Hermione stumbled down the stairs the next morning, still rubbing sleep from her eyes. As she wandered into the Common Room, she saw a dark haired boy sitting on the carpet, leaning on her favorite armchair. She realized that Ginny must have broken the news early that morning, and with a sigh, she walked over to the boy.
"Hey," She said, sitting down beside him, resting her back on the chair. He mumbled some sort of greeting, hardly looking up.
"Harry, is it Ginny?" He nodded. She sighed once more, momentarily regretting her decision to be the matchmaker.
"You wanna talk about it?"
"Sure. She walked in here, told me things weren't working out at the moment, and that we should see some other people. But I know that if I go and see someone else, she'll lose her temper. So the new agreement, is for her to do what she wants for however long she wants to, while I follow her around like a sad lost puppy, until she decides that I'm worthy again," His words came out in a rush, and once he'd finished, his eyes were burning with anger. Hermione put a hand lightly on his shoulder, and smiled at him.
"Harry, you know Ginny, and I know Ginny. The best way to get at her, is jealousy. So do exactly what she said. Date someone else for a bit. Who knows, maybe they'll work out better than she did. And if that's not the case, she'll be back with you in a jiffy, because her judgment isn't to great right now," She replied, her eyes twinkling. Harry let a grin spread across his face.
"Hermione Granger, you are a genius!" He hugged her, and got up. Taking her hand, he pulled her to her feet, and together they proceeded to the dining hall.
Breakfast wasn't a pleasant time for Hermione, for various reasons.
Number One: She and Harry walked into the hall holding hands. Earning glares from both Ginny and Ron. Neither of which had the right to be upset.
Secondly: Draco Malfoy had seen the hand-holding thing. And proceeded to taunt her from across the hall.
Thirdly: Blaise Zabini 'accidentally' knocked her orange juice into her lap on his way past. And then Harry cursed him. Landing both of them in detention.
"Hermione, I'm sorry, it was my fault. I'll tell McGonagall that it was all me. You didn't do anything!" Harry suggested as they made their way to detention.
"I did nothing but laugh at him. And anyway, if I leave you in detention alone with him, you're likely to kill each other," She chuckled, ruffling his hair affectionately. He grinned at her, and a tingle rose in her stomach. She smiled back, ignoring the feeling of ecstasy rising in her.
"I see the two Gryffindor Love Birds have arrived. Where's the Weasel? Or are you just the Golden Couple now?" Blaise snickered as they walked in. Professor McGonagall glared at him, and he shut his mouth.
"Shut up, Blaise," Snapped Harry before taking a seat, inviting Hermione to sit beside him.
"Quiet, Mr. Potter, Mr. Zabini, I expect you two to behave civilly in this classroom," McGonagall snapped, before going to her desk.
"Today, as you're punishment, you're going to sort through old student files, and dispose of the old ones, of students who no longer attend this school," She finished, looking at the students over her glasses. Hermione nodded, Harry mumbled an 'Okay', and Blaise snorted quietly.
"Oh look, it's Percy's file!" Hermione exclaimed, showing the dusty envelope to Harry. He nodded, smiling. They'd been working for an hour, with only a few recognizable names. Detention was nearly over, and the sun was nearly gone from the sky. He heard a gasp, and looked up to see Hermione staring at a file, becoming teary eyed.
"What is it Hermione?"
"It's Fred's file…" She muttered, staring down at the manila envelope in her hands. Harry looked at it closely, and the words Fred Weasley were indeed scrawled across the cover.
"Oh…Hermione…" He sighed, resting his hand on hers. She looked up, and gave him a watery smile. She pulled out her wand, flung the folder into the air, and lit it on fire. The flames were an electric blue, sending sparks of green and red into the air. Hermione then sent a jet of water to douse the fire, and all that was left of Fred's folder was glittering pieces of confetti. Professor McGonagall nodded approvingly at Hermione, before dismissing all three of them.
"Goodnight Harry!" Hermione called as she began up the stairs. He looked up, and rushed over to her.
"Hermione, I need you to do me a favor," He whispered urgently. She nodded, curious.
"Will you go out with me? Tomorrow, it's a Hogsmeade trip, will you come with me? Like a date?" Hermione stared at him, her mouth slightly open. Of course, she thought, Ginny. It's a plan, to get her back. For some reason, this stung a little, but she shook it off.
"Of course Harry!" She said, somewhat loudly, then winked. He grinned at her, and watched as she disappeared up the stairs.
Dun dun duuun! What will happen next? Will Hermione fall for Harry? Or will Ginny jinx her into oblivion? Stay tuned to find out! And review!
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