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"You really should be doing your homework," Hermione sighed. Reclining on the same couch as Ron was sitting in, Hermione shifted her head slightly, finding a more comfortable position in Ron's lap. She was reading a book, while Ron played with Hermione's hair and silently read a Quidditch magazine. Similar couches occupied the Common Room, but all were empty. They were the sole residents of the room, at the moment.
"Yeah, I know" he said lazily, but made no movement to get up. She didn't actually mind. She loved being like this with him and he loved it too.
With a soft creak that severed the tranquility, Harry entered the Common Room through the portrate hole.
"Hi Harry" said Hermione looking up from her book to see who had come in and then turning back to it quickly.
"Hey Harry" said Ron and kept reading the magazine.
Harry sat at one of the Common Room tables, and hunted for a quill in his
pockets. While he fumbled for it, he took a page of parchment and a bottle of
ink from a table and opened his Transfiguration book, steeling himself for
his next essay assignment. He wrote a few lines and was already out of something to say. He stared thoughtfully into space. A few minutes passed where everything was quiet. Since it was the Easter holidays, the Common Room was practically empty. Ron and Hermione remained the same while Harry tried to think of something to write in his essay. Harry's mind was starting to wander off and he found himself looking at Ron and Hermione on the sofa.
I wish I was like that with Ginny, he found himself thinking. He could deny it no longer. Ever since they had teamed together to make Ron and Hermione to admit their feelings, Harry couldn't stop thinking about her. He had liked her way before that, but having been so close to her as to actually work together was driving him mad. He couldn't keep it hidden or deny it, he liked her, he liked her very much and the thought of not being able to know the way she feels about him or not being able to tell her how much he loves her was killing him.
He found himself staring at her during lunch, and dinner and he couldn't help it. He daydreamed about her and could never get her out of his mind. At times, he thought it was ironic that he had helped his two best friends tell each other the way they felt when he couldn't even tell the girl of his dreams that he loved her.
Harry's thoughts were suddenly interrupted as a pretty redheaded girl entered the Common Room. She was singing and dancing as she entered the Room and her voice filled the air. Harry grinned at her and said:
"Hey Gin"
"Hi Harry" she responded,
"What's up?" he asked as she sat opposite him on the table humming the tune of a song.
"Not much really, what about you?" she asked as she took out parchment, ink, quills and books.
"Nothing, just stupid homework. Where were you?"
"Just walking around. It's been a pretty boring day". She kept humming the tune of a song while searching for a page in one of her books.
Harry found himself looking at her once again. God, she's beautiful, he thought. Her pretty long red hair was up in a ponytail, but several strands of hair were falling at the sides making it look as if it were natural. Her brilliant brown eyes, now traveling from left to right and her wonderful voice, even if it was just humming, gave Harry a strange, but great feeling. Every time he saw her, he got butterflies in his stomach.
"What?" asked Ginny looking at him puzzled when she realized he was staring at her.
"I'm sorry if my singing is annoying, I just love this song I was listening to and I can't get it out of my head. I'll stop"
"No, no don't. You sing well, very well" he said.
"Oh, well... thanks" she said smiling at him and going back to work.
A few minutes passed in which they were in silence. And Hermione was reading still reading her book and Ron was still reading his magazine. Harry didn't feel like doing homework anymore, not that he ever felt like it, and decided to take a walk around the grounds. He put down his quill, closed his book and collected his parchment.
"I'm going for a walk, I don't feel like doing homework," he said getting up from the table.
"You really shouldn't postpone you homework you know," said Hermione looking up from her book.
"I know, I know. I'll do it later"
"Ok, but I hope you remember," she said and went back to her book.
"Wait, Harry! Are you going passed the library?" asked Ginny getting up from her chair.
"Um...yeah, I guess"
"Ok, then I'll go with you, I just realized I have some research to do"
Harry's wish of being alone with Ginny was coming true. She picked up her things and the two of them set out.
"Good, they're gone," said Hermione as soon as they were out, putting her book down.
