A/N: Thanks people 4 ur reviews. Today is Dan's B-Day and Next Friday on TRL (US) they're showing behind the scenes of GOF. Kool gotta make sure i watch no doubt. Ok that's all my news It's a lil long so I'm keepin this short. On with the chappie! : D

Ch 16 Tricks and Treats

Ron reached the bottom landing and plopped himself into a wooden chair within his proximity. Ginny had been sitting there since he went upstairs, and she watched him sit down. They said nothing to each other. She just stared at him anticipatingly. Ron acknowledged her, but was far to busy with his own jumbled thoughts.

"Will you stop staring at me." Ron demanded irritatedly.

"Well..." said Ginny.

"Well...what?"

"I saw Herm come down here looking... Happy?" She said implyingly.

"So what? She has a right to be happy."

"Well I see hinting is not going to work with you and it never will." She said hopelessly.

"What never will?" Asked Harry coming in from the other room and finding a chair next to Ginny. "Hey I just saw Hermione and she looks... happy." He said sounding surprised. "So you must have said something right." Harry and Ginny laughed together.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Ron said irritably.

"So tell us. What happened?" asked Ginny

"I don't see what business it is of yours." retorted Ron.

"Oh come off it Ron. We're all involved whether you like it or not."

"And! It's not my fault that you're nosy or have such a boring life you meddle in my affairs." Said Ron. Ginny gave Ron a sardonic smirk.

"Please Ron you guys are my affairs. You're my best friends. Anyway tell us something." said Harry.

"Alright. Alright. We came to some mutual agreement, a deal if you will."

"What? That's it!" exclaimed Ginny.

"What's to tell. We exchanged apologies, smoothed everything over, and that was it." said Ron getting up and throwing up his hands in annoyance.

He walked to the window and stared out into the distance. Ron knew that wasn't it, but he didn't feel like telling them the truth or about Hermione's episode. He didn't know what they would make of it. He partly didn't know what to make of it himself, and didn't want to deal with Ginny's questions or Harry's guilt. But really he thought of her, his deal, and that deplorable handshake. How he wished he could have thought it through first, or muster some courage to tell her how he felt then vow to be friends. Or just to feel her lips on his one more time, and feel the warmth of her body. He wished they had something, but he had to stop daydreaming. It was never going to happen and he had to accept that.

Harry glanced over at Ron. He could sense when he was hiding his feelings. He did that a lot when it came to sentimental stuff. Like how he felt for Hermione, or that time in their fifth year when his father was rushed to St. Mungo's. Or when he was bad at Quidditch. He went over to him.

"Hey bud." He said patting him on the back.

"Hey." Ron said more solemnly than he intended.

"Umm. Are you alright mate?"

"Yeah I'm alright. Why?"

"You just look down in the dumps is all, and with what you're doing I can see why."

"Really and what am I doing Harry?" he questioned defensively.

"Look, if that's the way you want to be I'm not going to say anything ok." said Harry in his defense.

"Good. Where's Hermione anyway?"

"Who brought her up?" asked Harry. Ron gave him a stern come off it look. "She was rummaging through her bags last time I saw her. She also said we should stay put."

"Hmm. Oh ok. Hey Gin!" Ron called to her.

"What?"

"Where's mum?"

"She's upstairs owling some people."

They sat for a few minutes in silence. When in comes Hermione. Everyone startled by her entrance. She came in with a small portable boom box that played some music. The thing in her hand and what was coming out of it was strange to Ginny and Ron. Ron looked at her and noted a silk periwinkle scarf around her neck, a weird shaped hat, and that she had put on her light make up again, but in his opinion she didn't need it. She let the song play and pressed a button and it stopped. She spoke.

"Bonjour les amis.(Hi friends!) Allons y à Paris.(Let's go to Paris!) Est- ce que vous comprenez?(Do you understand?)

They all looked at her inquisitively. She just laughed and abandoned her French girl act.

"Oh come on guys. It's French! You can guess."

"Oh!" They said simultaneously.

"You speak French?" asked Ron.

"Well yeah a little. I already told you my mum's from France didn't I?"

"Well s-o-r-r-y." Hermione didn't like his tone but didn't want to start up anything.

"No problem. That's perfectly understandable."

"Hermione what's that thing in your hand and on your head." Ginny said pointing to the objects.

