Hidden Love

The Great Hall was now thinning of people and food, dinner was almost over, and the trio were back together, almost. It was going to take time for the three to make up, and Harry had doubts as to weather they would EVER be the same type of friends they were before. 'We've forgiven him to easily' Harry thought to himself, as if that maybe Ron would be just as odd again, because he knows he will get away with it. However Ron thought otherwise, he knew he was never going to act like that again, his feelings for Ginny as other than a sister had gone, he himself realised how wrong and sick it was when Harry went out with her, because he became a protective brother again. And Hermione, she was sensible, and didn't say another word on the subject to start the two boys fighting again. As much as she didn't believe Ron was over it, she hated to see two best friends punching each other.

So dinner was over, and Harry, Ron and Hermione were laughing together as they walked out of the door, imagining Malfoy's temper if he ever lost a Quidditch match to Hufflepuff.

"He'd be absolutely mental!" Ron laughed, "I'd hate to get on the wrong side of him then!"

"Ron, you'd hate to get on the wrong side of Malfoy anyway!" Hermione giggled playfully.

"I think any of us would at these times," Harry lowered the tone of his voice, "Having his dad as a death eater and all…"

Hermione and Ron glanced at each other and stopped talking. They were on the second floor corridor by now which was more or less empty.

"Sshh! Can you hear that?" Ron asked.

"What? No," Harry and Hermione replied.

"No no, listen," Ron moved towards a broom cupboard and heard knocking sounds from he inside, then voices, which drew the other twos attention.

The three of them stood with their ears to the door.

"It's all muffled, I can't hear," Harry said.

"It's a boy and a girl," Ron stated.

Hermione tried to cast a spell to make the sound more clear but there was obviously another charm on it. "Darn!"

"Oh well, I'd better go and get my Potions essay done," Ron yawned, uninterested. "And then go to bed."

"Shall I look through it for you?" Hermione said as they walked along the hall.

"Oh Hermione, I've missed you!" He replied.

"That was a close one!" Ginny said, frightened, "Did you put a spell on the door?"

"Yeah, did you really want someone to find us?" He asked sarcastically.

"Well no," Ginny replied, she looked at him, still completely bemused but so in love, so excited and elated, she didn't want this moment to end. "I'll ask again shall I, why are you doing this?"

"Well, I love you Ginny, and this was the only way I could think to tell you, apart from the other way…" He said.

"What other way?" She asked.

"I sent you the note Ginny, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for you and your friends to break up, apart from Potter, but that just brought you closer, so I had to tell you face to face. I love you."

"You? How did you get it in there? You don't even know the password to the Gryffindor common room, do you?"

"No, but I do have some friends in the school," He replied.

"Well, it doesn't matter now, because we're together, and… I love you too." Ginny smiled.

"Really?" He asked.

"Yes. I love you Draco Malfoy."

Hermione looked out of the common room window to the Hogwarts grounds. She was so glad the first snow had finally come; it took forever to get here this year. Maybe that's why the lead up to this Christmas holiday had taken so long, and been so miserable. But now the snow was there, with not yet one footstep to mess up its gleam, and it was so beautiful, as was life. She was so glad to be friends with Harry again, that's all she really cared about, was Harry.

She heard a noise behind her and looked around to see Ginny tiptoeing towards the portrait door.

"I've been waiting for you," Hermione said across the empty common room.

"Really? But it's early, what are you doing up?" Ginny asked, scared as to what was coming from an angry Hermione.

"Waiting for you, I said," She gave a faint little giggle then realised this was not the time. "Look, I wanted to say sorry."

"What for?" Ginny asked, her head wasn't with it, it was in the room of requirement where Draco was waiting for her.

"Well, for accusing you of getting back with Harry, when I know you don't like him, you like someone else, and…"

"What do you mean I like someone else?" Hermione had gotten Ginny's attention now.

"Well you were telling me the other day, remember? But you wouldn't say who it was, which reminds me!" Hermione remembered, "Where were you last night at dinner?"

"Erm," she couldn't think of anything to say.

"Ah ha!" Hermione laughed, "D…"

"I was in the hospital wing!" Ginny shouted. At Hermione's stunned look, she repeated quieter, "I was in the hospital wing, I felt ill."

"Oh, well I was just going to say that I thought I worked out who u like: Tall, nice hair, nice body, plays Quidditch, Dean Thomas!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Oh, no it's not him," Ginny laughed, no where close.

"Well he wasn't at dinner either, and we heard people in a broom closet on the second floor, I thought it may have been you and Dean, but I didn't say anything!" She added at Ginny's terrified look.

"Ginny, before you go…" Hermione said quietly as Ginny walked to the door. "Well, Harry, Ron and I are all friends again, please don't be mad."

"Why would I be mad? It's a good thing!" Ginny said, happy for the three of them.

"Well he wrote you that awful note, but Harry doesn't think it was him, so, I believe Harry, sort of…" Hermione explained.

Oh the note, Ginny had forgotten all about it, she knew it was Draco who had written it, what was she going to do?

"Oh, it's ok, if Harry believes him, then, I suppose I'll have to deal with it. I don't mind," Ginny said, "But I've really got to be going now Hermione, see you later."

And she was out of the portrait door before Hermione could finish saying, "But I won't see you over Christmas, I'm skiing!"

A/N Chapters are getting shorter, sorry about that! Next one will probably be a bit longer, I'll try!