Author's note: I wrote this about a year ago and a friend of mine posted it but now I'm going to have it here on mine cause I'm thinking of making a sequel so please review

Disclaimer: I wake up everyday with the sad realization that these characters aren't mine.

Hermione had always had feelings for Ginny, ever since they had met. At first she had reasoned the feelings were a sisterly regard for the younger girl, seeing as she was Ron's sister and Ron was one of her best friend. But when she had heard of how Ginny had been possessed by Tom Riddle, in her second year after she had been awaken from being petrified, she felt a large amount of dread descend upon her heart and felt much more protective over Ginny then she had thought possible. As the years went by, she watched Ginny grow up more and more into a young woman. In her fourth year when the Yule Ball had been held, she had been asked by Victor Krum and was extremely excited and honored by being asked by him. She had taken extra care to prepare for the ball. When she had heard that Ginny was going as well, Hermione was thrilled that her friend was going to join her there. Maybe more than she should have been. And yet she had a strange feeling of unease attack at her heart till she had found out who was the redhead's date, Neville, and the reason she had agreed, Ginny's only way to be allowed to go. She thought she would have focused on her first date, in the great hall with all its grand decorations, yet her eyes constantly fell upon one person repeatedly unable to control herself. Her dress was not the prettiest one there, she was not as joyful as the others were, and she was not striking any type of interesting topic or such. In fact she looked quite depressed and plain in her hand me down dress robe compared to many other girls. Yet to Hermione, the youngest Weasley looked nothing but perfect. No matter what she was doing or where she was, she constantly had her eyes on Ginny. Hermione had even began getting annoyed at Krum for always following her and keeping her dancing when all she wanted to do was go over and have a conversation with the redhead. When she had finally escaped from Krum, Ron had begun confronting her for agreeing to go to the Yule Ball with as he said, "the enemy." By the end of the night Hermione deemed it hopeless to catch Ginny, and became so agitated she exploded on Ron.

Unknown to Hermione that night, she had been watch just as closely herself. Ginny had truly been ecstatic when she found a date to the Yule Ball. She had found a way to be near Hermione and see just who had asked out the older girl out and if Hermione had any serious feelings for him, whoever he was. Unlike the bushy haired girl Ginny recognized her feeling for what they were almost instantly. Her school girl crush for Harry ended as quickly as it had started, and only continued to act as if she fancied Harry to have an excuse to talk to Hermione. She was afraid to tell the older girl of her feelings in case she scared her away. The one time she had tried to tell the truth, Hermione interrupted with the wrong idea.

Flashback

Ginny sat next to the brown-eyed girl near the fireplace in their favorite armchairs. Ginny cleared her throat a bit to get Hermione's attention. She was reading out of an abnormally large book as usual. Hermione looked up, her face ready to tell off the person for disrupting her.

When she saw the redhead, her face cleared and she smiled, "hey Gin, what can I do for you?"

Ginny swallowed the sudden lump in her throat and looked around the common room. It was empty except for them.

"Well I've wanted to tell you something for a while now."

Hermione looked at her waiting for the rest patiently, "go on," she said for encouragement.

"Well you see, there's this person I fancy and I don't quite know how to tell he-"

She was cut off by a bout of laughter from her friend, "oh Gin, I already know you fancy Harry, you don't have to me about it. If you want to tell him yourself though, you might want to start working on talking to him more often."

Hermione gave the younger girl a comforting pat on the shoulder and stood gathering her belongings. Ginny was momentarily distracted by the sound of the beautiful laughter issuing from her friend's mouth to register what she had been told. When she had tried to correct Hermione's assumption she was again sidetracked by the touch she received on her shoulder. She a deep maroon blush formed on her cheeks from the contact, though Hermione thought it was from the topic on which they were on. Before Ginny could focus back on what she came here to do, it was too late. Hermione was already climbing up the stairs to her dormitory. Ginny slumped down in her chair, loathing her perfect performance and vowing to stop it at once.

End Flashback

The redhead shook herself out of her depressing thoughts. The entire time, her blue eyes were glued to Hermione and Krum. The way they touched when they danced or the way they laughed when they talked. Each thing only drove Ginny into a deeper despair then before. Neville's constant want to dance did nothing to cheer her up either, it only bruised her feet. Near the end of the night she saw Hermione detach herself from Krum with an immense look of relief on her face. Ginny was positive that the older girl was walking towards her, wanting to talk to her, but she was blocked by none other than Ginny's git of a brother, Ron. Blue eyes flashed as she glared holes into Ron's back, wishing him away, her hand itching to hurl a hex his way. Instead she sat down at a table dejectedly and drank a butterbeer, telling her date she was too tired to dance anymore. She soon went back to the Gryffindor Tower, leaving her happiness and hope in the great hall behind her.

That night both girls slept restlessly and disappointed. What both didn't know though was that there had been another set of eyes watching them. Taking into account how each girl looked at each other and how upset each was not to be able to spend their time together. Those pair of eyes watched in sadness themselves to see that neither girl got their wish. Those pair of eyes that watched from behind half-mooned spectacles gleamed when the person who owned those eyes formed a plan to help the girls on with their relationship problems. Dumbledore sat back in his chair in silently content, going over his plan in his head.

Btw the chapters are all written so I'll upload a new chapter every week or after every three reviews :)

oh and sorry for any mistakes I didn't catch