Disclaimer: Me: Sorry for the wait guys. I was in Florida with no possible computer access. It was so annoying. Snape: Well, so are you. Me: La la la la la la I can't hear you! I also got eaten alive by bugs and an average of about two hours of sleep. But hey I had six weeks to think of ideas. Snape: Pity, it takes you that long and this chapter is still atrocious. Me: Hey, you wanna go back in the bag? Yeah, he was my carry on item; he's quite flexible, but really heavy. Anyway enjoy the chapter, oh and since this is the disclaimer I guess I have to say I don't own anything, blah blah blah, maybe if I was J.K. Rowling I'd be a better writer. Snape: You got that right.
"Well, that was interesting to say the least" Hermione said. "I really wish you hadn't chosen that precise moment to come bursting in Draco."
"I think it was perfect timing. Of course I did get to see your expression when we came in so maybe that's what made it so perfect. You almost looked as though you were going to kill me for a second there."
"I almost did."
"What are you going to do? Dumbledore gave you the good to go, so you can't get in trouble. I think he was very happy because he won the bet."
Hermione glanced up from the book she was reading, "What bet?"
"He and McGonagall had a bet going. She thought you would wait until you'd graduated, Professor Dumbledore thought differently."
"Wait, what? Teachers were betting on my personal life?"
"It happens all the time. How else would they entertain themselves? Come on, teaching's not particularly exciting is it?" At the look on her face he added, "Oh, don't act like that. You're not the only one. They also have a bet going on about how long before Lovegood dumps Weasley. When McGonagall was our age she and Dumbledore had the same bet placed on them as you and Snape. It worked out pretty well for them as they're married. She just decided to keep her last name."
"How do you find all this out?"
"I have my ways"
"Okay James Bond, elaborate."
"Don't worry about it. If I were you I'd be more concerned about how to break it to Potty and Weasel. They won't be too pleased about this I assume"
"Oh. I hadn't thought about that."
"Hermione, not thinking things completely through? Wow you must be must be sick. Should I go get Madame Pomfrey?"
"Oh shut up."
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"You're joking right? Hermione please tell us this is some sick joke. You're not serious, are you?" Ron stared imploringly at his friend
"Actually I am serious."
Harry started laughing. "Where's Ginny? I owe her five galleons. I can't believe she was right."
"Has the world gone mad?" Hermione asked. "I can't believe you and Ginny had a bet going on, too."
"Well I'm glad you're amused, Harry. I think it's…disgusting."
"Almost as disgusting as you when you're eating." Hermione retorted.
"He's old 'Mione."
"I think that, odd as it is, they're pretty much perfect for each other" Harry remarked casually.
"You're right Hermione."
"What am I right about?"
"The world has gone mad."
"It's not that bad Ron."
"He was a deatheater!"
"He also saved your life in the final battle several times."
"Some things can't be forgiven Hermione."
"Oh you mean like you providing sanctuary to the man that betrayed Harry's parents for twelve years?"
"I'm going to leave now." Harry said, " I have a feeling that things are going to get very loud, and I don't want to have to go to the hospital wing to get some potion to cure the headache that will come from this."
"Don't worry Harry, it's won't be bad." Hermione said, "Alright Ron, here's the thing. You shouting and being an ass won't change my mind. All it will do is make us get in a big fight and because we're a week from graduation we probably won't make up and we'll leave Hogwarts mad at each other and we may never resolve it. Do you want to lose a friendship over this, because if you do, I'll happily oblige."
"I can't talk to you right now." Ron stalked off.
"He's going to go sulk for a while then he'll see that there's no way to get around it. I wouldn't worry if I were you Hermione"
"If you say so," Hermione said uneasily. If she'd learned anything in the past seven years it was that Ron could certainly hold a grudge when he wanted to. He was mad at her for half a year because he thought that her cat had killed his rat. That was no where near as bad as this. She could use the logic that he was only thirteen when that happened so he was bound to have matured, but unfortunately he hadn't. Sometimes she felt really bad for Luna.
(A/N) Well there's the next to last chapter y'all. The last on is going to be an epilogue. I'm sad to see this one end. This is only my second fanfic I've every written. The first one was just a oneshot. Oh and by the way, after this one is done I'll have another one up called Heart's Desire. Hope you read it too.
-American Punk
