This chapters okay. Sorry it took me so long to get it up, but I'm working on a new story about Ginny. Please read it, I think it's pretty good.

Ron --

For supper that night we had Indian Food. Ginny's been taking up cooking this summer, the muggle way, with help from Hermione. Lately we've been having very Multicultural food - Chinese, Japanese, East Indian, and some stuff that I have no clue about what it is. Last week we had five meals of Sushi besause she was mad at Fred and George.

Harry seemed fairly interested in what we were having.

"What's that?" he asked Ginny other and other again, pointing to some dish. Each time she told him.

"Why do you care so much?" she asked after a while.

"No reason," but Harry blushed a bit anyway.

Hermione --

After supper the Weasley kids had to go to Diagon Alley, and I went along out of boredom. Harry wasn't suppost to go, even though it was Diagon Alley and it is pretty populated. He seemed pretty pissed when we left by cab.

When we got there, Ginny, Fred, George (who came along to get some supplies for thier joke shop), Bill (who came along for fun like me), Ron, and I went to the Potion Supply shop and the Robe Shop. Then Fred and George went off with Ginny to get a her an owl (she had saved up) and Bill went off the Gringotts.

Ron and I were left alone.

Wow.

Except we were at the Ally surrounded by loads of people. Oh well.

Ron seemed kind of embarassed.

Ron --

Things were going pretty well, until we met someone inside Flourish and Blotts

"Well well well, if it isn't Weasel and Mudblood," came a drawling voice from behind us.

Malfoy

"I thought they had rules about leting filthy animals inside," said Malfoy.

"Malfoy!" hissed Hermione from beside me.

"Yes, that is my name, Mudblood," said Malfoy, smiling. "I thought you were smarter than that, but I should have known better."

"I don't know why you're bothering us, Malfoy," says Hermione coldly. "You should know I'm a much smarter witch than you, and Ron's a better wizard, but we all know you're not a wizard."

"What!?!?" said Malfoy angrily.

"I'm meirly saying you're a witch," she said lightly.

"You bitch!" he whispered angrily. We were in the Book Store.

I don't know what happend to me.

Hermione --

So he called me a bitch. I was angry, but because it was Malfoy. People call me a bitch sometimes, I just ignore it. I was going to say "My my, Malfoy, don't you know how to talk to a lady? You filthy bastard," or something, but then Ron started in. I know Malfoy really pisses him off, but this was a real set of fireworks.

"Bloody hell! Shut up, you bastard!" he yelled, and pushed him to the floor. "Don't call her that, you stupid, pathedic, idiot!"

Dear God.

I grab his arm.

"Ron, shut up!" I whisper angrily. "We're in a book store!"

"He called you a bitch!"

He is so damn thick. "Yes, he did call me a bitch, now just leave it!" I hissed.

People stare. The guy who works here comes over.

"Get out! If you're not buying get out! I will not have people yelling in this shop!" he yells. Geez.

"But .." begins Ron. I grab his arm and pull.

"C'mon Ron!" I say angrily.

He follows me reluctantly. The guy from the store is yells at us on the way and then starts yelling at Malfoy.

I pull Ron out of the shop and over to an alley so I can yell at him.

"Dear God, Ron!! What the hell do you think you were doing?!?" I shout. He slinks back.

"You can't just go yelling at people like that!! Even Malfoy!! Especailly not in public!!"

He takes another step back.

"I don't care if he called me a bitch!! People just do that, okay?!?"

He takes another step back, hands fanned out as if to protect himself.

"People call you bitch?" he says timidly. I stop. I'm no longer angry.

"Yeah," I say quietly. "Loads of people do."

"Really? I never knew," He looked down at his feet.

"I don't get you, Ron," I say. "People call me bitch all the time. You don't notice. No one does. But you know I'm not popular."

Ron --

She's not?

"Really?" I say. "I always thought you were popular. I mean, you're really pretty and all."

She look at me, surprised. I blushes. I can't believe I just said that!

Hermione shakes her head.

"Don't lie now, Ron," She says quietly. "I don't like falce flattery. C'mon," She turns around and start to the streets. "I'm sorry I yelled. Let's go find the others."

It started out good but ended badly. Sorry. Please review, it'll get better. Oh, and (like I said before) please read & review my Ginny story.