Disclaimer: I Moonpaw, Owner of 'Simple Complications' do NOT own Amazing J.K Rowling's wonderful work, Or Harry Potter and other Characters, Etc. etc. The PLOT is mine! So keep your scummy paws off!

This chapter is partly in Hermione's P.O.V. Non-Hermione-P.O.V will be in Bold, K?

I don't know why it was so strange to see Ginny next to Harry. Maybe it was because they were standing so close, or maybe it was because Ginny's hair was equally as disheveled as Harry's. If Ginny's hair hadn't been messed up, I probably wouldn't have suspected anything. Indeed, she was trying to flatten her hair, but I could've sworn in front of Voldemort (without flinching) that she had a hickey somewhere beneath her left ear.

Then there was Harry. He was smiling sheepishly; for reasons I wouldn't want to know. I noticed that the piece supposed to keep it on his face, not the bridge, was broken on the left side. I shook my head, not to raise my eyes for a while. By now, Harry had joined in the laughing, and Fred was holding onto the bed for support, while George was practically crying. This I could tell because they were both bent really low, as though trying to provoke me.

I felt my face burn in embarassment. When I looked into Ron's hurt eyes, I could bear it no longer.

WHAM!

Fred found himself on the floor, looking up in shock. Hermione was right there on top of him. In anger, she flung a fist squarely onto his nose. In a satisfacted way, she pranced out, eyes closed and head up in a silent 'Hmph'.

The slightly wary teen stood up, now sporting a bloody nose. It seemed he was having trouble breathing. As though trying to act brave, Fred smiled weakly and croaked, "She's strong."

The others stared in disbelief. Now wheezing for breath, the twin sat down next to Ron, who was gaping at the door. It seemed impossible, but it...was. No one understood, until Ginny caught sight of the letter in Ron's hand.

In all haste she dived for it, snatching it in a triumphant way. Ron gasped, then said declaratively, "Bloody Hell, Ginny, no wonder Angelina accepted you as a seeker!" Ignoring his comment, the only Weasley girl stared at the parchment.

In a sassy manner, Ginny dropped the page and exited, murmuring something that sounded vaguely like "Boys.."

"Damn Ron, what the Bloody Hell did you have to write to get a girl kiss you, punch me, then get Ginny to stomp out as well!" Hissed George. Harry had grabbed the page, and his emerald eyes rolled across the letter.

"Perhaps it was because he didn't write it." He murmured. With a horrified expression, the twins stole the page and began reading it, the story seeming implausible.

"That's it. I've had it with this piece of Krum." George muttered. Fred continued for him; "I say we go give him a right kick in the-"

Hermione had reappered in the doorway, her menacing stare terrifying the four boys. "Give me that letter."

"Honestly Hermione! You shouldn't put up with this! Your really strong, you ought to grab a beaters bat and thwack him to a bloody damn pulp." The speaker was, unexpectedly, Ron.

"You do, do you?" She gave a sly smile. The teen started to play seductress, walking torwards Ron with her hands on her hips, which were going back and forth with every step. Ron was gazed dreamily at her, mouth wide open.

Once near enough Ron to kiss him, she gently raised her hand and closed his mouth, still smiling. Quite suddenly, she raised her knee and jammed it right into a particularly sensitive spot. His eyes widened in horror as he clutched his knees, then fell backwards.

"Crimany!" He yelled in pain. Harry ran forward, clearly unsure if he really knew Hermione anymore. When he turned around, both she and the letter were gone.

Okay, I know that was REALLY REALLY short, but I'm in MAJOR writer's block ATM. Hopefully something better (and longer) up soon!