Insufferable-know-it-all: Thanks!! Anthony sucks. Hah.

Essiekl: Weeeeee thankyou!!

Banana Princess: Thanks for those reviews!!

Elladora: Hey, I suck at maths! Shush.

Jesika-Jesika: SAY SOMETHING THAT MAKES SENSE PERSON!

Erenriel: Maybe he was trying to ;)

Reina: Lake? And w00t, thankyou!

Me262: Nope, you haven't, so thanks! Better then most? It's the BEST! Hahahaaha.... Kidding. shifty eyes

Makatochi: Hermione does!

Jaycee: Don't you mean Michael? And maybe, for your question.

A/N: Thanks for the reviews, there were TONS and I had lots and lots of fun reading them. Ginny and Michael's date will be cut short for numerous reasons. Also, I'll TRY and gets the story moving.

Saturday night, cold still, my dormitory

Was today not the worst day of my LIFE?

Oh, before I forget, I'm going to try out for the Gryffindor quidditch team.

ANYWAY.

Michael and I went to the Three Broomsticks and ran into, guess who, Harry and Cho. Harry insisted we all eat together.

Harry lets Cho slide into the booth first, and then goes after her. By this point, Michael had already sat down, so it was Michael across from Cho, and Harry across from me.

All was okay at first. Cho ordered butterbeers and some biscuits and we sat eating and making small talk.

Then it happened.

Harry's knee bumped against mine.

I blinked and blushed. Michael looked at me strangely.

The second and third times I almost dropped my glass of butterbeer and the biscuit I was picking up.

"You're not hungry?" Michael asked, concerned. He put an arm around me.

I shot him a look, annoyed, and wriggled out of his grasp. "Not really."

Harry's knee bumped mine. It stayed there.

I blushed bright red and snuck a look at him. He didn't appear to notice, nor didn't look embarrassed at all.

"Ginny..." Michael whined. I gritted my teeth.

"Yes?"

"I want to go to Honeydukes."

I heave a sigh. "Fine. We'll see you later."

And stupid Michael drags me out, leaving behind Harry and the warmth of his knee. The rest of the date was a blur, I blocked out whatever Michael said and made sure he didn't try and kiss me or anything. Actually, he got a bit peeved.

"Ginny why are you walking on the other side of the road, are you embarrassed of me, or something?"

"Of course not, don't be ridiculous." I lied through my teeth.

"Then come here!!"

"Michael don't be ridiculous, I'd be cutting all these people and it's just unacceptable."

"But Gin-"

"No Michael, don't be rude. Now come on, let's get to Honeydukes."

The date was, as predicted, an absolute disaster. The only good things were the Harry knee thing, and how much I bought from Honeydukes. Seriously.

I bought chunks of nougat, pink squares of coconut ice, honey-coloured toffee, Bertie Bott's, Drooble's Best Blowing Gum, Liquorice Wands, Cauldron Cakes, and my three favourites.

Sugar quills, Chocoballs (strawberry mouse with clotted cream makes Ginny a happy witch!!), and Fizzing Whizbees, since I've always had a weakness for sherbet.

Michael looked on in awe as I loaded myself up with sweets. "You have a sweet tooth, I presume." He said.

"Well done, Captain Obvious!!" I said with false cheer.

He looked at me blankly and I sighed. "Don't worry. Come on, let's get back to Hogwarts."

"Okay."

Saturday Night, cold still, Gryffindor Common Room

Anthony and Hermione should be exchanging letters via owl in front of Ron very soon, if all goes as planned. Anthony's letters will probably rot my teeth more than these delicious Chocoballs.

Madison and Azriel, upon seeing me with all my candy, have gone to request Chocolate Gateau for tomorrow's desert, and also chocolate éclairs.

Parvati did more wand work, and from now all of Hermione's and Anthony's letters to each other will appear, word for word, in a place Harry and I choose.

I chose for them to appear in my diary and Harry just wanted them on loose leaf parchment in a hidden compartment in his trunk.

Hermione's reply to Anthony last night...

Dear Anthony,

You can cut it out with the "Anthony Goldstein." We're friends, no need for that kind of formality.

I don't think I'm any of those things you've described, and I'm not fishing for compliments. But thankyou anyway. If it were a Slytherin writing this, I'd assume you were being sarcastic, but you're a very genuine, nice type of guy, I guess I believe that was from the heart. This was brave, by the way.

Maybe you should have been a Gryffindor?

Yours truly,

Hermione

Wow. Hermione sure knows how to kill a compliment.

Hermione just received a letter.

By Request of Miss Ginevra Weasley, and with the help of Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown, the following was written at 10:35 pm.

Dear Hermione,

I'm a nice guy? Thanks. My sisters would probably beg to differ, but don't listen to them, okay?

By the way, what's up with your friend Ron?? At dinner he kept throwing me all these dirty looks, and in the hallway, I could be mistaken, but I swear he tried to trip me. I have no idea what I've done, so if you could find out, I'd be very much grateful.

Thanks in advance,

Goldstein

PS: I'm getting there, really I am. By my next reply, I might even write simply, "Goldstein."

Ooh. Hermione must be mad about that. I can hear them from across the common room.

"RONALD BILIUS WEASLEY! Why are you tripping Anthony? Huh?! HUH?!!"

"HERMIONE," Ron hisses, clearly embarrassed. Ooh, his ears are turning red!! Everyone in the common room is sniggering at "Bilius." "How'd you find out?"

Hermione is waving the letter.

"Snitch." Ron mutters.

"Snitch?" Harry brightens. Oh his mind is one track. Quidditch, Quidditch, Quidditch, it's all he thinks about. It worries me that my future husband...

Let's not go there.

By Request of Miss Ginevra Weasley, and with the help of Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown, the following was written at 10:38 pm.

Hey Anthony,

I'll see what I can do about the Ron thing. Sorry in advance. He is being severely reprimanded.

Hermione.

Oh these two are boring me. And taking up valuable diary space, too.

Anyway, I'm going. My hand hurts and I'm bored.

- Ginny

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