"Oh it's a portable boom box. It's used for playing music, CD's or cassettes. It's very handy. It runs on batteries; something your father would interested in no doubt. On my head is a French beret or a chapeau as they call it. In English, it's just a weird hat. Well anyway this was all supposed to go with my story of France. But you didn't get it so why don't you just follow me." She said getting up and walking back into the other room followed by Ron, Harry, and Ginny.

They sat down on the couches of the living room. Hermione stood around her bags.

"Okay so in France-" She started but was interrupted by Mrs. Weasley.

"Hi! I came down because I heard some noise. You guys settle your problems?"

"Oh yeah. Sorry Mrs. Weasley. That was me. I had some music on. Did I disturb you?"

"No. No dear that's quite alright. I was coming down anyway." She said in her usually cheery tone.

"You sure. I'm really sorry."

"No it's quite alright dear. I want to start dinner soon. By the way, why don't you get the boys here to put your bags upstairs? Will you be in Ginny's room? I forgot we have an extra room would you like that?" Hermione looked uncertain.

"No mum she's going to be in my room." Ginny protested. Harry looked shocked at the information. Ron was looking at Hermione who grew a light shade of pink and wringing her hands together nervously. He had the funny feeling she doesn't want to stay in Ginny's room, and it had something to do with her episode upstairs, which he plan to find out more about later.

"Why didn't you offer me the room Ron?" said Harry.

"You didn't ask." Ron said distractedly.

"Ask! You practically dragged me up to play wizard chess. How was I to know?"

"Well it doesn't matter. Harry can have it; she's sleeping in my room." said Ginny finally.

"No need to snap about it. I was just offering." said Mrs. Weasley.

"Something Ron should have done." Said Harry in a matter-of-fact tone folding his arms. Ron ignored it and looked at Hermione staring at the floor.

"Well you can have it Harry." said Ginny.

"Ok that's sett-" started Mrs. Weasley.

"Uh No! Wait." said Ron still looking at Hermione. Her eyes were on him as well, anticipating. "I think Hermione should have the room."

"Why?" Asked Ginny and Harry together. He looked at both of them pondering what to say.

"Well...uh... sh-sh-she has more stuff with her. She'll need space to spread out. Plus it's bigger than your room Gin."

"So!" She said angrily.

"My room's bigger than yours Ginny. It makes sense."

"That's only because you used to share with Percy."

"Still, just let her have it."

"No, there's plenty of space in mine for the both of us."

"I would like the room." Chimed Harry.

"Be quiet Harry." The siblings said together. Harry feeling put out, backed down.

"Hold it you two. Why don't we ask Hermione if she wants it?" suggested Mrs. Weasley. Everyone rounded on Hermione, who was sitting in the chair surrounded by her bags. She looked at Ginny and at Ron both seemed to be silently egging her on.

"I-I-I think I'll take the room." she said softly. Ron smirked at Ginny, who looked hurt. "OH Gin Ron's right. I have a lot of stuff, and I don't want to cramp up your room."

"You never minded before. We were going to have a girls only day."

"Well it's different now, but we can still have it. I'll just use it for sleeping and getting ready ok." Ginny seemed to lighten up. Ron always admired her knack for getting out of things.

"Ok." Ginny said reluctantly.

"Ok settled now. Guys take her things upstairs."

"Uh not yet. I still have some things to give out first. Thanks Mrs. Weasley." she said with a smile.

"Quite alright dear." Everyone got comfortable again. Hermione gave Ron a grateful smile, which he returned.

"Ok now about France. Uh Mrs. Weasley why don't you stay and listen. You might like what I brought."

"Oh. Ok why not. There's time before I have to start dinner." Said Mrs. Weasley as she took a seat in the armchair nearest to her.

"Ok France was the highlight of the whole trip. I spent the whole month of August on my uncle's vineyard in Tours. I learned a lot from my cousin Marie and her friends. She taught me how to cook French food and more about the culture. I also met another new friend."

"Oh yeah. Who?" asked Ginny

"A guy." Said Hermione with a huge smile. Ron did not like this one bit and wanted to leave.

"Oh really. Tell us about him."

"Well his name is Pierre Dupont, and he's around our age. He works on my uncles vineyard." Ron was showing no interest in this at all. Hermione could see the tension growing in him so could Harry, but she disregarded it. "He's wonderful, but the real plus is he's a wizard."

"Really?" Said Ginny excitedly.

"Yeah he goes to Beauxbaton, but I didn't know he was until I found him using magic to get the grapes down. After I told him I was a witch we instantly became the best of friends."

"Wait he was using magic in the summertime. Wouldn't he have gotten in trouble with the ministry for using magic outside of school?" asked Harry.