"Yes, good" said Ron throwing the magazine aside. And just as Hermione was about to get up, Ron kissed her gently on the lips, which made her lay back down again. 'Forget Harry and Ginny' said a small voice inside Hermione's head as she pulled him closer. No, you have to do something about them, said another small voice inside her head.
"Ron we have to do something about them" said Hermione pulling apart from him.
"About who?" asked Ron.
"Harry and-" she said not finishing her sentence as Ron kissed her on the lips again. This time the kiss was longer and deeper. If it weren't for the need to breath, they would have never pulled apart. Then Hermione remembered what she had to say and before Ron kissed her again she said:
"About Harry and Ginny". Ron stopped.
"What about them?" he asked.
"Well, didn't you see the way they look at each other?"
"What way?"
"Ron, Ginny likes Harry-"
"We sort of knew that already"
"And Harry likes Ginny"
"What?!"
"Oh my god, Ron please tell me you've noticed it too!" said Hermione now sitting up as she had originally intended to.
"No, I haven't. Nobody ever tells me anything"
"Well, anyone can notice it a mile away. The way he stares at her, the way she smiles back. Please they like each other they just don't admit it. And we have to help them do it" she said determined.
"Oh no, Hermione. I'm not helping anybody tell Ginny that they like her. What if something goes wrong? Besides it's between them, let them work it out". Hermione was standing up, her hands on her hips, eyebrows raised, staring at Ron.
"What?" he asked.
"I remember back in Christmas, which I might remind you was not long ago, a certain someone having trouble telling me their feelings," said Hermione.
"Uh...well...that was different" he said shyly not looking at Hermione.
"Oh, yeah? How?" Ron opened his mouth to argue, but couldn't think of a reason, so instead the said:
"Ok, point taken. So what do you want to do?"
"Well" said Hermione now pacing up and down "I'm not one hundred percent positive that they really like each other." Hermione confessed even though she was talking to herself more than Ron. He was used to this so he watched her pace up and down.
"But then again they can't really deny it. Especially the way I found them last Christmas." She stopped immediately and covered her mouth with both of her hands fully aware of what she had just said in front of Ron.
"WHAT?!?! What did you just say?" asked Ron standing up.
"Oh my god, no, just erase what I just said out of our mind." Hermione said hoping that maybe the castle might burn down at that moment so Ron would forget what she had just said.
"I'm not just going to forget what you said just now. Now tell me exactly how you found Harry and Ginny." Ron's temper was starting to rise.
"Um... well... I-I guess you could say... they were... you know... kinda... just... erm... sleeping." Hermione said quietly. She knew what was coming next.
"WHAT?!?!?! Exactly what do you mean by sleeping." Ron's temper had definitely rose. "Hermione? There are different kinds of sleeping."
"NO! Not that way! Just you know sort of the same way we just were but they fell asleep and well... that's it." She wasn't giving him every little detail. They looked a little more comfortable than Ron and Hermione had but Ron didn't need to know that.
"How could you not tell me anything about it?!?! Oh you can bet that Ginny is going hear from me! And Harry too!" Ron's voice was rising.
"Ron they were both tired and they fell asleep! It's not like they intentionally did it. Do you honestly think I would lie to you?" Hermione said trying to calm him.
"When did this happen?" Ron said bringing his voice down.
"The day that you asked me to the Christmas ball But I said no because Harry had asked me first" Hermione said quietly.
"Please don't bring that up again." Ron said miserably and Hermione laughed.
"Come on Ron. It was just an accident they fell asleep and it was a long time ago, so what's the point of making a big deal out of it now?" Hermione said.
"Ok, Ok fine. You're right. But you still should have told me." Ron gave in to Hermione there was no way he would ever win.
"Just let it go Ron. Now back to the plan." Hermione said going back to thinking.
"I don't want a plan." Ron mumbled and Hermione glared at him.
"Fine... so what's the plan?" Ron asked. He knew he shouldn't have even opened his mouth in the first place.
