Ginny sought Hermione out a few days after Hermione told the boys. "Mione, can I talk to you about something? Look you can ignore me all you want, you still need to hear what I have to say. Look… Blaise dumped me."

Here Hermione turned to look at her. "I'm sorry. How come?"

"I'm not bothered by it, we were only fooling around anyway. But I feel I have to tell you the reason he jilted me. I must say you are on fire recently. You have four admirers, not three."

"You…you mean Blaise…?"

"Exactly. He said he didn't feel comfortable goofing around with me when he had such strong feelings for you."

Hermione turned and started to walk back down the corridor to class while Ginny followed. Suddenly Hermione keeled over and collapsed in a dead faint. Ginny tried to rouse her and then saw Harry, Ron and Draco with Blaise in tow coming down the corridor heading for the same class as Hermione had initially been destined for.

"Guys! Thank god. Can you carry her to the hospital wing for me? I'm not strong enough."

"What happened to her?" Ron asked as Draco and Harry lifted her between them.

"She found out about the fourth."

"You told her?" Blaise accused Ginny as they proceeded back up the corridor.

"I thought it necessary. I thought she, being Hermione, should have all the facts in before she decides."

"That sounds like Hermione all right." Harry mumbled to Draco as they carried her down a staircase.

About two hours later Hermione woke up. "Where am I?"

"Hospital wing."

"How the hell did I manage to get here?"

"We carried you." turning her head Hermione saw Harry sitting nearby.

"You didn't do it by yourself. Who helped?"

"Draco."

"How come you're the only one left?" Hermione said looking around, there was no others in the wing.

"I could ask myself the same question." Harry put on his most charming smile as he spoke. "Have you made up your mind yet? Who are going to pick?"

"I knew you were going to ask me that. I don't know. I can't choose any of them because I'll piss off someone else. It's like no matter who I pick the others will hate each other forever and it doesn't help that you and Ron are best friends and Draco and Blaise likewise."

"Hermione, stop thinking about what other people would want and start following your heart. Who do you want to be with the most?"

"Honestly? It's a very close draw between you and Draco."

"That's good news. Who do you think will win?"

"How should I know? I don't even know why you all fell for me and I likewise."

"I do. You're smart, and funny, and you don't take crap from anyone. You're beautiful, and talented, and sweet. You bloomed but you didn't change. There's something about you that is just irresistible. You were never ugly but you grew in confidence as the years went on and now you're a butterfly instead of a moth."

Aww! How adorable. That's so sweet of him. Wait…say something.

"I'm a bug?"

"That's not what I meant. It was a metaphor."

"I'm just messing with you."

They heard the others coming back up the corridor.

"Harry," Hermione hissed. "I know who I'm going to pick."

"Who?" he whispered urgently.

She pointed at him and mouthed 'You."

He split into a broad grin and leant over the bed to kiss her.

"Guess you made up your mind, then." Draco's voice said.

The two broke apart and grinned sheepishly.

"Yeah," Hermione said. "Sorry."