A/N-  plan on making this a Ron/Hermione fic with an ending that is weird, I already wrote this, and people liked it, but I felt it was rather bad, so I'm rewriting it. Otay!!

Chapter 1- Unexplained Obstacles

Harry Potter and Ron Weasley sat in the common room alone, talking about the fight they had just had with Hermione. One thing had lead to another and she ended up exploding on both of them.

"Honestly, how does she expect us not to read it when she drops it in front of us and says 'there'" Ron muttered heatedly. Hermione had just stormed off on them about reading her letter to Viktor, but she was the one who mistakenly dropped it in front of them instead of her Charms homework, "I mean why does she have to go off like that anyway?" Ron asked testily, but Harry gave him that 'because-you-hate-Viktor' look.

"Weasley! Potter! " Harry and Ron jumped as they turned around. Professor McGonagall was in their common room.

"Hi Professor, what brings you here?" Ron asked in a completely false voice. Even though McGonagall was the head of Gryffindor she rarely came into the common room, so it was not a treat to see her there.

"Actually Weasley I need Ms. Granger, have you seen her?"

"Yeah, but she's not exactly in the greatest of moods right now, is there anything we can do for you?" McGonagall sighed slightly and turned around to the portrait hole, opening it. A girl about Hermione's height stepped into the room. She was wearing a small white dress that stopped mid-thigh, and had platform shoes and a matching handbag.

"This is our new student, her name is Britany, I trust you guys can show her around school with out much trouble." McGonagall said, then she turned around, and placed a large trunk in front of Britany before exiting.

"Hi, my name is Ron Weasley." He squelched out in a weird high-pitched voice. Harry though stayed smooth,

"And I'm Harry Potter." He said, almost instantaneously regretting using his last name. Britany on the other hand didn't seem at all perturbed by meeting the two, well at least until she heard Harry's last name.

"Really, the Harry Potter?" She asked anxiously. He nodded,

"So what year are you in?" he asked,

"sixth." She replied

"Oh same as us." Ron said. Britany looked over at him and subconsciously wiped her neckline with a small white handkerchief. It was true that Ron was pretty handsome. In his fifth year he was already six feet tall, and because of his spot on the Gryffindor Quidditch team his shoulders and biceps had really grown out. His messy hair was somewhat appealing to girl's too.

"Is there anywhere I can put this trunk, it's awful heavy?" Britany asked, and Ron dashed for it, picked it up with ease and walked toward the girl's steps,

"I'll put this at the end of your bed for you all right?"

"Why thank you, I always depended on the kindness of strangers." She said in an American Country voice. Harry and Britany laughed while Ron stood there oblivious to the statement.

"I'll explain later." Harry said; Ron went up the steps. He made his way to the sixth year girl's dormitory and knocked on it, lavender answered,

"What?"

"I have to put this new girl's trunk by her bed." Lavender pushed the door open and scattered over to Parvati to spread the news. Ron carried the trunk to the edge of one of the free beds and placed it down, before going back downstairs, passing Lavender and Parvati on the way, who were spying from the landing.

Hermione came out of the fifth Year girl's dormitory, and stopped. Lavender and Parvati were still on the stairs, spying through the rails.

"What are you doing?" She asked looking at the puzzling positions they were in.

"Ron just brought this new girl's trunk upstairs into our room, and now we were looking at her. She's gorgeous, if only she did something with that hair, maybe plateau or braids."
Lavender was going on and on about Britany's hair.

'You guys are weird, spying on the new girl, I'll meet her tonight, bye." Hermione said walking away from them. Parvati and Lavender kept talking though,

"Look at her and Ron, they are so cute together." Parvati squealed. Hermione turned around in a flash and went over to the railing, but all she saw was Harry's back as the three exited.

"Where did they go?" Hermione asked Parvati and Lavender who shrugged their shoulders. Hermione tensed up and stared at them anxiously,

"You have no idea?" Parvati and Lavender shrugged their shoulders again. Hermione grabbed Parvati by her shoulders and shook her,

"You have to know something!" She pleaded. Parvati stepped back away from her,

"Jesus! Don't have a cow; they'll be back. I doubt they'll forget their homework."

"Why would you say that?"

"That is why you're worried isn't it, they didn't finish their homework."

Hermione stopped to think why she was blatantly overreacting all of a sudden. Was it because they left without telling her? Was it because she was still angry about the letter? No, it was because Ron, it was because Ron and the new girl looked 'good' together. Why did that bother her so much?


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"So that's why I had to leave Crossroad's Academy back in America." Britany finished telling about her move from America to England. Ron was listening very avidly, while Harry and Alicia were talking about some Quidditch replacement stuff. Ron was the Gryffindor keeper for the team, but he was much, much more interested in Britany. She was beautiful. Britany had changed into her school robes already, but still looked as beautiful as she did in a dress. Her black and brown hair came down to her chin and curved off to the side. (Think Halle Berry) She had on two white diamond earrings, and a ring with a butterfly on it. Her eyes were a caramel brown, rivaling those of Ginny's, and she had a beautiful smile.

" So have you picked your elective classes yet?" Ron asked Britany. She nodded,

"Yeah, I have Divination, Care of Magical Creatures, and Ancient Runes. I do my best at Transfiguration though, what about you?"

"Well, I have Divination and Care of magical Creatures, but I do best at Defense Against the Dark Arts, actually me and Harry both do. We've both had very in depth experiences"

"Really? Could you tell me about it!" Britany asked, looking up at Ron with a huge smile on her face. Britany was like a little kid, sucking up ever word Ron was saying eagerly.

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"Where are they?" Hermione mumbled to herself, pacing back and forth through the common room. Harry had already come back from their tour, but Ron wanted to show Britany a few more sights. Harry and Dean were playing chess nearby,

"I bet he's showing her the broom closet right now." Dean smirked; both he and Harry fell back laughing. Hermione fell down in a seat, her face subdued. Why was she stressing over Ron anyway? She already had perfectly good boyfriend, she was only worried Ron would get hurt; yeah that's it.

The Portrait Hole opened, and Ron and Britany walked through. Actually only Ron walked because he was carrying Britany in his arms, and she was humming the Nuptial Tune, and Ron was laughing. (Nuptial tune meaning that wedding song, dum dum di dum)

"What's so funny, wait you two didn't elope?" Harry said, standing up, He and Dean were still playing. Ron and Britany looked at each other

"Yeah!" he said. Hermione gasped, and fell back on her chair, immobile.

"Really?". Harry asked again.

"No, not really, but . . .  Hermione!" Ron said loudly. He gently put Britany down and ran to Hermione, shaking her, but she didn't move. She was unconscious.

A/N- THEY DIDN'T ELOPE! He says no, but Hermione didn't hear that part, and she's being melodramatic because she's such a drama queen. Prissy little bi- I mean . . . yeah.