"You really should be doing your homework," Hermione sighed. Reclining on the same couch as Ron was sitting in, Hermione shifted her head slightly, finding a more comfortable position in Ron's lap. She was reading a book, while Ron played with Hermione's hair and silently read a Quidditch magazine. Similar couches occupied the Common Room, but all were empty. They were the sole residents of the room, at the moment.
"Yeah, I know" he said lazily, but made no movement to get up. She didn't actually mind. She loved being like this with him and he loved it too.
With a soft creak that severed the tranquility, Harry entered the Common Room through the portrate hole.
"Hi Harry" said Hermione looking up from her book to see who had come in and then turning back to it quickly.
"Hey Harry" said Ron and kept reading the magazine.
Harry sat at one of the Common Room tables, and hunted for a quill in his
pockets. While he fumbled for it, he took a page of parchment and a bottle of
ink from a table and opened his Transfiguration book, steeling himself for
his next essay assignment. He wrote a few lines and was already out of something to say. He stared thoughtfully into space. A few minutes passed where everything was quiet. Since it was the Easter holidays, the Common Room was practically empty. Ron and Hermione remained the same while Harry tried to think of something to write in his essay. Harry's mind was starting to wander off and he found himself looking at Ron and Hermione on the sofa.
I wish I was like that with Ginny, he found himself thinking. He could deny it no longer. Ever since they had teamed together to make Ron and Hermione to admit their feelings, Harry couldn't stop thinking about her. He had liked her way before that, but having been so close to her as to actually work together was driving him mad. He couldn't keep it hidden or deny it, he liked her, he liked her very much and the thought of not being able to know the way she feels about him or not being able to tell her how much he loves her was killing him.
He found himself staring at her during lunch, and dinner and he couldn't help it. He daydreamed about her and could never get her out of his mind. At times, he thought it was ironic that he had helped his two best friends tell each other the way they felt when he couldn't even tell the girl of his dreams that he loved her.
Harry's thoughts were suddenly interrupted as a pretty redheaded girl entered the Common Room. She was singing and dancing as she entered the Room and her voice filled the air. Harry grinned at her and said:
"Hey Gin"
"Hi Harry" she responded,
"What's up?" he asked as she sat opposite him on the table humming the tune of a song.
"Not much really, what about you?" she asked as she took out parchment, ink, quills and books.
"Nothing, just stupid homework. Where were you?"
"Just walking around. It's been a pretty boring day". She kept humming the tune of a song while searching for a page in one of her books.
Harry found himself looking at her once again. God, she's beautiful, he thought. Her pretty long red hair was up in a ponytail, but several strands of hair were falling at the sides making it look as if it were natural. Her brilliant brown eyes, now traveling from left to right and her wonderful voice, even if it was just humming, gave Harry a strange, but great feeling. Every time he saw her, he got butterflies in his stomach.
"What?" asked Ginny looking at him puzzled when she realized he was staring at her.
"I'm sorry if my singing is annoying, I just love this song I was listening to and I can't get it out of my head. I'll stop"
"No, no don't. You sing well, very well" he said.
"Oh, well... thanks" she said smiling at him and going back to work.
A few minutes passed in which they were in silence. And Hermione was reading still reading her book and Ron was still reading his magazine. Harry didn't feel like doing homework anymore, not that he ever felt like it, and decided to take a walk around the grounds. He put down his quill, closed his book and collected his parchment.
"I'm going for a walk, I don't feel like doing homework," he said getting up from the table.
"You really shouldn't postpone you homework you know," said Hermione looking up from her book.
"I know, I know. I'll do it later"
"Ok, but I hope you remember," she said and went back to her book.
"Wait, Harry! Are you going passed the library?" asked Ginny getting up from her chair.
"Um...yeah, I guess"
"Ok, then I'll go with you, I just realized I have some research to do"
Harry's wish of being alone with Ginny was coming true. She picked up her things and the two of them set out.
"Good, they're gone," said Hermione as soon as they were out, putting her book down.