"That's what I thought too, but in France wizards and witches in training can use magic outside school as long as it's for good causes. You know no evil or dueling. They have evil sensors on their wands to insure that they use it for good."

"Well that's good. Our ministry should tare a page form their book." Said Ginny.

"But would that be safe dear? I mean they could take advantage of that." Said Mrs. Weasley.

"I agree with mum." Said Ron irritated. Hermione gave him a weird look.

"They also have to be careful where and how they use it, or it will be taken away from them for a period of time. There are measures and rules that go along with this privilege."

"Well I guess it's safe then. Go on with your story." Said Mrs. Weasley.

"Anyway Pierre took me everywhere. His uncle and aunt own the most famous wizard candy shop in all of France. They make it themselves and he showed me how to make some. He also took me around the wizarding community in Paris, a few Quidditch games, and a wizard ball they have every year at the end of the summer. So I got the best of both worlds in France. And now I have my gift for you from France." She got off her chair turned around and searched her many bags. She pulled out a small light blue box the size of her hand. It had small sparkly gold stars all over it and a big label that read Magic Snitch Ball in the same sparkly gold as the stars.

"Magic Snitch Ball huh... Well they're already magic enough for me." Said Harry. Hermione giggled.

"No Harry it's chocolate. Let me show you." She opened the box and took out a small ball wrapped in gold foil. Then unwrapped the foil to reveal a chocolate ball shaped like a snitch but bigger. "See if you just unwrap the foil you'll see its chocolate."

"Ok but I don't see what's so magic about this ball." Said Ron.

"I was getting to that. The trick with this is that the ball has a little line going around the middle where it opens. But before you open it you make a wish for whatever dessert or candy you want, and it will appear when you open it. Watch me first. I wish for a strawberry ice cream cone. By the way you can say what you wish silently as well." She cracked it open and indeed an ice cream came out.

"Wicked." Said Ron "Let me try. She handed one over to him. He opened the box and unwrapped it very fast.

"But Ron I've got to-" He didn't listen to her.

"I want two chocolate frogs, Berate Botts every flavor beans, and a chocolate sundae." Then he opened it. "Ah! Bloody Hell!"

"RON!" Screeched Mrs. Weasley. A shower of green smelly Stinksap squirted out of the ball like water from a faucet. It was all over his face, hair, clothes, and on the part of the couch where he was sitting. Ginny and Harry were both laughing like hyenas. Hermione even giggled a bit. Mrs. Weasley seemed to be more concerned about her couch than Ron. Ron looked around the room, still in shock, to find everyone laughing. He was fusing with anger partly because they were laughing and partly because the Stinksap stunk and stung a little.

"Oh I'm glad you all find this very funny!" He spat wiping the gooze from his face with his hands. He turned to Hermione, who suddenly stopped laughing when he looked at her. "Is this some kind of joke?"

"No. They all do that." Hermione said guiltily.

"Why?" asked Harry in between laughs.

"That's what I'd like to know!" Said Ron scowling. To Mrs. Weasley's dismay, Ron was dripping all over the floor, and she went to get a towel. "It's ok mum. I'll do it." He said annoyed, but she didn't hear. He took out his wand from his back pocket. "Scoufgify!" He said and all the Stinksap disappeared. Hermione looked surprised but impressed.

"Oh I forgot you were of age."

"Among other things." Ron mumbled.

"What's that supposed to mean?" She asked now irritated. Harry decided to butt in before they started arguing.

"Uh... Herm? You were going to tell us why they all do that."

"Yes. Well it's because they have sensors for greed. You can only wish for one thing. It used to be you could ask for more than one thing. But when the kids wished for lots of sweets and got sick they had a charm put on them. So if you wish for more than one thing..." She paused and looked at Ron tentatively. "You get sprayed...with that stuff." Ron put on a look of utter anger and disbelief.

"Oh now you tell me!"

"Well if you would've let me finish what I was saying you would've known."

"Are you saying this was my fault?" He said with his volubility increasing.

"Technically, Yes. You interrupted me!"

"You should have told me to begin with!"

"I was going to, but as usual you let your mouth come before your brain!" She said angry over his accusations. Harry and Ginny looked at each other then between Ron and Hermione. It was imminent to them that an argument was coming next.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard what I said!"

"Yeah, you said something insulting. I mean you brought the damn candy here in the first place!"

