Chapter 5

Author's Note: Wow…it's been a very very very long time since I did any writing on this story.  I hope to gain some new readers…and hopefully still have my old readers as well.  And please remember to read and review.

Ginny found herself in front of the Head dormitory portrait.  She waited for one of the mermaids to appear and then asked if Draco was in.  Not a minute later, the portrait opened and Draco quickly pulled Ginny inside.

"I have a feeling I know why you came here…and I can guess it has to do with two people we know and love…also know as Ron and Hermione."

"How did you know, Draco?"

"Because I just had a heart-to-heart with Hermione who seems to believe that Ron could never like her the way she likes him."

"Yeah and I just had a similar talk with my dearest brother Ronald.  He truly loves that girl."

"We need a plan…some way to make these two realize that they were meant for eachother."

"I agree…but how do we go about that, dear Draco."

"We need to get them alone together and not allow them to leave until they admit their feelings."

"Yeah, but then they could be stuck in a room for who knows how long…both my brother and my dear friend Hermione are very stubborn people."

"Well, what would you suggest?"

"I don't know yet…but I'll think of something.  Until then, you keep talking to Hermione and I'll keep talking to Ron.  Maybe one of us will be able to get those two to see their feelings."

"I do hope you're right Ginny.  I don't know how long I can share this dormitory with a moody Hermione."

"Yeah, well, if you think Hermione's bad, you should stick around Ron for a few minutes when he's in one of these moods.  He makes Professor Snape look like a Teletubby."  (A/N: isn't the imagery great?)

"Good luck with your prat of a brother, Ginny.  I need to go get showered before dinner in the Great Hall."  Draco stripped his shirt off as he spoke, then headed towards his room.

Ginny gulped, "Umm…yeah…prat…dinner…later."  And she rushed out of the dorm before she could make an even bigger idiot out of herself.

Harry and Ron came walking off the Quidditch pitch after a grueling practice.  Ron had managed to barely block any of the quaffles flung his way.  Harry noted that he had seemed distracted during practice today and he wondered if it had anything to do with Hermione.  He knew they had gotten into a fight during their first mean back at Hogwarts.  He wondered if either one of them had ever apologized.  Maybe that's why Ron was a bit off on his game today.  He heard another grumble from Ron and decided to just ask what was wrong.

"Oi Ron, you okay?"

"Yeah…I just had the worst practice of my life.  I'm just peachy."

"Does it have anything to do with Hermione?"

Ron snapped, "Why does everyone always bloody assume that she's the cause of my change in moods?!?!  Nothing is going on between us either!!  We're just friends…why can't everyone see that and get off my bloody back?!?!"

"All I was wondering was whether you had apologized for the argument you had with her at the opening feast.  Geez Ron!"

"Oh…" Ron scuffed his feet a bit and turned a few shades of red.  "Yeah…we…er…that is…I apologized.  Hermione and I are fine…just fine."

"Well, I noticed you never came back to Gryffindor tower that night."

"Oh well…yeah…I kinda went walking around the castle…thinking about things…clearing my head.  Umm…sorry Harry…I gotta jet!"  And with that Ron ran off back towards the castle.

Harry knew that Ron wasn't telling the whole truth…and if he couldn't get the truth out of Ron…then maybe he could get the truth out of somebody else…