Disclaimer: (Gonna try with the wittiness ^_^.) I don't own Harry Potter? Or any of it's characters? Seriously? Wow, darn. (Lame I know ^_^".)

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Chapter 2
"Get away from her!" Ron screamed. "Get away from my sister!"
Severel sleepy Gryffindors came down from their dorms to see what the commotion was all about. Sleepy faces instantly jerked to complete awareness as all eyes took in a shirtless Harry and Ginny clutching her robes around her nearly bare top except for her bra. Ron was glaring at Harry just seething rage. His ears were as red as his hair. Hermione came out hurriedly throwing a robe over her own scarcely covering night clothes. She knew exactly what had happened the moment she heard Ron shouting.
"Ron, before you wake the whole school -"
"Look at him, Hermione!" Ron had Ginny in his arms by now, dragging her away from Harry. "How could you, Harry! How could you take advantage of her like this? You're my best friend. I trusted you."
"Ron, you know I would've stopped -"
"You say that, Ron pushed Ginny to her dorm stairs. "Somehow I don't believe you."
Ginny looked over her shoulder at Harry with wide, pleading eyes. Harry could only sigh as he gazed back at her. Very gently Ron nudged her on. Hermione shewed everyone else back to their dorms. Finally, it was just her, Harry, and Ron.
"Ron, you're overreacting," Harry said.
"Hermione will agree with me," Ron said confidently.
"Look, you both have your own opinions," Hermione rubbed her temple. "Ron, I see nothing wrong with Harry and Ginny going out -"
"Going out is fine!" Ron's ears bagan to brighten again. "It's finding him taking her clothes off that I won't stand for!"
"Yes," Hermione sighed heavily. "Harry, it shouldn't have gotten that far. When I came in earlier - "
"You saw them?" Ron shrieked. "And you didn't tell me?"
"It's not your business," Harry growled. "And I would've stopped if she'd asked me to."
"But what if she didn't ask you to?" Ron snarled right back.
They argued for what seeme dlike hours, each trying to get Hermione to take his side. Really, Hermione thought Ron was overreacting, but she too felt that Harry shouldn't have let it get that far. Finally, with a defeated sigh, she threw her hands up to silence them.
"Go to bed," she said wearily. "Just... go to bed."
Ron flopped onto the couch and Harry grudgingly went up to his dorm. Hermione retreated to her room and curled up tight in amid the fluffy pillows and thick blankets. She gazed out at the clear, moonless, star- filled night beyond the window. It was strange to thin kthat only hours before her mind had been that clear, that calm.