"Yes, good" said Ron throwing the magazine aside. And just as Hermione was about to get up, Ron kissed her gently on the lips, which made her lay back down again. 'Forget Harry and Ginny' said a small voice inside Hermione's head as she pulled him closer. No, you have to do something about them, said another small voice inside her head.
"Ron we have to do something about them" said Hermione pulling apart from him.
"About who?" asked Ron.
"Harry and-" she said not finishing her sentence as Ron kissed her on the lips again. This time the kiss was longer and deeper. If it weren't for the need to breath, they would have never pulled apart. Then Hermione remembered what she had to say and before Ron kissed her again she said:
"About Harry and Ginny". Ron stopped.
"What about them?" he asked.
"Well, didn't you see the way they look at each other?"
"What way?"
"Ron, Ginny likes Harry-"
"We sort of knew that already"
"And Harry likes Ginny"
"What?!"
"Oh my god, Ron please tell me you've noticed it too!" said Hermione now sitting up as she had originally intended to.
"No, I haven't. Nobody ever tells me anything"
"Well, anyone can notice it a mile away. The way he stares at her, the way she smiles back. Please they like each other they just don't admit it. And we have to help them do it" she said determined.
"Oh no, Hermione. I'm not helping anybody tell Ginny that they like her. What if something goes wrong? Besides it's between them, let them work it out". Hermione was standing up, her hands on her hips, eyebrows raised, staring at Ron.
"What?" he asked.
"I remember back in Christmas, which I might remind you was not long ago, a certain someone having trouble telling me their feelings," said Hermione.
"Uh...well...that was different" he said shyly not looking at Hermione.
"Oh, yeah? How?" Ron opened his mouth to argue, but couldn't think of a reason, so instead the said:
"Ok, point taken. So what do you want to do?"
"Well" said Hermione now pacing up and down "I'm not one hundred percent positive that they really like each other." Hermione confessed even though she was talking to herself more than Ron. He was used to this so he watched her pace up and down.
"But then again they can't really deny it. Especially the way I found them last Christmas." She stopped immediately and covered her mouth with both of her hands fully aware of what she had just said in front of Ron.
"WHAT?!?! What did you just say?" asked Ron standing up.
"Oh my god, no, just erase what I just said out of our mind." Hermione said hoping that maybe the castle might burn down at that moment so Ron would forget what she had just said.
"I'm not just going to forget what you said just now. Now tell me exactly how you found Harry and Ginny." Ron's temper was starting to rise.
"Um... well... I-I guess you could say... they were... you know... kinda... just... erm... sleeping." Hermione said quietly. She knew what was coming next.
"WHAT?!?!?! Exactly what do you mean by sleeping." Ron's temper had definitely rose. "Hermione? There are different kinds of sleeping."
"NO! Not that way! Just you know sort of the same way we just were but they fell asleep and well... that's it." She wasn't giving him every little detail. They looked a little more comfortable than Ron and Hermione had but Ron didn't need to know that.
"How could you not tell me anything about it?!?! Oh you can bet that Ginny is going hear from me! And Harry too!" Ron's voice was rising.
"Ron they were both tired and they fell asleep! It's not like they intentionally did it. Do you honestly think I would lie to you?" Hermione said trying to calm him.
"When did this happen?" Ron said bringing his voice down.
"The day that you asked me to the Christmas ball But I said no because Harry had asked me first" Hermione said quietly.
"Please don't bring that up again." Ron said miserably and Hermione laughed.
"Come on Ron. It was just an accident they fell asleep and it was a long time ago, so what's the point of making a big deal out of it now?" Hermione said.
"Ok, Ok fine. You're right. But you still should have told me." Ron gave in to Hermione there was no way he would ever win.
"Just let it go Ron. Now back to the plan." Hermione said going back to thinking.
"I don't want a plan." Ron mumbled and Hermione glared at him.
"Fine... so what's the plan?" Ron asked. He knew he shouldn't have even opened his mouth in the first place.