Before they knew it, the feast was over. Hermione stood up to lead the first years to the Gryffindor Common room. "First years this way!" She called. "First years, follow me! Stay close, I don't want you to get lost."
"You heard her, follow her, midgets," Ron said.
"RON!"
"What? They are!"
Hermione rolled her eyes and continued to lead the first years to the common room, with "help" from Ron. Harry ended up in the back, with Ginny.
"Hey, so…how's it going?" Harry asked her.
"Umm, okay, I guess…" Ginny said, which was not really the truth. "How is it with Hermione?" she managed to choke out.
"Uh…huh? Oh yeah…Uh, great….I guess."
Ginny looked at him strangely, but didn't say anything about it.
"You're going out with Hermione?" came a girls voice.
Harry looked up at her. It was Jadyn, the honorary prefect. "Uh, yeah. I am."
"Okay, cool."
Conversation pretty much ended there, and they arrived at the common room one minute later. Hermione directed the first years up to their proper dorms, then threw herself down on her usual armchair. "I'm tired." She said.
"Yeah, leading midg-firsties. Very tiring." Ron said.
"Grow up," Hermione told him, as she went up to her dorm. Everyone else followed suit. It was their first day of classes tomorrow.
No one wanted to wake up early and start class the next day, but the thought of he delicious food lured them out of bed. The food could be smelled from a long distance away.
There was so much, oatmeal, pancakes, waffles, cereal, eggs, bacon (both regular and veggie). There was a groan when the schedules were passed out.
"DOUBLE POTIONS WITH THE SLYTHERINS?!" Ron yelled, his eyes popping and looking at his schedules. "DO THEY HATE US OR SOMETHING! WE HAVE THAT EVERY YEAR!"
"Oh, calm down. It really isn't that bad." Hermione said, rolling her eyes.
"Isn't that bad? HELLO! It's the SLYTHERINS! Did your brain rot out over night or something?"
"HOW DARE YOU!" Hermione shouted, picking up a ketchup bottle.
"Well, your acting like it!"
"You little jerk!" With a hard squeeze, she squirted ketchup all over Ron's shirt, slammed the bottle down ahrd on the table, causing ketchup to fly.
"LOOK WHAT YOU DID!" Ron yelled at her.
"You started it!"
Ron grabbed a bowl of syrup and poured it over her head, which got into her hair and dripped down her. She sputtered. She glared at Ron angrily, causing him to swallow nervously. "YOU GOT KETCHUP IN MY HAIR!" She screeched. The hall fell silent, and the Professors were staring. Hermione took a fist full of butter and smeared it in Ron's hair. She ducked the peanuts he threw at her, and the hit Ginny. She looked up at Ron, and threw a waffle at him.
"FOOD FIGHT!" George hollered, and the air was filled with flying food.
Ginny was deliberating weather she should throw food at Harry or not, when a syrupy waffle, thrown at her by Harry, hit her in the back of her head. She grinned misheviously, and threw pie at him.
It took awhile for everyone to be calmmed down, once they were, Dumbldore made an announcement, "Will everyone please go to their dormitories to wash up. Classes will be extended today due to lost time. Off you go. Ginny almost did not want to wash her hair. The waffle that Harry threw at her, the waffle that Harry touched. It was Harry's waffle. But her hair was all sticky and gross, so she had to wash it.
As Hermione and Ron, still fighting exited, Snape stopped them. "You are the starters of this food fight. You will serve detention tonight, and clean this place up. Ten points from Gryffindor. Each."
"But professor, there hasn't even been a chance to earn points! We can't have negative points!"
"That," Snape smiled slyly, "is your problem. If you talk back anymore I will make it twenty. Now, GO!"
"NICE GOING, RON! You made me get detention the first day of school!"
"You started the food fight!"
"I wouldn't have if you hadn't been such a jerk!"
The sound of their arguing was carried to the Gryffindor tower, then continued on the way to Charms, the first class of the day.
Hermione and Ron were still arguing when they arrived to class, and Harry rolled his eyes and sighed. He was getting sick of the arguing. Once class started, tiny Professor Flitwick stood up on his usual pile of books to teach the class.
"Today we will learn how to magically lock doors. It is a swish, swish, and flick motion. Repeat after me. 'Compingo.'"
"Compingo," Coursed the class.
"Good, very good." With a swish of his wand, tiny doors appeared infront of everyone. "I would like everyone to lock those doors. Begin."
