Note: Chapter two! Well, it's probably shorter then chapter one, but Chapter three is going to be much longer, but this chapter needed to be short... so Ginny's... secret love intrest was the main point... (Okay The French Toast was one of the main points, too.)


The next morning when Hermione woke up Ginny was gone, where had she gone? Brekfast decided Hermione, her tummy grumbling. So, with French Toast in mind Hermione therw her hair up into a bun and walked down the creaking, descending steps, still in yesterday's clothes.
"Morning everyone!" Hermione said brightly as she entered the small kitchen, in which Ron, Ginny, Harry, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were seated around the cramped table.

"Good morning, 'Mione, Ginny's just told us somthing intresting about you!" Said Ron, with a smirk on his face.Hermione's heart sank, oh no, she's told them, Hermione thought with a deep loathing for Ginny.

"Oh...di-did she? And... what did she tell you, exactly?" Hermione asked, losing her appitite.

Molly Weasley shot Ginny a reproachful look, "Ginerva, you shouldn't have told anyone that, it wasn't any of your bussiness"

Ginny nearly spat out her Orange Juice, "Are you kidding me? My best friend's health is extremly important to me"

"Is anyone going to tell me what Ginny told you?" Hermione said, loudley, over the now yelling Molly.

"You haven't quit smoking." Ron said, although, it wasn't unkind, it was merley amused. Hermione nearly burst out laughing, so Ginny hadn't told them about her father, "Oh, well, yea, I have, but it's okay I'm going to quit in awhile"

Hermione, suddenly realising how starving she was, sat down on the rickity wooden chair, and forked some French Toast off the plate in the middle of the table and onto her own."Hermione, how do theese... siggyarthings work?" Mr. Weasly asked, intrested in Muggle things, as usual.

Molly blushed, embarassed by her husband, and as she passed Hermione home made syrup, she said sternly to Arthur, "Would you please!? The poor girl dosen't need to be answering your silly questions, dear! And, you've got to be getting to The Ministry! Your going to be late..."

Arthur kissed his wife on the cheek bade them all good-bye and walked over to the fire place, before getting devourd by green flames.

"The nerve of him..." Mrs. Weasly muttered as she headed up the stairs.

Ginny laughed at her mother and then turned to Harry, "So, you haven't exactly been the life of the party, why are you so quiet"

Harry looked up from his plate, grinned then said, "Well... just thinking... about last night," then Harry forked himself some more food.

"Ugh, spare me, please?" Hermione said, voice muffled with toast.

Ron laughed, even though it wasn't ment to be a joke.

"I just ment, I seen you smoking last night, but I didn't see you, see you," Harry said, not making much sense.

Ginny raised one eyebrow, "Uh? Harry speak english or don't speak at all."

"I just ment," Harry said staring at Hermione, "I seen you smoking but didn't realise you were doing it."

"And they call you The Chose One?" Ginny laughed at a now blushing Harry.

Hermione watch Harry mimic Ginny when she wasn't looking, oh he loved her, Hermione knew it, but Ginny was over Harry, way over Harry.

"Ginny, do you mind passing the Syrup?" Ron asked, staring longingly at the Syrup Container.

Hermione giggled as Ginny passed him the syrup and said (making a fair point), "Don't you have enough, your toast is already drowning in it."

Ron mumbled somthing that sounded like a swear word as he layered more of the sugary substance on his toast. As Ron went to put it down on the table it fell from his hands and got all over Harry.

"Dammit!" Harry swore under his breath, furious.

Ginny smiled, "I'll get it, you probably can't reach your wand without getting more of it on you"

Harry scowled but allowed Ginny to clean up the mess with her wand. Harry was probably starting to get confused by her, one minuet she's insulting him the next she's helping him...

"Umm... Ginny just because the Ministry dosen't have proof your doing underage magic, do you really think you should break the law?" Asked Hermione.

Ginny just laughed. Maybe she wasn't totally over Harry, afterall.

"May I talk to you in private for a second Ginny?" Hermione asked, knowing that she would forget her question if she waited untill later.Ginerva nodded and followed Hermione into the upstairs bathroom, it has a lock on the door, so they decided they wouldn't be barged in on."So... you were awfully quick to help Harry..." Hermione said, beating around the bush.

Ginny shrugged, "So"

"Do you fancy him, still? I thought you liked... you know..."

"I do still like him... both of them." Ginny said, slighty uncomfy.

Hermione stared at Ginny, wondering, then she said, "Why do you like him?"

Ginny bit her finger nails then asked, "Who Harry?"

"No," Hermione said. "Draco."

"Not all Slytherins are bad!"

"He is." Hermione said. If Ginny was allowed to look out for her, surley Hermione was allowed to look out for Ginny, too. Ginny looked slightly hurt, as if she knew he was bad news, but couldn't resist, as if he, Draco, were an addiction.

"Lets go back downstairs they'll be wondering what we're up to." Ginny mumbled, taking the easy route out, and unlocking the door.
Hermione and Ginny had quickly formed a plan, if they were to be asked what they had been up to. Right on que Ron opened his mouth and asked Ginny (but staring at Hermione), "Where were you two?"

"Talking." Ginny answered.

"About?" Inquired Harry.

"The best way for me to ak Neville out, when we get back to school." Hermione answered staring at Ron, cheekily.
Ron was obviously taken aback, not knowing it was a joke, unlike Harry.

"Kidding, Ronald." Hermione told him.

Ginny laughed as Ron muttered, "I know," while his face was growing slightly pink.