Hi! Alright I'm sorry if it seems like I'm dragging out the story, but the last chapter was just a cute little scenario that came into mind. Anyway I hope you guys won't find this chapter a waste of time so here we go!

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"I guess I wasn't thinking straight at the time."

Ron gave Hermione a skeptic look, but Harry snorted into his hot chocolate.

"Hey it's the golden trio!"

Fred and George had taken a seat by their table.

"What are you two doing here. I thought you left already." said Ron a little surprised.

"Well...lets just say we have some unfinished business we have to attend to." replied George in

a slow, drawling voice.

"Yeah, speaking of which Harry can we talk to you a minute?" asked Fred taking Harry aside

from Ron and Hermione.

"Alright so listen," he said in a low voice, "about the ball last night. The girl in white—"

"Um if you're here to ask me who she is I'm not sure—"

"No, no. We know. But we're wondering if you know." George said hastily.

Harry raised his eyebrows.

"Why?"

"Well lets just say me and Fred want to...er play matchmaker with some people."

"You want to hook up Ron and Hermione?!" exclaimed Harry not believing his ears.

"Sh!" said George looking quickly at Ron and Hermione.

"Well then that means you know. Anyway listen me and George are confident—"

"—Positive—"

"--absolutely sure, that those two fancy each other."

Harry blinked.

"Umm well I know one of them does—"

"Good. Can you kind of I don't know speed things up?" asked Fred.

"Yeah. Try convincing Ron of his feelings." George said.

"If you don't do a little prodding Hermione will probably end marrying Malfoy."

"So just try and you know...hint."

Harry thought a moment.

She didn't mention hinting...

"You got it." he said grinning.

"Oh yeah, and if Ron's too stubborn to admit his feelings about Hermione, try the girl in white."

"But they're the same person." he said a little confused.

"Exactly." the twins replied.

Harry thought a moment, then understood.

"Oh I see."

"Good. Well we gotta go. See you later." George said winking

"Bye."

Harry walked back to his table but found only Ron.

"Hey where's Hermione?"

"She went to the library. She felt like today was a good time to study for finals since it would be

pretty quiet." Ron shook his head.

"Ah."

Harry paused a moment.

"Why do you two always argue?" he asked suddenly.

Ron looked surprised at this.

"What?"

"Why do you two always argue if you're best friends?" Harry asked carefully.

"Because! She can be so irritating. I mean like studying all the time and writing to that idiot of a

Quidditch player." Ron said darkly.

"Why is it irritating that she writes to Viktor Krum?"

"Because! He's a bloody git!"

"How's he a bloddy git?"

"Because...well he just is!"

"Right. No offense Ron but you sound like..." Harry stopped.

"Sound like what?" Ron asked.

"Well—don't blow up—but it sounds like I dunno you fancy Hermione."

Ron stood still.

"What?"

"I mean its obvious you care for her—"

"Well no bloody hell she is my best friend—"

"You're always making sure she's ok--"

"Like I would really want her to feel like crap--"

"you are very protective of her—"

"I don't want her to get hurt—"

"And there you go." Harry said smirking.

Ron stopped.

"Huh?"

"You don't want her to get hurt? Ron I'm serious I really think you like Hermione. I think you

know you do but you're just too stubborn to admit it."

"I don't like Hermione or any other person!" Ron said irritated.

"Really?" asked Harry in a not so questioning voice.

"Yeah."

"Then what about the girl from yesterday."

"What about her?"

"Well you seemed to like her too."

"Of course I like her, what's not to like?"

"You know what I mean." said Harry firmly.

"How can I possibly fancy her? I don't even know who she is!"

"You really mean to tell me that you don't fancy her, because you don't know who she is?"

Harry asked skeptically.

Ron thought about his conversation with Ginny the night before. He himself had said he fancied her...whoever she was.

"Alright so I fancy the girl in white. But I don't know who she is! I don't even know why I fancy

her so much! I only knew her for a couple of hours! And if I fancy her then how can I possibly

fancy Hermione?!" he said exasperatedly.

Harry shook his head. Was he really that thick?

"Figure it out Ron. I'vedone more of enough hinting."

Harry left the table and went to visit Hagrid. Ron went to the Common Room because he felt

that he had a lot of thinking to do.

He treaded up the staircase thinking. He came into the Common Room and found it crowded

and noisy so he decided to go up to his dormitory.

Ron flumped on his bed.

He wasn't sure if he fancied Hermione because the thought seemed ridiculous, but he knew he

definitely fancied the girl in white. But he didn't know she was! And if what Harry was saying

what was true about him liking Hermione more then a friend it meant he liked two girls at the

same time!

"Eurgh! Why is this so complicated!"

Ron remembered the necklace he retrieved and took it out from his bedside drawer. He

examined it. He figured that it would probably be best to know who the girl in white first.

It was a crystal vile on a gold chane. Who wore jewelry like that? Parvati or Lavender? No it

wasn't them. Maybe it was a girl younger. Or maybe she was older. Or maybe she was his age.

Maybe she was in Ravenclaw. Or Slytherin. Or Hufflepuff. But she could go to Beauxbatons.

Or maybe she went to Durmstrang.

This was getting him nowhere. Ron let out a cry of frustration and threw the necklace across the

wall. The vile broke. He rushed to it but noticed something rather peculiar. When the vile hit the

wall a clear liquid came out of it. Then Ron noticed an unusual smell in the air.

It smelled oddly familiar. Like roses and lemonade. Funny the liquid looked and smelled like the

perfume he gave Hermione last year. Ron stood up suddenly and looked closer at the liquid

trickling down the wall. It was perfume. And it was the perfume he gave Hermione last year. But

how can she be wearing it if it belongs to Hermione? Unless...

"Bloody hell."

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