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Chapter 1: Making Plans

"Can you believe it? Ron and Hermione are actually dating!"

"I know! I mean, everyone saw it coming. The two of them are like a match made in heaven. I wish I had a guy like that."

"Yeah, me too. She is so lucky."

Two girls idly chatted about the latest news around school as they walked down the hall. When they passed by the hot new couple of Ron and Hermione, they giggled slightly and made their way to the next class.

"So, Hermione..." Ron said, his face flushing as red as his hair. "Are we going to do something tonight? I mean, now that we are dating we should go out and eat or watch a movie. But, if you don't want to then I completely understand. I mean, if you're busy or something or-"

"Ron," the brown haired girl had placed a finger on his lips to quiet him. "I would love to go to a movie tonight. Pick me up at six, we'll decide on the movie later...I'm about to be late for class."

"Ah! Me too!" Ron exclaimed and, without even giving his new girlfriend any warning, he ran off to class. Hermione shook her head and smiled, glad to have a sincere boyfriend who would not take her for granted.

When she sat her books promptly on her desk, she received numerous glances that were dying to know what it was like dating Ron. She desperately tried to ignore them, and quietly sat at her desk and waited for the professor to begin the lecture.

"'Mione." A deep voice whispered behind her. She shifted in her chair so she could have a better view of her friend.

"What is it Harry?"

"Heard about you and Ron. Boy, no one saw that one coming." he stated dryly. Hermione glared at the teenager with raven hair and swatted his arm lightly. "Ouch! Was that truly necessary? I mean, you've at least got to agree with me...right?"

"Miss Granger and Mister Potter, is there something you would like to share with the class?" the professor asked.

"No, Professor McGonagall." the two friends answered in unison.

"Good. Now, as I was saying..."

Hermione paid careful attention to every word that Professor McGonagall said. She was probably the only one, too. Most people, Harry included, were dazed off, pretending to listen, or secretly had their iPod in their ears.

As the class neared the end, Hermione found herself feeling rather anxious. It was the last class of the day, and she really wanted out of school so she could get read to go out with Ron. She was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she barely heard the last bell ringing. When she did, she bounced from her seat and her frizzy hair danced as she raced to get to her car.

"Mom! Dad! I'm home!" Hermione said as she burst through the door. Her parents barely got a glimpse of her as she rushed up the stairs to the bathroom.

She took a quick shower, and after going through countless of outfits to wear, she finally decided on something casual; a pair of jeans and a green polo. By the time she had applied her make-up ad wore some jewelry, it was already five-fifty. Hermione was somewhat taken by surprise at how much time she had wasted getting ready. Just as she began to walk downstairs, the doorbell rang.

'Well, he's a bit early, but I guess it's because he really wants to see the movie.' she mentally reasoned. When she opened the door, she was greeted with a light peck on the lips.

"Hey babe, you ready to go?" he asked with a cheeky smile.

"Yes, of course." Hermione replied, smiling up into his eyes.

"Well, come. Into my car we go!" Ron said with a laugh.