Meanwhile, back in the kitchen, Ron had just come downstairs.

Hermione finished pouring her glass of pumpkin juice, looked up, and smiled. "I thought you wouldn't come," she said.

"Err..." said Ron. "Did you want to talk about something?" he asked.

"Yes," she sighed. "I need to tell you something. I've been trying to tell you for a while but you didn't seem to realize. Ron...Ron I...I love you," she said, looking down and blushing.

Ron looked up at her and blushed too, but was obviously pleased.

"You...you do? But what about Viktor?"

"Well, actually, I haven't spoken to him in a while." She said blushing some more.

"But the letters..." Ron trailed off.

"Ron, I ended our relationship right at the beginning of the summer after our fourth year. I told him I didn't like him, you know, that way. I told him I liked someone else."

"Who?" Ron asked, looking scared.

"You," she said simply. "I just wrote all those long letters to make you jealous."

"You did all that just to make me jealous?" Ron asked, amazed.

She nodded. They both looked at each other for a minute before Hermione said, "Ron will you just go ahead and kiss me?"

They moved closer. Hermione closed her eyes and their lips met.

Mrs. Weasley was thirsty and thought she would go downstairs and get a nice warm glass of milk. While walking down the stairs, she noticed the light was still on in the kitchen. She figured someone else was having trouble sleeping, too. What she did not expected was to see Ron and Hermione down there, KISSING!

She stood in the doorway, her mouth hanging open. "Ron!" she exclaimed.

Ron and Hermione jumped apart and turned to see Mrs. Weasley in the doorway. Both blushed. Ron had a look of terror on his face.

"Ron and Hermione! I knew it! I knew it! I was beginning to wonder, but. Oh! You two are perfect for each other!" she said, pulling them both into a tight embrace.

"Mum," said Ron.

"Oh, yes. Sorry dear," she said letting go of them. "Wait 'til I tell Arthur. Oh!" she said, walking off.

Ron and Hermione stood there, embarrassed, staring at the floor. "Next time, maybe we should snog somewhere more private," said Hermione.

"Yeah," Ron murmured.

"Well?" said Hermione, a little impatient. Ron looked at her questioningly.

"What are we waiting for?" she asked. "I know a place where no one will find us."

Ron beamed and followed her upstairs.

Harry and Ginny finally broke apart. They looked into each other's eyes. Then Harry looked scared. "Ginny, I'm so sorry. I-"

"Don't you dare apologize," she said. "That was...was wonderful. Amazing. I've never felt like that before," she admitted.

"No, it's not that," he said. "It's just that you're dating Dean."

"What? Oh!" Comprehension dawned on her face. "Harry, You don't believe everything I tell my brother do you? I was just telling him that to get him off my back. I was also trying to make you jealous." She blushed.

"Oh my gosh, Ginny. What time is it? How long have we been here? What will the others think?" Harry asked.

"I guess we'll just have to face them." Ginny said. "Together." She grabbed his hand and they walked back into the room.

Later that night, when the boys were all in their rooms, and the girls in their sleeping bags, Tonks asked, "So Ginny. How did things go between you and Harry?"

Ginny blushed.

"What happened?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Well," Alicia began. "Ginny was dared to kiss Harry. So they went into the next room."

"And we watched the orb turn darker and darker," Angelina continued.

"Tonks, show her what color it was," said Emmeline.

Tonks closed her eyes and her hair became a deep shade of purple.

"You did only kiss...right?" Tonks asked.

"Of course!" said Ginny. "God Tonks, I'm only 15."

"Just making sure," said Tonks with a grin.

"What about you and Ron?" Ginny asked, turning to Hermione.

"Well...your mum caught us snogging in the kitchen," Hermione said.

They all squealed.

"What did she do?" Ginny asked.

"She hugged us and told us how happy she was for us," Hermione shrugged.

The next day, Ron had troubles containing the urge to snog Hermione every second. He kept glancing at her all through breakfast. After they were finished eating Hermione pulled him aside.

"Can you make it any more obvious you want to snog me?" she asked.

"Well," he said slowly. "I could just walk up to you at random moments throughout the day and kiss you."

"Ugh! Now come on," she said, pulling him into a spare bedroom. "I've been waiting to do this since last night." And they were lost in each other.

"So, Ginny. What are you going to do today?" Harry asked after breakfast.

"I've got some homework I want to get done." She replied.

"Oh," said Harry, slightly disappointed. "Good idea. I've got some homework, too."

Harry had not done very much on his potion essay. He just couldn't keep his eyes off Ginny. She put down her pencil and looked up at him. "You know, Harry. If you'd just ask, I'd kiss you," she said.

Harry lit up. "Okay," he said. "Can I kiss you?"

She rolled her eyes but gladly got up and walked over to him.

"Come on," said Ginny, pulling Harry aside after lunch. "I want to go catch Ron and Hermione snogging," she said.

"How do you know they're snogging?" he asked, surprised.

"Because," she said. "Ron was shooting Hermione the same looks that you were shooting me all through breakfast and they weren't at lunch."

"Oh," said Harry sheepishly.

"I bet they're upstairs. Come on." she said, dragging Harry towards the stairs.

"Nope. Not in here either," said Ginny. Harry sighed. "Shhh. I think they're in here," she whispered. She opened the door and sure enough, there were Ron and Hermione, each lost in the other. "Aha! I knew it!" she shouted. They turned around to see Harry and Ginny in the doorway.

"Damn," said Ron. "Why does everybody keep doing that?"

"You owe me five Galleons, Harry," Ginny said, holding out her hand.

As Harry pulled the money out of his pocket, he mumbled something about making such a stupid bet.

FIN