Sweet & Sour: The Matching Game
By Emma
Chapter Thirteen
Harry awoke the next morning with a groan.
"Pansy?" he murmured, then sat up, wide awake.
"God, Potter, get ahold of yourself."
He muttered to himself as he got out of bed.
He had dreamed of her all night.
Why can't I get her out of my mind? He thought desperately, I mean, its not as though I'm in love with her or anything...
"I've smeorriiess..." Harry heard Ron snort into his pillow as he slept.
Well, well, Harry thought, it's looking like I'm not the only one with something on my mind...
Harry was right.
Pansy had awoken with a start, the thought in her head had been Harry LOVES me.
She gulped.
She had never told anyone this, but once in awhile she got some very accurate premonitions... and they always came to her when she was just about to wake up.
It was too strange.
Harry Potter loved her?
How could she know this?
Did he even know?
Maybe I'm overreacting to a dream or something, she mused, or maybe it's real... what if it's real? What will my friends say?
Pansy was sweating in her flannel nightshirt, so she decided to get dressed.
After all, she did have to go to class.
With him.
He loved her.
Harry. Potter. Loved. Her.
This was just too strange.
Ginny awoke with a yawn, then her eyes widened.
She was staring up at the face of a shocked Professor McGonagall.
"Miss Weasley, may I ask what you are doing down there?"
Ginny sat up, and realized where she was.
She must have fallen asleep in the empty classroom last night... Draco hadn't left her alone, and she had been very tired...
"Oh, Professor, I'm sorry. I just..." she trailed, not knowing how to explain the situation.
Just then, Draco appeared from behind the Gryffindor teacher.
"Ginny," he murmured.
Ginny's face hardened.
Obviously, Professor McGonagall noticed this and turned to him.
"Mr. Malfoy, why are you in my classroom?"
"I am here concerning Miss Weasley, Professor. I tried to talk to her last night and she locked herself into the classroom all night. That's why I got a first year to come and fetch you." he said smoothly.
Ginny flushed.
He was too smooth for his own good.
She had fallen for that smoothness, in more than one way.
In the way that she thought he was interested, in the way that she thought he actually cared about her and her family... in the way she had fallen in love with him...
She shook her head slightly.
She was not in love with this slimy creature!
He had used her, abused her, and betrayed her, and there was no way that he could ever love or be loved.
Draco Malfoy had no heart.
Draco sighed inwardly.
Once he had told the Professor his story, she had thanked him curtly and then sent him off to breakfast.
He had wanted her to open her classroom so that he could talk to Ginny, not give her a perfect escape route!
He hung his head in shame from what he said last night.
I can't believe I hurt her like that, he thought sadly.
Then he smirked.
Oh well.
Little Miss Weasley has another thing coming if she thinks I'm giving up this easily.
And with that thought, he strutted down the hall, plotting his next plan to make Ginny his.
Hermione sat at the breakfast table, just as she did every day, beside Ron.
He had only said a meek "Hi" when he had sat down, and she had tried her best to smile brightly.
This relationship stuff was harder than she thought.
Perhaps I can find a book that can tell me something...
Then she grimaced.
Another book. How very like...herself.
Then, with that thought (which, in her brain, Ron had said) she turned to face Ron. She put her hands to his face, turned it, and with a shocked expression from Ron, kissed him hard on the lips.
Once they parted, Ron flushed.
"Herm...you're amazing..."
Hermione smiled.
"I'm sorry about earlier. I want us out in the open. I was just worried."
Ron nodded, "I was a little scared too."
He grinned sheepishly.
Just as Hermione was about to open her mouth again, she heard a hoot coming from George and Fred in unison.
Hermione laughed, and Ron went brick red.
"Oh, you two. How did you keep it a secret for so long?" George said sarcastically.
"Nobody could even guess..." Fred winked.
"It was so sudden..."
"Oh, we know. We didn't even figure it out until a few days ago," Hermione smiled at them, then kissed Ron's cheek, "Thank heavens that you two were here to tell us."
*Whaddaya think? I like Ron and Herm as a couple, they're just so cute! Please, as always, Read and Review!*