Bring Them Together

Summary: Everyone knows it in their deepest hearts what love is supposed to be. Even Harry, and he sees it in his two friends – now how will he get them together?

Disclaimer: I don't even own JKR's hair color! How can I own Harry Potter then?

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Recap of Chapter One

"So far, you've gotten Ron to admit that he fancies Hermione. But Hermione will be a tough nut to crack..."

"Couldn't you do it?"

"No, because I just realized a plan..."

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Chapter Two: So Far, So Good

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After discussing our plan very thoroughly, I still didn't feel confident in what I was supposed to do. Ginny assured me that once I got Hermione's confession, the rest would be cake.

That cake better be good.

I dragged my fingers through my hair. "So let's go over this again. You're going to distract Ron – by challenging him to a Weasely snowball match. Then I'm going to ask for help on...History of Magic, even though it won't be believable."

Ginny snorted, "Why wouldn't it be believable? You always beg Hermione for help anyways."

"But never this early. Christmas is tomorrow! And I still have more than a week and a half to do it."

Ginny made a sour face. "Oh well, I guess it'll have to fly. So what will you do during homework help?"

"I will begin hinting at asking her if she fancies someone, and then ask her who...to which the answer is obviously Ron."

"Obviously. Speaking of which...Who do you fancy right now Harry?"

I had the passive face in the bag. "There's been too much on my mind right now Gin to fancy anyone."

"Sure..." and she left it at that.

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"So Hermione...how is life going?"

She looked at me like I was an alien fruit tree. "Harry, since when are you taking small talk classes?"

"What? Can't friends chat about random things in life? Like...who someone fancies?"

"I already know you like Luna," Hermione continued, pretending not to notice the redness in my face.

"What? How? I wasn't talking about me! You! Who do you fancy!" I paused, and when she didn't respond, I carried on, "I mean, I know it's Ron, but you have to admit it eventually..."

Now it was her turn to burn.

Muahaha.

"I don't know where you got from Harry Potter. Have you spent too much time in Professor Trelawny's room?"

"Hermione. I may be dense – but I'm not that dense."

"Oh really?"

"I take umbrage at that comment!" I laughed, so she would know it was a joke. With Hermione, you never know how'll she'll take it.

"Fine. I do fancy someone, and –" I looked up, hoping she'd finally say it, "you were right. It is Ron."

"Wow, that was pretty easy. I thought it would be harder to get it out of you, considering how long you've kept quiet."

"Oh, shush. I'm not dense either – I see you're trying to get us together." At the 'innocent' look on my face, she laughed. "Harry, I'm a female. I've seen the exact same happening throughout the years – in fact, I've helped. And I recognize Ginny's work when I see it. Now on with Milera the Grey Witch..."

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The rest of the evening passed by uneventfully. Ron and Ginny came in red, wet, and shivering, so I decided not to proceed with my part of the plan quite yet.

On the other hand, I saw two new presents under the tree, meaning Ginny must have completed her task...

The puddle of water at Ron's feet was magically drying. I looked up, and of course, Hermione was sitting right next to him, wand pointed at the floor.

Ron was running his hand through the shaggy red pelt on his head. Now reaching over to Hermione...

"There," he said, "now you've got shining water droplets in your hair as well."

"Ron! But I was drying you!"

"Now the only one left to get is...Harry!"

"Oh no! Mercy, I say, mercy!" But it was no use, because Ron and Ginny were at my neck, and I was tackled. Hermione added to the dogpile sitting primly on Ron's back. "Erf...can't breath guys. I think I'm wet enough now."

"Nah, a few more seconds will do."

"Ginny! I thought you were on my side!"

"Blood before water, Mr. Potter...Hey, I'm a poet –"

"And she didn't even know it," Ron, Hermione, and I groaned as we completed Ginny's cliché for her. Slowly, the weight of my friends shifted off of me, and I got some oxygen into my lungs.

"Well, I'm sorry if you can't appreciate literature guys." Funny, the smirk on Ginny's face didn't look sorry at all.

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Author's notes: Umm, I'm thinking whether to post it this short...I think I will. But to make everyone happy, I'll try to write another chapter tonight. This just sounds like a good stop.

Are you wondering what the plan is?

Yes, Harry does like Luna in this story. It just seemed to fit better – but they won't get together. This is a Ron/Hermione fic.

kissofcuteness – Yeah, I thought Harry would have a lot to say on this relationship. Thanks for reviewing!

malfoy iz mine – Thanks! I'm sure yours wasn't as crummy as think. But the Harry/Luna thing isn't that new – there's plenty of really good fics I've read about them.

Ms. Patil – I like Harry/Ginny too. I can't decide between the girls – I just thought it wouldn't work for this story. And I'll try to keep it real as much as possible.

Thanks to all of you! Really glad you liked it!