged instead. "It's a girl thing, I suppose."

"Girl thing. But Lavender never acts like that."

"Won-Won!" Speak of the devil.

"So, you prefer snogging that. . . person, than hanging out with Harry and me?"

"C'mon Hermione. She's my girlfriend. . ."

"And we are your friends, Ron. Since we were eleven! You barely knew her before you started 'dating' her."

"I love her, Hermione."

". . ."

Harry's daily routine for the next few weeks was pretty much straight-forward.

Wake up. Take shower. Dress. Go to the Great Hall with Ron for breakfast. Endure one of Ron and Lavender's snogging sessions. Notice that Hermione is unusually quiet. Go to class. Go to the Great Hall with Ron for lunch. Endure another of Ron and Lavender's snogging sessions. Talk to a bloodshot-eyed Hermione. Go to the Gryffindor common room. Study while Ron is - surprise, surprise - snogging Lavender. Go to quidditch practice. Go to the Great Hall with Ron for dinner. Talk to Hermione. Go to the Gryffindor common room. Watch another episode of Snog Sessions. Go to bed. Repeat.

"Honestly, I'm tired of this nonsense, Harry. She won't. Leave me. Alone."

Harry had a lot of things to tell Ron, like 'I told you so.' or 'What did you expect?' but , instead, settled for "Girls. . ."

"Won-Won? Where's my Won-Won?"

"Damn it, Harry, hide me!" Harry was positive that Hermione was somewhere smiling.

And, in a twist of fate, Ron - Won-Won - Weasley broke up with Lavender Brown. Hermione is smiling again, occasionally wraps an arm around Ron. Ron is somewhat guilty, but then again 'At least I got rid of her!'. Lavender is in Hermione-pre-Ron/Lav-break-up-mood - miserable etc. - and Harry finally has his two best friends back.

Fin.

Silly, I know. I wrote it in a few minutes, though, so be gentle. :)