A/N: The last chapter is here! I wanna thank everyone sooo much for reading and reviewing. I apologize if anyone doesn't like my portrayal of the characters, but remember, its fan fiction. And also thank you to my Becca Boo, aka Mrs. Remus John Lupin. "I think my boyfriend's ever so dreamy…"
Disclaimer: I have officially trademarked the idea that Remus Lupin could be the Half-blood prince. :-P other than that… yeah, I own nothing.
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"I had a crazy dream last night," Harry said the next morning, taking a bite of toast.
"Yeah?" Ron said unfocusedly, inching his foot over to Hermione's to nudge it playfully. She looked up at him and smiled, kicking back, and he deviously went to trap her foot under his.
"Yeah, it was about you two," Harry continued. Ron and Hermione both whipped their heads to him.
"About us?" Hermione asked, blinking.
"Well, not all of it - it was very strange. So first I'm in Transfiguration, but I don't know anyone there, except Neville, and he tries to do some spell on me but he turns me into a toad. I don't know how I knew I was a toad, come to think of it, but I did," Harry said thoughtfully. "And then I'm out on the Qudditch pitch riding my old Nimbus 2000, which is ridiculous because that thing is long gone - "
"And also, toads can't fly brooms," Ron deadpanned.
"Yes, that too," Harry said. "So I'm flying, and then everything goes black and I'm in our room, and you two are sitting on your bed, Ron, and you're whispering. And then here's the funny part - you start snogging!" Harry laughed. "And then I guess the dream ended, because I don't remember anything else. Isn't that funny?"
After several moments of silence, Hermione let out a nervous laugh. "Oh, oh yes, it is. Very amusing."
"Oddest dream ever, eh?" Harry said, finishing up his eggs. Ron just sat there, his face pale, until Hermione kicked him under the table, hard this time.
"Oh... yeah," he said lamely. "So, um - Charms, that's a great class, isn't it?"
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Once Charms had started and the noise level had risen drastically, Hermione turned to Ron. "We definitely have to tell him," she whispered, looking panicked as she watched Harry laugh at some mistaken charm that had caused bright purple flames to shoot out of Parvati Patil's mouth every time she spoke. "What if he had completely woken up? Do you realize how lucky we are?"
"Yeah, lucky Harry's got bizarre dreams," Ron muttered. "Seriously, what was with the toad thing?"
"Better that than corridors in the Department of Mysteries," Hermione snapped protectively. "But still - I mean, he seemed to think the idea of us was ludicrous! He compared us to flying amphibians, for Merlin's sake! What's he going to think when he finds out the truth?"
"Probably that we've lost our minds," Ron said nonchalantly, glancing down at the Charms book lying between them. "I dunno, Hermione, how do I know what he's thinking?"
"Well, what would you have done if you'd found out Harry and I were together?" Hermione asked anxiously.
"Curse him from here to Bermuda, but he and I are very different," Ron said calmly. "Now stop nagging and practice the bloody charm or I'll find out what happened to Parvati and do it to you!" he threatened.
"Such a romantic, you are," Hermione said sarcastically.
"Well, I try."
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"So do we get to meet your secret boyfriend today?" were the first words out of Harry's mouth when he and Ron joined Hermione and Ginny in the Great Hall at breakfast the next morning.
"Erm..." Hermione trailed off and looked at Ron, who nodded briskly. "I suppose."
"Why don't you just tell us now?" Ginny pleaded. "Come on, you know you want to."
"Yeah, it'd be pointless not to," Harry agreed.
"Don't you two have some frolicking to do in Madam Puddifoot's?" Hermione said.
"Don't you try and change the subject," Ginny warned.
"Yeah, and we're not going to Madam Puddifoot's," Harry said indignantly.
Hermione shrugged and went back to her oatmeal, leaving Ginny and Harry aggravated and blushing, and giving Hermione and Ron another few hours to figure out what in the bloody hell they were going to do.
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"What are they doing?"
"I don't know, I can't see, there's somebody blocking the way - oh, look, there's that first year who tried to shrink her nose, that's really awful - "
"Move over, let me see," Hermione said in exasperation, pushing Ron backwards and moving to his place to glance furtively around the edge of Zonko's joke shop. They were standing in a small, deserted space between the Three Broomsticks and Zonko's, which Harry and Ginny had just left.
"Now, would you have liked it if I'd taken you Zonko's for our first date?" Ron asked playfully. "Dreamy as hell, that is - I could serve you tea, you'd get your nose bitten off, and we could go to St. Mungo's and make a day of it! Honestly, Harry doesn't know a bloody thing about girls, does he?"
"Like you should talk," Hermione muttered, tracking Harry and Ginny as they discussed something outside Zonko's - and then started walking straight towards Ron and Hermione. "Oh, blimey," she said, lurching away from the corner and straight into Ron.
"Ow," he complained, rubbing his stomach.
"Sorry - they're coming - get against the wall," she said, shoving Ron against the wall of Zonko's and pushing herself as close to him as she could get in hopes that the bushes would hide them.
"Rather compromising position, wouldn't you say?" Ron whispered in her ear. A blush rose to her cheeks as his hands wrapped around her waist and he kissed her gently. Soon they were so busy kissing that they didn't hear as the door to the Three Broomsticks swung open and the bell rang.
"Over here, I don't see anyone - hey!" There was a high-pitched giggle as the door shut, and then a laugh and footsteps running. Hermione heard it just in time to turn her head before Harry and Ginny, giggling and lip-locked, slammed straight into them. Ron and Hermione crashed to the ground with a yell and Harry and Ginny stopped kissing and looked at them, startled. Ron turned beet red to his ears and Harry's mouth fell open.
"What are you - " Harry said. "I mean - are you - you aren't - "
"Well - but you - " Ron replied, looking breathlessly from Harry to his sister.
"So you were her - I mean - you guys - you're her secret boyfriend?" Harry stammered.
"Yeah," Hermione said, cringing. "You aren't mad, are you, Harry? We're so sorry we had to lie - "
"It was all Hermione's idea, I wanted no part of it," Ron interjected, holding up his hands. Hermione rolled her eyes.
Harry shrugged and said, "No, I guess I'm not mad - haven't got much of a right to be mad, eh?" He glanced sideways at Ginny.
"About that - " Ron said, a dangerous glint in his eyes.
"Right, well, I think everyone knows everything now," Ginny interrupted quickly, who was torn between looking amused and nervous. "We'll be going then." She took Harry by the hand and led him away. Hermione stood up and brushed herself off before offering a hand to Ron, who was glaring after Harry and Ginny with a perturbed look.
"Well," she said. She grinned at the look on Ron's face. "I think that went well."
Fin
A/N: Well I hope everyone liked the ending. You know I love the fluff : ). Thanks for reading!
-Yen