Finally, an answer to the question everyone wants to know…whats the deal with Fred/Hermione are like, a real couple or not??? Well, sorry to leave you hanging, so here's the real, (short, but real) truth.

Hermione was left alone with Fred, George and Shirley and found it to be quite fun. That is, except when George and Shirley would get all sappy. At one of those moments, Fred offered to walk Hermione back to the grounds. She agreed.

            "So, I reckon just friends now, right?" Hermione asked.

            "I reckon." Fred said and laughed. "But I'll miss that. You were a good snog." Pretending to be appalled, she shoved him. He grinned. "But seriously, Hermione, you're a good girlfriend, too. Any guy'll be really luck to have you." They stopped because they were getting nearer to the grounds. She looked up at him shyly, half of her heart breaking, the other half happy.

            "Thank you." She said, looking at the ground.

            "I guess this is goodbye." Fred said, pretending to wipe a tear from his eye. Hermione laughed and backed away from him.

            "See ya, Fred."

            "Bye!" He was full on sobbing now. Hermione wanted so much to just laugh, but she couldn't. Reality it her hard. Who was she to turn to now?

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            "Alright, Harry. Have you got the letters sent?"

            "Yeah. Do you think this is going to work?" Ginny gave him a look and brushed some red hair out of her eyes.

            "Puh-lease, Harry, The Room of Requirement has never failed us before. Now think. We need something romantic. Ready?" He nodded and they walked around the room, deep in thought about what they needed. When the door appeared, Ginny was pleased to see a look and key on it. Inside, though, was beautiful. There was a black loveseat, accompanied by two puffy armchairs. The dark hardwood flooring was covered partly in the center by a soft maroon rug. There was a matching coffee table in the middle of it. Flowing navy fabric draped the walls, and candles hung all around the room.

            "Wow." Ginny breathed. "It's perfect." Harry was beginning to wish it were he and Ginny who were locked in there instead of Ron and Hermione…but if it go them to make up, he was okay with that, too.

            "I hear them!" Hurry, out!" Ginny exclaimed. She ran behind a gargoyle statue and Harry dived under his invisibility cloak. Ron walked past, his face puzzled, a letter gripped in his left hand. Not even a minute afterwards, Hermione walked in, also carrying her letter. Ginny motioned Harry over to the door. She locked it quickly.

            "C'mon Harry, We'll leave them there for an hour or so. So what do you want to do?" She grinned and this time, he reached for her hand, leading her down the steps.

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DON'T SHOOT! I know its short but theres this huge chunk I have to put together which would make this chapter entirely too long. So one more, after this, then a five sentence little epilogue. I'll have nine sent to ya'll quickly and expect everything up by this Tuesday…hopefully. THANK YOU! Email me with reviews, if you would, please?