AN: I've been getting some reviews about the ying yang thing and yes I KNOW its a Buddhist term and that it originated in China, but that is NOT the point. Please, I know what I'm am writing and don't correct me. Criticism is welcome, but I would appreciate it if you didn't correct me. I just really wanted to clarify that. Have fun!

Hermione flopped on her bed and cried. She cried for so long that time passed by too fast and it felt like her fight with Ron was days ago. She was sorry for everything she had said to him. She knew why he was mad. And she also knew that what she had said to him was a lie. Of course she loved him, and there would be no changing that. No matter who she was with. But was he right? Had she gotten together with George because he was like Ron? Of course not. George was nothing like Ron. She liked him and even if she was in love with Ron, she'd still like George and that was that.

With this in mind, she got up from the bed and wiped of her face, took a couple of deep breaths, and exited the room. When she got downstairs, she saw Ron, alone.

Oh, God. Please, let us not have another fight. She thought to herself. He looked at her, then quickly looked back at the Daily Prophet, which had a ludicrous article on how Flourish and Blotts was selling another book and how it was the best book of the week or something.

" Hey." She said.

" Hey." He replied.

" Mind if I sit with you?" She asked, fidgeting greatly.

" Hermione, what do you want from me?" he asked, putting down the paper and looking at her. A surge went through her. She wanted to kiss him so bad, and tell him that she'd break it off with George and that she wanted to be with him. However, she stood her ground and bit her lip.

" A moment of your time." She replied. He motioned for her to sit and she took the seat opposite to him. He was looking at her with those piercing blue eyes.

" I'm sorry. I lied to you. I do love you. However, we can't seem to find someway to make it work and we need to move on." She said. She couldn't believe she was saying it, but his happiness came first and he couldn't be happy being pulled between two girls.

" Oh." He said. There were tears in his eyes. She couldn't take it. It was too much. She got up, walked over to him, and kissed his forehead. She was crying, too, and she again retreated upstairs.

Harry and Ginny had just Apparated in and had heard all of the conversation between Ron and Hermione. They quietly tiptoed upstairs and took refuge in Percy's old room.

" We need to do something!" Ginny shouted once the door was closed and Harry put a muffling spell on it.

" Ginny, what have we talked about? About us not meddling?" he asked her, sitting on the dusty old bed.

" To not to." She replied, looking down at her hands. " But this is different! This is life and death! I mean, come on! They won't even be in the same room with each other anymore."

" Well, what do you propose we do?" he asked. She began to pace the room, thinking so hard that she was scrunching her nose. Then she clapped her hands together in an 'Ah-ha!' way.

" I've got it! I'm so brilliant! We need to show Ron and Hermione how different their opposites are!" she shouted.

" Aren't they different, though?" he asked.

" Yes, but they work together. They're like ying and yang." Harry gave her this funny look at that phrase. " It's some American thing that means that opposites work together. But Lavender and George are too opposite. They go together!"

" So, the plan is to make Ron and Hermione see how different they are from their boyfriend slash girlfriend are so they break off their separate relationships and then George and Lavender can be together?" Harry asked.

" Yes." She replied.

" How?"

" By triggering what each of them like to do best. See, Hermione likes books and adventures and she likes learning. Ron likes Quidditch. So, he could teach her about that. Then, Lavender loves to shop. George owns a shop. See where I'm coming from here?"

" Yes! Brilliant!" he shouted.

" Well, I'm gonna go check on Hermione. She must be in a fit right about now." Ginny said. Harry kissed her goodnight and they both went their separate ways to try and cool down their best friends.