Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever own, any characters in Harry Potter.

A/N: This is a plot I made up a long time ago. I just finally decided to put it down on paper (well, computer) a couple of days ago.

Background: In this story, it is the beginning of their 6th year, and Cho is dating Harry.

Warning: I do not plan on making this story long- 3 chapters is what I am planning on now- and I am not entirely sure if Harry and Hermione will actually end up together, or if it will just show the foundation of a romance. What do you think?


Harry, Hermione, and Ron were sitting in the common room, doing their homework. Well, actually, Hermione was doing her homework, Harry was staring blankly at his parchment, and Ron, who didn't even have his supplies out, was asking people who walked by if they fancied a game of chess. Hermione had already nagged Ron at least a dozen times to do his homework, but Ron seemed just as persistent in not doing his homework as Hermione was on telling him to do it.

"Ron," Hermione asked, "do you realize that if you stopped arguing with me, you might have at least a few sentences down?"

"Hermione," Ron mimicked "do you realize that if you didn't tell me to do my homework, you could be done with all of yours by now?" Hermione grunted exasperated. Ron smirked and looked at Dean coming into the common room.

"Hey Dean!" he shouted. Dean turned towards Ron. "You want to play a game of wizard's chess?"

"Sure." Dean replied. Ron got up and went to a small table where a chess game was already set up.

Hermione shook her head and went back to work. After ten minutes or so, she was almost done with her paper, and wanted to know Harry's opinion on something.

"Harry," she started, "Do you think I should end the essay with..." then she looked up and noticed that Harry had nothing but a title on his paper, "What have you been doing this whole time? In have almost finished my paper you have nothing."

Harry looked at her. "That's not true. I have a title."

"Harry, that's the title Snape told us to use."

"Oh." Harry sighed and looked into the fire. "I've just been thinking, I guess."

"About what, Harry? What's wrong?"

Harry opened his mouth and Hermione braced herself for something big: new nightmares, his scar was hurting, or anything of that nature.

"Cho's birthday is coming up, and I have no idea what to get her." Harry said, turning his head to look at Hermione.

"Oh." While she knew Harry was terrible with girls, that was no where near what she had thought he would say, and a small part of her was ashamed that she couldn't guess him better than that.

Harry was looking at her expectantly, and she quickly came up with a solution.

"I'll tell you what. This Friday is Hogsmeade weekend, and I'll go with you to get a gift for Cho." She said.

"Oh thanks Hermione. You are a real life saver. She reminded me that her birthday was next Tuesday this morning and I had no idea what to do."

"Oh Harry." She said while shaking her head. They both turned back to their homework.


A/N: Well... what do you think so far?