DISCLAIMER: My ownership is non-existent, I am sad to say. No money for the mistress.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: An update? So soon? Within an hour of the last update? I can only hope. I'm starting now, and hoping I finish before my big comfy bed calls to me. So, lets review, shall we? Ron's gay, Hermione loves Harry, and Ron thinks little Mione should use a love potion to trap Harry. ::sigh:: It all sounds so simple. HA! Not for long. I am hoping that in the next 2 chapters things will get a little crazy. Everyone cross you're fingers while you read...

Chapter 3: Offices and Obituaries

"The attraction potion? Ro-on. Are you implying that I'm not already attractive..." She smirked at the red head.

"No! Hermione, that's not what I meant..." His eyes fell upon the sideways smile on Hermione's lips and he cut himself off.

"Really, Ron. What's this all about? I don't want Harry loving me just because he's hooked on some potion."

"I knew you would say that, Mione. That's why I picked this potion, not one that would make him fall in love with you. He only has to be attracted to you initially, you can do the rest." He chucked her affectionately under the chin, but her expression remained doubtful. "Hear me out, Mione. Right now, Harry thinks of you as his best friend- nothing more. The potion will show him that you could be more than that. Catch my drift?" He smiled fondly at her, hoping she would warm up to the idea.

Her eyes showed acceptance and she held out a hand "Let me see the ingredients" Ron grinned, "Now there's the Hermione I know."

"Bloody hell, Ron, could you have picked a potion with ingredients any harder to find? You must have realized that only Snape has these." She looked up at him; his face gave away his guilt.

"I know, Mione, I tried, but this was the best bet we had. And besides, we've managed to sneak into his office before, right?" He looked at her tentatively, knowing the mention of Snape's office was sure to throw her off.

Hermione's eyes grew wide, "His office? Ron... I couldn't..." she closed her eyes and pictured the dark dungeon, and the secluded office. Potions classes were hard enough, but going back into the office, she didn't know if she could handle it.

Ron wrapped her in a warm hug, hoping to ease her pain. "Mione, I know, it will be hard. But it's for Harry." He whispered into her ear. The thought of Harry strengthened her, and she looked up into Ron's freckled face. "Okay. I'll do it."

Just then, Harry appeared at the door of the Great Hall. "Hey you two." Ron and Hermione smiled at him and pulled out of the hug. "Honestly," he said as he guided them to the Gryffindor table, "Sometimes I could swear you two like each other better than you like me." He grinned at them and reached for a plate of shepherd's pie.

"It's not that, we're just plotting against him, that's all." Ron whispered in Hermione's ear, and she giggled quietly as they took their seats.

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"Mione, Mione..." Someone was shaking her awake, she swatted at a hand on her shoulder. "Bloody hell, Ron, what time is it?" Not waiting for an answer, she glanced at her alarm clock, which read 3:23 AM. "Oh shit, Ron." She glared at him as he helped her out of her bed. "You may as well be writing your own obituary freckle face, I just barely got to sleep." She cast an angry look at him but he merely smiled his adorable smile at her.

"Here are some clothes, be down stairs in ten minutes. Sorry it's so early, sweetie. Forgive me?" He kissed her on the cheek and slipped quietly out of the girl's dormitory.

"Now how can I be mad at that?" she thought to herself as she pulled on the black pants and shirt Ron had handed her. She plodded down the stairs and the phrase "Lucky Dean" crossed her mind.

Ron was waiting for her in the common room, and she could barely make out his freckles in the dying firelight.

"It's show time."

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, so if I did my job, I left you guys with a bunch of open options, just to confuse you. Aren't I lovely? Anywho, next update coming soon, I'm beginning to really get into his story. If you've read this, PLEASE review, I really appreciate feedback. Love for you my darlings, MWAH!