A/N: Here is another chapter. I'm working on two fics right now, as well as beta-ing, so the chapters may be slow in coming. Thank you for your reviews. Also, I haven't got the entire plot clearly outlined… I have the crucial chapters, though. Some chapters will be much longer than others. Thanks!

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Chapter 2: Chatting with the Head Girl

As Harry climbed the winding stairs to the Head Girl/ Head Boy common room, he suddenly realized that he had no idea what he was going to say. For some reason, "Hey, you fancy Ron, don't you? 'Cause if you do, he's going to ask you out…" didn't sound like a great idea. He would just have to think of something later.

During his planning, he ended up in front of a statue of Merlin. "Amor vincit omnia," he said. The statue moved aside, allowing him entrance into the common room.

Hermione sat on the couch, studying a piece of parchment. She didn't notice Harry. A couple minutes later, she set down the parchment and picked up Hogwarts: A History. Then, she finally noticed Harry.

"Oh! Hello! I didn't see you there. I just finished reading your History of Magic essay; it's fine." She said, indicating the parchment.

"Thank you. Hermione, how are you?"

"I'm fine, why are you asking?"

"Well, it just occurred to me that we haven't really just talked for months. We've been busy with our head boy and head girl duties, studying for N.E.W.T.s, DA, I've had quidditch, and all the homework. And, of course, the whole Voldemort thing."

"Well, then, Harry, let's talk!" She put down her book, and scooted over to make room for him.

"I've known you for six years, and I still don't know much about your family. Why don't you tell me about them?"

"Well, my parents met at a dentist's convention in Bristol twenty years ago. Two years later they were married, and then, after a year, I was born. My parents' names are Joe and Jane, so they must have felt some compulsion to name their children odd names. I got Hermione, of course, and they bowed into tradition by giving me my mother's name for my middle name. Two years later, my sister was born. I don't know if you've ever met her. They named her Iphigenia; apparently they liked Greek names from the Trojan War. Since my parents are both only children, they couldn't give her an aunt's name for a middle name, and obviously, they couldn't give her Joseph as one, so they settled on Josephine. At first, I was delighted that Hermione was a little less strange than Iphigenia, you know, Hermione Gingold and such. Eventually, she realized she could shorten her name Geni. Other than the nasty side effect of being called Jennifer, she got much less taunting in school over her name than I did. Geni is, of course, a muggle, but does excellently in school. You should meet her one day.

"Oh, dear! Now I feel so insensitive! Talking about my family when you have none!"

"I brought up the topic, Hermione. If you don't want to talk about it, talk about your friends."

"Well, I was such a bookworm; I didn't really have any friends."

"Well, then. How are you doing on the love front?" Harry decided this would be the time to subtly introduce the Ron subject.

"Harry, we've been busy, but we see each other all the time. You should know there's no one."

"Yes, but is there anyone you fancy?"

Hermione blushed. "Well, yes. There is someone…"

"May I hazard a guess as to whom?"

"Go ahead."

"Ron."

Hermione's blush deepened. "Yes," she managed to croak out.

"Well, I know for certain that he has his eye on you. I will do what I can, but I'm betting that in no time, you guys will be Hogwarts' golden couple."

"Oh, will you, Harry? You're the best friend a girl could have!" She hugged Harry tightly.

Harry felt slightly uncomfortable. "Er… Yes. Quite. About that Potions test tomorrow…" He quickly changed the subject.

They talked for a bit more that night. When Harry went to bed, he thought of how nice it had been talking to her. They hadn't done that in a long time. Tomorrow, he would tell Ron, and the whole ordeal would be over.

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A/N: "Amor vincit omnia" is Latin for "Love conquers all." It is also in Canterbury Tales if it sounds familiar to you.