Hermione sat alone at breakfast the next morning. Further down the table Harry and Ron kept shooting glares at her. She simply replied with a carefully raised middle finger.

Hermione was aware of a shadow being cast across her plate. Looking up she saw Ginny looking both curious and apologetic.

"What?" Hermione asked quite coldly.

"Can I sit?"

"I certainly hope so."

"Here?"

"If you like." still in that cold tone.

Ginny sat opposite her. "So, how long has it been going on?"

"Five years."

"Five years? How did you keep that quiet?"

"It was easy. I'm always the last person people notice in the trio, including the other trio members. They don't know much about me, but I know everything about them."

"Men can be very self-centred can't they?"

"We're the ones to know aren't we? You with all your brothers, and me with my boys."

"You got that right. Maybe that's why I fell for Luna."

"I can see why, she's an interesting character."

"That's putting it mildly. And I can understand why you fell for him. He's a bad boy."

"And I'm a good little girl." Hermione laughed. "At least I used to be. He's re-educating me. It's a story of opposites."

Ginny paused. "Last night you said something about their love lives. What did you mean?"

"Haven't you ever wondered why Harry hasn't had a girlfriend yet? Or Ron either for that matter."

"I just assumed they were shy."

"Harry is in a relationship…with Ron."

"What?"

"Come on, they shared a dorm for six years, it had to happen."

"What is mum gonna say?"

"He's not the only child of hers to deserve a good yelling at. There's you for a start; can't imagine she'd be too pleased about that. And then there's the twins. George is hiding his sexuality from everyone except his twin, and Fred is secretly dating six girls at the same time; including the girl who is supposed to be George's girlfriend and the wife of his old quidditch captain. Percy has three illegitimate children with Penelope Clearwater and still refuses to marry her. I don't know about the older two but that's enough to be getting along with, don't you think?"

"Definitely. I never knew all of this. How did you find out?"

"I'm telepathic. I can read people's minds. I've been able to since birth."

"And what about this thing with Malfoy?"

"I realised early that he wasn't evil, or mean, it was just Harry's perspective. Yes he's bad, he's a Slytherin. But he has a good heart. We would often meet in the library in first year, and he showed me how different he was. I helped him see that the blood you have doesn't make a difference. He doesn't care that I'm muggle-born. The whole mudblood thing was something we came up with that summer after first year to throw people off the scent. He was brainwashed by his father. During the war he worked for us as a spy."

"I did wonder how we knew about enemy movements before they happened."

"And that's where you're different from Harry. He never questioned where the information came from. I think he just thought it was luck or something."

"Boys never notice anything do they?"

"Draco does. He notices everything. But our dear Harry and Ron notice not one blessed thing. It drives me crazy. Look I'll keep your secret if you keep mine. Deal?" Hermione held out a hand.

Ginny shook it. "Deal."

"Still keeping secrets from me I see." A voice said from behind Ginny.

"Hello Harry. What are you accusing me of this time?" Hermione said, rolling her eyes at Ginny, who suppressed a snort.

"Lying. Friends don't lie to each other."

Something inside Hermione snapped. Slamming her hands on the table and sending food flying she stood up. "Where do you get off accusing me of lying when I know a thing or two about you?"

"You don't know anything." He fired back. Everyone stopped talking and watched the scene.

"I know a lot. How about you learning occlumency after the war was over just to keep something hidden from me?"

"You've been keeping stuff from me and I demand to know what it is."

"Demand? How…dare you?"

"Oh I dare. Tell me, or so help me god…"

"You'll do what? Curse me? You may have quidditch reflexes but I'm quicker with a wand than you are. I also know more spells. You forget; I'm top of the year."

"Just tell me!"

"Oh I'll tell you about me and Draco when you tell me about you and Ron!" a second after she said it she clamped a hand over her mouth as the rest of the hall gasped.