"Well excuse me Ron for trying to be a good friend, and you insulted me first. Really I don't know what you're complaining about. You're just mad that it happened. You're acting like a baby!" She said with a shrill. Ron stared at Hermione silent but unrelenting. Harry and Ginny winced. They knew what could bruise Ron's ego and that was it. Ron and Hermione always knew what to say to hurt each other and they always used it.

Just then Mrs. Weasley came downstairs. "What's all the fuss about? You two at it again? And what happened to the Stinksap?" Ron just glanced at her and turned back to Hermione to retaliate.

"Well Ron got rid of it. But if he would have listened to me it wouldn't have happened." Said Hermione.

"Ron don't you say another word. Just apologize and get on with it." She said disciplinarily. Ron looked stern and was silent. "Ron!" He heard her yell.

"Tell her to apologize she-"

"Ron! I'm not kidding!" She yelled once more and gave him that look that meant business. "Go on!"

"Sorry." He mumbled folding his arms childishly.

"What?" said Hermione.

"I said SORRY! Ok...I'm sorry." He said finally.

"I'm sorry too." Hermione said stubbornly.

"Good. You see how easy that was. Now I'm going to get dinner, but I don't want to hear you two arguing again." She said finally and went to the kitchen. Ron sat there looking surly, and Hermione felt guilty.

"I really am sorry Ron. I didn't mean to call you a baby."

"Yes you did. Remember what you said outside." Hermione blushed and looked away frowning. Harry and Ginny looked between them bemused. They all remained silent.

Harry and Ginny tried their treats the correct way and snacked. Ron sat back in his chair sulking. He was contemplating what he said to her, and how true it actually was when he said it. He really wished things could be different between him and her. But he would have to settle for the here and now, which was only in his daydreams. Hermione walked over to him hesitantly with another Magic Snitch Ball box taking him out of his reverie.

"Uh... Do you want to have another go at it?" She asked timidly. Ron looked at her for a moment. Then he looked at the ball remembering what happened.

"Um... Maybe later."

"Oh. Ok." She said rather disappointed. She turned around and walked over to the others. "Well that was basically my trip. I have some pictures you can pass around. It'll show you some more to add to what I already told you." She handed them piles of it.

"Oh Hermione you look marvelous here. Was this the ball in France?" asked Ginny. Hermione walked over to her to explain.

Hermione chatted with Ginny and Harry about the photos. Ron was looking at the pictures of her smiling. He couldn't help but smile. She looked remarkably beautiful to him, and he always thought she had a contagious smile. Thumbing through the pictures, which to his surprise were not all animatedly moving. Ron found two of the same pictures. She was at the ball in France, and she was wearing light pink dress robes. He stared at it for a while with the depression washing through him. She looked so happy, without him...

'I'll never get her to love me. Why bother. I can't give her anything she doesn't have. All I could give her is probably a headache from a shouting match. This is just too upsetting. I've got to get her out of my mind, out of my thought, and out of my daydreams. But how...'

Ron began to think as he went through the piles of pictures repeatedly. Then he came to a conclusion.

'Ron who are you kidding? You'll never get her out of your head. Not whiles she's still here anyway. And she will never love you.'

He strayed from his thoughts and came across that same doubled picture. He looked at her at the other end of the room and then back at the picture. When no one was looking he put the picture in his back pocket.

"I'll just keep this to keep her with me always. She won't miss it there's another copy." He said quietly to himself.

Hermione was kneeling on the floor in front of a wooden table at the farthest end of the living room with Ginny and a large stack of pictures. Hermione side-glanced Ron occasionally.

"Ginny he looks so distraught over there. Why? Do you think it was me?" She asked.

"It certainly was." Said Ginny absently looking at the pictures.

"That was quick."

"Well Herm you did have a little spat over who's fault it was he got hit with that Stinksap."

"But it was-"

"And you did call him a baby."

"Well yeah but he was-"

"And you know that he already feels bad about what he said outside."

"He does?"

"Yeah and you saying that was kind of throwing it in his face."

"I didn't mean to."

"That's another thing."

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is you two have some secret thing going on, and whatever you talked about outside or upstairs has something to do with it." Said Ginny. Hermione contemplated her words. "Or it could be the fact that the both of you are causing each other emotional damage, not to mention me as well, by not telling each other how you feel. Ooh he's cute!" She said excitedly and showing Hermione the picture. "Hermione who's this?"

"What?" She said distractedly.

"Who's this in the picture?"

"Oh that's Pierre."