The argument between Ron and Hermione was forgotten, and Hermione became absorbed in learning a new spell.
The weeks flew by, and Ginny was as unhappy as ever. She would often lock herself up in a desterted room and cry.
Harry, on the other hand, and started to notice Hermione become distant from him. He would catch her throwing glances across the table, in Ron's direction. At first Harry thought nothing of this, but it grew more and more frequent. And funnily enough, Harry would catch Ron staring at Hermione.
One night, he took her aside to talk.
"Hermione, we need to talk," Harry said, sternly.
"Uh, sure. What's up?" Hermione asked, as they sat down on a couch in the common room.
"Well, uhh…"
"Yes?"
"We seem to be growing more distant, lately-"
"Yeah…"
"And well…do you like Ron?"
"What? Of course not."
"I think you do."
Hermione blushed, "Harry, I don't like Ron! That's…disgusting!"
"It's exactly like you liking me…"
"Well, uhh…"
"Hermione, you do like him. And personally, I don't really mind. I think we were better as friends."
Hermione blushed again, "Yeah, I agree."
"Now go find Ron. Tell him you like him!"
"WHAT?!"
"Yes, now."
Hermione gave him a small smile, and left to find Ron. He was no where in the common room, so she left to search for him. After several minutes, she was beging to give up. She turned to go back to the common room, when she heard soft voices in a deserted classroom. 'That's Ron's voice!' she thought, excitedly. She opend the door, but what she saw made her gasp in horror and cry.
Ron wasn't there alone. He was sitting with Megan Lionhart, the fifth year prefect for Ravenclaw. They were both sitting on a table, and kissing. They broke apart when they heard her gasp, and turned to look just in time to see Hermione running off crying.
"Hermione! Wait!" Ron called.
"Oh no, go find out whats wrong," Megan said.
"See you tomorrow," Ron said, pushing back her shoulder length blonde hair and kissing her. He looked down into her hazel eyes for a moment, and ran off after Hermione.
"Hermione! Hermione!" Ron called as he ran down the halls. He eventually found her sitting down in front of the Fat Lady, crying. Her knees where pulled up to her chest, and she had her head in her hands.
Ron bent down. "Hermione, what's wrong?"
"Nothing," she cried out between sobs.
"Did Harry do something?"
She looked up at him, and Ron saw that her face was stained with tears. "No." She whispered.
"Then what is it?"
Hermione did not answer, she managed to chock out the password, "House-Elf" and entered the common room. Harry, who had been sitting in front of a chair in front of the fire, waiting for Hermione, immediately jumped up when he saw her crying.
"Hermione! What's wrong? What happened!" He asked, concerned. He turned to Ron. "What did you do?"
"Me?" Ron asked, outraged. "Nothing!" The jumped when they heard Hermione slam the door in her dormitory.
"Ron, you idiot," Harry groaned, flopping back down on the chair, closing his eyes.
"You're her boyfriend. Go see what's wrong." Ron snapped.
Harry opened one, "Not anymore…mutual agreement."
"Oh," Ron said. "I-I, uhhh…" He left the room and ran to his dormitory.
Ginny, who had been near by, heat skipped a beat. Harry was single now!
"They are so blind," Harry said.
Ginny jumped at being spoke to, "Uh…what do you mean?"
Harry sat up, and moved to sit next to her on the couch, making her heart pound like crazy. "It's so obvious they like each other. And Hermione left to find Ron, and came back in tears. I have no idea what he did…"
"We need to find out…"
"Yeah, and we need to get them together too."
"Yeah, definetly."
"Of course, they would probably go off snogging, and leave me all alone." Harry faked pouted.
Ginny laughed. He was just so cute. "You can hang out with me any time."
Harry grinned. "Thanks."
"Well for started, let's find out what Ron did."
"Yeah," Harry got up. "And it's late. "I'll see you tomorrow." Harry gave her a hug goodnight, and Ginny melted in his arms. He knees went week, and she could not hold her own weight up any more.
Harry tried yo pull away, but was unable to.
"Uhh, Ginny?" Harry asked, a minute later.
"Yeah?" Ginny asked, her arms still tightly wrapped around him.
"Can you let go now?"
"Oh, uh yeah," She blushed, quickly letting go. She did not notice Harry blushing too. They quickly said goodnight, and ran off to their dorms.