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About thirty minutes later someone else entered the common room.

"Hi, Ron." A female voice said behind him.

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'Okay, Hermione. Don't make a fool out of yourself. Casual conversation will lead up to it. Don't seem obvious.' Hermione thought to herself as she entered the Gryffindor common room. She had just greeted the bright haired teen on the couch.

Ron turned around. Hermione! He had mixed emotions again. Happy to see her, yet sad, because he wasn't going to the Ending Ball with her. "Hey." He said calmly.

A couple seconds passed with nothing happening except the first years playing the muggle game. It was obviously an awkward time.

"So..." Hermione broke the silence. "Care for a game of Wizard's Chess? I love the little crowns the King and Queen wear."

Ron was surprised by this. Hermione was never really fond of Wizard's Chess, especially after their first year. "Sure!" Ron answered cheerfully. He thought her "little crown" comment was adorable, as well.

So, they started playing. Hermione was obviously losing after the first couple turns, Ron had already taken half her pieces. He decided to go easy on her to drag the game out.

"So..." Hermione said as one of her pawns was murdered by a knight. "You have a Quidditch match on Monday, right?"

"Yeah."

"I'm sure you'll win, you've gotten a lot better since your Fifth Year."

"Thanks." Ron was surprised at how nice Hermione was being.

'Perfect. Now's the time. Ask!' Hermione thought as her rook just crushed one of Ron's bishops. "So, didja hear about the Ending Ball?"

Ron's heart sank again. "Yeah." He said quietly.

'JUST DO IT!' Hermione yelled at herself in thought. "Are...are you going with anyone?"

Ron moistened his lips, they were becoming very dry with guilt. "Yeah." he repeated painfully.

Hermione could feel tears welling up in her eyes. 'Don't cry, you idiot!' She yelled at herself again. She fought hard to keep the tears from flowing. She cleared her throat. "Who?" She stuttered, trying not to sound upset.

Ron's lips became dry again. "Cho." He said in practically a whisper.

'I can't believe it.' Hermione shook her head. 'He never fancied me, it was always Cho Chang...' Tears were threatening to fall from her eyes. 'Tell him it's wonderful, sound happy for him!' Hermione shook her head again, as if responding to herself. "That's..." She couldn't bring herself to say it. "That's where I left it!" Hermione announced. "I- I left a textbook in the Great Hall," Her voice was now cracking. She couldn't let her see him like this. "I have to get it. E-Excuse me."

Ron watched as Hermione left the common room. She was always a horrible liar, so it was obvious there wasn't any textbook in the Great Hall. Harry was right. 'I have ruined everything.' Ron thought. He sat in silence for a moment or two, then picked up his King piece and her Queen piece, looking at their crowns. He stared at the pieces for a good five minutes, as if waiting for them to give a him solution to all of his problems. He then stuck the pieces in a pocket in his robes.

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"And THEN..." Hermione bawled, having to take short sniffles to breathe. "He asked that... that... emotional wreck Cho Chang to the Ending Ball!"

"I say you kill him." A ghost-like voice said. "I wouldn't mind having company, you know."

"Myrtle!" Hermione yelled disgustingly. "I may be upset with him, but I don't want to end his LIFE!"

"Whatever you say..." Moaning Myrtle said dreamily.

The main door opened up in the Girl's bathroom. "What's all the racket in here?" A familar voice shouted.

"Ginny!" Hermione shreiked cheerfully.

"Hermione? What's wrong with you?" Ginny asked as she saw Hermione's tear stained face.

Hermione told Ginny the whole story, and Moaning Myrtle added lots of death comments in-between.

"Cho Chang?" Ginny stated disgustingly. "He's never fancied her before, that's odd."

"Well he obviously does now!" Hermione cried, still having bloodshot eyes and tears streaming down them. "And to top it off, I have no one to go to the Ending Ball with!"

"Well..." Ginny said quietly. "That can be solved."

"How?"

"Um..." Ginny was obviously ashamed of this. "You can ask Draco Malfoy.."

"Malfoy? Why on earth would I ask him?"

"He's accepting as many dates as possible. He wants to be 'the guy in Hogwart's History to have to most dates at once.' He said that, you know." Ginny rolled her eyes.

"I'll only do THAT when I'm extremely desperate."

"Expect Hermione to be on Malfoy's arm in an hour then, Miss Ginny." Myrtle said cooly.

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Ron was lying on his bed, staring at the popcorned ceiling, when Harry walked in. "Hi!" Ron said anxiously. He felt horrible about their little encounter.

Harry simply grunted, and opened his trunk.

"Listen, mate, I'm really sorry. You were right. I guess I just saw the wrong thing at the wrong time, and assumed way too much." Ron smiled. "I know you would never do that to me."

Harry looked up at Ron, as if considering forgiving Ron.

"I wouldn't be much of a best mate if I didn't forgive you." Harry said happily.

Ron got up out of his bed, and he and Harry joined each other in a one armed embrace.

"So, now what are you going to do now that you're stuck with Cho?" Harry asked.

Ron's happiness had left him again.

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