"Really." She said in a promiscuous way. "If I weren't so hung up on Harry I'd go for him in a heartbeat."

"What? Ginny!" She giggled.

"What a girl can look can't she?"

"Anyway, Gin I'm worried about my relationship with him."

"What relationship?"

"Ginny."

"What? I don't see a relationship."

"I meant us as friends."

"Oh... That." She said dully and went back to looking at pictures."

"What do you mean by... that? Do you think I'm going about this the wrong way?"

"Well, Herm I'm going to be honest with you. Like I said before, you two have a bond it's very strong too. It shows you two should be together. I just think you're letting your fears and insecurities get in the way."

"What?"

"Don't get me wrong it's not just you. It's the same with Ron, but he's a guy and a dumbass."

"Ginny!"

"Hey. He acts like one sometimes."

"Ron's not a... what you said. He just doesn't think things through before he says them."

"See. Only someone who really loves him would say that."

"That was a test wasn't it?"

"Yeah and you failed miserably." Said Ginny with a small laugh flipping through the pictures.

"So how did you get so wise in the ways of dating?"

"Hey I know a thing or two and I did have a boyfriend in 5th yr."

"I know. I was the one who told Ron about it."

"Yeah thanks for that. He nearly drilled me to death about it when we got back to school."

"Oh sorry."

"Forget about it."

"You still didn't answer my question."

"Hermione this is not my business. Ron made it clear he didn't want me to interfere. But if you insist; Yes."

"Why?" Hermione said confused.

"Because... Ok why won't you go to Ron and tell him you love him right now?"

"Because I don't know if he feels the same way. If he doesn't then it would hurt. I don't won't to put myself through that especially before school starts."

"See that's it. You're too worried about risk instead of what you really want. What do you want?"

"I want to see if we could have something...together. I felt something in that kiss, in that embrace, and it was love. But that was on my part-"

"Hermione did you hear what you just said?" Ginny said exasperatedly.

"What?"

"Uh! Nevermind. Hermione I think you need to figure out what you really want. And if what you want is worth it, then you need to do something about it and not wait for it to happen; because it won't. I will say no more. Here are your pictures."

"Yeah thanks." She said taking them still contemplating what Ginny said.

Hermione seemed to be in deep thought. Ginny left her to sit next to Harry they were talking. Then Ron got up and gave her the pictures. She noticed he looked more depressed than when she last looked at him. He noticed her confused expression.

"Here you are." Said Ron. She looked up at him. "Um are you ok?"

"Yeah.You?"

"Sure I guess."

"Look Ron I want you to know I really didn't mean what I said. It just came out."

"It's ok. I understand. And I know what you meant. So much for no arguing." They both laughed.

"But I should've said it first."

"No you were right. I should've let you finish explaining."

"Yeah."

"Need a hand?"

"Sure." Ron took both of her hands in his. Instantly they looked into each other's eyes. He lifted her up gently still holding hands and looking into her hypnotic amber brown eyes. His trademark pink ears kicked in and Hermione giggled. That brought him back to reality. They instantly let go blushing more. Hermione turned around to her things. Ron walked back to his seat, but not without smirks from Ginny and Harry. He gave them a stern look that meant drop it. Hermione wanted to drop the whole thing and save it for when she was alone.

"Ok I'm tired of hearing about me. Let's talk about you guys."

"What's to talk about?" said Ginny

"Well I heard that you and Cho broke up Harry."

"Um I rather not talk about that," said Harry finally.

"O...k" she said awkwardly. "Um how about the rest of the family. Uh... Fred and George still using you as the guinea pig Ron?" Everyone laughed at that.

"Humph! The real question is who aren't they using," said Ginny.

"When they're actually here... yeah sometimes," said Ron.

"The only person they'll never try to 'experiment' on is mum." Said Ginny rather annoyed.

"Really. Well I could see why." Said Hermione

"Yeah. I'd like to get them back... just once."

"Hmm..." said Hermione. She had that glint in her eye that indicated a thought process. Everyone saw this and knew.

"Hermione what are you thinking about?" asked Ron. She glanced at him and gave him a mischievous grin.

"Well I think I know a way to get back at Fred and George."

"What do you mean?" asked Ginny.

"I mean I have an idea on how to play a trick on them."

"Play a trick on Fred and George Weasley; not possible!" Said Harry.

"Yeah. There's not a trick or joke that they don't know about or haven't played." Said Ron.

"Why not? I have this knew candy-"

"Oh no! Not another candy."

"It's ok Ron. I won't make you eat one, but this one will work. I got these from the shop in Paris too. They're called. Bludger du Noir, and in English it's called black bludger."

"Black bludger?" Said Harry confused.

"Aren't they already black?"

"Harry, what are we going to do with you and Quidditch?" Hermione then again dived into her bags. She pulled out a medium-sized rectangular box with the name of the candy on it in gold ornate design. She opened the box and stood up to show them what was inside. They all looked at them to find the box divided into 8 parts. Inside these parts were 8 black golf ball-sized balls. She saw the bemused look on Ron's face and handed one to him.

"Black Bludgers eh?" he said apprehensively.

"That's right Ron." She said with a grin.

"Ok. First, tell me what it does."

"Ok. They are hard, so when you put it in your mouth you have to suck on them for a while. But the thing is it turns your whole mouth black for 6 hours or more. That includes all of the inside, your tongue, teeth, and lips."

"Really!" Said Ginny a little too excited. "How'd they manage that?" Eager to know this information too, the guys gave her their attention.

"Well it's some rather clever magic. Once you put it in your mouth it'll taste like the most delicious thing you've ever eaten. It makes you want to keep it in your mouth. While you suck on it, it'll give the candy enough time to turn your mouth black. Then when your mouth is completely black the candy turns white and taste bitter and nasty, and you'd want to spit it out. Thus revealing your black mouth to everyone. The perfect joke."

"I don't know Hermione. I don't think it will work. They're too smart for that." Said Ron skeptically.

"No. It's brilliant. I think it just might work too." Said Ginny.

"Oh yeah!" Well how do you expect to just offer it to them and not give the rest of us? They know we've been trying to get them for years."

"I think I have a plan for that too." Said Hermione with a smile as she went to her bags.

"What? Already?" Said Ron. Ginny gave him a victorious smirk.

"Yup. She's a regular wonder women." Said Ginny proudly.

"Shut it Gin." He retorted. Hermione pulled out yet another box. It was red with a red bow tied onto it.

"Another box huh? I think that's why your bags were so heavy before." Joked Harry.

"Why is there a bow on it?" asked Ron.

"It was a gift from... a friend." She said hesitantly.

"Who?" asked Ginny.

"Um... That doesn't matter."

"Then why won't you tell me?" Said Ginny. Hermione gave Ginny a drop-it- look.

"Because-"

"Why?"

"It was from Pierre ok." She said rapidly and glanced at Ron, who looked impassive.

"So what are they, more tricks?" Ron asked.

"Actually no. These are just ordinary French Chocolate. Kind of like the ones you get on Valentine's Day."

"Oh ok. Good then."

"What are you going to do with these." Asked Harry.

"I was thinking. How about we let everyone in on the joke; your mum and dad. Let's see there's..." She started to count on her fingers. "...8 of us. Just enough to-"

"And what's that got to do with anything?"

"Ron! I'm trying to think. Could you stop interrupting me please?" She said in exasperation. Everyone was quieted. You dare not interrupt Hermione when she's thinking or talking. There was silence.

"I've got it!" She yelled taking everyone by surprise.

"Got what?" asked Ginny. "Ok. Here's the plan. I'm going to replace 6 of the trick candies with the chocolate ones. I'll pass it around and make sure we all get one of the chocolates first, leaving the black ones for Fred and George. We can do it after dinner. What do you think?" She said anxiously.

"I think... It'll work. Count me in." Said Harry getting up to stand next to her. Hermione smiled.

"Me too." Chimed Ginny as she rose from her seat and stood on the other side of Hermione. "You're brilliant."

"Thank you." Hermione said appreciatively. Everyone now stared at Ron. He was skeptic, but had to admit it was a great plan.

"Come on Ron it will work." Said Harry.

"Yeah Ron." Said Ginny. Hermione then gave him a pleading smile he could never refuse. He then stood up. Everyone awaited his answer.

"OK." He murmured.

"So you'll do it?" Hermione asked him.

"Yes I'm in too." Everybody smiled. Hermione squealed and gave him a hug followed by Harry and Ginny. Ron smiled.

"You won't regret it Ron I promise."

"Ok. It's a great plan Herm. But if they want some payback it's all on you." Everyone laughed.

"Let's go tell your mum to see if she'll go along with it."

A/N: Well That's that! Ok. Will Mrs. Weasley join the joke? Will it go well? Will ron really give up on Hermione? Will Hermione get her head together? Fin out next time on my fanfic! PLZ R/R! :D